I've trained him to be on the watch for it, because in a real combat it's sure to be fatal, unless it's parried with the swiftness of thought." "Then teach me," said de Galisonniere eagerly.

"We're a fighting lot here in Quebec, and it may save my life some day." Willet was not at all averse, and for nearly an hour he taught the young Frenchman.

Then de Galisonniere departed, cautioning Robert to sleep well, and saying that he would come early in the morning with his friend, Glandelet.
"His advice about sleeping was good, Robert," said Willet.

"Now roll into bed and off with you to slumberland at once." Robert obeyed and his nerves were so steady and his mind so thoroughly at peace that in fifteen minutes he slept.

The hunter watched his steady breathing with satisfaction and said to Tayoga: "If our bibulous friend, Count Jean de Mezy, doesn't have a surprise in the morning, then I'll go back to the woods, and stay there as long as I live." "Will Lennox kill him ?" asked Tayoga.
"I hadn't thought much about it, Tayoga, but he won't kill him.