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you got,” said the Mayor with his kind voice.
They said they were very sorry he was
leaving, but would not hear of any other
course. Everything was already arranged
for his start: provisions had been put in his
haversack and a boy was to take him a short
cut across the hills. They were to leave as
soon as it was still in the Presbytery, and he
ought to reach St. ——, still believed to
be held by the French, early next morning.
He said he felt almost ashamed to leave his
two kind friends and those poor wounded in
the church.
“You know well that in a day or two there
will not be one of them left there,” said the
Mayor, “and as to us two old men, they
won’t do any harm to us.”
“We are in God’s hands,” said the Curé.
“And Josephine?” asked the Doctor.
“I have already sent word to my wife
she is to sleep in our house, and stay with us
as long as they are here.”
Seeing his hesitation, the Mayor took out
of his pocket a sealed envelope and said in a
low voice:
“It is of the utmost importance that this
letter from the Commandant of Fort
Vendôme, which was brought to me an hour ago
by an old woman, should be delivered as soon
as possible to the General in command. I
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