"Well, we have Wolfe coming, and with him three gallant Brigadiers--Moncton and Townshend and Murray.

They all say that each one of these is as valiant as the great Wolfe himself, and as full of ardour." "And then our guns!" chimed in the third.

"Why, we have guns enough to batter down these old walls as children batter down their card houses! You know what English guns did at Louisbourg, Madame! Well, we have bigger and heavier ones coming from England--such guns as have never been seen in this country before; and such shells--why, you can hear the scream of them for miles.

You will hear them soon singing and screaming over Quebec if you try to hold it against Wolfe!" Corinne and Colin exchanged glances.

It seemed indeed to bring the thought of war very near when this sort of talk went on.