The Exploits of Brigadier Gerard eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 269 pages of information about The Exploits of Brigadier Gerard.

The Exploits of Brigadier Gerard eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 269 pages of information about The Exploits of Brigadier Gerard.

It was not a very cheering sight for me, as you can imagine.  When I had been with their chief in the grotto I had been so carried away by my rage at the cruel death of young Soubiron, who was one of the brightest lads who ever threw his thigh over a charger, that I had never given a thought to my own position.  Perhaps it would have been more politic had I spoken the ruffian fair, but it was too late now.  The cork was drawn and I must drain the wine.  Besides, if the harmless commissariat man were put to such a death, what hope was there for me, who had snapped the spine of their lieutenant?  No, I was doomed in any case, and it was as well perhaps that I should have put the best face on the matter.  This beast could bear witness that Etienne Gerard had died as he had lived, and that one prisoner at least had not quailed before him.  I lay there thinking of the various girls who would mourn for me, and of my dear old mother, and of the deplorable loss which I should be, both to my regiment and to the Emperor, and I am not ashamed to confess to you that I shed tears as I thought of the general consternation which my premature end would give rise to.

But all the time I was taking the very keenest notice of everything which might possibly help me.  I am not a man who would lie like a sick horse waiting for the farrier sergeant and the pole-axe.  First I would give a little tug at my ankle cords, and then another at those which were round my wrists, and all the time that I was trying to loosen them I was peering round to see if I could find something which was in my favour.  There was one thing which was very evident.  A hussar is but half formed without a horse, and there was my other half quietly grazing within thirty yards of me.  Then I observed yet another thing.  The path by which we had come over the mountains was so steep that a horse could only be led across it slowly and with difficulty, but in the other direction the ground appeared to be more open, and to lead straight down into a gently-sloping valley.  Had I but my feet in yonder stirrups and my sabre in my hand, a single bold dash might take me out of the power of these vermin of the rocks.

I was still thinking it over and straining with my wrists and my ankles, when their chief came out from his grotto, and after some talk with his lieutenant, who lay groaning near the fire, they both nodded their heads and looked across at me.  He then said some few words to the band, who clapped their hands and laughed uproariously.  Things looked ominous, and I was delighted to feel that my hands were so far free that I could easily slip them through the cords if I wished.  But with my ankles I feared that I could do nothing, for when I strained it brought such pain into my lance-wound that I had to gnaw my moustache to keep from crying out.  I could only lie still, half-free and half-bound, and see what turn things were likely to take.

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