But no word came from Vaudreuil and, about six o'clock, Montcalm mounted and, accompanied by Johnston, rode towards the town.

As he approached the bridge across the Saint Charles, the country behind the town opened to his view, and he presently saw the red line of British troops, drawn up on the heights above the river, two miles away.

Instantly, he sent Johnston off, at full gallop, to bring up the troops from the centre and left.

Vaudreuil had already ordered up those on the right.

Montcalm rode up to Vaudreuil's quarters, and, after a few words with the governor, galloped over the bridge of the Saint Charles towards the seat of danger.
It must have been a bitter moment for him.