Beyond the Frontier
"And you pledge your word?"
"I pledge my word--to guide you safe to Fort St. Louis. Once there I am comrade to Sieur de la Salle."
"Bah! I care not who you comrade with, once you serve my purpose. I take your offer, and if you play me false--"
"Restrain your threats, Monsieur Cassion. A quarrel will get us nowhere. You have my word of honor; 'tis enough. Who will compose the party?"
Cassion hesitated, yet seemed to realize the uselessness of deceit.
"A dozen or more soldiers of the Regiment of Picardy, some couriers du bois, and the Indian paddlers. There will be four boats."
"You go by the Ottawa, and the lak