Well, one day I was seated in my quarters playing cards with young Morat, of the horse chasseurs, when the door opened and in walked Lasalle, who was our Colonel.  You know what a fine, swaggering fellow he was, and the sky-blue uniform of the Tenth suited him to a marvel.  My faith, we youngsters were so taken by him that we all swore and diced and drank and played the deuce whether we liked it or no, just that we might resemble our Colonel!  We forgot that it was not because he drank or gambled that the Emperor was going to make him the head of the light cavalry, but because he had the surest eye for the nature of a position or for the strength of a column, and the best judgment as to when infantry could be broken, or whether guns were exposed, of any man in the army.  We were too young to understand all that, however, so we waxed our moustaches and clicked our spurs and let the ferrules of our scabbards wear out by trailing them along the pavement in the hope that we should all become Lasalles.  When he came clanking into my quarters, both Morat and I sprang to our feet.

‘My boy,’ said he, clapping me on the shoulder, ’the Emperor wants to see you at four o’clock.’

The room whirled round me at the words, and I had to lean my hands upon the edge of the card-table.

‘What?’ I cried.  ‘The Emperor!’

‘Precisely,’ said he, smiling at my astonishment.

‘But the Emperor does not know of my existence, Colonel,’ I protested.  ‘Why should he send for me?’

‘Well, that’s just what puzzles me,’ cried Lasalle, twirling his moustache.  ’If he wanted the help of a good sabre, why should he descend to one of my lieutenants when he might have found all that he needed at the head of the regiment?  However,’ he added, clapping me on the shoulder again in his hearty fashion, ’every man has his chance.  I have had mine, otherwise I should not be Colonel of the Tenth.  I must not grudge you yours.  Forwards, my boy, and may it be the first step towards changing your busby for a cocked hat.’

It was but two o’clock, so he left me, promising to come back and to accompany me to the palace.  My faith, what a time I passed, and how many conjectures did I make as to what it was that the Emperor could want of me!  I paced up and down my little room in a fever of anticipation.  Sometimes I thought that perhaps he had heard of the guns which we had taken at Austerlitz; but, then, there were so many who had taken guns at Austerlitz, and two years had passed since the battle.  Or it might be that he wished to reward me for my affair with the aide-de-camp of the Russian Emperor.  But then again a cold fit would seize me, and I would fancy that he had sent for me to reprimand me.  There were a few duels which he might have taken in ill part, and there were one or two little jokes in Paris since the peace.

But, no!  I considered the words of Lasalle.  ’If he had need of a brave man,’ said Lasalle.