"Then you are quite determined?"
"Yes. The Indians are not in want of it, and I should not like to see the Yankees or English profit by it."
"You are the master. You are the one to whom it belongs to a certain extent," said the son.
"Yes; it is today my property. Besides, it should be kept up for the support of a great cause. Tom Mitchell is a very different man from what he appears," added the old man, gravely.
"That, of course, I know."
"Besides, I have another very strong motive for acting as I do, and that is the establishment, on the very spot I allude to, of the Yankee squatter."
"Yes. And, between you and me, father, these Yankees have very sharp noses. They will find it out before long."
"Exactly so, my son. For my part, I prefer that Frenchmen should derive the advantage."
At this moment a distant gunshot was heard.
"Here they come," said François Berger.