within me that the time is coming when I
shall be sent farther afield. Men will be needed for the strife
which must soon be waged on the far side of the Atlantic, and it
may be that I shall be chosen as one of those who will go thither."

"That is what Sir Charles said when he gave us this letter for
you," said Julian. "He said that Mr. Pitt had named you once or
twice as a rising officer, likely to be chosen for service there.
That is why Sir Charles thought that a visit from us would be
welcome. I do not know whether we can give you any news which you
have not heard already; but we can at least answer such questions
as to the country and its life as may be interesting to you, though
it is now two years since we sailed from its shores."

Into Wolfe's eyes there had leaped a bright light.

"Spoke Sir Charles such words of me?" he said eagerly. "Has Mr.
Pitt named me as likely for this service?"

"So it was told us," answered Julian. "We came to England in the
early spring of last year, with letters and urgent appeals to
friends in England from their kinfolk beyond the sea. We went from
place to place, as our directions were, and saw many men and heard
much hot discussion; but it seemed hard to get a hearing in high
places, and for a while we thought we had had our journey in vain.
Nevertheless they would not let us go. One and another would keep
us, hoping to gain introduction to some influential man, in whose
ears we could tell our tale. And so matters went on, and we were
passed from place to place, always well treated and well cared for.
In the spring we went to France, though we were warned of danger,
because of the war. But we met with no hurt. Humphrey passed as my
servant, and I have French blood in my veins, and can speak the
language as one born there. Nor did we go to any large centres, but
contented ourselves with the remote spots, where I found kinsfolk
of mine own name living still. And we reached England again only
two months ago."

"And then?"

"There was more excitement then. The fleet had sailed for
Louisbourg; men's hearts were stirred within them. Tales of fresh
atrocities along the border had reached home. Anger against France
was stirred up by the war. It was then we were brought before Sir
Charles Graham, and told our tale to him. He is the friend of Mr.
Pitt, and he came back to us many times to learn more of what we
had to tell of the difficulties of the provinces, and of the apathy
that