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The Refugees

CHAPTER XXXIII
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By Saint Anne, I should be heavy-hearted if I came to any village between this and the Bluffs of the Illinois, and did not find my wife waiting to greet me." "Then she must travel before you." Du Lhut laughed heartily, without, however, emitting a sound.
"A fresh village, a fresh wife," said he.

"But I never have more than one in each, for it is a shame for a Frenchman to set an evil example when the good fathers are spending their lives so freely in preaching virtue to them.

Ah, here is the Ajidaumo Creek, where the Indians set the sturgeon nets.

It is still seven miles to Poitou." "We shall be there before nightfall, then ?" "I think that we had best wait for nightfall before we make our way in.
Since the Iroquois scouts are out as far as this, it is likely that they lie thick round Poitou, and we may find the last step the worst unless we have a care, the more so if these two get in front of us to warn the others." He paused a moment with slanting head and sidelong ear.
"By Saint Anne," he muttered, "we have not shaken them off.

They are still upon our trail!" "You hear them ?" "Yes, they are no great way from us.


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