Fabrice regarda l’officier : il avait des moustaches blanches, et l’air le plus honnête du monde ; le mouchoir qui soutenait son bras gauche était plein de sang, et sa main droite aussi était enveloppée d’un linge sanglant.
Fabrizio examined the officer; he had a white moustache, and looked the best fellow in the world; the handkerchief that held up his left arm was drenched with blood, and his right hand also was bound up in a piece of bloodstained linen.