The two women, both weeping, were still exchanging adieus when Leigh said to Francois: "Ride on; the sooner this is over, the better for both." The man nodded.
"God bless you, young master! I will look after Marthe.

As soon as we get away from the rest, I shall get off and run by her side.

The horse would never carry two of us far." So saying, he touched the horse with his heel, and they rode off..