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AN hour after daybreak, Touchet came to me with the information that one of the imperial equerries was in waiting. I had been endeavoring to snatch a few hours' rest, but roused myself at once, and throwing on some clothing went out into the _salon_ and received the czar's messenger. He was a young fellow, who had been instructed to see me before delivering his document, -- a packet with the imperial seal. I was not surprised, on opening it, to find M. de Lambert's passports, with a formal note to me requesting that the young man be sent at once to France.
"M. de Lambert is absent," I said to the equerry, "but as soon as he returns I will inform him of the czar's pleasure."