I'm bound to hunt up Willet and Tayoga, and we'll come by land.

We'll meet you before the heights of Quebec." Everything seemed to favor the northward voyage of the _Hawk_.

Good winds drove her on, and Robert's heart leaped within him at the thought that he would soon be back in his own country.

Yet he made little outward show of it.

The gravity of mind and manner that he had acquired on the island remained with him.