d'Elbee is a good man; he has as much religion as though he were a priest himself." "And he must be a thorough royalist," said another, "or Father Jerome wouldn't walk with him at all." "You are right, too, my friend; M.d'Elbee is a great royalist.

He is the especial friend of our good Cathelineau." "The friend of Cathelineau and of Father Jerome," said a fourth, "then I am sure M.d'Elbee must be something out of the common way." "You are right again, he is very much out of the common way, he is one of our great generals," said Chapeau.
"One of our great generals, is he," said two or three at once.

"I knew he was going to Saumur," said Jean, "or Father Jerome wouldn't have walked so peaceable with him, great as he may be." "But if he is a great general," said Annot, "why has he no lace upon his coat; why doesn't he wear a sword and look smart like M.
Larochejaquelin?
At any rate he is a very shabby general." "He has a terrible long nose too," said another girl.

"And he has not a morsel of starch in his shirt ruffles, I declare," said a third, who officiated as laundress to the Mayor of Echanbroignes.
"I'm sure the republicans will never be afraid of such a general as he is.

You are joking with us now, Jacques.