Excerpt from The Last Vendée, Vol. 2 of 2: Or the She-Wolves of Machecoul Maitre Jacques had resumed his usual seat on the trunk of a tree, and was peaceably conversing with Aubin Courte Joie, to whom he related the incidents of the capture he had made, with the same circumstantial particularity with which a villager tells his wife of a purchase he has just concluded at a market. Michel, who was naturally somewhat overcome by the affair and by his wound, was Sitting, or rather lying, on the grass. Petit-pierre, standing beside him, was gazing, with an attention not exempt from disgust, at the faces of the bandits; which was easy to do, because, having satis fied their curiosity, they had gone back to their usual pursuits, - that is to say, to their psalm-singing, their games, their Sleep, and the polishing of their Weapons. And yet, while playing, drinking, Singing, and cleansing their guns, carbines, and pistols, they never lost Sight for an instant of the two prisoners who, by way of precaution, were placed in the very centre of the Open. It was then that petit-pierre, withdrawing her eyes from the bandits, noticed for the first time that her companion was wounded. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.