go you to the rear and get a weapon of some sort."
"Oui. Ah! c'est charmant," he cried, going with an
immense flounder into the midst of the amused trappers,
and slapping those next to him on the back. "Give me
veapon, do, mes amis--gun, pistol, anyting--cannon, if
you have von."
Meanwhile Cameron and Joe spoke together for a few
moments.
"You had goods with you, and horses, I believe, when
you were captured," said the former.