e pleasure of making the
acquaintance of the brave Madame Drucour--'Madame le General,' as
she was called in Louisbourg--nor of being presented in Quebec to
Mademoiselle her niece."

And as he spoke he bowed over Corinne's hand and raised it to his
lips.

The girl blushed and smiled. Such a salute was not uncommon in
those days, and there was nothing free in Julian's manner; indeed
there was a grave dignity about him which distinguished him in
whatever company he found himself, and his recent military training
had done much to increase the natural advantages which had always
been his.

The remaining guest, who was a stranger to her, was presented as
Humphrey Angell, and she looked with quick interest at him,
recollecting how Fritz had told her the tale of that terrible
Indian raid, and how he had found the two brothers, almost
distracted by anguish and despair, amid the blackened ruins of
their once prosperous settlement. This was the brother of the
strange, wild-looking man whom she and Colin had seen in the forest
long, long ago, and who had perished in the hour of vengeance. How
interesting it was, she thought, to see all these men of whom she
had heard and thought so much! She let her glance wander from one
face to the other, and she was not ashamed of the feeling of keen
admiration which awoke within her.

The three midshipmen were also of the company. Discipline had been
somewhat relaxed in the hour of battle and victory, and they had
obtained leave of absence from their ship for a while. Colin had
brought them back for a farewell repast. They seemed almost like
sons of the house by this time; and they had brought with them,
from one of the provision transports, a supply of good victuals
which had made Bonnehomme Michel's eyes shine and her wrinkled
visage beam.

The scent of coffee pervaded the house, and soon a savoury mess
such as had not been seen for long upon that table was set down,
and the guests, in excellent spirits, took their places. Corinne
found herself seated next to Julian, with Arthur on her other side.
The Abbe took the foot of the table, and Madame Drucour the head.
She looked pale and grave, but showed a gentle dignity and courtesy
of bearing which was very impressive; and everyone showed her all
possible deference.

Corinne spoke to Julian in a low voice.

"I want to ask of your General, the great Wolfe. Were you with him
when he died?"

"Yes, Mademoiselle; he died in my arms. I