in relief.
"Of course. I'll definitely be back."
And so it happened that Oscar came to the barracks only in civilian clothes.As long as she could, she looked after her troop.
And the soldiers tried to read her every wish from her eyes.

"Oscar, I told you about the party on Place de Mars."
André ran down the stairs.
"It should take place on July 14th. So in two days."
Oscar lolled as best he could in the armchair.
"Oh, is this the federation festival on the anniversary of the Bastille conquest?"
Rosalie put down the freshly made chocolate.
"Bernard said that the members of the National Assembly should also be present."
Since Rosalie had found out about Oscar's pregnancy, she was back with her more often and helped her in everyday things that Oscar now found increasingly difficult.
"I would love to go there. Girodelle told me that thousands of National Guardsmen from all over the country came to celebrate here."
André wanted to start replying something, but Oscar immediately choked him off.
"It's not too dangerous for me. I can take care of myself.And also on our child. "
She rolled her eyes.
"I don't have to be in the middle of the fray. After all, I now know how painful kicks in the stomach are. Honey, I'll be careful."
She tried to pull herself up from the chair as elegantly as possible and hugged André.
"Come on, let's go."
She pressed it against her rather round belly.
"I'm not sick, just pregnant."
André gave in with a sigh.
"All right, but we're staying in the background."
Oscar patted him on the cheek.
"Promised!"
And so the festival came on.
On the day of July 14, 1790, all of Paris and 60,000 National Guardsmen from all over France poured into the Place de Mars.
"Ah, Oscar, you are here too! How are you?"
Alain rode up to the two of them.
"Hello Alain, nice to see you. Thank you, we're fine. Everything is getting a bit more difficult and I'm starting to feel like an elephant, but I'm fine."
Alain smiled.
"Then I can compliment you that you are the prettiest elephant I've met so far."Oscar had to laugh.
André ground.
"How much has it been so far?"
"What?"
"How many elephants?"
Oscar took André in his arms.
"What? Jealous? At least he's complimenting me."
Alain indicated a bow.
"I think I'd better withdraw then. We now want to swear the oath of allegiance to the nation, the law and the king at the 'Altar of the Fatherland' with the National Assembly and solemnly commemorate the fraternization of the French nation."
Suddenly Alain turned his horse.
"You should actually come with us, Oscar. If you swear an oath on the nation, the law and the king, everyone will do the same. Because you are a leading figure for the people and the soldiers."
Oscar looked down at himself uncertainly.
"Alain, I can't possibly ..."
By now, bystanders had noticed who was lingering among them.
"That's Oscar Francois de Jarjaye."
"Yeah, just look how pretty she is in her condition.""Enviable, I didn't look half as gorgeous when I had my first child."
"Well, she's an angel too."
Alain got off his horse and offered Oscar his hand.
"Come on, nice commander on maternity leave. I'll escort you to the altar."
Oscar laughed at his help.
Alain made his way, but it was made very easy for him as the people immediately backed away when they saw Oscar by his side.
"Citizens of Paris!"
Bernard stood on the pedestal in front of the altar, on which was a book.
"In this document we sign the oath on the nation, the law and the king."
He took the book and handed it to Robespierre.
"But that is…"
Oscar couldn't place the face exactly.
"This is Robespierre. During the attack on the Bastille, he drew your attention to the cannons. He is a member of the National Assembly."
Alain let go of her hand and climbed onto the pedestal.
"I found Oscar and brought her up here.If she signs first, all of Paris will follow. "
Robespierre and Bernard beamed.
"You did wonderfully. But only if she really wants to."
Bernard was worried.
"Don't worry, I was really able to convince her, otherwise she wouldn't have come either. You know that as well as I do. She always had a mind of her own."
Robespierre turned back to the crowd.
It is a great honor for me to say to you that Oscar Francois de Jarjaye will be the first to sign this document. "
A murmur went through the crowd.
"That's the commander of the National Guard."
"Yes, she is in good anticipation. They say the child will come in September."
"If she signs, then we can also sign with confidence."
Oscar stood in front of the altar and took the pen in his hand.
"To the nation, to the law, and to the king."
The crowd cheered as they signed.
Little did she know that her father was among those present."My daughter, I am so proud of you."
With tears in his eyes he rode to Versailles.

The birth was approaching.
Oscar was getting more and more nervous.
One day Bernard came to their home excitedly.
After knocking, he opened the door himself
"Oscar, André! The titles of nobility! They have been abolished!"
Oscar was just rolling down the stairs and André wanted to go to the door at the knock.
He stayed there as if rooted to the spot.
"Bernard. You ..."
Bernard closed the door.
"Sorry for bursting in like this. But I thought you didn't hear it."
André grinned.
"We already heard ..."
"It couldn't be overheard either!"
Threw in Oscar.
"But you can no longer count on my wife in such situations."
André continued.
"And it may take some time before I can get to the door from anywhere else."
Oscar had reached the end of the stairs and gave André an indignant look.
"Well, who do I have to thank for these dimensions?"They had to laugh.
"Oh my darling, you really are the most magical cannonball I've ever seen."
Oscar put her hands on her stomach.
"Just wait until I'm on my own again, then you'll get everything back."
She came back to the old subject.
"So the titles of nobility have been abolished. Then, at least in terms of form, all people in France are the same."
She sat down on a chair.
"How will my father react to that?"
Sighing, she leaned back.
"He's really from the old nobility now. Can he cope with that?"
André kissed her stomach.
"Don't worry. You are his daughter. He has the same thick head as you. He will get over it."
He looked her in the eye.
"Your parents wanted to come over tomorrow. You can convince yourself of his condition."
Oscar nodded.
"You're right."
She straightened up again.
Somehow there is no longer a comfortable sitting position. Standing is also almost impossible and lying down you can't breathe.I should try a headstand ... "
Bernard had to laugh.
"Poor you. Rosalie wanted to stop by today. Is that okay?"
Oscar's eyes lit up.
"But Bernard. You know you are both welcome at any time. I would be happy when she visits me."

Oscar was home alone at the end of August.
André, Bernard and Alain attended a meeting where members of the National Assembly discussed the future of France.
Looking forward to a good morning, she got up, got ready, and sat in the kitchen.
Some of the child's movements were so painful that she started panting.
"Well, you are a little monster to me. You have absolutely no consideration for your poor mother."
She called her grandmother.
"Do you have another hot chocolate? I need something sweet."
Grandmother whirled around in the kitchen.
"Oh dear, we don't have any more. We haven't used as much as in the last nine months for a long time!"She blinked her eyes.
"Don't worry, my dear. I'm going to buy some, curse."
Oscar looked startled.
"Don't worry, I'll be right back."
Grandmother reassured her.
"I'll go quickly to Rosalie's and ask her to check on you while."
Oscar leaned back in relief.
"You know, I'm always afraid that it'll start right then when you're not there."
Her look became frightened.
"And I do need you."
Grandmother ran her hair lovingly.
"My child, I am always there for you as long as I live."
She packed some things and left the house.
Oscar sighed exhausted and fell restlessly asleep.
After a while how long she had slept, she didn't know, she startled.
Panting, she doubled over in great pain.
"My God, it starts. And nobody is there. André ..."
Again she felt a sharp pain.
"Please, come home. I ..."
She tried to get up.
"So this is a woman's pain."Shivering, she felt her way along the wall.
"There is nothing against stab and gunshot wounds ..."
Groaning, she fell to her knees.
"... these injuries are inflicted from the outside. They eventually go away. But this pain comes from within. And it just keeps getting worse."
With an effort she felt her way towards the door.
"My God, André ..."
Shaking with convulsions, she slumped to the floor when the door opened.
"Oscar, it's me. Rosalie!"
She closed the door.
"Your grandmother came to see me ... Oh God, Oscar !!!"
Horrified, she saw Oscar crouching on the floor.
"Rosalie, thank God!"
She tried to straighten up, but failed.
"Please run quickly and get André."
Rosalie hesitated.
"No, I can't leave you alone."
Tears welled up in her eyes.
She saw Oscar suffer and couldn't help her.
"I'll get a doctor."
Oscar whimpered.
"Please, get André ..."
Weeping, Rosalie ran into the street.
Halfway there came Alain, André and Bernard to meet her."Honey, Rosalie, what happened?"
Bernard hugged his sobbing wife.
"Oscar! It's starting! Your grandmother went shopping and asked me to stay with Oscar for as long as I could. When I got to your house, she was lying on the floor and was in terrible pain. André, she wanted me to fetch you." go. "
Rosalie wiped her tears with a sniff.
"I'll run to her at once."
André ran off.
Alain looked at Bernard.
"You go to Oscar's doctor with Rosalie and