Well, I should think now, Paolo, that when we have seen enough of Paris and we have journeyed down to Perpignan again, you will leave my service and buy a farm; you can afford a substantial one now." "What, master! I leave your service, where gold comes in in showers, and where one serves a master whom one loves?
No, sir, I am not such a fool as that.

I do not say that when the war is over I may not settle down in a snug home among the mountains of Savoy, but not until then; besides, I am but eighteen, and a nice hand I should make at managing a farm." "Well, get the horses ready at once and the valises packed.

You can put them on my spare horse.

The mule will scarce keep up with us, for we shall certainly travel fast, so you had best hand it over to someone who you think will treat it kindly." Twenty minutes later Hector, and two officers who had distinguished themselves especially in the battle, sat mounted before the tent that had now been raised for d'Enghien.

The young prince himself came out.
"Gentlemen," he said, handing the three sealed packets, "you will present these to the queen, who is now Regent of France, for Louis XIII died a week ago.