We will remain together, Jean, come what may.

If all is lost, I will ask you to put a pistol to my head.

I would a thousand times rather die so than fall into the hands of the Blues, and either be slaughtered mercilessly, or thrown into one of their prisons to linger, until the guillotine released me." "I agree with you in that, Patsey.

Well, we will regard the matter as settled.

As long as the army hangs together, so long will we remain with it; after that we will carry out the plans we talked over, and make for the coast by the way which seems most open to us." The next day was spent, by Rochejaquelein and his officers, in going about among the peasants.