The champion suddenly began a sing-song challenge, during which Iberville and his comrades conferred.

The champion's eyes ran up and down the line and alighted on the large form of De Casson, who calmly watched him.
Iberville saw this look and could not help but laugh, though the matter was serious.

He pictured the good abbe fighting for the band.

At this the champion began to beat his breast defiantly.
Iberville threw off his coat, and motioned his friends back.

Immediately there was protest.