always came down with a crash on his feet. Plunging
was Henri's forte. He generally lounged about the
settlement when unoccupied, with his hands behind his
back, apparently in a reverie, and when called on to act,
he seemed to fancy he must have lost time, and could
only make up for it by
plunging
. This habit got him
into many awkward scrapes, but his herculean power
as often got him out of them. He was a French-Canadian,