“I saw you fight at Seringapatam and I doubt Dodd can stand up to you.””He wont, sir, he wont,” Sharpe said grimly. “And Ill keep you alive.” “If God wills it.” Sharpe smiled. “Dont they say God helps those who help themselves, sir? Well do the job, sir.”Richard Sharpe–soldier, hero, rogue–the man you always want on your side. Born in poverty, he joined the army to escape jail and climbed the ranks by sheer brutal courage. He knows no other family than the regiment of the 95th Rifles, whose green jacket he proudly wears.