He delayed too long: the tide turned; there could be no landing that night.
Just after sundown there was a great noise, and the ringing of bells and sound of singing came over the water to the idle fleet.
"What does it mean ?" asked Phips of a French prisoner captured at Tadousac.
"Ma foi! That you lose the game," was the reply.

"Callieres, the governor of Montreal, with his Canadians, and Nicholas Perrot with his coureurs du bois have arrived.

You have too much delay, monsieur." In Quebec, when this contingent arrived, the people went wild.

And Perrot was never prouder than when, in Mountain Street, Iberville, after three years' absence, threw his arms round him and kissed him on each cheek.
It was in the dark hour before daybreak that Iberville and Perrot met for their first talk after the long separation.

What had occurred on the day of Jessica's marriage Perrot had, with the Abbe de Casson's help, written to Iberville.