He had just strength enough to gasp out, 'Save the Eagle' as he was swept away.

I was lucky enough to catch the staff--a bullet had broken it--I seized the upper half with the Eagle and the flag which had almost been shot to pieces during the battle--the Fifth-of-the-Line had done its full duty that day--and I swam with it toward the bank.

Really, mademoiselle, any soldier would have done as well.

I only happened to be there." "Go on, monsieur, I wish to hear everything." "At your pleasure, then," said Marteau reluctantly, continuing his story.
"The river was filled with men and horses.

Marshal Poniatowski was near me.