Tandakora was sitting on a fallen log, looking at the mainland.

As usual, he was bare to the waist, and painted frightfully.

Not far away a Frenchman was sleeping on a cloak, and Robert was quite sure that it was De Courcelles.

St.Luc himself was visible toward the center of the island.
He, too, stood upon a knoll, and he, too, had glasses with which he was studying his foe.
"The command of the water," said Rogers, "is heavily against us.

If we had only been quick enough to build big boats of our own, the tale to be told would have been very different." "And if by any means," said Willet, "we contrive to drive them from the island, they can easily retreat in their fleet to another, and they could repeat the process indefinitely.