You must forget that there is more than I have told you, for it will do you no good to remember." Expectancy died out of Philip's eyes.
"And yet I believe that what you are holding back from me is the key to everything." "I have told you enough, M'sieur--enough to make you see why we must fight." "But not how." "That will come soon," replied Jean, a little troubled.
The men were silent.

Behind them they heard the restless movement of the dogs.

Out of the gloom came a wailing whine.

Again Philip looked at Jean.
"Do you know, your story seems weak in places, Jean," he said.

"I believe every word you have said.