Indeed the incident is unique in history.
As Hamilton spoke he very naturally glanced up to where la banniere d'Alice Roussillon waved brilliantly.

Someone stood beside it on the dilapidated roof of the old blockhouse, and was already taking it from its place.

His aid, Captain Farnsworth, saw this, and the vision made his heart draw in a strong, hot flood It was a girl in short skirts and moccasins, with a fur hood on her head, her face, thrillingly beautiful, set around with fluffs of wind-blown brown-gold hair.
Farnsworth was too young to be critical and too old to let his eyes deceive him.

Every detail of the fine sketch, with its steel-blue background of sky, flashed into his mind, sharp-cut as a cameo.
Involuntarily he took off his hat.
Alice had come in by way of the postern.

She mounted to the roof unobserved, and made her way to the flag, just at the moment when Helm, glad at heart to accept the easiest way out of a tight place, asked Oncle Jazon to lower it.
Beverley was thinking of Alice, and when he looked up he could scarcely realize that he saw her; but the whole situation was plain the instant she snatched the staff from its place; for he, too, recollected what she had said at the river house.