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Wacousta : a tale of the Pontiac conspiracy — Volume 3 by John Richardson
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to get there? There does not appear to be a breath of
wind."

"Oh, that's easily managed; we have only to brail and
furl up a little, to hide our cloth from the Ingians,
and then send the boats a-head to tow the craft, while
some of us lend a hand at her own sweeps. We shall get
close under the lee of the land afore night, and then we
must pull up agin along shore, until we get within a mile
or so of the head of the river."

"But shall we not be seen by our enemies?" asked Sir
Everard; "and will they not be on the watch for our
movements, and intercept our retreat?"

"Now that's just the thing, your honour, as they're not
likely to do, if so be as we bears away for yon headlands.
I knows every nook and sounding round the lake; and odd
enough if I didn't, seeing as how the craft circumnavigated
it, at least, a dozen times since we have been cooped up
here. Poor Captain Danvers! (may the devil damn his
murderers, I say, though it does make a commander of me
for once;) he used always to make for that 'ere point,
whenever he wished to lie quiet; for never once did we
see so much as a single Ingian on the headland. No, your
honour, they keeps all at t'other side of the lake, seeing
as how that is the main road from Mackina' to Detroit."

"Then, by all means, do so," eagerly returned Captain de
Haldimar. "Oh, Mullins! take us but safely through, and
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