The fortunes of war must surely be yours at last," cried Corinne, with covert enthusiasm.
"Ah! here is the lake, and here is our boat.

Nay, come not further.
I fear lest hurt should come to you.

I thank you again with all my heart.

Perhaps the day will come when we shall see each other again.

I would fain believe that I shall meet again with Rogers' bold, chivalrous Rangers." "It may be--it may be," answered Stark, with a smile.