ll the soldiers knew was that they were to be prepared to break camp early the next morning
"No, Paul; I am a little child. I have a new toy, and I am tickled to death."
D'Arnot tried to argue him out of it, but without avail, so pistols it was.
The life was a new and alluring one, and in addition he had a sorrow in his breast and a great longing which he knew could never be fulfilled, and so he sought in study and in dissipation—the two extremes—to forget the past and inhibit contemplation of the future.
