s whar the French come from."

"But Paris was the name of a man," persisted Paul. "Maybe the French
named their capital after the Paris of the Trojan wars."

"Then they showed mighty poor jedgment," said Shif'less Sol. "Ef I'd
named my capital after any them old fellers, I'd have called it Hector."

"You can have danger enough when you're on the tops of hills," said
Henry, who was sitting near the mouth of the cave. "Come here, you
fellows, and see what's passing down the lake."

They looked out, and in the moonlight saw six large war canoes being
rowed slowly down the lake, which, though narrow, was quite long. Each
canoe held about a dozen warriors, and Henry believed that one of them
contained two white faces, evidently those of Braxton Wyatt and Walter
Butler.

"Like ez not they've been lookin' fur us," said Tom Ross.

"Quite likely," said Henry, "and at the same time they may be engaged in
some general movement. See, they will pass within fifty feet of the base
of the cliff."

The five lay on the cave floor, looking through the vines and foliage,
and they felt quite sure that they were in absolute security. The six
long war canoes moved slowly. The moonlight came out more brightly, and
flooded all the bronze faces of the Iroquois. Henry now saw that he was
not mistaken, and that Braxton Wyatt and Walter Butler were really in
the first boat. From the cover of the cliff he could have picked off
either with a rifle bullet, and the temptation was powerful. But he
knew that it would lead to an immediate siege, from which they might not
escape, and which at least would check their activities and plans for a
long time. Similar impulses flitted through the minds of the other four,
but all kept still, although fingers flitted noiselessly along rifle
stocks until they touched triggers.

The Iroquois war fleet moved slowly on, the two renegades never dreaming
of the danger that had threatened them. An unusually bright ray of
moonshine fell full upon Braxton Wyatt's face as he paused, and Henry's
finger played with the trigger of his rifle. It was hard, very hard, to
let such an opportunity go by, but it must be done.

The fleet moved steadily down the lake, the canoes keeping close
together. They turned into mere dots upon the water, became smaller and
smaller still, until they vanished in the darkness.

"I'm thinkin'," said Shif'less Sol, "that thar's some kind uv a movement
on foot. While they may hev been lookin