"Look!"  I exclaimed excitedly to Favart, pointing at the same moment across the water--"do you see that cloud of dust yonder?  That is undoubtedly the cauffle coming along the road; and we must hurry with our arrangements, or we shall be too late.  This way, Monsieur Favart, if you please.  Come along, lads!"  And I led them all at a rapid rate across the open space and into the compound belonging to the smallest barracoon.