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On the road from Grandchamp to Plescop, a line of wagons were now visible, the tail of which was still hidden in the woods. This line was motionless; evidently some unforeseen obstacle had stopped it. In fact, about a quarter of a mile before the leading wagon they perceived the two hundred Chouans, under Monte-a-l'assaut, Chante-en-hiver, Fend-l'air, and Giberne, barring the way.
"Is that your number, colonel?" asked Cadoudal laughing. "You are a magician, general." "No; I am a poor peasant like them; only I command a troop in which each brain knows what it does, each heart beats singly for the two great principles of this world, religion and monarchy." Then, turning to his men, Cadoudal asked: "Who commands the advanced guard?" "Fend-l'air," replied the two Chouans.
"So that, if I deploy from Meucon to Plescop " "You'll bar the way." "That's all." Cadoudal called his four lieutenants, Chante-en-hiver, Monte-a-l'assaut, Fend-l'air, and La Giberne, to him, gave each of them fifty men, and each with his men disappeared like shadows in the heavy mist, giving the well-known hoot, as they vanished.
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