And I've got plenty of bear steaks already cooked for you." "God bless you, Mr.Black Rifle," said Grosvenor fervently.
"Amen!" said Robert.
Black Rifle showed them his lair among dense bushes, and, after they had satisfied their hunger, the bear, divided in equal portions among all, was stored away in their knapsacks, Grosvenor luckily having retained his own as the Indians had not deprived him of it.

They now had food enough for several days, and one great source of anxiety was removed.
"What had you found, Black Rifle ?" asked Willet.
"St.Luc has a big force.

He's throwing a sort of veil before Montcalm, while the Marquis fortifies to meet the attack of the British and Americans that all know is coming.

Perhaps the Lieutenant can tell us most about that force!" "It's to be a great one," said Grosvenor.
"And we'll go through to Quebec!" said Robert, his eyes flashing, his imagination at once alive.

"We'll put out forever the fire that's always burning in the north and give our border peace." "Easy, lads, easy!" said Willet.