Perhaps 'tis but the tongue of scandal wagging in this way, because it must wag in some way." Robert believed much meaning underlay the man's words, and he made rapid surmises.

Was de Courcelles trying to draw him out?
Did he know of the attack made upon them at the hollow beside the river?
Did he seek to forestall by saying the English were corrupting the Indians and sending them forth with the tomahawk?
All these questions passed swiftly in his mind, but the gift discovered so newly came to his aid.

His face expressed nothing, and smiling a little, he replied: "The tongue of scandal, sir, does indeed wag wildly.

The Governor of New York seeks at all times to keep peace among the Indians, and the fact that I am bearing letters from him to the Marquis Duquesne is proof of his good intentions." "I accept your professions," said de Courcelles, "as I trust you will accept my own assurances of amity and good faith.

Why should we discuss politics, when we are well met here in the woods?
We have a fairly good camp, and it's at your service.