Dard came and saluted.
"Have you anybody at Beaurepaire that would be sorry if you were killed ?" "Yes, colonel! Jacintha, that used to make your broth, colonel." "Take this line to Colonel Raynal.

You will find him with the 12th brigade." He wrote a few lines in pencil, folded them, and Dard went off with them, little dreaming that the colonel of his brigade was taking the trouble to save his life, because he came from Beaurepaire.

Colonel Dujardin then went into his tent, and closed the aperture, and took the good book the priest had given him, and prayed humbly, and forgave all the world.
Then he sat down, his head in his hands, and thought of his child, and how hard it was he must die and never see him.

Then he lighted a candle, and sealed up his orders of valor, and wrote a line, begging that they might be sent to his sister.

He also sealed up his purse, and left a memorandum that the contents should be given to disabled soldiers of his brigade upon their being invalided.
Then he took out Josephine's letter.