“Quarter to twelve,” they said together.
“Good!” said Georges, “our watches agree; that is a good sign. Perhaps some day our hearts will do the same.”
“You were saying, general?”
“I was saying that it was a quarter to twelve, colonel; and that at six o’clock, before day, we must be twenty miles from here. Do you want to rest?”
“I!”
“Yes; you can sleep an hour.”
“Thanks; it’s unnecessary.”
“Then we will start whenever you are ready.”
“But your men?”
“Oh! my men are ready.”