"I await the summons." And the sergeant-major turned upon his heel and returned to the barracks of the thirty-second brigade, to wait until he was sent for.
Bonaparte was eating dinner in his tent when he was informed that the sergeant-major whom he had sent for was awaiting his pleasure.
"Let him come in," said Bonaparte.
The sergeant-major entered.
"Ah! it is you," said Bonaparte.
"Yes, citizen-general, did you not send for me?" replied Faraud.
"What brigade do you belong to?"
"The thirty-second."
"To what company?"