against them, was the only man who now, by commanding their army, was
capable of repairing the mischief he had done them. But the jealousy
of the generals, and the distrust attendant upon their counsels, tied up
his hands.

Nevertheless, the siege of Arras was vigorously carried on.

[Voltaire observes, that it was the fortune of Turenne and Conde
to be always victorious when they fought at the head of the French,
and to be vanquished when they commanded the Spaniards. This was
Conde's fate before Arras, August 25, 1654, when he and the archduke
besieged that city. Turenne attacked them in their camp, and forced
their lines: the troops of the archduke were cut to pieces; and
Conde, with two regiments of French and Lorrainers, alone sustained
the efforts of Turenne's army; and, while the archduke was flying,
he defeated the Marshal de Hoquincourt, repulsed the Marshal de la
Ferte, and retreated victoriously himself, by covering the retreat
of the vanquished Spaniards. The king of Spain, in his letter to
him after this engagement, had these words: "I have been informed
that everything was lost, and that you have recovered everything."]

The Cardinal was very sensible how dishonourable it would be to suffer
this place to be taken under his nose, and almost in sight of the king.
On the other hand, it was very hazardous to attempt its relief, the
Prince de Conde being a man who never neglected the smallest precaution
for the security of his lines; and if lines are attacked and not forced,
the greatest danger threatens the assailants. For, the more furious the
assault, the greater is the disorder in the retreat; and no man in the
world knew so well as the Prince de Conde how to make the best use of an
advantage. The army, commanded by Monsieur de Turenne, was considerably