An interval of half an hour followed, during the whole of which time the Scud lay as motionless as a log, floating on the water.
While the little changes just mentioned were occurring in the situation of the vessel, notwithstanding the general quiet that prevailed, all conversation had not been repressed; for Sergeant Dunham, having first ascertained that both his daughter and her female companion were on the quarter-deck, led the Pathfinder to the after-cabin, where, closing the door with great caution, and otherwise making certain that he was beyond the reach of eavesdroppers, he commenced as follows: --
"It is now many years, my friend, since you began to experience the hardships and dangers of the woods in my company."
"It is, Sergeant; yes it is.
I sometimes fear I am too old for Mabel, who was not born until you and I had fought the Frenchers as comrades."
"No fear on that account, Pathfinder.
I was near your age before I prevailed on the mind of her mother; and Mabel is a steady, thoughtful girl, one that will regard character more than anything else.
A lad like Jasper Eau-douce, for instance, will have no chance with her, though he is both young and comely."
"Does Jasper think of marrying?" inquired the guide, simply but earnestly.
"I should hope not -- at least, not until he has satisfied every one of his fitness to possess a wife."
"Jasper is a gallant boy, and one of great gifts in his way; he may claim a wife as well as another."
"To be frank with you, Pathfinder, I brought you here to talk about this very youngster.
Major Duncan has received some information which has led him to suspect that Eau-douce is false, and in the pay of the enemy; I wish to hear your opinion on the subject."
"Anan?"
"I say, the Major suspects Jasper of being a traitor -- a French spy -- or, what is worse, of being bought to betray us.
He has received a letter to this effect, and has been charging me to keep an eye on the boy's movements; for he fears we shall meet with enemies when we least suspect it, and by his means."
"Duncan of Lundie has told you this, Sergeant Dunham?"
"He has indeed, Pathfinder; and, though I have been loath to believe anything to the injury of Jasper, I have a feeling which tells me I ought to distrust him.
Do you believe in presentiments, my friend?
"In what, Sergeant?"
"Presentiments, -- a sort of secret foreknowledge of events that are about to happen.
The Scotch of our regiment are great sticklers for such things; and my opinion of Jasper is changing so fast, that I begin to fear there must be some truth in their doctrines."
"But you've been talking with Duncan of Lundie concerning Jasper, and his words have raised misgivings."
"Not it, not so in the least; for, while conversing with the Major, my feelings were altogether the other way; and I endeavored to convince him all I could that he did the boy injustice. But there is no use in holding out against a presentiment, I find; and I fear there is something in the suspicion after all."
"I know nothing of presentiments, Sergeant; but I have known Jasper Eau-douce since he was a boy, and I have as much faith in his honesty as I have in my own, or that of the Sarpent himself."
"But the Serpent, Pathfinder, has his tricks and ambushes in war as well as another."
"Ay, them are his nat'ral gifts, and are such as belong to his people.
Neither red-skin nor pale-face can deny natur'; but Chingachgook is not a man to feel a presentiment against."
"That I believe; nor should I have thought ill of Jasper this very morning.
It seems to me, Pathfinder, since I've taken up this presentiment, that the lad does not bustle about his deck naturally, as he used to do; but that he is silent and moody and thoughtful, like a man who has a load on his conscience."
"Jasper is never noisy; and he tells me noisy ships are generally ill-worked ships.
Master Cap agrees in this too.
No, no; I will believe naught against Jasper until I see it.
Send for your brother, Sergeant, and let us question him in this matter; for to sleep with distrust of one's friend in the heart is like sleeping with lead there.
I have no faith in your presentiments."
The Sergeant, although he scarcely knew himself with what object, complied, and Cap was summoned to join in the consultation.
As Pathfinder was more collected than his companion, and felt so strong a conviction of the good faith of the party accused, he assumed the office of spokesman.
"We have asked you to come down, Master Cap," he commenced, "in order to inquire if you have remarked anything out of the common way in the movements of Eau-douce this evening."
"His movements are common enough, I daresay, for fresh water, Master Pathfinder, though we should think most of his proceedings irregular down on the coast."
"Yes, yes; we know you will never agree with the lad about the manner the cutter ought to be managed; but it is on another point we wish your opinion."
The Pathfinder then explained to Cap the nature of the suspicions which the Sergeant entertained, and the reasons why they had been excited, so far as the latter had been communicated by Major Duncan.
"The youngster talks French, does he?" said Cap.
"They say he speaks it better than common," returned the Sergeant gravely.
"Pathfinder knows this to be true."
"I'll not gainsay it," answered the guide; "at least, they tell me such is the fact.
But this would prove nothing ag'in a Mississagua, and, least of all, ag'in one like Jasper.
I speak the Mingo dialect myself, having learnt it while a prisoner among the reptyles; but who will say I am their friend?
Not that I am an enemy, either, according to Indian notions; though I am their enemy, I will admit, agreeable to Christianity."
"Ay Pathfinder; but Jasper did not get his French as a prisoner: he took it in his boyhood, when the mind is easily impressed, and gets its permanent notions; when nature has a presentiment, as it were, which way the character is likely to incline."
"A very just remark," added Cap, "for that is the time of life when we all learn the catechism, and other moral improvements.