When Robert entered his tent at ten that night, he found him sitting up giving some directions for the quartering of new troops.
"Are you better, general ?" he asked.
"I am very tired.

I shall lie down and sleep.

I will be over this in the morning." As long as Robert lived, he remembered those words.

He knew the general was in a raging fever, yet he little thought it would prove fatal.

He went to his own quarters on that October night and sought repose.