The devil in the centre shouted a fierce harangue into the air.

No sooner did the canoe pass the ships than Donnacona and his braves in their light barques set after it, paddling so swiftly as to overtake the canoe of the 'devils' and seize the gunwale of it in their hands.
The whole thing was a piece of characteristic Indian acting, viewed by the French with interest, but apparently without the faintest alarm.
The 'devils,' as soon as their boat was seized by the profane touch of the savages, fell back as if lifeless in their canoe.

The assembled flotilla was directed to the shore.

The 'devils' were lifted out rigid and lifeless and carried solemnly into the forest.

The leaves of the underbrush closed behind them and they were concealed from sight, but from the deck of the ship the French could still hear the noise of cries and incantations that broke the stillness of the woods.