It soon found expression in words.
"Why, major, they surely won't be sending us across the Atlantic now this news has arrived.

The Powers will never permit all their work to be undone, and Napoleon to mount the throne of France again.

Why, in a short time all Europe will be in a blaze, and how is England to take the field again?
The greater portion of Wellington's army are scattered over the world--in America, India, and the Colonies.

I don't believe there are half a dozen of the old fighting regiments available, and even their ranks are half-filled with raw recruits.
Almost all the regiments at home are mere skeletons.

Surely they will never be sending us away at such a moment ?" "That I can say nothing about," the adjutant replied.