As the lines filed by the men seemed weaker and more exhausted.

Stragglers were now passing, painfully drawing their raw and bleeding feet from their shoes.

Some had already freed themselves from these torture cases and were marching barefoot, with their heavy boots hanging from their shoulders, and staining the highway with drops of blood.

Although staggering with deadly fatigue, they kept their arms and outfits, believing that the enemy was near.
Desnoyers' liberality stupefied many of them.

They were accustomed to crossing their native soil, having to struggle with the selfishness of the producer.