Putting his finger on it, he sent it up, up, up, till it settled on the shores of Hudson's Bay.

Again he ran the finger from the St.Lawrence up the coast and through Hudson's Straits, but shook his head in negation.

Then he stood, looked at the map steadily, and presently, still absorbed, turned to the table.

He saw the violin, picked it up, and handed it to De Casson: "Something with a smack of war," he said.

"And a woman for me," added Perrot.
The abbe shook his head musingly at Perrot, took the violin, and gathered it to his chin.