Once he saw Montcalm, and once St.Luc, but neither spoke to him.
He and his comrades, the other prisoners, slept that night in the open, the weather being warm.

A blanket was allotted to every one by their captors, and Robert, long used to unlimited fresh air, preferred the outside to the inside of a tent.

Nothing disturbed his slumbers, but he expected that the French retreat would begin the next day.

On the contrary, Montcalm stayed in his camp, nor was there any sign of withdrawal on the second and third days, or on others that came.

He inferred then that the advance of Abercrombie had been delayed, and the French were merely hanging on until their retreat became compulsory.
He had been in the camp about a week, and as he saw no more of Garay he concluded that the man had been sent away on some errand.