They were ignorant fellows of the baser sort, half-mad, starving, ferocious peasants, little better than brute beasts, made so by the war.
"An order came for them.

They marched away, leaving a company of other soldiers like those yonder." He pointed to the men on the floor.
"And what became of them ?" "There was an attack from the woods at night--a little handful of French soldiers.

They beat them off and followed them down the road.
They have been gone half an hour.

We heard the firing.

We came out thinking to plunder the train.