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"
Then
to
Heaven
will
I
return
my
thanks
!
"
exclaimed
the
younger
sister
,
rising
from
the
encircling
arms
of
Cora
,
and
casting
herself
with
enthusiastic
gratitude
on
the
naked
rock
;
"
to
that
Heaven
who
has
spared
the
tears
of
a
gray-headed
father
;
has
saved
the
lives
of
those
I
so
much
love
--
"
Both
Heyward
,
and
the
more
tempered
Cora
,
witnessed
the
act
of
involuntary
emotion
with
powerful
sympathy
,
the
former
secretly
believing
that
piety
had
never
worn
a
form
so
lovely
as
it
had
now
assumed
in
the
youthful
person
of
Alice
.
Her
eyes
radiant
with
the
glow
of
grateful
feelings
;
the
flush
of
her
beauty
was
again
seated
on
her
cheeks
,
and
her
whole
soul
seemed
ready
and
anxious
to
pour
out
its
thanksgivings
,
through
the
medium
of
her
eloquent
features
.
But
when
her
lips
moved
,
the
words
they
should
have
uttered
appeared
frozen
by
some
new
and
sudden
chill
.
Her
bloom
gave
place
to
the
paleness
of
death
;
her
soft
and
melting
eyes
grew
hard
,
and
seemed
contracting
with
horror
;
while
those
hands
which
she
had
raised
,
clasped
in
each
other
,
towards
heaven
,
dropped
in
horizontal
lines
before
her
,
the
fingers
pointed
forward
in
convulsed
motion
.
Heyward
turned
,
the
instant
she
gave
a
direction
to
his
suspicions
,
and
,
peering
just
above
the
ledge
which
formed
the
threshold
of
the
open
outlet
of
the
cavern
,
he
beheld
the
malignant
,
fierce
,
and
savage
features
of
Le
Renard
Subtil
.
In
that
moment
of
surprise
,
the
self-possession
of
Heyward
did
not
desert
him
.
He
observed
by
the
vacant
expression
of
the
Indian
's
countenance
,
that
his
eye
,
accustomed
to
the
open
air
,
had
not
yet
been
able
to
penetrate
the
dusky
light
which
pervaded
the
depth
of
the
cavern
.
He
had
even
thought
of
retreating
beyond
a
curvature
in
the
natural
wall
,
which
might
still
conceal
him
and
his
companions
,
when
,
by
the
sudden
gleam
of
intelligence
that
shot
across
the
features
of
the
savage
,
he
saw
it
was
too
late
,
and
that
they
were
betrayed
.
The
look
of
exultation
and
brutal
triumph
which
announced
this
terrible
truth
was
irresistibly
irritating
.
Forgetful
of
everything
but
the
impulses
of
his
hot
blood
,
Duncan
levelled
his
pistol
and
fired
.
The
report
of
the
weapon
made
the
cavern
bellow
like
an
eruption
from
a
volcano
;
and
when
the
smoke
it
vomited
had
been
driven
away
before
the
current
of
air
which
issued
from
the
ravine
,
the
place
so
lately
occupied
by
the
features
of
his
treacherous
guide
was
vacant
.
Rushing
to
the
outlet
,
Heyward
caught
a
glimpse
of
his
dark
figure
,
stealing
around
a
low
and
narrow
ledge
,
which
soon
hid
him
entirely
from
sight
.
Among
the
savages
,
a
frightful
stillness
succeeded
the
explosion
,
which
had
just
been
heard
bursting
from
the
bowels
of
the
rock
But
when
Le
Renard
raised
his
voice
in
a
long
and
intelligible
whoop
,
it
was
answered
by
a
spontaneous
yell
from
the
mouth
of
every
Indian
within
hearing
of
the
sound
.
The
clamorous
noises
again
rushed
down
the
island
;
and
before
Duncan
had
time
to
recover
from
the
shock
,
his
feeble
barrier
of
brush
was
scattered
to
the
winds
,
the
cavern
was
entered
at
both
its
extremities
,
and
he
and
his
companions
were
dragged
from
their
shelter
and
borne
into
the
day
,
where
they
stood
surrounded
by
the
whole
band
of
the
triumphant
Hurons
.
"
I
fear
we
shall
outsleep
the
coming
morn
As
much
as
we
this
night
have
overwatched
!
"
Midsummer
Night
's
Dream
.
