Eugene was not as hopeful as the rest. He had had enough of valiant words, and was longing for valiant deeds.
"We must advance into France," said he, when the generals next assembled in council. "We must retaliate upon the people the persecutions of their army in Germany and Italy. We must enter by the pass of Barcelonetta, which for the present is unguarded. Before troops can arrive to succor the garrison, we shall have taken several more posts of importance."
"But should we take, will we be able to hold them?" asked Victor
Amadeus, affecting wisdom.
Eugene's large eyes looked searchingly into the sealed book of his cousin's shrewd countenance.
"Your highness," replied he, "above all things let us have confidence in ourselves, and let us place some trust in the fortunes of war."
"Catinat is very sagacious," observed General Laganny, the leader of the Spanish forces. "As soon as we move in the direction of Barcelonetta, he will re-enforce the garrison."
"Then so much the more necessity for speed on our part," cried Eugene. "We must mislead the enemy, and make a feint on Pignerol. To this end, let us send a corps of observation into Piedmont, while we order a detachment of dragoons and infantry to possess themselves in all haste of the pass."
The Duke of Savoy looked thoughtful, and there was profound silence among the members of the war council. After a pause of some duration, Victor Amadeus raised his head, and gave a long searching look at the excited countenance of his cousin.
"The Prince of Savoy is right," said he, at length. "We must avenge our wrongs, and carry the war into France. Our way lies through the vale of Barcelonetta, and we must move without delay."
The face of Eugene was so lit up by joy that his cousin smiled, and gave him a significant look.