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"
The
Delaware
dog
!
"
he
said
,
leaning
forward
,
and
peering
through
the
dim
light
to
catch
the
expression
of
the
other
's
features
;
"
is
he
afraid
?
will
the
Hurons
hear
his
groans
?
"
A
growl
so
exceedingly
fierce
and
natural
proceeded
from
the
beast
,
that
the
young
Indian
released
his
hold
and
started
aside
,
as
if
to
assure
himself
that
it
was
not
a
veritable
bear
,
and
no
counterfeit
,
that
was
rolling
before
him
.
Hawkeye
,
who
feared
his
voice
would
betray
him
to
his
subtle
enemies
,
gladly
profited
by
the
interruption
,
to
break
out
anew
in
such
a
burst
of
musical
expression
as
would
,
probably
,
in
a
more
refined
state
of
society
have
been
termed
"
a
grand
crash
.
"
Among
his
actual
auditors
,
however
,
it
merely
gave
him
an
additional
claim
to
that
respect
which
they
never
withhold
from
such
as
are
believed
to
be
the
subjects
of
mental
alienation
.
The
little
knot
of
Indians
drew
back
in
a
body
,
and
suffered
,
as
they
thought
,
the
conjurer
and
his
inspired
assistant
to
proceed
.
It
required
no
common
exercise
of
fortitude
in
Uncas
and
the
scout
,
to
continue
the
dignified
and
deliberate
pace
they
had
assumed
in
passing
the
lodges
;
especially
as
they
immediately
perceived
that
curiosity
had
so
far
mastered
fear
,
as
to
induce
the
watchers
to
approach
the
hut
,
in
order
to
witness
the
effect
of
the
incantations
.
The
least
injudicious
or
impatient
movement
on
the
part
of
David
might
betray
them
,
and
time
was
absolutely
necessary
to
insure
the
safety
of
the
scout
.
The
loud
noise
the
latter
conceived
it
politic
to
continue
,
drew
many
curious
gazers
to
the
doors
of
the
different
huts
as
they
passed
;
and
once
or
twice
a
dark-looking
warrior
stepped
across
their
path
,
led
to
the
act
by
superstition
or
watchfulness
.
They
were
not
,
however
,
interrupted
;
the
darkness
of
the
hour
,
and
the
coldness
of
the
attempt
,
proving
their
principal
friends
.
The
adventurers
had
got
clear
of
the
village
,
and
were
now
swiftly
approaching
the
shelter
of
the
woods
,
when
a
loud
and
long
cry
arose
from
the
lodge
where
Uncas
had
been
confined
.
The
Mohican
started
on
his
feet
,
and
shook
his
shaggy
covering
,
as
though
the
animal
he
counterfeited
was
about
to
make
some
desperate
effort
.
"
Hold
!
"
said
the
scout
,
grasping
his
friend
by
the
shoulder
,
"
let
them
yell
again
!
'
Twas
nothing
but
wonderment
.
"
He
had
no
occasion
to
delay
,
for
the
next
instant
a
burst
of
cries
filled
the
outer
air
,
and
ran
along
the
whole
extent
of
the
village
Uncas
cast
his
skin
,
and
stepped
forth
in
his
own
beautiful
proportions
.
Hawkeye
tapped
him
lightly
on
the
shoulder
,
and
glided
ahead
.
"
Now
let
the
devils
strike
our
scent
!
"
said
the
scout
,
tearing
two
rifles
,
with
all
their
attendant
accoutrements
,
from
beneath
a
bush
,
and
flourishing
"
Killdeer
"
as
he
handed
Uncas
his
weapon
;
"
two
,
at
least
,
will
find
it
to
their
deaths
.
"
Then
throwing
their
pieces
to
a
low
trail
,
like
sportsmen
in
readiness
for
their
game
,
they
dashed
forward
,
and
were
soon
buried
in
the
sombre
darkness
of
the
forest
.
