"I seem to feel a kindred spirit in him, but I don't think his prevision about not seeing us again is right, though his advice to look out for Tandakora is certainly worth following." They saw the Ojibway warrior twice that afternoon.

Either he concealed the effects of the wound in his shoulder or it had healed rapidly, since he was apparently as vigorous as ever and gave them murderous glances.
Tayoga shrugged his shoulders.
"Tandakora has followed us far," he said, "but this is not the ground that suits him.

The forest is better than a city for the laying of an ambush." "Still, we'll watch him," said Willet.
The evening witnessed the arrival at the Inn of the Eagle of two new guests to whom Monsieur Berryer paid much deference, Colonel de Courcelles and Captain de Jumonville, who had been on an expedition in behalf of His Majesty, King Louis, into the forests of the south and west, and who, to the great surprise of the innkeeper, seemed to be well acquainted with the three.
Robert, Tayoga and Willet were having their dinner, or supper as it would have been called in the Province of New York, when the two Frenchmen dressed in their neat, close-fitting uniforms and with all the marks of travel removed, came into the large room.

They rose at once and exchanged greetings.

Robert, although he did not trust them, felt that they had no cause of quarrel with the two, and it was no part of his character to be brusque or seek trouble.
De Courcelles gave them a swift, comprehensive glance, and then said, as if they were chance visitors to Quebec: "You've arrived ahead of us, I see, and as I learn, you find the Marquis Duquesne away.