'Simon, my friend,' I said--and I remember I was a little moved--'you have something still to learn, both as a soldier and a Huguenot.

Neither the one nor the other strikes at the back.' 'But if he will not fight ?' the lad retorted rebelliously.

'What then ?' It was so clear that our adversary gained an unfair advantage in this way that I could not answer the question.

I let it pass, therefore, and merely repeating my former injunction, bade Simon think out another way.
He promised reluctantly to do so, and, after spending some moments in thought, went out to learn whether the house was being watched.
When he returned, his countenance wore so new an expression that I saw at once that something had happened.

He did not meet my eye, however, and did not explain, but made as if he would go out again, with something of confusion in his manner.