The Sun Of Quebec - A Story of a Great Crisis by Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander) Altsheler
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tall young officer dressed with scrupulousness and very careful of his
dignity. "Charteris!"[A] he exclaimed. "Lennox!" They shook hands with the greatest surprise and pleasure. "When I last saw you at Ticonderoga you were a prisoner of the French," said Robert. "And so were you." "But I escaped in a day or two." "I escaped also, though not in a day or two. I was held a prisoner in Quebec all through the winter and spring and much befell me, but at last I escaped to General Wolfe and rejoined my old command, the Royal Americans." "And he took part in the battle of Montmorency, a brave part too," said Colden. "No braver than the others. No more than you yourself, Colden," protested Charteris. "And 'tis said that, though he left Quebec in the night, he left his heart there in the possession of a very lovely lady who speaks French better than she speaks English," said Colden. |
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