To the surprise of the boys no less than twenty men were assembled in front of Captain Baker's house by the time breakfast had been eaten, and on making inquiry Isaac learned that these were all of the Green Mountain Boys who had been ordered by their leader to rendezvous at Sudbury until summoned elsewhere. The company, under command of Captain Baker, took up the line of march over an old trail through the woods, marching to a point on the shore of the lake nearly two miles further down from where the boys had landed, when they came from the fort. There, snugly hidden in the thicket ready for just such an emergency as had already come, were found four stout boats, each capable of carrying not less than a dozen men, and after all were embarked and the little fleet pushed off from the shore, it appeared quite formidable. Each craft boasted of a sail, and with the wind from the southward there was no need of labor at the oars, therefore this portion of the journey promised to be most pleasant. "This is different from what we expected when Master Wentworth marched us in front of his musket," Isaac said in a tone of content, and his comrade replied: "We got out of a small hole in fine style." It was when they were midway from the point of embarkation to Fort Ticonderoga that young Beman cried excitedly, pointing toward that shore which they had just quitted, where could be seen two small boats laden with men who were pulling into a cove as if seeking shelter: "It looks to me as if those fellows are wearing red coats!" It was the first intimation Captain Baker had that there were others in the immediate vicinity, and instantly he gave word for the boats to be hauled around for the purpose of learning who these strangers were. Hardly had this maneuver been executed when one of the men announced positively that young Beman was right in his conjecture. "They are most likely Britishers, who escaped from Ticonderoga, or have come from Crown Point on their way to St. John in search of reinforcements," Captain Baker cried excitedly, and orders were given for the men to take to the oars. Then ensued a chase which was quickly ended, owing to the precaution taken by the Britishers themselves. They had put into the cove hoping to escape detection, and it proved to be a trap for them. No sooner were the boats arrived off this place of refuge than Captain Baker gave orders for them to be strung out in line, thus cutting off all hope of escape by water, and in his own craft pulled near to where the two boats, manned by seven soldiers, were drawn up as if prepared to do battle. It was soon evident they understood well the truth of the old adage that "discretion is the better part of valor," for immediately Captain Baker called upon them to surrender, they threw their arms into the bottom of the boat in token of submission.