Monsieur Berryer, suave, deferential and full of gossip, informed them that the fame of young Mr.Lennox as a master of the sword had spread through the city in a few hours.

Brave and skillful young Frenchmen were anxious to meet him and prove that where Count Jean de Mezy had failed they might succeed.
"The young gentleman will not lack opportunities for honor and glory in Quebec," said Monsieur Berryer, rubbing his fat, white hands.
"In view of our errand here you must let all these opportunities go, Robert," said Willet.

"If we show ourselves too much some of these hot young French knights will force a fight upon you, not because they hate you, but from sporting motives.

But it would be just as bad for you to lose your life in a friendly duel as in one full of hate." Robert chafed, nevertheless.

The Inn of the Eagle was a good inn, but he did not wish to spend an entire day within its walls.