Raynal's countenance, prepared as he was for this meeting, was like a stern statue's.

The other's face flushed, and his heart raged and sickened at sight of the man, that, once his comrade and benefactor, was now possessor of the woman he loved.

But the figures of both stood alike haughty, erect, and immovable, face to face.
Colonel Raynal saluted Colonel Dujardin ceremoniously.

Colonel Dujardin returned the salute in the same style.
"You thought I was in Egypt," said Raynal with grim significance that caught Dujardin's attention, though he did not know quite how to interpret it.
He answered mechanically, "Yes, I did." "I am sent here by General Bonaparte to take a command," explained Raynal.
"You are welcome.

What command ?" "Yours." "Mine ?" cried Dujardin, his forehead flushing with mortification and anger.