It was not the look of one who despaired.

Instead it was a flash of triumph, and the young Philadelphian wondered.

Had Robert seen a sign, a sign that had escaped all others?
He searched the forest everywhere with his own eyes, but he could detect nothing unusual.

There were the French, and there were the Indians.

There were the new warriors, and there were the three runners resting by the fires.
The runners rose presently, and the one who had come out of the north talked with Tandakora, the one who had come out of the west stood near the edge of the forest with an Abenaki chief and looked at the fort.