As far as John could see the army stretched to left and right over roads, hills and fields, but in the fields behind them the silent peasants went on with their work--in fields which the Republic had made their own.
"I think we take breakfast here," said Rougemont.

"War is what one of your famous American generals said it was, but for the present, at least, we are marching _de luxe_.

Here comes one of those glorious camp-kitchens." An enormous motor vehicle, equipped with all the paraphernalia of a kitchen, stopped near them, and men, trim and neatly dressed, served hot food and steaming coffee.

General Vaugirard had alighted also, and John noticed that his step was much more springy and alert than that of some officers half his age.

His breath came in great gusts, and the small portion of his face not covered by thick beard was ruddy and glowing with health.