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So the soldier moved carefully down to a shelter of rocks below the falls, opposite that place where Van Corlaer had watched the tide sweep up and drown the rapids. From this post he got a view of La Tour's small ship, yet anchored and safe at its usual moorings. No human life was visible about it.
"No, mynheer," breathed the girlish relict of Bronck, feeling her heart labor as she faced his eyes. "It is hard for a man to speak his mind to you." "It hath seemed easy enough for Mynheer Van Corlaer, seeing how many times he hath done so," observed Antonia, drawing her mufflings around her neck. "No. I speak always with such folly that you will not hear me.
"Did you leave Teunis and Marytje Harmentse well?" quavered Antonia, catching at any scrap. Van Corlaer stared, and answered that Teunis and Marytje were well, and would be grateful to her for inquiring. "For they also helped to hide this priest from the Mohawks," added Antonia without coherence. Marie could hear her heart laboring.
"Tell him," said he to Pierre Noir, "that we are all English, and that we are not afraid; and that if we are harmed, the armies of Corlaer will destroy the Iroquois, even as the Iroquois have the Illini. Tell him that we will go back with him to the settlements because we are willing to go that way upon a journey which we had already planned.
"Because Bronck's hand has been mislaid?" inquired Van Corlaer with shrewd light in his eyes. "Yes, mynheer," hesitated Antonia. He burst into laughter and Antonia looked at him as if he had spoken against religion. She sighed. "It was my duty to open the box once every month." Van Corlaer threw his hat down again on the step above. "Are you cold, mynheer?" inquired Antonia considerately. "No.
Strike at the root: when the trunk is cut down, all the branches fall with it. "Courage, Corlaer! courage, Kinshon! Go to Quebec in the spring; take it, and you will have your feet on the necks of the French and all their friends." Then they consulted together again, and agreed on the following answer to Ourehaoue and Frontenac:
He has only left the fortress to camp with his men at the falls. He will be here two more days, and to-morrow you must urge him to stay our guest." "Madame, I dare not see him at all!" "But why should you not see Monsieur Corlaer?" Antonia settled to the floor and rested her head and arms on her friend's lap. "For you love him." "O madame! I did not show that I loved him? No.
It was well known that she was in town. The beautiful Boston heiress was often enough the theme of discourse among the youth at Abel's rooms. "Is she really going to marry that Dinks? Why, the man's a donkey!" said Corlaer Van Boozenberg. "And are there no donkeys among your married friends?" inquired Abel, with the air of a naturalist pursuing his researches.
"Tell him," cried Pembroke, with a sudden thought, "that I am an officer of Corlaer, and that Corlaer bids the Iroquois to bring in all the prisoners they have taken. Tell him that the French are going to give up all their prisoners to us, and that the Iroquois must leave the war path, or my Lord Bellomont will take the war trail and wipe their villages off the earth."
"He wants to know," said Pierre, as the messenger at length stopped and began a harangue, "whether we are English or French. He says something about there being a big peace between Corlaer and Onontio; by which he means, gentlemen, the governor at New York and the governor at Quebec."
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