But my eyes were full of blood, and my senses were well nigh failing.

It was only by degrees I came to know who had saved my life.

I shall never forget it, though I cannot say what is in my heart." He held out his hand first to one and then to the other of his comrades, and they grasped it warmly.

Roche lifted his right hand and shook it upwards.
"May Heaven give me the chance to revenge this day's work upon the foes of England! May the time come when France shall drink deep of that cup of suffering and humiliation which she has caused us to drink withal; and may I be there to see!" And yet, before many months had passed, Roche and his companions had reason to know that their foes could be chivalrous and generous to an enemy in distress.
The comrades lay in close hiding for many days, until the work of demolishing the hapless fort had been accomplished, and the French, together with their savage allies, had withdrawn back to their own lines at Ticonderoga.
There was no dash made upon Fort Edward, as might well have been the case.

Satisfied with what he had accomplished, and under orders to permit the Canadian troops to return home in time to gather in the harvest, the Marquis de Montcalm withdrew his forces when his task was finished.