The tavern door opened, and in rushed a blast of cold air. Most of the tavern goers turned to see who entered but with a quick look they could see it was but a peasant.
The peasant made straight way to the table of the Hanoverians who were gathered and intently listening to a song being sung by an fellow officer. The man whispered something into the ear of the General who with one sweep of his hand, grabbed the drawing from the peasants hand.
Looking at his fellow officers, he smacked the paper to the table and muttered, "See now, the Little Tyrant has started to issue new uniforms to his officers, Look at this drawing of the Grand Duck d'Austerlitz et Comte d'Argentan, General Knox! How dashing he looks in his new duds!"
