There was a sort of sham soldier, a "naquois," as the slang expression runs, who was whistling as he undid the bandages from his fictitious wound, and removing the numbness from his sound and vigorous knee, which had been swathed since morning in a thousand ligatures.
C’était une espèce de faux soldat, un narquois, comme on disait en argot, qui défaisait en sifflant les bandages de sa fausse blessure, et qui dégourdissait son genou sain et vigoureux, emmailloté depuis le matin dans mille ligatures.