I should have said 'if I pass.'" Swords were still out, hands were clenched, arms were raised.
"Say the word and he dies where he stands," cried one.
"Gentlemen," said Lestoype sternly, "back, all of you.

Free passage for Monsieur St.Laurent.

Back, I say.

Let him go unharmed, as he came." "My orders were to request your presence before the Governor of the town immediately," said the aide.
"I attend him at once, young gentleman," returned the old soldier, seizing his cloak and covering his head with his chapeau.

"Gentlemen," he added, turning to the rest, "I leave the Eagle in your hands.
Before he departs let me say that Monsieur St.Laurent has borne himself like a brave man, a gallant officer, and a true gentleman.
Monsieur, you will not take amiss this heartfelt tribute from so old a soldier as I." "I thank you, sir, and you, gentlemen," said the young aide, surveying the men, their sudden temper abated, now looking at him with admiration, some of them with hands raised in salute.