Tayoga or Willet, if they saw him, might recognize him, although Robert was not sure, but they, too, might keep silent.
For a little while, he wondered why St.Luc had come to the Virginia capital, a journey so full of danger for him.

Was he following him?
Was it because of some tie between them?
Or was it because St.Luc was now spying upon the Anglo-American preparations?
He understood to the full the romantic and adventurous nature of the Frenchman, and knew that he would dare anything.

Then he had a consuming desire for the eyes of St.Luc to meet his, and he bent upon him a gaze so long, and of such concentration, that at last the chevalier looked up.
St.Luc showed recognition, but in a moment or two he looked away.

Robert also turned his eyes in another direction, lest Tayoga or Willet should follow his gaze, and when he glanced back again in a minute or two St.Luc was gone.

His roving eyes, traveling over the crowd once more, could not find him, and he was glad.