This Acadia is a desolate coast." There was a log opposite the one upon which they had been sitting and Robert took his place upon it easily, not to say confidently.

He felt sure that they would not fire upon him now, having perhaps nothing to gain by it, but he kept a calculating eye upon them nevertheless.
"And so this is Acadia," he said.

"I've been wondering what land it might be.

I did not know that we had come so far.

Acadia is a long way from New York." "A long, long way, Peter." "But you know the coast well, of course, captain ?" "Of course.