One Cossack is already dead.

It would be a mercy to put that other out of his misery with that horrible scythe slash." "The Russian officer ?" "Gone, too." "And who are you ?" "I am a barrister," answered the Englishman in bad but comprehensible French.
"A man of the law.

You look it not," said the Emperor, smiling faintly.
"Necessity makes us all resort to the sword," said Sir Gervaise, looking at his bloody blade, for he had fought valiantly with the rest and would have been killed but he had been knocked senseless with that billet of wood which had hit him on the head and felled him to the floor.
"You are, by your language, an Englishman." "I am, and proud of it." "The English," said Napoleon slowly, "have been my bitterest enemies." "Pardon, Sire," said the Russian bluntly, "we children of the white Czar will dispute that honor with them." "And you sought to kill me ?" said the Emperor, turning upon the other.
"You are a brave man," he added.
"And I would have done so but for----" "Bah!" interrupted Napoleon contemptuously.

"The bullet is not molded that is destined for me.

My career is not to be cut short by the hand of any young boy who wears the uniform of the Russian guard.