Robert glanced at St.Luc, who could not fail to understand.

The chevalier was still smooth and smiling.
"Frontenac was a great man," he said, "but he has been gathered long since to his fathers.

Great men themselves make mistakes.

There was bad blood between Onontio and the Hodenosaunee, but if the blood is bad must it remain bad forever?
The evil was gone before you and I were born, Tayoga, and now the blood flows pure and clean in the veins of both the French and the Hodenosaunee." "The Hodenosaunee and Corlear have no quarrel." "Nor have the Hodenosaunee and Onontio.

Behold how the English spread over the land, cut down the forests and drive away all the game! But the children of Onontio hunt with the Indians, marry with their women, leave the forests untouched, and the great hunting grounds swarm with game as before.