Wounded in many places by gun-shot and sabre wounds--his thigh entangled beneath a fallen horse--two fingers of his right hand severed--his forehead cut open--his eyes literally singed by a discharge of powder, he still fought, and only surrendered prisoner to the Baron de Beker, who saved his life, and conveyed him to the camp of the English.
His youth and good constitution restored him to health at the end of two months.

Destined to form himself to victory by the example of defeats, and want of experience in our generals, he rejoined marshal de Soubise and marshal de Broglie; and was present at the routs which the French owe to their enmity and rivalry.
At the peace he went to rejoin his regiment in garrison at Saint Lo.
Passing by Pont Audemer, he stopped at the house of his father's sister.
A passionate love for one of his uncle's daughters kept him there.

This love, shared by his cousin, and favoured by his aunt, was opposed by his father.

The young girl, in despair, took refuge in a convent.

Dumouriez swore to take her thence, and went away.