"And wait for reinforcements." The officer smiled approvingly. "And give their friends in and around the town time to organize and complete their arrangements. As yet we have done little or nothing. But in a week or ten days we could do a great deal." "The idea is an excellent one, and will be considered," said the officer, shaking the hand of Batoche, after which the interview terminated. Whether the old man's advice had any weight or not, the very course which he suggested was adopted a couple of days later. Feeling his inability to press the siege unaided, and learning that Colonel McLean, with his Royal Emigrants, had succeeded in reaching Quebec from Sorel, on the very day that he himself had crossed from Point Levis, thus strengthening the garrison of the town with a few regulars, Arnold, on the 18th November, broke up his camp and retired to Pointe-aux-Trembles, to await the arrival of Montgomery from Montreal. XIII. A WOMAN'S TACTICS. When Zulma Sarpy reached home on the evening of her eventful journey to Quebec, her aged father observed that she was under the influence of strong emotions. She would have preferred keeping to herself all that she had seen or heard, but he questioned her closely and she could not well evade replies. It was quite natural, as she fully understood, that he should be anxious to obtain information about the state of affairs, especially as he had heard several rumors from his servants and neighbors during the day. When, therefore, she had composed herself somewhat, after the abundant and deliberate meal of a healthy, sensible woman, she narrated to him in detail all the events which she had witnessed. Sieur Sarpy frequently interrupted her with passionate exclamations which surprised her considerably, as they showed that he took a deeper interest in the impending war than he had intended or she had expected. The incident of the bridge particularly moved him. "And you are certain," he asked, "that the young officer was the same who was fired at from the walls?" "I am positive I cannot be mistaken," she replied. "His stature, his noble carriage, his handsome face would distinguish him among a thousand." "But you do not know his name?" "Alas! no." "You should have inquired. The man who treated my daughter with such high courtesy should not be a stranger to me." "Ah! never mind, papa, I shall find out his name yet," said Zulma with a laugh. "Perhaps not. Who can tell what will happen? War is a whirlwind. It may blow him out of sight and remembrance before we know it." "Never fear," interrupted Zulma with a magnificent wave of her white arm. "I have a presentiment that we shall meet again. I have my eye on him and----" "He has his eye on you," added Sieur Sarpy, breaking out into a little merriment which was unusual with him.