It was to this man, destined, unless the fates interfered, to a remarkable future, that Charles carried a letter of introduction. It was therefore with almost greater emotion than he had felt in approaching Schneider and Saint-Just that the boy entered the large but unpretentious house where Pichegru had made his headquarters.
The sentinel, standing at the entrance to the corridor, told him that Pichegru was in his cabinet, the third door to the right.
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