Then Marthe believed that fate had sent her the aid for which she was praying. She could now do nothing more but trust to events.
CHAPTER IV
THE SACRED SOIL
"Bugler!... Sound the rally ... at the double ... and quietly."
It was Captain Daspry who now arrived, with a brisk gait, but with the grave and resolute face of a leader who is commanding at a solemn moment.
He said to Philippe:
"Is M. Morestal still unwell?"
Mme. Morestal ran out from the house: