They led them away kindly enough.
The lad who had first spoken pressed up to the side of Fritz.
"I will take care of you, and my uncle will heal your wound.

You remember how Corinne promised some day to return the good favour that you did us.

You are our guests; you are not prisoners.

My uncle, the Abbe, has said so, and no one will dare to dispute his word.

He is the Abbe de Messonnier, whom all the world loves and reveres.".