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In
the
midst
of
this
tumult
,
a
triumphant
yell
was
raised
within
a
few
yards
of
the
hidden
entrance
to
the
cave
.
Heyward
abandoned
every
hope
,
with
the
belief
it
was
the
signal
that
they
were
discovered
.
Again
the
impression
passed
away
,
as
he
heard
the
voices
collect
near
the
spot
where
the
white
man
had
so
reluctantly
abandoned
his
rifle
.
Amid
the
jargon
of
the
Indian
dialects
that
he
now
plainly
heard
,
it
was
easy
to
distinguish
not
only
words
,
but
sentences
,
in
the
patois
of
the
Canadas
.
A
burst
of
voices
had
shouted
simultaneously
,
"
La
Longue
Carabine
!
"
causing
the
opposite
woods
to
re-echo
with
a
name
which
,
Heyward
well
remembered
,
had
been
given
by
his
enemies
to
a
celebrated
hunter
and
scout
of
the
English
camp
,
and
who
,
he
now
learnt
for
the
first
time
,
had
been
his
late
companion
.
"
La
Longue
Carabine
!
La
Longue
Carabine
!
"
passed
from
mouth
to
mouth
,
until
the
whole
band
appeared
to
be
collected
around
a
trophy
which
would
seem
to
announce
the
death
of
its
formidable
owner
.
After
a
vociferous
consultation
,
which
was
,
at
times
,
deafened
by
bursts
of
savage
joy
,
they
again
separated
,
filling
the
air
with
the
name
of
a
foe
,
whose
body
,
Heyward
could
collect
from
their
expressions
,
they
hoped
to
find
concealed
in
some
crevice
of
the
island
.
"
Now
,
"
he
whispered
to
the
trembling
sisters
,
"
now
is
the
moment
of
uncertainty
!
if
our
place
of
retreat
escape
this
scrutiny
,
we
are
still
safe
!
In
every
event
,
we
are
assured
,
by
what
has
fallen
from
our
enemies
,
that
our
friends
have
escaped
,
and
in
two
short
hours
we
may
look
for
succor
from
Webb
.
"
There
were
now
a
few
minutes
of
fearful
stillness
,
during
which
Heyward
well
knew
that
the
savages
conducted
their
search
with
greater
vigilance
and
method
.
More
than
once
he
could
distinguish
their
footsteps
,
as
they
brushed
the
sassafras
,
causing
the
faded
leaves
to
rustle
,
and
the
branches
to
snap
.
At
length
,
the
pile
yielded
a
little
,
a
corner
of
the
blanket
fell
,
and
a
faint
ray
of
light
gleamed
into
the
inner
part
of
the
cave
.
Cora
folded
Alice
to
her
bosom
in
agony
,
and
Duncan
sprang
to
his
feet
.
A
shout
was
at
that
moment
heard
,
as
if
issuing
from
the
centre
of
the
rock
,
announcing
that
the
neighboring
cavern
had
at
length
been
entered
.
In
a
minute
,
the
number
and
loudness
of
the
voices
indicated
that
the
whole
party
was
collected
in
and
around
that
secret
place
.
As
the
inner
passages
to
the
two
caves
were
so
close
to
each
other
,
Duncan
,
believing
that
escape
was
no
longer
possible
,
passed
David
and
the
sisters
,
to
place
himself
between
the
latter
and
the
first
onset
of
the
terrible
meeting
.
Grown
desperate
by
his
situation
,
he
drew
nigh
the
slight
barrier
which
separated
him
only
by
a
few
feet
from
his
relentless
pursuers
,
and
placing
his
face
to
the
casual
opening
,
he
even
looked
out
,
with
a
sort
of
desperate
indifference
,
on
their
movements
.
Within
reach
of
his
arm
was
the
brawny
shoulder
of
a
gigantic
Indian
,
whose
deep
and
authoritative
voice
appeared
to
give
directions
to
the
proceedings
of
his
fellows
.
Beyond
him
again
,
Duncan
could
look
into
the
vault
opposite
,
which
was
filled
with
savages
,
upturning
and
rifling
the
humble
furniture
of
the
scout
.
The
wound
of
David
had
dyed
the
leaves
of
sassafras
with
a
color
that
the
natives
well
knew
was
anticipating
the
season
.
Over
this
sign
of
their
success
,
they
set
up
a
howl
,
like
an
opening
from
so
many
hounds
who
had
recovered
a
lost
trail
.
After
this
yell
of
victory
,
they
tore
up
the
fragrant
bed
of
the
cavern
,
and
bore
the
branches
into
the
chasm
,
scattering
the
boughs
,
as
if
they
suspected
them
of
concealing
the
person
of
the
man
they
had
so
long
hated
and
feared
.
One
fierce
and
wild-looking
warrior
approached
the
chief
bearing
a
load
of
the
brush
,
and
pointing
,
exultingly
,
to
the
deep
red
stains
with
which
it
was
sprinkled
,
uttered
his
joy
in
Indian
yells
,
whose
meaning
Heyward
was
only
enabled
to
comprehend
by
the
frequent
repetition
of
the
name
of
"
La
Longue
Carabine
!
"
When
his
triumph
had
ceased
,
he
cast
the
brush
on
the
slight
heap
that
Duncan
had
made
before
the
entrance
of
the
second
cavern
,
and
closed
the
view
.
His
example
was
followed
by
others
,
who
,
as
they
drew
the
branches
from
the
cave
of
the
scout
,
threw
them
into
one
pile
,
adding
,
unconsciously
,
to
the
security
of
those
they
sought
.
The
very
slightness
of
the
defence
was
its
chief
merit
,
for
no
one
thought
of
disturbing
a
mass
of
brush
,
which
all
of
them
believed
,
in
that
moment
of
hurry
and
confusion
,
had
been
accidentally
raised
by
the
hands
of
their
own
party
.
As
the
blankets
yielded
before
the
outward
pressure
,
and
the
branches
settled
in
the
fissure
of
the
rock
by
their
own
weight
,
forming
a
compact
body
,
Duncan
once
more
breathed
freely
.
With
a
light
step
,
and
lighter
heart
,
he
returned
to
the
centre
of
the
cave
,
and
took
the
place
he
had
left
,
where
he
could
command
a
view
of
the
opening
next
the
river
.
While
he
was
in
the
act
of
making
this
movement
,
the
Indians
,
as
if
changing
their
purpose
by
a
common
impulse
,
broke
away
from
the
cavern
in
a
body
,
and
were
heard
rushing
up
the
island
again
,
towards
the
point
whence
they
had
originally
descended
.
Here
another
wailing
cry
betrayed
that
they
were
again
collected
around
the
bodies
of
their
dead
comrades
.
Duncan
now
ventured
to
look
at
his
companions
;
for
,
during
the
most
critical
moments
of
their
danger
,
he
had
been
apprehensive
that
the
anxiety
of
his
countenance
might
communicate
some
additional
alarm
to
those
who
were
so
little
able
to
sustain
it
.
"
They
are
gone
,
Cora
!
"
he
whispered
;
"
Alice
,
they
are
returned
whence
they
came
,
and
we
are
saved
!
To
Heaven
,
that
has
alone
delivered
us
from
the
grasp
of
so
merciless
an
enemy
,
be
all
the
praise
!
"
