Three fresh horses have been provided for us, for we ride without a stop to Paris.

Three soldiers will there take charge of the horses we ride.

When we go on you will follow quietly with the horses that you are now leading.

It will be impossible for you to keep up with us." Then they placed themselves at the head of their escort of dragoons, the lackeys fell in behind them, and they started at a fast pace.
"Do you know where the first relays are ?" one of the officers asked the sergeant in charge of the escort, after they had ridden three or four miles.
"The first is at Rethel, monsieur, the second at Rheims, the third at Chateau-Thierry, the fourth at Meaux." "Then we will ride on at once.

You have your orders ?" "Yes, sir." Whereupon the three officers quickened their pace.