I took up one of the latter, in order to ascertain its genus.

The captain kindly informed me that it was the remains of a pig, which had cost him a great deal of trouble to obtain, as the French viewed the act of eating a pig as very little less heinous than the act of eating a child.

Suspicions began to trouble me, and I now turned to look for the head and reproachful eye of the brigadier.
The head was where I had just before seen it, visible over the top of a trunk; but it was so far raised as to enable me to see that it was still planted on its shoulders.

A second look enabled me to distinguish the meditative, philosophical countenance of Dr.Reasono, who was still in the hussar-jacket and petticoat, though, being in the house, he had very properly laid aside the Spanish hat with bedraggled feathers.
A movement followed in the antechamber, and a hurried conversation, in a low, earnest tone, succeeded.

The captain disappeared, and joined the speakers.