He drew in his
breath as he saw, from the way in which Robert flexed them for a moment
or two that they were like wrought steel.
"If this lad has been taught as they indicate he has, our ruffling
bully, Jean de Mezy, is in for a bad half hour," he said to himself.
Then he looked at Willet, built heavily, with great shoulders and chest,
but with all the spring and activity of a young man. His glance passed
on to Tayoga, the young Onondaga, in all the splendor of his forest
attire, standing by the wall, his eyes calm and fathomless. It occurred
all at once to Captain de Galisonniere that he was in the presence of an
extraordinary three, each remarkable in his own way, and, liking the
unusual, his interest in them deepened. It did not matter that they were
his official enemies, because on the other hand they were his personal
friends.
"Now, Robert," said Willet, "watch my eye, because I'm going to put you
to a severe test. Ready?"
"Aye, ready, sir!" replied Robert, speaking like a pupil to his master.
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