Caron, your health!" He drained his glass, and laughed softly to himself as he set it down.
"Do you trust your men ?" asked La Boulaye.
"Eh?
Trust them?
Name of a name! They know me.

I have placed the ten most faithful ones on guard.

They answer to the rest of us with their necks for the safety of their charge.

Come hither, Caron." He rose somewhat unsteadily, and lurched across to the window.

La Boulaye followed him, and gazing out under his indication, he beheld the coach by the blaze of a fire which the men had lighted to keep them from freezing at their post.
"Does that look secure ?" "Why, yes--secure enough.