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The
delivery
of
these
skilful
rhymes
was
accompanied
,
on
the
part
of
the
stranger
,
by
a
regular
rise
and
fall
of
his
right
hand
,
which
terminated
at
the
descent
,
by
suffering
the
fingers
to
dwell
a
moment
on
the
leaves
of
the
little
volume
;
and
on
the
ascent
,
by
such
a
flourish
of
the
member
as
none
but
the
initiated
may
ever
hope
to
imitate
.
It
would
seem
that
long
practice
had
rendered
this
manual
accompaniment
necessary
;
for
it
did
not
cease
until
the
preposition
which
the
poet
had
selected
for
the
close
of
his
verse
,
had
been
duly
delivered
like
a
word
of
two
syllables
.
Such
an
innovation
on
the
silence
and
retirement
of
the
forest
could
not
fail
to
enlist
the
ears
of
those
who
journeyed
at
so
short
a
distance
in
advance
.
The
Indian
muttered
a
few
words
in
broken
English
to
Heyward
,
who
,
in
his
turn
,
spoke
to
the
stranger
;
at
once
interrupting
,
and
,
for
the
time
,
closing
his
musical
efforts
.
"
Though
we
are
not
in
danger
,
common
prudence
would
teach
us
to
journey
through
this
wilderness
in
as
quiet
a
manner
as
possible
.
You
will
,
then
,
pardon
me
,
Alice
,
should
I
diminish
your
enjoyments
,
by
requesting
this
gentleman
to
postpone
his
chant
until
a
safer
opportunity
.
"
"
You
will
diminish
them
,
indeed
,
"
returned
the
arch
girl
,
"
for
never
did
I
hear
a
more
unworthy
conjunction
of
execution
and
language
,
than
that
to
which
I
have
been
listening
;
and
I
was
far
gone
in
a
learned
inquiry
into
the
causes
of
such
an
unfitness
between
sound
and
sense
,
when
you
broke
the
charm
of
my
musings
by
that
bass
of
yours
,
Duncan
!
"
"
I
know
not
what
you
call
my
bass
,
"
said
Heyward
,
piqued
at
her
remark
,
"
but
I
know
that
your
safety
,
and
that
of
Cora
,
is
far
dearer
to
me
than
could
be
any
orchestra
of
Handel
's
music
.
"
He
paused
and
turned
his
head
quickly
towards
a
thicket
,
and
then
bent
his
eyes
suspiciously
on
their
guide
,
who
continued
his
steady
pace
,
in
undisturbed
gravity
.
The
young
man
smiled
to
himself
,
for
he
believed
he
had
mistaken
some
shining
berry
of
the
woods
for
the
glistening
eyeballs
of
a
prowling
savage
,
and
he
rode
forward
,
continuing
the
conversation
which
had
been
interrupted
by
the
passing
thought
.
Major
Heyward
was
mistaken
only
in
suffering
his
youthful
and
generous
pride
to
suppress
his
active
watchfulness
The
cavalcade
had
not
long
passed
,
before
the
branches
of
the
bushes
that
formed
the
thicket
were
cautiously
moved
asunder
,
and
a
human
visage
,
as
fiercely
wild
as
savage
art
and
unbridled
passions
could
make
it
,
peered
out
on
the
retiring
footsteps
of
the
travellers
.
A
gleam
of
exultation
shot
across
the
darkly
painted
lineaments
of
the
inhabitant
of
the
forest
,
as
he
traced
the
route
of
his
intended
victims
,
who
rode
unconsciously
onward
;
the
light
and
graceful
forms
of
the
females
waving
among
the
trees
,
in
the
curvatures
of
their
path
,
followed
at
each
bend
by
the
manly
figure
of
Heyward
,
until
,
finally
,
the
shapeless
person
of
the
singing-master
was
concealed
behind
the
numberless
trunks
of
trees
,
that
rose
,
in
dark
lines
,
in
the
intermediate
space
.
"
Before
these
fields
were
shorn
and
tilled
,
Full
to
the
brim
our
rivers
flowed
;
The
melody
of
waters
filled
