As the ship gathered headway and swung around, Mr. John Dunlap, who stood in the stern, heard a weird chant, which he recognized as coming from below him. He looked over the railing and saw old Sybella standing upright in the canoe in which she had been thrust by the crew, waving her skinny bare arms, and chanting,
“Tu Konk, the great one
Send her the Black Goat
White cow, Black kid
White teat, Black mouth
Tu Konk, Oh, Tu Konk
Black Blood, Oh, Tu Konk
Call back, Oh! Tu Konk.”
When Sybella saw Mr. Dunlap she ceased her song, and began hurling savage and barbarous curses upon him and his, which continued until the tortured old gentleman could neither hear nor see the crone longer.