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           Hewaspermittedtopassthegrenadier,whowatchedovertheslumbersoftheFrenchcommander,withoutinterruption,themanmakingtheusualsalutewhichbetokensmilitarydeference,astheotherpassedswiftlythroughthelittlecityoftents,inthedirectionofWilliamHenry.Wheneverthisunknownindividualencounteredoneofthenumberlesssentinelswhocrossedhispath,hisanswerwasprompt,andasitappearedsatisfactory;forhewasuniformlyallowedtoproceed,withoutfurtherinterrogation.

           Withtheexceptionofsuchrepeated,butbriefinterruptions,hehadmoved,silently,fromthecentreofthecamp,toitsmostadvancedoutposts,whenhedrewnighthesoldierwhoheldhiswatchnearesttotheworksoftheenemy.Asheapproachedhewasreceivedwiththeusualchallenge—

           "Quivive?"

           "France,"wasthereply.

           "Lemotd’ordre?"

           "Lavictoire,"saidtheother,drawingsonighastobeheardinaloudwhisper.

           "C’estbien,"returnedthesentinel,throwinghismusketfromthechargetohisshoulder;"vousvouspromenezbienmatin,monsieur!"

           "Ilestnécessaired’êtrevigilant,monenfant,"theotherobserved,droppingafoldofhiscloak,andlookingthesoldiercloseintheface,ashepassedhim,stillcontinuinghiswaytowardstheBritishfortification.