“Indeed they will, Agatha.”
“But can they? They have not arms, nor practice in the way of fighting—they have no leaders.”
“We will take arms from our enemies. We will be apt scholars in fighting for our wives, and our sisters, and our houses. As for leaders, the man who is most fit shall lead the others.”
“And you, Henri—merciful Heaven! what are you about to do—will you take up arms against the whole republic?”
“With God’s blessing I will—against the whole republic.”
“May the Lord, in his mercy, look on you and give you his assistance; and as your cause is just and holy, He will do so. Whatever women can do, we will do; you shall have our prayers for your success our tears for your reverses, and our praises for your courage; and when you require it, as some of you will too soon, our tenderest care in your sufferings.” At this moment Marie de Lescure entered the room. “Marie,” continued Agatha, “you will help to succour those who are wounded in fighting for their King?”
“Indeed, and indeed I will,” said the bright-eyed girl, eagerly, “and regret only that I cannot do more; that I cannot myself be in the battle. But, M. Larochejaquelin, will the people rise? will there really be fighting? will Charles be there?”
“Indeed he will, Marie; the first among the foremost. Agatha asked me but now, who would be our leaders? Is there a man in the Bocage—aye, in all Poitou, who will not follow Charles de Lescure?”
“May the blessed Saviour watch over him and protect him,” said Marie, shuddering.
“But tell me, Henri;” said Agatha, “where will it commence—where will they first resist the troops?”