nted the entire crushing out of
Protestantism in Germany, and the peace conference for the first time
began to work in earnest.

At last, after Bavaria had been wasted from end to end, and the duke
driven into exile, peace was concluded, the emperor yielding every
point demanded by France, as he saw plainly enough that unless he did
so Turenne's army would be at the gates of Vienna at the commencement
of the next campaign, and in October, 1648, hostilities ceased. Turenne
went to Munster and acted as the French negotiator in arranging the
peace, to which his genius, steadfast determination, and the expenditure
of his own means, by which he had kept the army on foot, had so largely
contributed.

CHAPTER XX: AN OLD SCORE

Hector was not present with the army during the last three campaigns of
the war. He had joined Turenne in April, 1646, and shared in the general
disappointment when the order was received that the army was not to
cross the Rhine, because Bavaria had promised to remain neutral if it
did not do so.

"I cannot think," the marshal said to him a day or two after he received
the order--for he had always maintained the same pleasant relations with
Hector that had subsisted between them in Italy, and placed the most
entire confidence in the discretion of the young colonel--"how Mazarin
can allow Bavaria to hoodwink him. Indeed, I cannot believe that he is
really deceived; he must know that that crafty old fox the duke is not
to be relied upon in any way, and that he is merely trying to save time.
'Tis hard indeed to see us powerless to move, now that the season for
campaigning is just opening, and when by advancing we could cut the
Bavarians off from Austria. As to besieging Luxembourg, it would be but
a waste of time, for before we could open a trench we should hear that
the duke has again declared against us, and we should have to hurry back
with all speed."

It was, indeed, but a fortnight later that the news came that the
Bavarians were on the move to join the Imperialists, and a fortnight
later it was known that the two armies had effected their junction.
Turenne at once collected his troops from the towns and villages where
they were placed, and marched to Mayence.

"I am going to send you to Paris, Campbell," he said on the evening
of their arrival there. "All is lost if the enemy, now united, throw
themselves upon the Swedes, and I have resolved to take upon myself the
responsibility of mar