He looked to where he had seen the Nell Gwynn in the morning, and there was never a light in view.

Then a twig snapped, and Bucklaw, the girl in his arms, came bundling out of the trees upon the bank.

He had sent Radisson on ahead to warn his boat's crew.
He saw Iberville as soon as Iberville saw him.

He knew that the town would be roused by this time and the governor on fire for revenge.

But there was nothing for it but fight.