Capture the admiral's ship and we can play the devil with the rest of them.

If not, we can die.
Or, if Gering lands and fights, he also must be ours.

Sainte-Helene and Maricourt know him, and they with myself, Clermont, and Saint Denis, are to lead and resist attacks by land--Frontenac has promised that: so he must be ours one way or another.

He must be captured, tried as a spy, and then he is mine--is mine!" "Tried as a spy--ah, I see! You would disgrace?
Well, but even then he is not yours." Iberville got to his feet.

"Don't try to think it out, Perrot.