It may have been intended for you." Robert was silent, and the partisan did not ask him any further questions, but, being much disturbed, sent into the forest scouts, who returned presently, unable to find anything.
"It may or it may not have been a message," he said, speaking to Robert, in his usual garrulous fashion, "but I still incline to the opinion that it was, though I may never know what the message meant, but I, Charles Langlade, have not been called the Owl for nothing.

If it refers to you then your chance of escape has not increased.

I hold you merely for tonight, but I hold you tight and fast.

Tomorrow my responsibility ceases, and you march in the middle of Montcalm's army." Robert made no reply, but he was in wonderful spirits, and his elation endured.

His senses, in truth, were so soothed by the visible evidence that his comrade was near that he fell asleep very soon and had no dreams.