Just a little corporal from Corsica; think of it! And so on; all jumbled but keyed with tremendous interest to the listeners and to Laura herself.

It was the golden age of opportunity, of reward, of sudden generals and princes and dukes.

All gone, nothing left but a few battle-flags; England no longer shaking in her boots, and the rest of them dividing the spoils! No! There were some left, and in their hands lay the splendid enterprise.
Quietly they had pieced together this sum and that, till there was now stored away two-million francs.

Two or three frigates and a corvette or two; then the work would go forward.

Only a little while to wait, and then they would bring their beloved chief back to France and to his own again.