Four Days in June
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Iain Gale. Four Days in June
four days in june
CONTENTS
PROLOGUE. A hundred days
Charleroi, 3.30 a.m. Ziethen
Brussels, 5.00 p.m. De Lancey
Gosselies, 8.30 p.m. Ney
Brussels, 1.30 a.m. De Lancey
Braine-le-Comte, 9 a.m. Macdonell
Quatre-Bras, 11 a.m. De Lancey
Braine-le-Comte, 12 noon Macdonell
Ligny, 3 p.m. Ziethen
Quatre-Bras, 3.45 p.m. Ney
Ligny, 6.15 p.m. Napoleon
Quatre-Bras, 6.30 p.m. Macdonell
Quatre-Bras, 10 a.m. De Lancey
Quatre-Bras, 2.30 p.m. Napoleon
Above Hougoumont, 7 p.m. Macdonell
Chantelet farm, 9 p.m. Ney
Mont St Jean, 8.15 a.m. De Lancey
La Belle Alliance, 10.40 a.m. Napoleon
Hougoumont, 11.30 a.m. Macdonell
The ridge of Mont St Jean, 1.40 p.m. De Lancey
Hougoumont, 2.50 p.m. Macdonell
Mont St Jean crossroads, 3.15 p.m. De Lancey
La Belle Alliance, 3.45 p.m. Napoleon
The valley, 4 p.m. Ney
Hougoumont, 5 p.m. Macdonell
Ohain, 6.00 p.m. Ziethen
Near La Belle Alliance, 6.45 p.m. Napoleon
Mont St Jean farm, 7 p.m. De Lancey
Above Hougoumont, 7.15 p.m. Macdonell
The valley, 7.30 p.m. Ney
Between Papelotte farm and Mont St Jean, 8.00 p.m. Ziethen
Near La Belle Alliance, 8.30 p.m. Napoleon
Before Hougoumont, 9.30 p.m. Macdonell
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IAIN GALE
So now the redcoats waited and watched and guessed how he would come to them. The generals, the captains and the men. Men who had thought their soldiering days were past. Who, depending on their rank, had seen their futures now lived out in riding to hounds or gambling in St James’s or spending hard-earned booty in the taverns and whorehouses of Liverpool and London. Men from the shires and men from the hard north. Highlanders and farmers’ boys and thieves and petty felons. Soldiers all.
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‘So, my dear William. You see? You are away for only one hour and already your lovely wife has need of you. Ah, my friend. What it is to be young and in love.’
De Lancey unfolded the piece of parchment. Read it quickly. Rose to his feet. Turned to the aide: ‘Wait.’ Then to d’Alava. ‘You are sadly mistaken, sen˜ or. I assure you, this is no message from my wife, but an urgent dispatch for the Duke of Wellington. I am afraid, my dear Miguel, that here is an end to our delightful dinner.’
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