“I am not joking,” I said. “I beg you to believe that you risk having this part of your army captured.”
He looked at me attentively as I went on:
“Send out your scouts, and you will be convinced of it.”
Then he replied courteously: “I have sent. The road is clear. Don’t worry. I think you need to take care of yourself. At the first stop take a long rest. Good-bye, and thank you.”
He held out his hand to me, spurred his horse, and rode off.
The Effect of Fiam’s Foresight
CHAPTER XIX THE EFFECT OF FIAM’S FORESIGHT
As soon as we were alone I said to Fiam: