Faith! soldiering grows tiresome, and besides, I had a job to settle over in this country.

Aha, Chili! You're a good girl! Give us our dinner at once, we're hungry.

You've no notion what an appetite one gets in the _maquis_.

Who sent us this--was it Signorina Colomba or the mayor ?" "No, uncle, it was the miller's wife.

She gave me this for you, and a blanket for my mother." "What does she want of me ?" "She says the Lucchesi she hired to clear the _maquis_ are asking her five-and-thirty sous, and chestnuts as well--because of the fever in the lower parts of Pietranera." "The lazy scamps!.