There is no man in the country strong enough for that!" There was a brief silence in the cabin while Poly relighted his cigar.
Ambrose had given no sign of being affected by Poly's tale beyond a slight quivering of the nostrils.

But Peter watching him slyly, saw him raise his lids for a moment and saw his dark eyes glowing like coals in a pit.

Peter chuckled inwardly, and said: "Tell us some more about her." Ambrose's heart warmed gratefully toward his partner.

He thirsted for more like a desert traveler for water, but he dared not speak for fear of what he might betray.
"I will tell you 'ow she save Michel Trudeau's life," said Poly, nothing loath, "I am the first to come down the river this summer or you would hear it before.

Many times Michel is tell me this story.
Never I heard such a story before.