He sank back upon a chair, and hiding his face in both his hands, he said to the sergeant, in a low voice: "They must get some one else for this work, I am not the man I thought I was." He then rose and said, in a voice he vainly attempted should appear calm and dignified, "Sergeant, keep the prisoners in custody this night: I have changed my mind.

Be ready to march at four tomorrow morning.

We will have a bonfire to light us on our journey: see that there are plenty of faggots ready before you let the men sleep." The poor women were unable to raise themselves and walk away, when they were made to understand that they were not to die that night.

Some prayed, others screamed almost louder than before: one or two of them fainted, and continued fainting the greater part of the night: they were all of them taken into the house, and kept together in the kitchen surrounded by a guard.
"Citizen General!" said Denot to Santerre, stepping up to him after this scene was over; "I have performed my part of my engagement I believe." "Well, man, supposing you have; what do you want?
Are you going to grumble because I have not slaughtered the wretches you have betrayed to me ?" "Not at all, General; you know your own duty, doubtless.

I am going to return to Saumur, to which place I desire an escort for myself and this young lady." "By heaven I pity her!" said Santerre.