[Uncle Bernac by Arthur Conan Doyle]@TWC D-Link bookUncle Bernac CHAPTER XV 13/33
She is as careful and as saving as when she was the wife of a small country gentleman in Corsica, and it is no secret that she has little confidence in the permanence of the present state of things, and that she is always laying by for an evil day.
The Emperor does not know whether to be amused or exasperated by her precautions.
Well, Murat, I suppose we shall see you riding across the Kentish hop-fields before long.' The famous soldier had paused opposite to us, and shook hands with my companion.
His elegant well-knit figure, large fiery eyes, and noble bearing made this innkeeper's boy a man who would have drawn attention and admiration to himself in any assembly in Europe.
His mop of curly hair and thick red lips gave that touch of character and individuality to his appearance which redeem a handsome face from insipidity. 'I am told that it is devilish bad country for cavalry--all cut up into hedges and ditches,' said he.
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