The Emperor rode up and called to them to advance as far as he advanced.

This was about a hundred yards; and then, after halting them for a moment, the Emperor cried, '_Allez, mes enfants! nous ne sommes pas tous perdus!'_ sending the fourth _bataillon_ close upon their heels.

In answer to my question, Liotir said, slowly and solemnly, that he did not think the Emperor was under fire; a few dropping shots reached them while he was yet addressing them, but he believed the Emperor Napoleon was not in the fire at Solferino.

I took the opportunity of asking whether he was green on that occasion, as Mr.Kinglake believes that he is in times of personal danger; but my companion utterly scouted the idea, and declared that he saw no man through all that day so cool and capable as the Emperor.

Pale he undoubtedly was, but that was his habit.