It was really kind of you, Achille, to sit down there in the middle of the trail, beside a fire that was sure to serve as a beacon, and wait for us to come.

It reflects little credit, however, on your skill as a woodsman, and, from sheer kindness of heart, we're not going to let you stay out in the forest after dark." Garay turned a frightened look upon him.

It was mention of the bullet in Albany that struck renewed terror to his soul.

But Robert, ordinarily gentle and sympathetic, was not inclined to spare him.
"As I told you," he continued, "Tayoga and I are disposed to be easy with you, but Willet has a heart as cold as a stone.

We saw you going to the French and Indian camp, and we laid an ambush for you on your way back.