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"No, indeed, the dream was too charming; and I hope to-night to dream again; therefore I refuse your majesty's obliging offer. If I sit up, let me at least have something to pay me for losing my dream. If your majesty will do as I said " "Enough, St. Luc. I trust Heaven will send you a dream to-night which will lead you to repentance."
The other nations too, except one, listened to him, though less than the Onondagas. The fierce and warlike Mohawks would have none of him, nor would they allow St. Luc to speak to them. Never could a single Mohawk warrior forget that Stadacona was theirs, though generations ago it had become French Quebec.
He disappeared with amazing speed and silence." Robert made a brief report the next day to Governor Dinwiddie, not telling that St. Luc and he had spoken together, stating merely that he had seen him, giving his name, and describing him as one of the most formidable of the French forest leaders. "I thank you, Mr. Lennox," said the Governor. "Your information shall be conveyed to General Braddock.
Luc was in the tent of Montcalm talking with his leader. The Marquis was in much perplexity. His spies had brought him word of the great force that was mustering in the south, and he did not know whether to await the attack at Ticonderoga or to retreat to the powerful fortifications at Crown Point on Lake Champlain.
"It's not an offer that I'd make to many young men," said Langlade regretfully. "In truth, I know of none other to whom I'd have mentioned it." When they took up the march the force numbered about fifty men, and Robert walked between Langlade and a stalwart Indian. St. Luc was further on. They did not seem to fear any ambush and Langlade chattered after his fashion.
"Till he was carried, M'sieu' le Cure and I've carried him." "Did you come of your own free will, and with a repentant heart, Luc Pomfrette?" asked the Cure. "I did not know I was coming no." Pomfrette's brown eyes met the priest's unflinchingly. "You have defied God, and yet He has spared your life." "I'd rather have died," answered the sick man simply. "Died, and been cast to perdition!"
"But if you went to Mass, and took your penance, and " "Yes, I know; they'd forgive me, and I'd get absolution, and they'd all speak to me again, and it would be, 'Good-day, Luc, and 'Very good, Luc, and 'What a gay heart has Luc, the good fellow! Ah, I know. They curse in the heart when the whole world go wrong for them; no one hears. I curse out loud.
Others, with their French allies, had gone down on the side of the forest, but most of the fallen had been taken away by their comrades. It was a victory for Colden and his men, but it left serious alarm for the future. St. Luc was still in the forest, and he might attack again in yet greater force.
Luc can come that way only; we have here more than one hundred and fifty good rifles; and in face of the storm of lead that we can send against him he cannot rush us. That is what the eyes and face of Dagaeoga say." "You're right, Tayoga, that is what my brain thinks, though I didn't know it was printed on my face.
"Here," cried Chicot, "the grease and the combs, I will try them too." "Chicot," said Henri, "your skin is too dry, and will use too much cream, and your beard is so hard, it will break my combs. Well, my son," said he, turning to St. Luc, "how is your head?" St. Luc put his hand to his head and groaned. "Imagine!" continued Henri, "I have seen Bussy d'Amboise." "Bussy!" cried St. Luc, trembling.
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