Browne also is there, who was in chief command; their scheme of
Campaign gone all awry. And to Friedrich, last night, at his
quarters "in the Monastery of Tuchomirsitz," where these two
Gentlemen had lodged the night before, it was reported that they
had been heard in violent altercation; [ Helden-Geschichte,
iv. 11 (exact "Diary of the march" given there).]--
both of them, naturally, in ill-humor at the surprising turn things
had taken; and Feldmarschall Browne firing up, belike, at some
platitude past or coming, at some advice of his rejected, some
imputation cast on him, or we know not what. Prince Karl is now
chief; and indignant Browne, as may well be the case, dissents a
good deal,--as he has often had to do. Patience, my friend, it is
near ending now! Prince Karl means to lie quiet on the Ziscaberg,
and hold Prag; does not think of molesting Friedrich in his
solitary state; and will undertake nothing, "till Konigseck, from
Jung-Bunzlau, come in," victorious or not; or till perhaps even
Daun arrive (who is, rather slowly, gathering reinforcement in
Maren): "What can the enemy attempt on us, in a Post of this
strength?" thinks Prince Karl. And Browne, whatever his insight or
convictions be, has to keep silence.

"Weissenberg," let readers be reminded, "is on the hither or
western side of Prag: the Hradschin [pronounce RadSHEEN, with
accent on the last syllable, as in "SchwerIN" and other such
cases], the Hradschin, which is the topmost summit of the City and
of the Fashionable Quarter,--old Bohemian Palace, still
occasionally habitable as such, and in constant use as a DOWNING
STREET,--lies on the slope or shoulder of the Weissenberg, a good
way from the top; and has a web of streets rushing down from it,
steepest streets in the world; till they reach the Bridge, and