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Then,raising her eyes to our hero, she burst out laughing. If Fabrizio wasstudying the hussa
rs of the escort, they were all studying him aswell.
Then going up to the mounted soldier: Get off, quickly, she said tohim, heres your napoleon.
Will you take five francs for your horse, you?
What will your poor mother and I have left, if youare taken from us?
He wished to give us a country, and he loved myuncle.
With my pale cheeks and chestnut hair, Ishall never look like that, he added despondently.
I kissed them, carefully so as not to hurt them.
What will your poor mother and I have left, if youare taken from us?
So prepare for a fine fright when youhear the bullets whistling over you. I have, so tospeak
, inherited his identity .
What can haveput that idea into your head?
Fortunately, the Marshal and his escort broke into a gallop.
That white smoke you see over there above the hedge, thatsthe infantry firing, my boy.
Fabrizio, though barelysixteen, represented the head of the house admirably. What will your 
poor mother and I have left, if youare taken from us? The bottle went round, the last man to
 take it flung it in the airafter drinking.
Fabrizio went up to a fire and offeredto pay for hospitality. This reflexion brought him bac
k tohis senses. That day the army, which had just won the battle of Ligny, wasmarching strai
ght on Brussels.
This reflexion brought him back tohis senses.
About five oclock, he heard the cannonade: it was the preliminariesof Waterloo.
If you had a musket, I dont say, maybe you could letoff your round as well as any of them.
At this moment the noise of the gunsredoubled, each explosion coming straight on top of the 
last. Iturned the soil reverently round the dear tree. It was for thatthat he had come to Fr
ance. We must admit that our hero was very little of a hero atthat moment. He looked at the 
hussars; with asolitary exception, all of them had yellow moustaches. As he came up to her, 
Fabrizio heard her say: And he wassuch a fine-looking man, too!
Fabrizios servant came up with the two horses.
An officers horse I cansell in ten minutes for five napoleons. What would you do, stupid, if
you saw me go off?
Thebrandy gave him an idea: I must buy the goodwill of my comrades, thehussars of the escort
. We must admit that our hero was very little of a hero atthat moment.
Take it, she said to Fabrizio; but, in heavens name, do not letyourself be killed. What ajoy
 to go really to war in the train of that hero! His servant constructed a shelter for him.