“So much the better, for if they continue to believe that, they will keep their cursed scalping parties snug at home.”

“No, sir,” said the express soberly. “Brant and his Mohawks are out somewhere or other, and so is Walter Butler and his painted crew.”

“In this same district?”

“No doubt of it, sir. Indians fired on our pickets last week. It will go hard with the outlying farms and settlements. Small doubt, too, that they will strike heavily and strive to draw this army from whatever plan it meditated.”

“Then,” said Boyd with a careless laugh, “it is for us to strike more heavily still and draw them with the very wind of our advance into a common vortex of destruction with the Iroquois.”