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"That is to keep 'em from connecting with those inlanders," whispered Godefroy, who knew the plays of his master's game better than I. "We can beat 'em single; but if Ben joins the inlanders and the Fur Company against us " Godefroy completed his prophecy with an ominous shake of the head. "My men shall not know you are here," M. Radisson was promising. "One," counts Gillam.
As he looked around my mind went back with a leap to the days gone by, to that hideous morning when my hot hand had struck a death-blow at my friend. It could not be he? And yet! I stared and stared. Yes; it was Godefroy de la Mothe, the friend of my youth, whom I had thought I had slain. There was never a doubt of it!
When he was in his carriage, M. Godefroy had decided to reward the finder of his child handsomely to give him a handful of that gold so easily gained. Since entering the house he had seen a side of human nature with which he was formerly unacquainted the brave charity of the poor in their misery.
An you shirk the pain of toeing the scratch, I'll make it a deal more painful to lag behind!" "But at night at night," roared Godefroy between blows. "The night knave," hissed out Radisson, "the night is lighter than morning with the north light. The night" this with a last drive "the night is same as day to man of spirit!
After he had thus nobly fulfilled his duty to himself and his country, M. Godefroy remembered what he had said to his child on the subject of Father Christmas, and gave his coachman the address of a dealer in toys.
By the dim light of a little oil lamp M. Godefroy could just distinguish a dresser from which a drawer was missing, some broken chairs, a round table on which stood a beer-mug which was half empty, three glasses, some cold meat on a plate, and on the bare plaster of the wall two gaudy pictures a bird's-eye view of the Exposition of 1889, with the Eiffel Tower in bright blue, and the portrait of General Boulanger when a handsome young lieutenant.
Half a mile away Godefroy hallooed aloud. A dozen New Englanders, led by the lieutenant, ran to meet us. "Where is Master Ben?" demanded the leader. "Le capitaine," answered Godefroy, affecting broken English, "le capitaine, he is fatigue. He is back voilá how you for speak it? avec, monsieur! Le capitaine, he has need, he has want for you to go with food."
"Keep quiet till I see," said I; but I never took my gaze from the green eyes of a great brute to the fore of the gathering pack. "But I feel them but I hear them!" shouted Godefroy, in an agony of terror. What gain to keep up pretence longer? Still holding the beast back with no other power than the power of the man's eye over the brute, I called out the truth to the trader. "Don't move!
But Godefroy, ever a dour-headed knave, must test the steel of M. de Radisson's mood. "D'ye mean me an' the pilot to risk crossing the marsh by night " But he got no farther. M. de Radisson was upon him with a cudgel like a flail on wheat. "An you think it risk to go, I'll make it greater risk to stay! An you fear to obey, I'll make you fear more to disobey!
"In council," whispered Godefroy, steering straight for the bearskin that hung flapping across the entrance. Bidding Jack Battle stand guard outside, we followed the Indians who had led us from the fort. Lifting the tent-flap, we found ourselves inside.
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