about noon
I think I see him getting us ! '' Yet , for all his bitterness against Le Loutre , Pierre felt the fever of battle stir within him as he watched the preparations behind the long , red Missaguash dike . His father , seeing the excitement in his flashing eyes and flushed countenance , exacted from him then and there a promise that he would take no part in the approaching conflict . On that September day the tide was full about noon , and with the tide came in the English ships . Knowing the anchorage , they came right into the river 's mouth , in a long , ominously silent line . The mixed rabble of Le Loutre crowded low behind their breastworks ; and hundreds of eager eyes on Beauséjour strained their sight to catch the first flash of the battle . `` Do you see that little knoll yonder with the poplars on it ? ''