"And you will give it to my brother yourself?"
"Yes, myself."
"Try to. Then you must tell him how I died, and he will say: 'I had a brave brother; when my turn comes I will die like him'; and, if his turn comes, he will die like me."
They had reached a point where two roads branched off; the main road led to the city of Auenheim itself, and the crossroad to the citadel.
"Citizen," said the captain, "if you are going, as you said, to General Pichegru's headquarters, that is your road. A good journey to you, and try to become a good soldier; you will be in a fine school."
Charles tried to speak, but his lips refused to form the words. He looked entreatingly at the prisoner.
"Captain," said the latter, "will you grant me a favor?"
"If it is in my power to do so."
"It only depends upon you."