With such thoughts as swelled in my own breast, it was not in me to believe him false, whatever the rest might think.
D Squadron proved in good fortune that day, for they gave us a train of passenger coaches with seats, and our officers had a first-class coach in front.

The other squadrons, and most of the other regiments, had to travel in open trucks, although I do not think any grumbled on that score.

There was a French staff officer to each train, and he who rode in our train had an orderly who knew English; the orderly climbed in beside me and we rode miles together, talking all the time, he surprising me vastly more than I him.

We exchanged information as two boys that play a game--I a move, then he a move, then I again, then he.
The game was at an end when neither could think of another question to ask; but he learned more than I.At the end I did not yet know what his religion was, but he knew a great deal about mine.

On the other hand, he told me all about their army and its close association between officers and men, and all the news he had about the fighting (which was not so very much), and what he thought of the British.