"But it is for you to decide what you wish to do.

Farewell." "Farewell, Captain de Galissonniere," said Robert, with the utmost sincerity.

"I hope no bullet of ours will touch you." The captain made a courteous gesture of good-by and slowly descended the slope, disappearing among the bushes in the gorge, whence came a fierce and joyous shout.
"That was the cry of the savages when he told them our answer," said Willet.

"They don't want us to surrender.

They think that by-and-by we'll fall into their hands through exhaustion, and then they can work their will upon us." "They don't know about that fountain, that pure, blessed fountain," said Robert, "the finest fountain that gushes out anywhere in this northern wilderness, the fountain that Tayoga's Areskoui has put here for our especial benefit." His heart had become very light and, as usual when his optimism was at its height, words gushed forth.