not now so proud of the situation Prag is in, or led by the rule of
contraries, willingly quits Prag: Belleisle will not have to do his
function by the medium of pig-driving, but in the direct manner
henceforth. 'Give me 6 or 8,000 foot, and what of the cavalry have
horses still uneaten,' proposes Broglio; 'I will push obliquely
towards Eger,--which is towards Saxony withal, and opens our food-
communications there:--I will stretch out a hand to Maillebois,
across the Mountain Passes; and thus bring a victorious issue!'
[Espagnac, i. 170.] Belleisle consents: 'Well, since my Broglio
will have it so!'--glad to part with my Broglio at any rate,--
'Adieu, then, M. le Marechal (and,' SOTTO VOCE, 'may it be long
before we meet again in partnership)!' Broglio marches accordingly
('hand' beautifully held out to Maillebois, but NOT within grasping
distance); gets northwestward some 60 miles, as far as Toplitz
[sadly oblique for Eger],--never farther on that errand."


THE MAILLEBOIS ARMY OF REDEMPTION CANNOT REDEEM AT ALL;--
HAS TO STAGGER SOUTHWARD AGAIN; AND BECOMES AN "ARMY
OF BAVARIA," UNDER BROGLIO.

"SEPTEMBER 19th-OCTOBER 10th,,'--Scene is, the Eger-VohenStrauss
Country, in and about that Bohemian Forest of seventy miles.--
"For three weeks, Maillebois and the Comte de Saxe, trying their
utmost, cannot, or cannot to purpose, get through that Bohemian
Wood. Only Three practicable Passes in it; difficult each, and each
conducting you towards more new difficulties, on the farther side;
--not surmountable except by the determined mind. A gloomy
business: a gloomy difficult region, solitary, hungry; nothing in
it but shaggy chasms (and perhaps Tolpatchery lurking), wastes,