Remember that war with Arabs is a war of snares, ambuscades, and assassinations." "So it is said, monsieur." "There is never much glory in falling in an ambuscade.

It is a death which always implies a little rashness or want of foresight.

Often, indeed, he who falls in one meets with but little pity.

Those who are not pitied, Raoul, have died to little purpose.

Still further, the conqueror laughs, and we Frenchmen ought not to allow stupid infidels to triumph over our faults.