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"
Qui
vive
?
"
"
France
,
"
was
the
reply
.
"
Le
mot
d'ordre
?
"
"
La
victoire
,
"
said
the
other
,
drawing
so
nigh
as
to
be
heard
in
a
loud
whisper
.
"
C'est
bien
,
"
returned
the
sentinel
,
throwing
his
musket
from
the
charge
to
his
shoulder
;
"
vous
vous
promenez
bien
matin
,
monsieur
!
"
"
Il
est
nécessaire
d'être
vigilant
,
mon
enfant
,
"
the
other
observed
,
dropping
a
fold
of
his
cloak
,
and
looking
the
soldier
close
in
the
face
,
as
he
passed
him
,
still
continuing
his
way
towards
the
British
fortification
.
The
man
started
;
his
arms
rattled
heavily
,
as
he
threw
them
forward
,
in
the
lowest
and
most
respectful
salute
;
and
when
he
had
again
recovered
his
piece
,
he
turned
to
walk
his
post
,
muttering
between
his
teeth
--
"
Il
faut
être
vigilant
,
en
vérité
!
je
crois
que
nous
avons
là
,
un
caporal
qui
ne
dort
jamais
!
"
The
officer
proceeded
,
without
affecting
to
hear
the
words
which
escaped
the
sentinel
in
his
surprise
;
nor
did
he
again
pause
until
he
had
reached
the
low
strand
,
and
in
a
somewhat
dangerous
vicinity
to
the
western
water
bastion
of
the
fort
.
The
light
of
an
obscure
moon
was
just
sufficient
to
render
objects
,
though
dim
,
perceptible
in
their
outlines
.
He
,
therefore
,
took
the
precaution
to
place
himself
against
the
trunk
of
a
tree
,
where
he
leaned
for
many
minutes
,
and
seemed
to
contemplate
the
dark
and
silent
mounds
of
the
English
works
in
profound
attention
.
His
gaze
at
the
ramparts
was
not
that
of
a
curious
or
idle
spectator
;
but
his
looks
wandered
from
point
to
point
,
denoting
his
knowledge
of
military
usages
,
and
betraying
that
his
search
was
not
unaccompanied
by
distrust
.
At
length
he
appeared
satisfied
;
and
having
cast
his
eyes
impatiently
upwards
towards
the
summit
of
the
eastern
mountain
,
as
if
anticipating
the
approach
of
the
morning
,
he
was
in
the
act
of
turning
on
his
footsteps
,
when
a
light
sound
on
the
nearest
angle
of
the
bastion
caught
his
ear
,
and
induced
him
to
remain
.
Just
then
a
figure
was
seen
to
approach
the
edge
of
the
rampart
,
where
it
stood
,
apparently
contemplating
in
its
turn
the
distant
tents
of
the
French
encampment
.
