“You play ze spy on ze French, not so?”
“No, I am not a spy.”
“But ze English air not here—za know enough to stay near to Quebec.”
“If you must know, I am trying to get home,” answered Henry.
“Geet home? You leaf ze army?”
“Yes.”
“For vat?”
“I have my reasons.”
“You geet afraid of ze French bullets, hey?”
“Perhaps.”