That night, Briand and the others talked late into the night, all of them eager to know Shire's final outcome.
More precisely, they wanted to know the outcome of Shire's defeat.
At the same time, they also knew that new developments rarely occur at night. So, after presenting various strong arguments to assert that Shire couldn't possibly win, they ended their conversation at around three in the morning.
"Tomorrow," Briand told the others, "let's wait for some good news about Shire!"
Clemenceau and Major Durra smiled and nodded, understanding his intentions.
Briand didn't go home; his office had a rest room, and for someone living an ascetic life, it didn't matter where he slept.
Moreover, he hoped to receive the "good news" as soon as possible.
He had also informed Clemenceau and Major Durra that he was staying at the City Hall for this reason—they could notify him immediately with any new intelligence.
Content, Briand went to sleep with a smile on his face.
