The growers are all afraid to send their wine to market; for many of these armed bands are no better than brigands, and think much more of robbing, and plundering, than they do of fighting.

I suppose, by your looks, you are going to take service with some lord or other ?" Jacques repeated the usual tale.
"Well, well, every man to his liking," the landlord said; "but for my part, I can't think what Frenchmen want to fly at each others' throats for.

We have got thirty soldiers quartered in the village now, though what they are doing here is more than I can imagine.

We shall be glad when they are gone; for they are a rough lot, and their leader gives himself as many airs as if he had conquered the place.

I believe they belong to a force that is lying at Bazas, some five leagues away.