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"
They
are
preparing
for
a
shot
,
"
said
Heyward
;
"
and
as
we
are
in
a
line
with
them
,
it
can
scarcely
fail
.
"
"
Get
you
then
into
the
bottom
of
the
canoe
,
"
returned
the
scout
;
"
you
and
the
colonel
;
it
will
be
so
much
taken
from
the
size
of
the
mark
.
"
Heyward
smiled
,
as
he
answered
--
"
It
would
be
but
an
ill
example
for
the
highest
in
rank
to
dodge
,
while
the
warriors
were
under
fire
!
"
"
Lord
!
Lord
!
That
is
now
a
white
man
's
courage
!
"
exclaimed
the
scout
;
"
and
like
too
many
of
his
notions
,
not
to
be
maintained
by
reason
.
Do
you
think
the
Sagamore
,
or
Uncas
,
or
even
I
,
who
am
a
man
without
a
cross
,
would
deliberate
about
finding
a
cover
in
the
skrimmage
,
when
an
open
body
would
do
no
good
?
For
what
have
the
Frenchers
reared
up
their
Quebec
,
if
fighting
is
always
to
be
done
in
the
clearings
?
"
"
All
that
you
say
is
very
true
,
my
friend
,
"
replied
Heyward
;
"
still
,
our
customs
must
prevent
us
from
doing
as
you
wish
.
"
A
volley
from
the
Hurons
interrupted
the
discourse
,
and
as
the
bullets
whistled
about
them
,
Duncan
saw
the
head
of
Uncas
turned
,
looking
back
at
himself
and
Munro
.
Notwithstanding
the
nearness
of
the
enemy
,
and
his
own
great
personal
danger
,
the
countenance
of
the
young
warrior
expressed
no
other
emotion
,
as
the
former
was
compelled
to
think
,
than
amazement
at
finding
men
willing
to
encounter
so
useless
an
exposure
.
Chingachgook
was
probably
better
acquainted
with
the
notions
of
white
men
,
for
he
did
not
even
cast
a
glance
aside
from
the
riveted
look
his
eye
maintained
on
the
object
by
which
he
governed
their
course
.
A
ball
soon
struck
the
light
and
polished
paddle
from
the
hands
of
the
chief
,
and
drove
it
through
the
air
,
far
in
the
advance
.
A
shout
arose
from
the
Hurons
,
who
seized
the
opportunity
to
fire
another
volley
.
Uncas
described
an
arc
in
the
water
with
his
own
blade
,
and
as
the
canoe
passed
swiftly
on
,
Chingachgook
recovered
his
paddle
,
and
flourishing
it
on
high
,
he
gave
the
war-whoop
of
the
Mohicans
,
and
then
lent
his
strength
and
skill
again
to
the
important
task
.
The
clamorous
sounds
of
"
Le
Gros
Serpent
!
"
"
La
Longue
Carabine
!
"
"
Le
Cerf
Agile
!
"
burst
at
once
from
the
canoes
behind
,
and
seemed
to
give
new
zeal
to
the
pursuers
.
The
scout
seized
"
Killdeer
"
in
his
left
hand
,
and
elevating
it
above
his
head
,
he
shook
it
in
triumph
at
his
enemies
.
The
savages
answered
the
insult
with
a
yell
,
and
immediately
another
volley
succeeded
.
The
bullets
pattered
along
the
lake
,
and
one
even
pierced
the
bark
of
their
little
vessel
.
No
perceptible
emotion
could
be
discovered
in
the
Mohicans
during
this
critical
moment
,
their
rigid
features
expressing
neither
hope
nor
alarm
;
but
the
scout
again
turned
his
head
,
and
laughing
in
his
own
silent
manner
,
he
said
to
Heyward
--
"
The
knaves
love
to
hear
the
sounds
of
their
pieces
;
but
the
eye
is
not
to
be
found
among
the
Mingos
that
can
calculate
a
true
range
in
a
dancing
canoe
!
You
see
the
dumb
devils
have
taken
off
a
man
to
charge
,
and
by
the
smallest
measurement
that
can
be
allowed
,
we
move
three
feet
to
their
two
!
"
