Chapter Three
They ate breakfast at the long table in the great house kitchen, still smiling over Crispin’s discovery. The big man took the ribbing good-naturedly and Duncan realized his friends were drawing out the incident because it was the one excuse to be lighthearted amid the death and fear that had descended on Edentown. To hear Conawago laugh after their long, despairing night had lifted all their spirits.
Analie, their young French visitor, fidgeted in a homespun shift and tugged resentfully at her newly revealed, neatly combed blonde hair as she explained that her family had been lost in the forced evacuation of the Acadians from Nova Scotia during the great war. As she emptied her second bowl of porridge she related how she had found herself among the tribes of Maine, then had
