You bore yourself well in
Quebec, and I have naught against you, save that you are not of our
race."
"And for that, reverend sir, you cannot blame me."
Father Drouillard smiled for the third time. It was not often that he
smiled three times in one day, and again he reflected that this was a
handsome and most winning lad.
"Peace, my son!" he said. "Protestant you are and Catholic am I, English
you are and French am I, but no ill wind can ever blow between you and
me. We are but little children in the hands of the Omnipotent and we can
only await His decree."
Robert told Willet a little later that Father Drouillard had come, and
the hunter looked very grave.
"Our task has doubled," he said. "Now we fight both St. Luc and Father
Drouillard, the army and the church."
CHAPTER XVI
THE GREAT TEST
While Robert and Willet had been glad hitherto that the council of the
fifty sachems had delayed its meeting, they were anxious, now that
Father Drouillard had come, to hasten it. That the army and the church,
that is the French army and the French church, were in close alliance,
they soon had full proof.
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