Make an inspection of any captures you may take, and waste no time in bringing hither worthless ones.

Now go.

I will see that each man's share of this is assured him.

March!" There were some shouts of "Vive la Republique!" some of "Vive le Captaine Charlot!" and so they poured out of the yard, and left him to give a few hurried directions to the ten men that remained.
"Sad invalids these, as I live!" exclaimed La Boulaye over his shoulder to his followers.

"Ha! There is my friend of the red redingote!" The fellow with the bandaged head had approached Charlot and was tugging at his sleeve.
"Let be, you greasy rascal," the Captain snapped at him, to add: "What do you say?
A Deputy?
Where ?" The fellow pointed with his thumb in the direction of the hostelry.
"Sacred name of a name!" growled Charlot, and, turning suddenly from the men to whom he had been issuing directions, he sprang up the steps and entered the inn.