She begged me to explain to her what a soldier's life was, the life of a true soldier, who loved his profession, and performed his duties conscientiously." "It is extraordinary, since you have told me this, recollections crowd upon me, a thousand little things collect and group themselves together.
They returned from Havre yesterday at three o'clock.

Well! an hour after their arrival she was here.

And it was of you of whom she spoke directly.

She asked if you had written to me, if you had not been ill, when you would arrive, at what hour, if the regiment would pass through the village ?" "It is useless at this moment, my dear godfather," said Jean, "to recall all these memories." "No, it is not useless.

She seemed so pleased, so happy even, that she should see you again! She would make quite a fete of the dinner this evening.