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"
Is
it
not
the
rushing
of
the
wolves
you
have
mentioned
?
"
Hawkeye
slowly
shook
his
head
,
and
beckoned
for
Duncan
to
follow
him
to
a
spot
,
to
which
the
glare
from
the
fire
did
not
extend
.
When
he
had
taken
this
precaution
,
the
scout
placed
himself
in
an
attitude
of
intense
attention
,
and
listened
long
and
keenly
for
a
repetition
of
the
low
sound
that
had
so
unexpectedly
startled
him
.
His
vigilance
,
however
,
seemed
exercised
in
vain
;
for
,
after
a
fruitless
pause
,
he
whispered
to
Duncan
--
"
We
must
give
a
call
to
Uncas
.
The
boy
has
Indian
senses
,
and
may
hear
what
is
hid
from
us
;
for
being
a
white-skin
,
I
will
not
deny
my
nature
.
"
The
young
Mohican
,
who
was
conversing
in
a
low
voice
with
his
father
,
started
as
he
heard
the
moaning
of
an
owl
,
and
springing
on
his
feet
he
looked
towards
the
black
mounds
,
as
if
seeking
the
place
whence
the
sounds
proceeded
.
The
scout
repeated
the
call
,
and
in
a
few
moments
,
Duncan
saw
the
figure
of
Uncas
stealing
cautiously
along
the
rampart
,
to
the
spot
where
they
stood
.
Hawkeye
explained
his
wishes
in
a
very
few
words
,
which
were
spoken
in
the
Delaware
tongue
.
So
soon
as
Uncas
was
in
possession
of
the
reason
why
he
was
summoned
,
he
threw
himself
flat
on
the
turf
;
where
,
to
the
eyes
of
Duncan
,
he
appeared
to
lie
quiet
and
motionless
.
Surprised
at
the
immovable
attitude
of
the
young
warrior
,
and
curious
to
observe
the
manner
in
which
he
employed
his
faculties
to
obtain
the
desired
information
,
Heyward
advanced
a
few
steps
,
and
bent
over
the
dark
object
,
on
which
he
had
kept
his
eyes
riveted
.
Then
it
was
he
discovered
that
the
form
of
Uncas
had
vanished
,
and
that
he
beheld
only
the
dark
outline
of
an
inequality
in
the
embankment
.
"
What
has
become
of
the
Mohican
?
"
he
demanded
of
the
scout
,
stepping
back
in
amazement
;
"
it
was
here
that
I
saw
him
fall
,
and
I
could
have
sworn
that
here
he
yet
remained
.
"
"
Hist
!
speak
lower
;
for
we
know
not
what
ears
are
open
,
and
the
Mingos
are
a
quick-witted
breed
.
As
for
Uncas
,
he
is
out
on
the
plain
,
and
the
Maquas
,
if
any
such
are
about
us
,
will
find
their
equal
.
"
"
You
think
that
Montcalm
has
not
called
off
all
his
Indians
?
Let
us
give
the
alarm
to
our
companions
,
that
we
may
stand
to
our
arms
.
Here
are
five
of
us
,
who
are
not
unused
to
meet
an
enemy
.
"
"
Not
a
word
to
either
,
as
you
value
life
.
Look
at
the
Sagamore
,
how
like
a
grand
Indian
chief
he
sits
by
the
fire
.
If
there
are
any
skulkers
out
in
the
darkness
,
they
will
never
discover
by
his
countenance
that
we
suspect
danger
at
hand
.
"
