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Tony Jadwin could read a little French, and in his labored manner he spelt out the two letters Dave had captured. By these they learned that the Frenchman was named Louis Glotte and that he belonged at Detroit, the settlement taken from the French by the English after the fall of Montreal. Both spoke of money to be made out of the English and were signed "Jean."
The trader then insisted upon knowing if an attack upon the trading-post was contemplated, and Glotte at last confessed that such was a fact. The man was a thorough coward at heart and willing to do almost anything in order to save his own life.
Again, they call for such strong accents, such deep and strenuous breathing, that the artist impersonating a hero or a god or goddess is put to a degree of exertion that is too great for human powers when continued for more than a very moderate period; besides, there is a temptation to a wrong use of the larynx a forcible coup de glotte, or attack that is exceedingly dangerous, and has injured many voices and ruined others.
"Do you think he really has the furs?" asked Henry. "I don't." "No, Henry. He came to report what we were doing. He is a spy. We'll see some more of them soon." Mr. Morris was right; half an hour later another Indian, accompanied by Louis Glotte, came into view from over the hill. "Open the gate! Want to trade!" cried the Indian. "Vat for you close ze gate, Meester Morris?" asked Glotte smoothly.
As soon as the Frenchman was inside of the stockade James Morris returned the ladder to its original position. "Don't you come too near!" he shouted to the Indian, and waved him away. "I'll keep an eye on him, never fear," said Sanderson, who was at one of the port-holes. "What want you of me?" demanded Glotte, as he gazed around at the armed English and Indians in dismay.
"I want to talk to you," replied James Morris. "Come into the cabin with me." More suspicious than ever, the Frenchman followed into the building slowly. Dave came after and so did Jadwin. "Now, Glotte, you can consider yourself a prisoner," said James Morris shortly. "Place your gun on that table, and your pistol also."
Glotte has disappeared and Bergerac has deserted us and gone over to the enemy " "He should have his neck wrung for him!" muttered Valette. "I agree. He has most likely told them everything. The English are in power " "But not for long, Jean, not for long!" "About that I am not so sure.
Teachers everywhere felt the need of some technical term to express the adjustment we are considering, hence the expression coup de glotte, which is not in itself necessarily either incorrect or for other reason to be condemned. All depends on the sense in which it is used, as we have already said.
In brief, the adjustment of the breathing and laryngeal mechanisms resulting in the adequate and suitable approximation of the vocal bands for tone-production constitutes the coup de glotte, or, as the author prefers to term it, the "attack." To get this perfect should be one of the aims of teachers and one of the ambitions of students.
Glotte viewed the coming of Sam Barringford with great astonishment. "How you geet avay?" he asked. "That is my business, Glotte," answered the old frontiersman. "I reckon you thought I couldn't do it, eh?" And he chuckled to himself. "Zat fellow ees a sharp one," was the Frenchman's comment. "He ees like ze flea to slip avay, oui!"
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