"What a name to take the place of the Fifth-of-the-Line," he added.
"And Monsieur d'Aumenier ?" "Oh, he seems harmless enough.

He is a trained soldier, too, of royalist days before the Empire.

He even told me he had been at the school at Brienne when the Emperor was a student there." "And who is with him ?" "His niece, the Countess Laure d'Aumenier, engaged to that young English officer." "And what of him ?" "Well enough for an Englishman, I suppose," was the careless answer.
"We were paraded yesterday and the young Englishman inspected us, the lady looking on.

Actually my gorge rose, as he handled our muskets, criticized our drill.

I heard some of the old mustaches of the regiment say they would like to put a bayonet through him, and, to be frank, I should like it myself.