-That you and I stole the book of accounts. Between the road rob or steal the book of accounts, I prefer to steal the way.

-If the trade was a steal, would not society, ’said the Gascon.

– So what? ‘Said Martin.

-That would end the cities.

-For me, the cities are made miserable and serve for the strong men plunder Martin said violently.

‘That is an enemy of humanity.

Martin shrugged.

Shortly after midnight, the snow began to cease and Capistun gave the order to march. The sky had been crashed. The feet sank into the snow and there was a dead silence.

-Cantats, Friends, ’said the Gascon, who stand so much sadness and so imposed.

-We will hear, said Bautista.

– Ca!-Gascon and sang:

Oan! Oan! lus to darren deuan lus of which follow. Of darren Lus oan, oan, which will continue to trot can.

(Go ahead! Ahead, the front and the back will follow. The back, forward, forward, which will trot can!)