Farther on I think I can catch a glimpse of a green coat, and if I am right that coat is worn by one of Johnson's Royal Greens.

It's an ambush, Sol, an ambush meant for us." "But it's not an ambush intended for our main force, Mynheer Henry," said Heemskerk, whose red face began to grow redder with the desire for action.

"I, too, see the feather of the Iroquois." "As good scouts and skirmishers it's our duty, then, to clear this force out of the way, and not wait for the main body to come up, is it not ?" asked Henry, with a suggestive look at the Dutchman.
"What a goot head you have, Mynheer Henry!" exclaimed Heemskerk.

"Of course we will fight, and fight now!" "How about them blue plates ?" said Shif'less Sol softly.

But Heemskerk did not hear him.
They swiftly developed their plan of action.