"The sentiments you express, General, are too noble for me to attempt to discuss them."
"Thanks, let us quit this subject and return to what we were saying; I do not wish by my fault to entail the destruction of the capital, and expose it to the sanguinary horrors of pillage, which always follow the capture of a besieged city. I know Juárez's guerillas, the bandits who compose them would cause irreparable misfortunes if the city were handed over to them, they would not leave one stone on the other, be assured my friend."
"Unfortunately, that is only too probable, General, but what do you propose doing? What is your plan? Of course you do not intend to surrender to your enemies?"
"I had that thought for a moment, but gave it up: this is the plan I have formed, it is simply—to leave the city with 6000 men, the elite of my troops, march straight on the enemy, surprise and beat them in detail, ere the different corps have had time to effect their junction."
"The plan is really very simple, General; and in my opinion offers great chance of success."
"Everything will depend on the first battle. Gained—I am saved: lost—everything is hopelessly lost."
"God is great, General; victory is not always with the heavy battalions."
"Well, live and learn."
"When do you propose carrying out your plans?"
"In a few days; for I require time to prepare it. Before ten days I shall be in a position to act, and will immediately quit the city. I can reckon on you, I suppose?"