He unbuttoned his fur coat and displayed a smart new uniform; for Rapp had put his miserable army into new clothes, with which many of the Dantzig warehouses had been filled by Napoleon's order at the beginning of the war.
"There," he said, laying a small parcel on the table, "there is my daily ration. Two ounces of horse, one ounce of salt beef, the same as yesterday. One does not know how long we shall be treated so generously. Let us keep the beef--we may come to want some day."
And giving a hoarse laugh, he lifted a board in the floor, beneath which he hoarded his stores.
"Will you cook your dejeuner yourself," asked Desiree. "I have something else for my father."
"And what have you?" asked Barlasch curtly; "you are not keeping anything hidden from me?"
"No," answered Desiree, wit
