The anger was livid now. ?C?Remember whipping me??C?he asked. ?C?Whipping me till the blood ran? I remember, Jem. That?COs why I came back.?C? ?C?Listen, lad.?C? ?C?Don?COt you bloody lad me,?C? Sharpe said. ?C?I?COm grown now, Jem. I?COm a soldier, Jem, an officer, and I?COve learned to kill.?C? Richard?Cosoldier, hero, rogue?Cothe 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.