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They had constructed a large entrenched camp, with forty pieces of ancient cannon incapable of movement. In this camp were 20,000 infantry, Janizaries, Spahis, and militia from Cairo. On the right were the Mameluke cavalry, some 10,000 strong, with one or two foot-soldiers to each horseman. To the left of the Mamelukes, and between them and the Pyramids, were some 3000 Arab horse.
While he was still speaking in a whisper, the street outside filled with the trample of arriving cavalry. The Spahis were leaving the environs of Sainte Lesse; chasseurs
Yonder she knew, where her Spahis bivouacked on the hard-won field, there were riotous homage, wild applause, intoxicating triumph waiting for the Little One who had saved the day, if she chose to go out for it; and she loved to be the center of such adoration and rejoicing, with all the exultant vanity of a child and a hero in one.
Cruelty, heroism, vanity, and bravery were all on fire, and all fed to their uttermost, most eager, most ardent flame, now that she came back at the head of her Spahis; while all who remained of the soldiers who, but for her, would have been massacred long ere then, without one spared among them, threw themselves forward, crowded round her, caressed, and laughed, and wept, and shouted with all the changes of their intense mercurial temperaments; kissed her boots, her sash, her mare's drooping neck, and, lifting her, with wild vivas that rent the sky, on to the shoulders of the two tallest men among them, bore her to the presence of the only officer of high rank who had survived the terrors of the day, a Chef de Bataillon of the Zouaves.
"She can't do what I do!" she thought. And she ran the faster, and sang a drinking-song of the Spahis all the louder, because still at her heart a dull pain was aching. Cigarette always went fast.
Morrel has received a regiment, and Joliette is Chef d'Escadron of Spahis. Luckily for aspirants, and thanks to disease and slaughter, there is no lack of vacancies." "The name of Morrel I have seen before in the 'Moniteur, but Joliette who is he?" "A sort of protégé of Bugeaud, 'tis said.
But my Colonel will back me up, unofficially of course, and his word goes with the Governor. A very different man, by Allah! It would be a good thing for this country if he were where Faidherbe is. But he is only a soldier and no politician, so he is likely to end his days a simple Colonel of Spahis."
"No doubt," replied the Count, "for, if I mistake not and I'm sure I don't mistake, now that I look more closely that stalwart, splendid fellow, with the broad forehead, black eyes and moustache, and the order of the Legion of Honor on his breast, to set off his rich uniform of the Spahis, and on whose arm the fair apparition is leaning, is no other than Maximilian Morrel himself the identical man who saved my worthless neck from a yataghan in Algeria."
"And how chanced it that you saved your head, Lucien?" asked the Count. "Save it I didn't save it; but a most excellent friend of mine a friend in need galloped up and saved it for me." "Yes," replied Beauchamp, "our gallant friend, Maximilian Morrel, the Captain of Spahis now colonel of a regiment, and in the direct line of promotion to the first vacant bâton eh, Lucien?
Instead of detracting from the power of the press, the telegraph renders it more powerful than ever." "But affairs in Algeria is not the news splendid!" cried the editor. "Why did we not all become Spahis and win immortality, as some of our generals have?" "As to immortality," said the Secretary, "we should have been far more likely to win the phantom as dead men than as living heroes."
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