Their giddiness carried them on, all were on the road, clanking their sabots, rushing forward. To Feutry-Cantel! to Feutry-Cantel! The cowards there were certainly four hundred in number and there would be fun!
Et le vertige les remporta, tous se retrouverent sur la route, claquant des sabots, se ruant: a Feutry-Cantel! a Feutry-Cantel! les lâches y étaient bien encore quatre cents, on allait rire!