I thought we were as good as dead men
then. I'm sure I for one can't guess how we ever got out alive."
"And yet, M. Henri wasn't wounded," said Jean; "well it was wonderful.
After all, General d'Elbee must be right; Providence must give a shake
to a rebel's arm, just as he's firing, so as to send his bullet anywhere
but where it's meant to go."
"Yes," said Bourdin, "and it directs the shot of a royalist right into
a rebel's heart."
Well, if that be so," said Lolotte, "I'm sure I for one wouldn't like
to fight on the rebel's side. They must be wonderful brave men to hold
out at all, when Providence goes against them in that way."
"But they don't hold out, girl," said Jean, "they always run away; how
they did run, Bourdin, when M. Henri led us into the town, through the
broken wall; well, I believe they all thought at that time, the devil
himself was coming for them out of the moat."
"Only think, girls, three or four thousand men running away as fast as
their feet could carry them, from two hundred fellows, who hadn't a
charge of dry powder among them, and who were all themselves dripping
wet through; well that was fine.
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