There is Vandamme also, the dark man with the heavy face.

Heaven help the English village that he finds his quarters in! It was he who got into trouble because he broke the jaw of a Westphalian priest who could not find him a second bottle of Tokay.' 'And that is Murat, I suppose ?' 'Yes; that is Murat with the black whiskers and the red, thick lips, and the brown of Egypt upon his face.

He is the man for me! My word, when you have seen him raving in front of a brigade of light cavalry, with his plumes tossing and his sabre flashing, you would not wish to see anything finer.

I have known a square of grenadiers break and scatter at the very sight of him.

In Egypt the Emperor kept away from him, for the Arabs would not look at the little General when this fine horseman and swordsman was before them.