He had gone forward with the vanguard, exposing himself rashly, perhaps, and his life was the forfeit.

Immediate confusion in the Anglo-American councils followed, and Montcalm and his lieutenants had noticed the lack of precision and directness.
Robert did not see the French officers going to the council, but he knew that the French army meant to stay.

Even while the men were cutting down the trees he could not persuade himself wholly that Montcalm would fight there at Ticonderoga, but as the night advanced his last faint doubt disappeared.

He would certainly witness a great battle on the morrow.
He could not sleep.

Every nerve in him seemed to be alive.