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Huguenot, shoot here, shoot here," having his arm thrown 

 up and his hand spread out; a soldier shot his hand right 

 through with a bullet. When he was thus shot, he came 

 to find me to dress him. And the Constable seeing the boy 

 in tears, with his hand all bloody, asked who had wounded 

 him : then a gentleman who had seen him shot said it served 

 him right, beause he kept calling " Huguenot, hit here, 

 aim here." And then the Constable said, this Huguenot 

 was a good shot and a good fellow, for most likely if 

 he had chosen to fire at the boy's head, he would have 

 hit it even more easily than his hand. I dressed the kitchen 

 boy, who was very ill. He recovered, but with no power 

 in his hand: and from that time his comrades called him 

 " Huguenot " : he is still living now. 



THE JOURNEY TO ROUEN. 1562 



Now, as for the capture of Rouen, they killed many of our. 

 men both before and at the attack: and the very next day 

 after we had entered the town, I trepanned eight or nine of 

 our men, who had been wounded with stones as they were on 

 the breach. The air was so malignant, that many died, even 

 of quite small wounds, so that some thought the bullets had 

 been poisoned: and those within the town said the like of 

 us; for though they had within the town all that was need- 

 ful, yet all the same they died like those outside. 



The King of Navarre was wounded, some days before the 

 attack, with a bullet in the shoulder. I visited him, and 

 helped to dress him, with one of his own surgeons, Master 

 Gilbert, one of the chief men of Montpellier, and others. 

 They could not find the bullet. I searched for it very ac- 

 curately, and found reason to believe it had entered at the 

 top of the arm, by the head of the bone, and had passed into 

 the hollow part of the bone, which was why they could not 

 find it; and most of them said it had entered his body and 

 was lost in it. M. le Prince de La Roche-sur-Yon, who 

 dearly loved the King of Navarre, drew me aside and asked 

 if the wound were mortal. I told him yes, because all wounds 

 of great joints, and especially contused wounds, were mor- 

 tal, according to all those who have written about them. 



