"Will you give me more?"
"Oh! the Prince de Condé will pay the piper!"
"Gold! Ah, what a pity that the poor old mother cannot see it again; it would remind her of the times when there was plenty of gold!"
"She will see enough to sew the new quartermaster's stripes on your coat, which the Prussians have already sewed on your face."
"Quartermaster, general? Am I a quartermaster?"
"That is the rank which they have put upon your leave of absence."
"Faith, yes; there it is, every letter of it!" said Falou.
"Get ready to start."
"To-day?"