Robert shut his eyes as the knives flashed in the dusk, and the dead bodies of the sentinels were thrown into the water.

He seized the side of a long canoe, which he gladly found to be empty, pulled himself in, to discover Tayoga sitting just in front of him, paddle in hand also.

All around him men, red and white, were laying hold of canoes and boats and at the edge of the water the sentinels were attacking.
On the island a terrific turmoil arose.

Despite the rain a great fire flared up as the forces of St.Luc kindled some bonfire anew, and they heard him shouting in French and more than one Indian language to his men.

They heard also heavy splashes, as the warriors leaped into the water to defend their fleet.