Then he bade goodbye to the governor and stepped out, almost upon the guard, who was sound asleep.

Looking round he saw Iberville's cloak, which its owner had thrown off in his sleep.

He stealthily picked it up, and then put Iberville's cap on his head.

Of nearly the same height, with these disguises he might be able to pass for his captor.
He threw the cloak over his shoulders, stole silently to the hatchway, and cautiously climbed up.

Thrusting out his head he looked about him, and he saw two or three figures bundled together at the mainmast--woodsmen who had celebrated victory too sincerely.