Two lanterns went aloft in the rigging of the _Sutherland_, and the signal for one of the great adventures of history was given.

All the troops had gone into boats earlier in the evening, and now they pulled silently down the stream, Wolfe in one of the foremost.
Robert sat beside Tayoga, and Willet was just in front of them.

Some of the stars were still out, but there was no moon and the night was dark.
It seemed that all things had agreed finally to favor Wolfe's supreme and last effort.

The boats carrying the army were invisible from the lofty cliffs and no spying canoes were on the stream to tell that they were there.

Robert gazed up at the black heights, and wondered where were the French.
"Are we going directly against Quebec ?" he whispered to Willet.