"He's hull down in front of us now, and drawing full." "Well, we can't take the back track anyhow," remarked Amos.
"And yet how can we go on ?" said De Catinat despondently.

"This vindictive devil will give word at the fort and at every other point along the river.

He has been back to Quebec.

It is one of the governor's own canoes, and goes three paces to our two." "Let me cipher it out." Amos Green sat on a fallen maple with his head sunk upon his hands.

"Well," said he presently, "if it's no good going on, and no good going back, there's only one way, and that is to go to one side.