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How the Brigadier slew the brothers of Ajaccio - (1)
When the Emperor needed an agent he was always very ready to do me the honour of recalling the name of Etienne Gerard, though it occasional…
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How the Brigadier slew the brothers of Ajaccio - (2)
He shot a most unamiable glance in my direction, and, turning upon his heel, he walked with little, quick, noiseless steps out of the room.…
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How the Brigadier held the King - (1)
Here, upon the lapel of my coat, you may see the ribbon of my decoration, but the medal itself I keep in a leathern pouch at home, and I ne…
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How the Brigadier held the King - (2)
As the injured man still supported upon the barrel by two comrades, was explaining in Spanish all that had befallen him, I was held by seve…
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How the Brigadier held the King - (3)
'I surrender to you, sir,' I cried; though I daresay my English was not very much better than his French. 'If you will look at that tree to…
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How the King held the Brigadier - (1)
Murat was undoubtedly an excellent cavalry officer, but he had too much swagger, which spoils many a good soldier. Lasalle, too, was a very…
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How the King held the Brigadier - (2)
My word, how she screamed, and how the post-boy stared! You will understand that after that long race in the darkness, with my shako broken…
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How the Brigadier took the field against the Marshal Millefleurs - (1)
Massena was a thin, sour little fellow, and after his hunting accident he had only one eye, but when it looked out from under his cocked ha…
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How the Brigadier took the field against the Marshal Millefleurs - (2)
'Name of a name!' I cried. 'Why, my hussars have been sent by Massena for that very object.' We burst out laughing at that, and sheathed ou…
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How the Brigadier took the field against the Marshal Millefleurs - (3)
'You will, I am sure, excuse my mirth, my dear Colonel Gerard,' said he. 'The fact is, that the expression upon your face when you grasped…
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How the Brigadier played for a kingdom - (1)
It has sometimes struck me that some of you, when you have heard me tell these little adventures of mine, may have gone away with the impre…
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How the Brigadier played for a kingdom - (2)
'Pardon me, my dear lady,' I cried, springing to my feet, 'but I must go on instantly to Hof.' She rose also, and looked at me with a pale,…
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How the Brigadier won his Medal - (1)
The Duke of Tarentum, or Macdonald, as his old comrades prefer to call him, was, as I could perceive, in the vilest of tempers. His grim, S…
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How the Brigadier won his Medal - (2)
Well, I had the dragoons behind me and the hussars in front. Never since Moscow have I seemed to be in such peril. But for the honour of th…
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How the Brigadier won his Medal - (3)
His fingers trembled with eagerness as he tore off his tunic. His boots and breeches were much like my own, so there was no need to change…
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How the Brigadier was tempted by the Devil - (1)
The spring is at hand, my friends. I can see the little green spear-heads breaking out once more upon the chestnut trees, and the cafe tabl…
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How the Brigadier was tempted by the Devil - (2)
'You can leave us, Marshal,' said he, and then, the instant the door was closed: 'What news about the papers?' 'They are gone!' said I, and…