“If it be so,” said Kennybol, “what is to be done?”
“What is to be done?” answered Jonas.
“I consider, friend Jonas, that we should do well to halt.”
“And better still, brother Kennybol, to retreat.”
“Halt! retreat!” exclaimed Norbith; “we must push forward.”
The two elders looked at the young man in cold surprise.
“Push forward!” said Kennybol; “and how about the Munkholm musketeers?”
“And the Schleswig lancers?” added Jonas.
“And the Danish dragoons?” continued Kennybol.
Norbith stamped his foot.