_La Tour_, because, she said, that was the original name of the fort
that sheltered herself and her children during Captain Godfrey's absence
at Annapolis Royal.

At length everything was ready, and the morning to weigh anchor came. A
stiff breeze blowing up the harbour caused a delay in sailing. The
morning was so wet, and the wind blew so hard, that Paul Guidon did not
venture out in his canoe, but he came down by land, and quite early in
the day stood upon the shore opposite where the sloop lay.

Margaret was first to notice him. She thought that she never saw him
look so handsome as when he stood on the right bank of the harbour that
morning. She called her husband, and pointing toward the shore said:
"Look at that noble form at the water's edge. It looks like a statue
standing on a line between the water and the woods!"

Captain Godfrey rowed to the shore and took Paul off to the sloop. He
remained on board but an hour, promising as he left to return in the
morning if the storm abated.

Captain Godfrey had decided to sail for Halifax via Passmaquaddy. The
morning was fine and the wind fair. Paul was on hand bright and early.
Margaret said to him, "Paul, in an hour we shall sail away from here,
and perhaps I shall never see you again on earth." These words seemed to
almost paralyze the Indian, and for a while he appeared unconscious of
everything that passed. His canoe was tied alongside the sloop. Captain
Godfrey hauled up the anchor. Margaret asked the Indian if he would go
with them as far as Passmaquaddy. He made no reply. He sat down on the
deck and covered his face with his hands. Captain Godfrey said to him
rather sternly, "Paul, we are now on our passage, if you are going to