No. 5 To Josephine, at Milan
Castiglione, July 21, 1796, 8 A.M.
I am hoping that when I arrive to-night I shall get one of your letters. You know, my dear Josephine, the pleasure they give me; and I am sure you have pleasure in writing them. I shall start to-night for Peschiera, for the mountains of ——, for Verona, and thence I shall go to Mantua, and perhaps to Milan, to receive a kiss, since you assure me they are not made of ice. I hope you will be perfectly well by then, and will be able to accompany me to headquarters, so that we may not part again. Are you not the soul of my life, and the quintessence of my heart’s affections?
Your protégés are a little excitable; they are like the will-o’-the-wisp. How glad I am to do something for them which will please you. They will go to Milan. A little patience is requisite in everything.
Adieu, belle et bonne, quite unequalled, quite divine. A thousand loving kisses.
Bonaparte.