believed that she would be ready to receive him. She
must have heard of his appointment. Would she be glad or sorry? How
would she welcome him? Was it possible that she would rejoice at being
relieved of the attentions of an unwelcome suitor? Or was it imaginable
that she would be glad of his promotion, and reward his devotion by
encouragement on the very eve of his departure?

At any rate he would see and know the truth; and, after walking past the
house several times to soothe his nerves and check the rapid beating of
his heart, he finally knocked at the door for a final interview with
Maud.

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  CHAPTER XI.


Henri Beaumont, although a native of Quebec, was a graduate of an
English university,it herself if he had not been going) your mind and time will
be occupied with other things. You will never think of me."

"Never think of you!" he exclaimed passionately. "Perhaps it would be
better for me if I never did. But I shall think of you every day when on
the march, and every night when in the woods we pitch our camp. When the
smoke arises from the pipes of the men around our fires, my thoughts
will be of you; and when rolled in blanket and buffalo robes, during
the long winter nights, I may see the stars through the tall trees, and
hear the owls hooting in the forest; but beyond the stars I shall see
your face, and in my dreams I shall hear your voice. No, Maud Manning, I
may go