Joseph Roth: "Radetzkymarsch":

The District Commissioner [Trotta] was lunching in the station restaurant, at the table of the Jäger officers. … He sat at the long, horseshoe-shaped table, the only civilian there apart from Count Chojnicki, in the company of the brightly-clad officers, dark and lean, under the mural of Franz Joseph I, showing the familiar, universally circulated portrait of the Supreme Commander-in-Chief in his snow-white field-marshal’s tunic and crimson sash. Just a foot below the Emperor’s white whiskers and almost aligned with them, were the dark, barely greying wings of Trotta’s whiskers. The junior officers, sitting at the two ends of the horseshoe, detected the resemblance between His Apostolic Majesty and his servant. From where he was sitting, Lieutenant Trotta could also compare the Emperor’s face with that of his father. And for a few brief seconds the Lieutenant had the impression that the portrait on the wall was that of his somewhat aged father, while the man actually sitting at the table was a slightly younger version of the Emperor in civilian clothes. And Emperor and Father alike grew strange and distant to him.