At night, although they built big fires, Langlade invariably posted a strong watch, and Robert noticed also that he usually shared it, or a part of it, from which habit he surmised that the partisan had received the name of the Owl.
He had hoped that Tayoga might have a chance to rescue him in the dark, but he saw now that the vigilance was too great.
He hid his intense disappointment and kept as cheerful a face as he could.

Langlade, the only white man in the Indian band, was drawn to him somewhat by the mere fact of racial kinship, and the two frequently talked together in the evenings in what was a sort of compulsory friendliness, Robert in this manner picking up scraps of information which when welded together amounted to considerable, being thus confirmed in his belief that Willet with the letter had reached the lake in time.

St.Luc with a formidable force had undertaken a swift march on Albany, but the town had been put in a position of defense, and St.Luc's vanguard had been forced to retreat by a large body of rangers after a severe conflict.

As the success of the chevalier's daring enterprise had depended wholly on surprise, he had then withdrawn northward.
But Robert could not find out by any kind of questions where St.Luc was, although he learned that Garay had never returned to Albany and that Hendrik Martinus had made an opportune flight.

Langlade, who was thoroughly a wilderness rover, talked freely and quite boastfully of the French power, which he deemed all pervading and invincible.
Despite the battle at Lake George the fortunes of war had gone so far in favor of France and Canada and against Britain and the Bostonnais.
When the great campaign was renewed in the spring more and bigger victories would crown French valor.