Now that I was a gentleman, I could listen with admiration to these tales: and yet the sentiment recorded at the end of the last chapter was uppermost in my mind but three weeks back, when I remembered that it was the great general got the glory, and the poor soldier only insult and the cane.
'By the way, to whom are you taking despatches ?' asked the officer.
It was another ugly question, which I determined to answer at hap-hazard; and so I said 'To General Rolls.' I had seen the general a year before, and gave the first name in my head.

My friend was quite satisfied with it, and we continued our ride until evening came on; and our horses being weary, it was agreed that we should come to a halt.
'There is a very good inn,' said the Captain, as we rode up to what appeared to me a very lonely-looking place.
'This may be a very good inn for Germany,' said I, 'but it would not pass in old Ireland.

Corbach is only a league off: let us push on for Corbach.' 'Do you want to see the loveliest woman in Europe ?' said the officer.
'Ah! you sly rogue, I see THAT will influence you;' and, truth to say, such a proposal WAS always welcome to me, as I don't care to own.

'The people are great farmers,' said the Captain, 'as well as innkeepers;' and, indeed, the place seemed more a farm than an inn yard.

We entered by a great gate into a Court walled round, and at one end of which was the building, a dingy ruinous place.