Vive le Roi! Vive le Roi!" "I trust he may, father; but, as you say, we shall have some hard work to do first.

Cathelineau and Charette will be before Nantes in a week's time.

I should have been with them had we not heard that a strong body of republican troops is to be stationed at Parthenay.

They say that Santerre is to command a party of Marseillaise, commissioned to exterminate the Vendeans." "What, Santerre, the brewer of the Faubourgs ?" "The same, Danton's friend, he who used to be so loud at the Cordeliers; and Westerman is to assist him," said Henri.
"Worse again, Henri, worse again; was it not he who headed the rebels on the tenth of August, when our sainted King was driven from his home ?" "Yes, the same Westerman is now to drive us from our homes; or rather to burn us, our homes, and all together--such at least is the task allotted to him." "God help our babes and our women!" said the old Marquis shuddering, "if they fall into the clutches of Santerre, and that other still blacker demon!" "Do not fear, father; have we not shewn that we are men?
Santerre will find that he has better soldiers to meet than any he brings with him." "Fear, Henri! no, for myself I fear nothing.

What injury can they do to an old man like me?
I do not even fear for my own children; if their lives are required in the King's service, they know how to part with them in perfect confidence of eternal happiness hereafter; but, Henri, I do feel for our poor people; they are now full of joy and enthusiasm, for they are warm from victory, and the grief of the few, who are weeping for their relatives, is lost in the joy of the multitude.