Donellan, who was also of the
grenadiers, was remarkable for the resemblance he bore,
in figure, to Captain de Haldimar; wanting, it is true,
the grace and freedom of movement of the latter, but
still presenting an outline which, in an attitude of
profound repose, might, as it subsequently did, have set
even those who were most intimate with the officer at
fault.
"This is well," observed the female, as the young man
proceeded to induct himself in the grey coat of his
servant, having previously drawn the glazed hat close
over his waving and redundant hair: "if the Saganaw is
ready, Oucanasta will go."
"Sure, and your honour does not mane to lave me behind!"
exclaimed the anxious soldier, as his captain now
recommended him to stand closely concealed near the ruin
until his return. "Who knows what ambuscade the she-divil
may not lade your honour into; and thin who will you have
to bring you out of it?"
"No, Donellan, it must not be: I first intended it, as
you may perceive by my bringing you out; but the expedition
on which I am going is of the utmost importance to us
all, and too much precaution cannot be taken.
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