He went down, followed by those who had accompanied him up.

His soldiers no sooner caught sight, of him than they burst into shouts of "Vive Bonaparte!" more noisily and more eagerly than ever.

He sprang into his saddle and made them a sign that he wished to speak to them.

Ten thousand voices that had burst into cries were hushed in a moment.

Silence fell as if by enchantment.
"Soldiers," said Bonaparte, in a voice so loud that all could hear it, "your comrades in arms on the frontiers are denuded of the necessaries of life.