You hear ?" "We hear, Sire." "Good.

Whose division is yonder ?" "Mine, Sire," answered Marshal Ney, riding up and saluting.
"Ah, Prince," said Napoleon, riding over toward him.

"Michael," he added familiarly as he drew nearer, "I am confident that the Prussians have no idea that we are nearer than Troyes to them.

We must get forward with what we can at once and fall on them before they learn of our arrival and concentrate.

We must move swiftly." "To-morrow," suggested Ney.
"To-night." "The conscripts of my young guard are in a state of great exhaustion and depression.