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A woman! Ha! ha! ha!" But Marchas continued with extraordinary gravity: "I am not laughing; go and find the priest and tell him how we are situated, and, as he must be horribly dull, he will come. But tell him that we want one woman at least, a lady, of course, since we, are all men of the world.
Then the cure, Marchas, and I took a mattress into the room to lay the wounded man on; the sister tore up a table napkin in order to make lint, while the three frightened women remained huddled up in a corner.
He went out with me, still laughing, and left me, repeating: "That is capital; in half an hour at Bertin-Lavaille's house." I returned quickly, very much astonished and very much puzzled. "Covers for how many?" Marchas asked, as soon as he saw me. "Eleven. There are six of us hussars, besides the priest and four ladies." He was thunderstruck, and I was triumphant. He repeated: "Four ladies!
I saw the priest, who had remained in the dark hallway, and was laughing heartily, and I began to laugh in my turn, especially when I saw Marchas' face. Then, motioning the nun to the seats, I said: "Sit down, sister; we are very proud and very happy that you have accepted our unpretentious invitation."
The rain had ceased, and it was cold, very cold, and soon I heard the gallop of a horse, of a single horse, coming back. It was Marchas, and I called out to him: "Well?"
So I replied: 'Look here, Marchas, are you having a joke with me? "'I never joke on duty. "'But where the devil do you expect me to find any women? "'Where you like; there must be two or three remaining in the neighborhood, so ferret them out and bring them here. "I got up, for it was too hot in front of the fire, and Marchas went on: 'Do you want an idea? "'Yes. "'Go and see the priest.
At that moment, in the midst of greedy silence which kept us all attentive, the distant report of a shot came in at the open window. "I started to my feet so quickly that my chair fell down behind me, and I shouted: 'Mount, all of you! You, Marchas, will take two men and go and see what it is.
So I took ten troopers, and set out at about four o'clock and at five o'clock, while it was still pitch dark, we reached the first houses of Porterin. I halted and ordered Marchas, you know Pierre de Marchas, who afterwards married little Martel-Auvelin, the daughter of the Marquis de Martel-Auvelin, to go alone into the village, and to report to me what he saw.
"'The priest? What for? "'Ask him to supper, and beg him to bring a woman with him. "'The priest! A woman! Ha! ha! ha! "But Marchas continued with extraordinary gravity: 'I am not laughing; go and find the priest and tell him how we are situated, and, as he must be horribly dull, he will come. But tell him that we want one woman at least, a lady, of course, since we are all men of the world.
And at that moment, in the midst of that greedy silence which kept us all attentive, the distant report of a shot came in at the open window. "I started to my feet so quickly, that my chair fell down behind me, and I shouted: 'Mount, all of you! You, Marchas, will take two men and go and see what it is.
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