And Nana, who had mounted up on the coach box, as though some power had lifted her thither, stood white and trembling and so deeply moved as not to be able to speak.

At her side Labordette smiled as of old.
"The Englishman's in trouble, eh ?" said Philippe joyously.

"He's going badly." "In any case, it's all up with Lusignan," shouted La Faloise.

"Valerio II is coming forward.

Look, there they are all four together." The same phrase was in every mouth.
"What a rush, my dears! By God, what a rush!" The squad of horses was now passing in front of them like a flash of lightning.