“To-night.”
“When will he die?”
“To-morrow.”
“Go. See that three hundred men are ready to follow me in half an hour.”
Coeur-de-Roi went out as simply as he had entered.
“You see,” said Cadoudal, “the sort of men I command. Is your First Consul as well served as I, Monsieur de Montrevel?”
“By some, yes.”
“Well, with me it is not some, but all.”
Bénédicité entered and questioned Georges with a look.
“Yes,” replied Georges, with voice and nod.