"Ah, here you are, mon gars!" said Uncle George. "And where are they?" "Coming along. I saw them past Les Cagnons. How are they at Eperquerie?" "We left them at it, but they're scotched there. Will they try here, or go on?" "Dixcart, if they know their business. It'll be all hands to the pumps there, Uncle George. Four of us could hold the tunnel here against fifty."
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