Do you see those lights on the horizon?
They tell us that the people of these communes are repairing to the cross-roads at the Croix d'Arcy, the general rendezvous.

Before two o'clock fifteen hundred men will be gathered there awaiting my father's commands.

Would you have him leave these men, whom he has called from their peaceful firesides, without a leader?
Impossible!" She evidently shared the madness of her lover and father, even if she did not share all their hopes.
"No, there must be no more hesitation, no more parleying," she continued.

"Prudence now would be the height of folly.

There is no more danger in a retreat than in an advance.