He exerts real influence, for there are, in the multitudes, whatever they may say, beautiful and profound instincts always near the surface.
The captain, who was a well-balanced man, although severe and prodigal of prison when he found the least gap in our loads, considered the adjutant animated by an excellent spirit, but he himself was not so fiery.

I was getting a better opinion of him; he could judge men.

He had said that I was a good and conscientious soldier, that many like me were wanted.
Our lieutenant, who was very young, seemed to be an amiable, good-natured fellow.

"He's a good little lad," said the grateful men; "there's some that frighten you when you speak to them, and they solder their jaws up.

But _him_, he speaks to you even if you're stupid.
When you talk to him about you and your family, which isn't, all the same, very interesting, well, he listens to you, old man." * * * * * * St.Martin's summer greatly warmed us as we tramped into a new village.
I remember that one of those days I took Margat with me and went with him into a recently shelled house.