Suzanne, who endeavored to reach a weapon, fought like a tigress, but two Uhlans finally subdued her.
It was so swift and sudden that it scarcely seemed real to John, but there were the dead bodies lying ghastly in the road, and there stood Julie, as pale as death, but not trembling.

The leader of the Uhlans pushed his helmet back a little from his forehead, and looked down at John, who had been disarmed but who stood erect and defiant.
"It is odd, Mr.Scott," said Captain von Boehlen, "how often the fortunes of this war have caused us to meet." "It is, and sometimes fortune favors one, sometimes the other.

You're in favor now." Von Boehlen looked steadily at his prisoner.

John thought that the strength and heaviness of the jaw were even more pronounced than when he had first seen the Prussian in Dresden.

The face was tanned deeply, and face and figure alike seemed the embodiment of strength.