On one occasion two privates and I had just finished luncheon, and were having a delightful smoke, when a certain general was announced, and the men seized with panic, fled up the steps to my bedroom and bolting through my window hurried back to their lines.
The landlady was quite well to do, and was a woman well thought of in the village.

She both paid calls upon her neighbours and received callers in her rooms.

Sometimes I used to be invited in to join these social gatherings and frequently she would bring me in a nice bowl of soup for dinner.

Philo, too, made himself quite at home, and carefully inspected all visitors on their admission to the mansion.

In front of the house, there was a pleasant view of the valley through which the road passed up towards Mont des Cats.