A halt was made. The signal of attack was awaited; the two officers, the old captain and the young lieutenant, conversed in a low tone.
"And what do you want to do?" asked the captain.
"Break my sword."
"You will be taken to Vincennes."
"That is all the same to me."
"Most certainly dismissed."
"Possibly."
"Perhaps shot."
"I expect it."
"But there is no longer any time; you should have resigned yesterday."