full height, and her hands holding to her breast the crucifix.
They stood thus, waiting they knew not what, only resolute to show no cowardice and meet no shame.
Behind them was the dull, waning glow of the wood-fire on the hearth which had been the centre of all their hopes and joys; before them the dim, dark country, and the woestricken faces of their neighbours, and the moving soldiery with their torches, and the quivering forms of the half-dying horses.
Suddenly a voice arose from the armed mass:
"Bring me the peasant hither."
Bernadou was seized by several hands and forced and dragged from his door out to the place where the leader of the Uhlans sat on a white charger that shook and snorted blood in its exhaustion.
Bernadou cast off the alien grasp that held him, and stood erect before his foes. He was no longer pale, and his eyes were clear and steadfast.
"You look less a fool than the rest," said the Prussian commander. "You know this country well?"
"Well!"
The country in whose fields and woodlands he
