I said to him: 'Monsieur Garain, you are making a mistake.
It is my sister-in-law who is an Orleanist.

I am not.' At this moment Monsieur Le Menil came to escort me to the buffet.

He paid great compliments--to my horses! He said, also, there was nothing so beautiful as the forest in winter.

He talked about wolves.

That refreshed me." The General, who did not like young men, said he had met Le Menil the day before in the forest, galloping, with vast space between himself and his saddle.
He declared that old cavaliers alone retained the traditions of good horsemanship; that people in society now rode like jockeys.
"It is the same with fencing," he added.