"Any one of these events," said I, "which were not only possible but probable, would have deprived us of every resource.

We are blockaded here, but we have provisions and money.

Let us then wait patiently to see what the Directory will do for us."-- "The Directory!" exclaimed he angrily, "the Directory is composed of a set of scoundrels! they envy and hate me, and would gladly let me perish here.

Besides, you see how dissatisfied the whole army is: not a man is willing to stay." The pleasing illusions which were cherished at the outset of the expedition vanished long before our arrival in Cairo.

Egypt was no longer the empire of the Ptolemies, covered with populous and wealthy cities; it now presented one unvaried scene of devastation and misery.
Instead of being aided by the inhabitants, whom we had ruined, for the sake of delivering them from the yoke of the beys, we found all against us: Mamelukes, Arabs, and fellahs.