"Off with you, then!... But, of course, if you meet the bread on the road, you will return back with it."
"You bet!"
Charras ran to the stables, saddled his horse and set off at a quick trot. When he had got as far as Trappes he was stopped by an outpost of the rearguard, who blocked the road.
"Qui vive?" cried the sentinel.
"Friend."
"That isn't enough!"
"Why isn't it enough?"
"It isn't! Who are you?"
"Charras, first aide-de-camp to General Pajol, commander-in-chief of the Expeditionary Army of the West."