But the sailors are very confident that that is what will happen." "I don't believe it!" cried Corinne, with flashing eyes.

"The English have always been masters of the sea; have they not won themselves the name of 'sea dogs' and 'sea rovers' even from their enemies?
The walls and guns of Quebec may prove too much for them, but not the navigation of the St.Lawrence." "So I think," answered Colin eagerly; "but that is what the men say.
"The French are always something overconfident and boastful, I think," said Corinne gravely.

"They like to win their battles before they fight them, and beat back the foe before he appears.
But we shall see--we shall see." Colin and Corinne were both much interested in the General of the forces, Monsieur the Marquis of Montcalm.

In addition to being a very excellent soldier--brave, capable, merciful, and modest--he was a very delightful and charming companion in any social gathering; and towards Corinne he showed himself especially tender, telling her, with the tears standing in his eyes, how much she reminded him of the little daughter he had left at home, Mirete; whom he feared he should never see again.
"For my aide-de-camp, M.de Bougainville, lately returned from France, has brought me sad news.

One of my daughters has died--he could not ascertain which; but I feel sure it is my little Mirete, who was always delicate and fragile.