Yet, though profligate in one respect, he was temperate in every other.

In food, wine, and sleep, he was always moderate.

Subtle and crafty in self-defence, he retained something of his old love of truth, of his hatred for liars.

Hardly generous perhaps, he was a friend of justice, while economy in a wandering King, like himself, was a necessary virtue, of which France one day was to feel the beneficent action.

Reckless and headlong in appearance, he was in truth the most careful of men.