His scruples scattered like clouds driven before a brisk North East wind; he put on the frogged surtout, and carried his reply himself.

It was the first time that he had been out to supper since his resuscitation.

He gave evidence of a good appetite, and got moderately drunk, but not as much so as usual.

The Baroness de Marcomarcus, astonished at his high spirits and inexhaustible vivacity, kept him as long as she could.

And moreover she said to her friends, on showing them the Colonel's portrait, "Nothing is needed but these French officers to conquer the world!" The next day he packed a black leather trunk which he had bought at Paris, drew his money from the treasury, and set out for Dantzic.