Then, with a shrug of the shoulders, he adds—
"His own fault, idiot as he was!"
Parvis does not understand the meaning of a funeral oration.
A straggler comes creeping up through the beetroots.
"A little more quickly!" exclaims the lieutenant. "Do you want me to come and fetch you?"
The man makes a sign that he is utterly exhausted.
"Are you wounded?"
He shakes his head, indicating that he is not.
Reymond looks at him.