There, my dears, that was the Great Emperor's way, our Emperor's father's little way." "But suppose they fired at us 'stead of at His Excellency ?" asked the mealman.
"Then, mealman, you'd settle your account for lightweights sooner than you want." Duclosse twisted his mouth dubiously.

He was not sure how far his enthusiasm would carry him.

Muroc shook his shaggy head in mirth.
"Well, 'tis true we're getting off to France," said the lime-burner.

"We can drill as we travel, and there's plenty of us for a start." "Morrow we go," said Lajeunesse.

"The proclamation's to be out in an hour, and you're all to be ready by ten o'clock in the morning.