Amelie? At any rate he has not forgotten you: in many a long night
by our watch-fires in the forest has Colonel Philibert passed the
hours talking of Tilly and the dear friends he left there. Your
brother at any rate will gratefully remember Philibert when he sees
him."

Amelie blushed a little as she replied somewhat shyly, "Yes,
godfather, I remember Pierre Philibert very well,--with gratitude
I remember him,--but I never heard him called Colonel Philibert
before."

"Oh, true! He has been so long absent. He left a simple ensign en
second and returns a colonel, and has the stuff in him to make a
field-marshal! He gained his rank where he won his glory--in
Acadia. A noble fellow, Amelie! loving as a woman to his friends,
but to his foes stern as the old Bourgeois, his father, who placed
that tablet of the golden dog upon the front of his house to spite
the Cardinal, they say,--the act of a bold man, let what will be the
true interpretation of it."

"I hear every one speak well of the Bourgeois Philibert," remarked
Amelie. "Aunt de Tilly is ever enthusiastic in his commendation.
She says he is a true gentleman, although a trader."

"Why, he is noble by birth, if that be needed, and has got the
King's license to trade in the Colony like some other gentlemen I
wot of. He was Count Philibert in Normandy, although he is plain
Bourgeois Philibert in Quebec; and a wise man he is too, for with
his ships and his comptoirs and his ledgers he has traded himself
into being the richest man in New France, while we, with our