THE SUN OF QUEBEC

CONTENTS


CHAPTER PAGE

I OLD FRIENDS 1

II THE CHEST OF DRAWERS 22

III THE PURSUIT OF GARAY 46

IV OUT TO SEA 66

V MUSIC IN THE MOONLIGHT 85

VI THE ISLAND 104

VII THE PIRATE'S WARNING 123

VIII MAKING THE BEST OF IT 142

IX THE VOICE IN THE AIR 158

X THE SLOOP OF WAR 176

XI BACK TO THE WORLD 193

XII THE WILDERNESS AGAIN 217

XIII THE REUNION 238

XIV BEFORE QUEBEC 263

XV THE LONE CHÂTEAU 284

XVI THE RECKONING 303




THE SUN OF QUEBEC




CHAPTER I

OLD FRIENDS


Mynheer Jacobus Huysman walked to the window and looked out at the neat
red brick houses, the grass, now turning yellow, and the leaves, more
brown than green. He was troubled, in truth his heart lay very heavy
within him. He was thinking over the terrible news that had come so
swiftly, as evil report has a way of doing. But he had cause for
satisfaction, too, and recalling it, he turned to gaze once more upon
the two lads who, escaping so many perils, had arrived at the shelter of
his home.

Robert and Tayoga were thin and worn, their clothing was soiled and
torn, but youth was youth and they were forgetting dangers past in a
splendid dinner that the fat Caterina was serving for them while Mynheer
Jacobus, her master, stood by and saw the good deed well done.

The dining room, large and furnished solidly, was wonderful in its
neatness and comfort. The heavy mahogany of table, sideboard and chairs
was polished and gleaming. No trace of dirt was allowed to linger
anywhere. When the door to the adjoining kitchen opened, as Caterina
passed through, pleasant odors floated in, inciting the two to fresh
efforts at the trencher. It was all as it had been when they were young
boys living there, attending the school of Alexander McLean and
traveling by painful steps along the road to knowledge. In its snugness,
its security and the luxury it offered it was a wonderful contrast to
the dark forest, where death lurked in every bush. Robert drew a long
sigh of content and poured himself another cup of coffee.

"And you escaped from the French after the great battle?" said Mynheer
Jacobus, asking the same question over and over again.

"Yes, sir," replied Robert, "and it was not a difficult thing to do at
all. The victory of the French was so remarkable, and I think so
unexpected, that they were paying little attention to me. I just walked
out of their camp, and the only man I met was the Chevalier de St. Luc,
who did not seem at all interested in stopping me--a curious fact, but a
fact all the same."

"A great leader and a fine man iss the Chevalier de St. Luc," said Mr.
Huysman.