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Dressed as you are, marching to attack the castle at Bord alone, and you call us crazy? muttered Father Leo. Well, now we are three fools. I grinned, my heart warmed. No. Alphonse sniffed and shook his head. No, we are not. Got anything good to eat? another voice called from the forest. Anything sounds good after these squirrels and lizards I've been chasing. Odo! I looked at the smith, dressed in his leather armor, carrying his mallet, one of Baldwin's purple and white cloaks slung around him. I knew you must be behind this, I said, attempting to look stern. Nah. Odo grinned. He indicated with his head. It washim. Behind him, the miller thrashed his way out of the woods. I told you this wasmy fight, I protested, feigning anger. You also told us we werefree , Odo shot back. So I figure this ismy choice. I faltered. I put you in charge, Georges. I left you with Baldwin. And four hundred men. So you did, didn't you? The miller winked. From down the road, the heavy rumble of footsteps now rose in my ears. Many people, marching. From around a bend, the first of them came into view. It was Alois, from Morrisaey, and three of his townsmen, carrying their axes and shields.