But, tell me Arthur, why have you and Henri, those red handkerchiefs tied round your waist?
Chapeau has one too, and those other men, below there." "That's our uniform," said Arthur.

"We are all red scarfs; all the men who clambered into Saumur through the water, are to wear red scarfs till the war is over; and they are to be seen in the front, at every battle, seige and skirmish.

Mind, Agatha, when you see a red scarf, that he is one of Henri Larochejaquelin's own body-guard; and when you see a bald pate, it belongs to a skulking republican." "Are the republicans all bald then ?" said Agatha.
"We shaved all we caught at Saumur, at any rate.

We did not leave a hair upon one of them," said Arthur, rejoicing.

"The red scarfs are fine barbers, when a republican wants shaving." "Is Charles badly wounded ?" asked Agatha.
"His arm is broken, and he remained in action for eight hours after receiving the wound, so that it was difficult to set; but now it is doing well," said Henri.
"I should have offered him my services before this: at any rate I will do so now; but Henri I have a thousand things to say to you; do not expect to go to bed tonight, till you have told me everything just as it happened," and Agatha hurried away, to give her sweet woman's aid to her wounded cousin, while Henri went into his father's room.
"Welcome, my hero! welcome, my gallant boy!" said the old man, almost rising from his chair, cripple as he was, in his anxiety to seize the hand of his beloved son.
"I have come home, safe, father," said Henri, "to lay my sword at your feet." "You must not leave it there long, Henri, I fear, you must not leave it there long; these traitors are going to devour us alive; to surround us with their troops and burn us out of house and home; they will annihilate the people they say, destroy the towns, and root out the very trees and hedges.