Guerdons were flying, bugles were blowing, and sabers were flashing.
"It is beautiful," she cried, "this mimic war." "May your highness never see aught else!" he replied fervently.
"Yes, yes; you have seen it divested of all its pomp.

You have seen it in all its cruelty and horror." "I have known even the terror of it." "You were afraid ?" "Many times." She laughed.

It is only the coward who denies fear.
He would certainly ask for his recall or transfer.

He was eating his heart out here in Dreiberg.
They began the incline.

She did most of the talking, brightly and gaily; but his ears were dull, for the undercurrent passed by him.