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"
You
understand
the
nature
of
an
Indian
's
wishes
,
"
he
concluded
,
as
he
led
her
towards
the
place
where
she
was
expected
,
"
and
must
be
prodigal
of
your
offers
of
powder
and
blankets
.
Ardent
spirits
are
,
however
,
the
most
prized
by
such
as
he
;
nor
would
it
be
amiss
to
add
some
boon
from
your
own
hand
,
with
that
grace
you
so
well
know
how
to
practise
.
Remember
,
Cora
,
that
on
your
presence
of
mind
and
ingenuity
even
your
life
,
as
well
as
that
of
Alice
,
may
in
some
measure
depend
.
"
"
Heyward
,
and
yours
!
"
"
Mine
is
of
little
moment
;
it
is
already
sold
to
my
king
,
and
is
a
prize
to
be
seized
by
any
enemy
who
may
possess
the
power
.
I
have
no
father
to
expect
me
,
and
but
few
friends
to
lament
a
fate
which
I
have
courted
with
the
insatiable
longings
of
youth
after
distinction
.
But
hush
!
we
approach
the
Indian
.
Magua
,
the
lady
with
whom
you
wish
to
speak
is
here
.
"
The
Indian
rose
slowly
from
his
seat
,
and
stood
for
near
a
minute
silent
and
motionless
.
He
then
signed
with
his
hand
for
Heyward
to
retire
,
saying
coldly
--
"
When
the
Huron
talks
to
the
women
,
his
tribe
shut
their
ears
.
"
Duncan
,
still
lingering
,
as
if
refusing
to
comply
,
Cora
said
,
with
a
calm
smile
--
"
You
hear
,
Heyward
,
and
delicacy
at
least
should
urge
you
to
retire
.
Go
to
Alice
,
and
comfort
her
with
our
reviving
prospects
.
"
She
waited
until
he
had
departed
,
and
then
turning
to
the
native
,
with
the
dignity
of
her
sex
in
her
voice
and
manner
,
she
added
,
"
What
would
Le
Renard
say
to
the
daughter
of
Munro
?
"
"
Listen
,
"
said
the
Indian
,
laying
his
hand
firmly
upon
her
arm
,
as
if
willing
to
draw
her
utmost
attention
to
his
words
;
a
movement
that
Cora
as
firmly
but
quietly
repulsed
,
by
extricating
the
limb
from
his
grasp
:
"
Magua
was
born
a
chief
and
a
warrior
among
the
red
Hurons
of
the
lakes
;
he
saw
the
suns
of
twenty
summers
make
the
snows
of
twenty
winters
run
off
in
the
streams
,
before
he
saw
a
pale-face
;
and
he
was
happy
!
Then
his
Canada
fathers
came
into
the
woods
,
and
taught
him
to
drink
the
fire-water
,
and
he
became
a
rascal
.
The
Hurons
drove
him
from
the
graves
of
his
fathers
,
as
they
would
chase
the
hunted
buffalo
.
He
ran
down
the
shores
of
the
lakes
,
and
followed
their
outlet
to
the
'
city
of
cannon
.
'
There
he
hunted
and
fished
,
till
the
people
chased
him
again
through
the
woods
into
the
arms
of
his
enemies
.
The
chief
,
who
was
born
a
Huron
,
was
at
last
a
warrior
among
the
Mohawks
!
"
