We, who are Napoleon's fellow-countrymen, are perhaps less attached to him than the French.

As for myself, though my family was formerly at enmity with his, I both love and admire him." "You speak English!" exclaimed the colonel.
"Very ill, as you may perceive!" Miss Lydia, though somewhat shocked by the young man's easy tone, could not help laughing at the idea of a personal enmity between a corporal and an emperor.

She took this as a foretaste of Corsican peculiarities, and made up her mind to note it down in her journal.
"Perhaps you were a prisoner in England ?" asked the colonel.
"No, colonel, I learned English in France, when I was very young, from a prisoner of your nation." Then, addressing Miss Nevil: "Mattei tells me you have just come back from Italy.

No doubt, mademoiselle, you speak the purest Tuscan--I fear you'll find it somewhat difficult to understand our dialect." "My daughter understands every Italian dialect," said the colonel.

"She has the gift of languages.