The chevalier had thrown off his coat also, and he had swung an ax with the best.
"I am sorry, Mr.Lennox," he said, "that we have not had time to send you away, but as you can see, our operations are somewhat hurried.
Chance put you here, and here you will have to stay until all is over." "I see that you are expecting an army," said Robert, "and I infer from all these preparations that it will soon be upon you." "It is betraying no military secret to admit that it is even so.
Abercrombie will soon be at hand." "And I am surprised that you should await him.

I judge that he has sufficient force to overwhelm you." "We are never beaten before battle.

The Marquis de Montcalm would not stay, unless he had a fair chance of success." Robert was silent and St.Luc quickly went back to his work.

All day the men toiled, and when the sun went down, they were still at their task.

The ring of axes and the crash of falling trees resounded through the dark.