Presently he found himself again associating Radisson's comrade with the vague terror in Jessica's face.

At last he saw the fellow come forth between two soldiers, and the woodsman turned his head from side to side, showing his teeth like a wild beast at sight of Iberville.

His black brows twitched over his vicious eyes.

"There are many ways to hell, Monsieur Iberville," he said.

"I will show you one.
Some day when you think you tread on a wisp of straw, it will be a snake with the deadly tooth.