e.

Count Bertrand was a man of about forty-four years of age, five feet
ten inches in height, of a slight make and prepossessing appearance:
his manners extremely placid and gentle, though evidently of a warm
temper; and showed himself rather hasty in his conduct to Sir George
Cockburn, about searching the baggage; as Sir George was not acting
upon his own authority, but by the directions of his superiors, and
was inclined to conduct himself with as much consideration as his
orders would admit. He was an affectionate attentive husband, and much
attached to his children.

The Countess Bertrand was then of a tall, slight figure. Her maiden
name was Dillon; her father was an Irishman in the French service, who
lost his life during the revolution, and was related to Lord Dillon.
Though, perhaps, a little warm, she has undoubtedly many excellent
qualities: she showed herself to be a kind mother and affectionate
wife; and if she easily took offence, she as easily forgot it; and any
little dispute that occurred between her and me, was amply atoned for
by the frank and affectionate manner in which she took leave when we
were about to part, perhaps for ever.[13] They had, at the time I
speak of, three fine children,--two boys and a girl; the eldest boy
about five years of age, who seemed to have a natural turn for the
profession of his father: his constant amusement, in which the young
lady and little Montholon joined, was forming lines and squares, and
other military evolutions, on the quarter-deck.

[Footnote 13: [I think the handsome and gentlemanlike account
of Madame Bertrand is a complete _amende honorable_ for
anything said of her in the course of the journal, and forms
a complete refutation to the objections made in the sense of
delicacy towards that lady for mentioning some part of the
conversation when in warmer moments. If you were to mention
your having afterwards met her in France, I think it would be
interesting.--SCOTT.]]

General Savary, Duc de Rovigo, was a tall handsome man, then about
forty-six years of age, of a cheerful disposition; and notwithstanding
the alarm he was in lest he should be given up to the French
Government, he never forgot himself so far as to make use of a rude
expression in my presence. He was Minister of Police after Fouche. As
a great deal had been said about Captain Wright's death, I spoke to
him one day upon