Lieutenant Juin pulls off his blindfold quickly and shouts. “Mon Dieu!” He grabs Teuns by the shoulders, and although he is a small man, his grip is quite painful. “Mon Dieu!” he shouts again. “No, they cannot take you, mon ami. They may not!”
Mon DieuMon Dieumon amiThrough a haze, Teuns looks at his young officer and says. “The lot has fallen on me, mon Lieutenant. I have to go.”
mon LieutenantJuin turns around slowly and looks at the woman standing there like a statue. A small smile is playing on her lips, and she tells Juin. “Fate has decided, mon officier, and fate has chosen wisely. Is this not the blonde devil that had broken my sister’s heart and betrayed her? A more fitting choice we could not have hoped for.” There is a pleading despondency in Juin’s eyes. She walks over to Teun
