St.Luc has gone." The dark figure vanished from beside the trunk, and Robert saw only the lofty slope, and the whirling snow.

He passed his hands before his eyes.
"Did we really see him ?" he said.
"We beheld him alive and in the flesh," replied the hunter, "deep down in His Britannic Majesty's province of New York." "What could have brought him here at such a time ?" "The cause of France, no doubt.

He speaks English as well as you and I, and he is probably in civilian clothing, seeking information for his country.

I know something of St.Luc.He has in him a spice of the daring and romantic.

Luck and adventure would appeal to him.