“Five men.”
“Wah!” scoffed old Little Billy. “Does the Governor of Virginia sent a boy and five men to fight the French? It is true what the French say, that the English are blind and have no regard for the Indians.”
Next Robert found Scarouady, lying in his lodge.
“What do you want, entering a chief’s lodge this way?”
“The Americans are come. I have seen Washington.”
“How many?”
“Six, with Washington.”
“Where?”
“They are crossing the Forks, to visit King Shingis.”
“King Shingis? Don’t they know their way to the Mingo, where the head chief of all lives?”