The night promised to be a stormy one, which was very much to my liking.  It was my desire to keep my departure most secret, for it was evident that if the English heard that I had been detached from the army they would naturally conclude that something important was about to happen.  My horse was taken, therefore, beyond the picket line, as if for watering, and I followed and mounted him there.  I had a map, a compass, and a paper of instructions from the Marshal, and with these in the bosom of my tunic and my sabre at my side, I set out upon my adventure.

A thin rain was falling and there was no moon, so you may imagine that it was not very cheerful.  But my heart was light at the thought of the honour which had been done me and the glory which awaited me.  This exploit should be one more in that brilliant series which was to change my sabre into a baton.  Ah, how we dreamed, we foolish fellows, young, and drunk with success!  Could I have foreseen that night as I rode, the chosen man of sixty thousand, that I should spend my life planting cabbages on a hundred francs a month!  Oh, my youth, my hopes, my comrades!  But the wheel turns and never stops.  Forgive me, my friends, for an old man has his weakness.

My route, then, lay across the face of the high ground of Torres Vedras, then over a streamlet, past a farmhouse which had been burned down and was now only a landmark, then through a forest of young cork oaks, and so to the monastery of San Antonio, which marked the left of the English position.  Here I turned south and rode quietly over the downs, for it was at this point that Massena thought that it would be most easy for me to find my way unobserved through the position.  I went very slowly, for it was so dark that I could not see my hand in front of me.  In such cases I leave my bridle loose and let my horse pick its own way.  Voltigeur went confidently forward, and I was very content to sit upon his back and to peer about me, avoiding every light.  For three hours we advanced in this cautious way, until it seemed to me that I must have left all danger behind me.  I then pushed on more briskly, for I wished to be in the rear of the whole army by daybreak.  There are many vineyards in these parts which in winter become open plains, and a horseman finds few difficulties in his way.

But Massena had underrated the cunning of these English, for it appears that there was not one line of defence, but three, and it was the third, which was the most formidable, through which I was at that instant passing.  As I rode, elated at my own success, a lantern flashed suddenly before me, and I saw the glint of polished gun-barrels and the gleam of a red coat.