sket and horn, "is
everything ready?"

"Everything, M'sieu."

"Where is Guerin?"

"I have not seen him, M'sieu."

Menard turned to the priest.

"Good-morning, Father. You are on time, I see; and that is more than
we can say for Danton. Where is the boy?"

"He has gone for Mademoiselle St. Denis, Captain. He was here before
the sunrise, checking up the stores."

"Learning to work, is he? That is a good sign. And how about yourself?
Did you pick up anything yesterday?"

"Yes," replied the priest. "I enquired at the Mission about Teganouan
and his companions."

"Well?"

"Nothing is known of them. Teganouan had been one of the worst
drunkards among the Onondagas, and his conversion, a year ago, was
thought to be one of our greatest victories for the faith. His
penances were among the most complete and purging ever--"

"And the others?"

"Just before I left the Mission for Quebec, Teganouan went on an
errand to the city and fell among some of our fellow-countrymen who
were having a drinking bout. For a few days after that he wavered, and
fell again. Once afterward he was seen in company with two low
fellows, _coureurs de bois_, who have since been confined under
suspicion of communicating with the enemy."

"He has returned to the Mission, then?"

"No, he disappeared some time ago. They do not know the Long Arrow. I
described him to Brother de Lamberville--"

"Oh, he is here now?"

"Yes. It seems, further, that all the other workers among the Iroquois
have had word and are returning. That much of my labour is removed."

"How do they get this word?" said Menard, impatiently. "That is the
old question. It is enough to make one wonder if there are any secrets
kept from the enemy's country."

"No one seems to know, M'sieu. The Superior told me last night that
they had not been sent for, so it would seem that the information must
have reached them through the Indians."

"The folly of these new governors!" Menard strode back and forth. "Oh,
it makes one sigh for old Frontenac. He never walked blindfolded into
such a trap as this. But go on. You were speaking of Father de
Lamberville."

"It was only that I described the Long Arrow to Brother de Lamberville.
He seemed to remember such a wampum collar as the Long Arrow wore. He
could not recall exactly."

"Then we may as well forget the incident. It seems that we are to know
nothing of it. Here is Danton."

The lieutenant and the maid were walking rapid