"Yes."
"It's a pity that Frencher wasn't killed long ago," said Tony Jadwin. "He don't deserve to live, he don't."
"He will assuredly aid those redskins in another attack upon this place," said James Morris.
Henry told of all that he had seen, and those inside, the trading-post listened with interest. The coming of the Frenchmen and the additional Indians put a new face on the matter, and James Morris shook his head doubtfully.
"It is possible they may be too many for us," he said to Jadwin. "If they once get inside the palisade I do not see how we are to fight so many of them."
"I'm ready to fight to the end," answered the old frontiersman.
An hour went by, and then came a call from one of the trees outside. It was Jean Bevoir himself who was speaking.
"I vant to talk to James Morris," he said, in strong French accents. "Vat I haf to say ees important."
"So it's you, Bevoir," answered James Morris, coming to a loophole but not showing himself. "Haven't you had enough?"
"I not come to talk of ze past," growled the Frenchman. "Maybe you know ze bad fix you be in, oui?"