He was mounted on a magnificent bay horse, the same which he had taken from M.de La Jonquiere on the bloody day of Vergenne.
The lieutenant of the guard met him at the gate.

Cavalier quickly dismounted, and throwing the bridle of his horse to one of his men, he entered the garden, and advanced towards the expectant group, which was composed, as we have said, of Villars, Baville, and Sandricourt.

As he drew near, M.de Villars regarded him with growing astonishment; for he could not believe that in the young man, or rather boy, before him he saw the terrible Cevenol chief, whose name alone made the bravest soldiers tremble.

Cavalier at this period had just completed his twenty-fourth year, but, thanks to his fair hair which fell in long locks over his shoulders, and to the gentle expression of his eyes he did not appear more than eighteen.

Cavalier was acquainted with none of the men in whose presence he stood, but he noticed M.de Villars' rich dress and air of command.