"The order."
"What order?"
"The Eagles of all the regiments and ships are to be sent to Paris to be destroyed."
"Impossible!"
"Nevertheless, it is true. They have taken them wherever they could lay hands on them. It has almost caused a revolt."
"And are you going to send this Eagle to Paris?" asked Marteau threateningly. "This Eagle for which I fought, this Eagle which I rescued from the Elster and the Aube, for which hundreds of brave men have died, this Eagle which has been in the forefront of every battle in which the regiment took part since the Emperor gave it into our keeping before Ulm?"
"What can I do?"
"I will throw it into the Isere first. I will destroy it myself before that happens," cried Marteau, s.n.a.t.c.hing it up and pressing it to his heart. "I have taken no oaths. I am still the Emperor"s man."
"Not so loud," said Lestoype warningly. "The men of the regiment may not all be true. You may be overheard."
"You and all the others have taken the oath of allegiance to the King?"
"What else was there to do? Soldiering is my trade. They offered us commissions; the Empire was dead; the Emperor banished. It was a living, at any rate."
"But I am free, I am not bound."
"You must, you will take the oath," urged Lestoype.
"How if he should come back?"
"He will not come back."
"Will he not? It is whispered everywhere," said Marteau. "I have not pa.s.sed an old soldier who did not voice the hope. It"s in the air.
"When the violets bloom," they say. Even the peasants whisper it. The imperial purple flower---- He will return."
"G.o.d grant it may be so."
"And we shall be ready for him, we who have not taken the oath, and who----"
"I am afraid I shall be a forsworn man, in that case," said the veteran, smiling grimly. "Should the Emperor again set foot in France his presence would absolve us from all vows. I only serve under the King"s colors because no others fly in France."
"Be it so."
"And you will be with us again in the regiment?"
"How can I?"
"Be advised," said the old soldier, laying his hand upon the arm of the younger, "we must keep together. We must keep our regimental organizations intact. The army must be ready for him. Take the oath as well nigh every soldier high and low in France has done, and----"
"Well, I shall see. Meanwhile, the Eagle there. You won"t give it up?"
"Give it up!" laughed Lestoype. "I feel just as you do about it, but we must conceal it. The Seventh, Labedoyere"s regiment, in garrison here, concealed their Eagle. At least it has not been found. There was a terrible to do about it."
"Do you vouch for the officer at the main gate? I had to tell him in order to be pa.s.sed. I know him but slightly."
"The Sub-Lieutenant Drehon."
"He is safe?"
"Beyond doubt. Meanwhile, you require----"
"Everything," said Marteau simply.
"The King"s paymasters are a long time in coming. We are left to make shift as best we can. But I am not yet penniless," returned the old Major. He threw a purse on the table. "You will be my guest. With these you can get proper clothes and uniform."
"And the boy?"
"I will turn him over to the men. They will be glad to welcome him.
He should have the Legion of Honor for rescuing the Eagle. But stop."
"What is it?"
"He won"t talk?"
"I have tested that lad. He will be as close-mouthed as the grave.
You understand, Pierre, you are not to say a word about the Eagle until I give you leave," said Marteau to his young comrade. "About our other adventures you can tell."
"I understand. Monsieur knows that I can be silent."
"I know. Good-by. I shall see you to-morrow. Now," began Marteau, as the orderly who had been summoned had taken Pierre away with instructions to see that he was clothed and fed, "let me ask some questions. Who was in command of the regiment?"
"I was until yesterday."
"And yesterday?"
"The King sent down an old officer to take the command, a Lieutenant-Colonel."
"And the Colonel?"
"Monsieur d"Artois."
"So that----"
"The Lieutenant-Colonel commands the regiment, which is now known as the Regiment Dauphine, the Comte d"Artois" own," said the Major, with fine scorn. "What a name to take the place of the Fifth-of-the-Line,"
he added.
"And Monsieur d"Aumenier?"
"Oh, he seems harmless enough. He is a trained soldier, too, of royalist days before the Empire. He even told me he had been at the school at Brienne when the Emperor was a student there."
"And who is with him?"