"
Willet was not at all averse, and for nearly an hour he taught the young
Frenchman. Then de Galisonniere departed, cautioning Robert to sleep
well, and saying that he would come early in the morning with his
friend, Glandelet.
"His advice about sleeping was good, Robert," said Willet. "Now roll
into bed and off with you to slumberland at once."
Robert obeyed and his nerves were so steady and his mind so thoroughly
at peace that in fifteen minutes he slept. The hunter watched his steady
breathing with satisfaction and said to Tayoga:
"If our bibulous friend, Count Jean de Mezy, doesn't have a surprise in
the morning, then I'll go back to the woods, and stay there as long as I
live."
"Will Lennox kill him?" asked Tayoga.
"I hadn't thought much about it, Tayoga, but he won't kill him. Robert
isn't sanguinary. He doesn't want anybody's blood on his hands, and it
wouldn't help our mission to take a life in Quebec."
"The man de Mezy does not deserve to live."
Willet laughed.
"That's so, Tayoga," he said, "but it's no part of our business to go
around taking the lives away from all those who don't make good use of
'em.
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