"And well he may. We want no strange followers in the barracks. Have you questioned him? Whence does he come?"
"From Fort Orange, in the New Netherlands, madame."
"He is then Hollandais." Marie turned to Antonia Bronck, and was jarred by her blanching face.
"What is it, Antonia? You have no enemy to follow you into Acadia?"
The flaxen head was shaken for reply.
"But what brings a man from Fort Orange here?"
"There be nearly a hundred men in Fort Orange," whispered Antonia.
"He says," announced the Swiss, "that he is cousin and agent of the seignior they call the patroon, and his name is Van Corlaer."
"Do you know him, Antonia?"
"Yes."