"At any rate, I hope that you will sup with me. I will then introduce
you to some of my friends."

Enghien was at the age of twenty-two of a striking rather than a
handsome figure. His forehead was wide, his eyes sunken and piercing,
his nose very prominent and hooked giving to his face something of the
expression of an eagle's. He resembled Turenne in the eagerness with
which in childhood he had devoted himself to his studies, and especially
to military exercises; but except that both possessed a remarkable
genius for war, and both were extremely courageous, there was but
slight resemblance between their characters. While Turenne was prudent,
patient, and thoughtful, weighing duly every step taken, bestowing
the greatest pains upon the comfort and well being of his troops,
and careful as to every detail that could bring about success in his
operations, Conde was passionate and impetuous, acting upon impulse
rather than reflection. Personally ambitious, impatient of opposition,
bitter in his enmities, his action and policy were influenced chiefly
by his own ambitions and his own susceptibilities, rather than by the
thought of what effect his action might have on the destinies of France.
He was a born general, and yet but a poor leader of men, one of the
greatest military geniuses that the world has ever seen, and yet so full
of faults, foibles, and weaknesses that, except from a military point
of view, the term "the Great Conde" that posterity has given him is but
little merited. He had much brain and little heart. Forced by his father
into a marriage with a niece of Richelieu's, he treated her badly and
cruelly, although she was devoted to him, and was in all respects an
estimable woman and a true wife, and that in a court where virtue was
rare indeed.

At supper that evening Enghien introduced Hector first to the Marshal de
l'Hopital and then to the young nobles of his company.

"Monsieur Campbell," he said, "is the youngest of our party, and yet
he is, as the Viscount of Turenne writes to me, one in whom he has the
greatest confidence, and who has so carefully studied the art of war,
and so much profited by his opportunities, that he would not hesitate
to commit to him any command requiring at once courage, discretion, and
military knowledge. No one, gentlemen, could wish for a higher eulogium
from a greater authority. Turenne has lent him to me for the campaign,
and indeed I feel grateful to him for so doing.