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In this resolution he remained fixed, and in this frame of mind he received his truant sons on their return to Echanbroignes on the Sunday morning. They entered the village together with Chapeau, about nine in the morning, having been met about a mile from the town, by four or five friends, who escorted them back.
No I'm in no particular hurry." "Will you take a turn down to the mill, then, Annot? Heaven knows when you and I may walk to the old mill again; it may be long enough before I see Echanbroignes again." Annot made no answer, but she turned into the little path which led through the fields to the mill.
"No M. Denot." "He is in the great salon, with Santerre, and Father Jerome, and the Chevalier, and three or four of the lads from Echanbroignes." "Charles," said he, as he reached the door of the salon, "do you go in. You are better able to say what should be said, and to do what must be done, than I am. I will go up to my father.
"I am heartily glad to see so brave a soldier in my poor cabin!" and he gave his hand to Jacques. "And here be two other brave soldiers, Michael Stein, who, I hope, are also welcome to Echanbroignes; and this I will say, any father in Poitou might be proud to own them for his Sons: for gallanter fellows there are not in the whole army of La Vendee, and that is saying a long word."
The three hundred, who were immediately got together on the sounding of the tocsin in the village of Echanbroignes, would have been sufficient to have done the work without further assistance, for they were all well armed, and, by this time, tolerably well trained in the use of their arms.
When Chapeau had risen to some high military position, a field-marshal's baton, or the gold-laced cap of a serjeant-major, with whom could he share his honours better than with his dear little friend, Annot Stein? Jacques wanted her advice upon this subject, and he therefore rejoiced greatly that the path of duty was leading him this morning to Echanbroignes.
"But if he is a great general," said Annot, "why has he no lace upon his coat; why doesn't he wear a sword and look smart like M. Larochejaquelin? At any rate he is a very shabby general." "He has a terrible long nose too," said another girl. "And he has not a morsel of starch in his shirt ruffles, I declare," said a third, who officiated as laundress to the Mayor of Echanbroignes.
"If the ladies wouldn't think ill of going to Echanbroignes," said Jean Stein, "they would be safe there, and near at hand to learn all as it goes on at Durbelliere. I am sure father and Annot would do their best to make the ladies comfortable, as long as they might be pleased to stay there." After considerable discussion this plan was adopted.
The rebels beaten hollow, till they haven't a face to shew for themselves, and the King coming to La Vendee, to enjoy his own again; it will be a fine thing to see the King riding into the village of Echanbroignes to thank the gallant peasants, with his own mouth, for what they have done for him!"
Those from Echanbroignes will join us half-a-mile from the town. There will be above two hundred from Echanbroignes." "Will there? So many as that, think you?" "They will muster certainly not short of two hundred. Near seven hundred men will follow me into Coron on the evening of the 7th." "They will find provisions there in plenty meat, bread, and wine.
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