And without any attempt at concerted action, carried away by the same impulse, by the same desire for revenge, they all ran to the piles of bricks which stood near, those bricks for which the marly soil supplied the clay, and which were baked on the spot.
Et, sans s'etre concertés, emportés d'un meme élan, d'un meme besoin de revanche, tous coururent aux tas de briques voisins, a ces briques dont le terrain marneux fournissait l'argile, et qui étaient cuites sur place.