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“Rangers,” Kennedy could hardly hide his smile as he entered the barrack-room, “the Navy is on its way. The general wants us to watch the river to ensure they arrive and report back to him.”
“We can see the river from the battlements, sir,” MacKim pointed out.
“I want a small team to check on the French ships, and then journey downriver,” Kennedy said.
“Yes, sir. How many men?”
“Six,” Kennedy said. “Sufficient to take care of ourselves, but not too many to alert the French. You, me and four volunteers, Chisholm, MacRae, Parnell and Dickert.”
“Do the volunteers know yet, sir?” MacKim asked.
“You can tell them as soon as you like,” Kennedy said generously.
“Thank you, sir. When do we leave?”
“At nightfall.” Kennedy was still smiling. “I hope you had no plans with that French woma
