M. de Montmorency, as always, led large suite of gentlemen and pages. Among these pages Galaor was wearing a hat with red feathers and mounted on a black horse.

As he passed the young man’s shoulder touched Richelieu Latil.

“It is possible, said the latter, but without wanting to say.

Richelieu frowned, his eyes darted lightning in the direction of the Duke, and, putting his horse to gallop, he took the head of the column, preceded only scouts, at that time was called the lost children.

He was dressed in his usual dress of war, wore armor under his doublet a dead leaf enriched with a small gold embroidery, a feather floating on his hat, but as a moment to the next one could meet the enemy, marched before him two pages, one for his gauntlets, the other his helmet at his side, stood two pages by the bridle a runner of great price. Cavois and Latil, that is to say 252 captain and his lieutenant of the guards, walked behind him.

After one hour of walking, they reached a small river that Cardinal had needed to probe the day before, so no worry, he drove the first horse to water, and first arrived there without any accident to the other side.

While the army crossed the river, a torrential rain began to fall, but without worrying about the rain, the cardinal continued his march. It is true that it would have been difficult to shelter an army in small isolated houses that met on the road. But the soldier who does not care about impossibilities, began to whisper and give the Cardinal to the devil. These complaints were pronounced loud enough for the cardinal did not miss a syllable.