"To Bretagne, to rejoin my companions."
"You are mad, my dear fellow; they are all condemned and may be executed in two or three days."
"You are right," said Gaston.
"Go to Flanders," said La Jonquiere, "it is a pleasant country; in fifteen or eighteen hours you can reach the frontier."
"Yes," said Gaston gloomily; "thank you, I know where I shall go."
"Well, good luck to you," said Dubois, getting into his carriage.
"The same to you," said Gaston.
They grasped each other's hands, and then each went his own way.