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"
Not
of
all
;
for
Indian
sight
is
too
keen
to
be
easily
cheated
,
and
we
kept
close
.
A
difficult
matter
it
was
,
too
,
to
keep
this
Mohican
boy
snug
in
the
ambushment
.
Ah
!
Uncas
,
Uncas
,
your
behavior
was
more
like
that
of
a
curious
woman
than
of
a
warrior
on
his
scent
.
"
Uncas
permitted
his
eyes
to
turn
for
an
instant
on
the
sturdy
countenance
of
the
speaker
,
but
he
neither
spoke
nor
gave
any
indication
of
repentance
.
On
the
contrary
,
Heyward
thought
the
manner
of
the
young
Mohican
was
disdainful
,
if
not
a
little
fierce
,
and
that
he
suppressed
passions
that
were
ready
to
explode
,
as
much
in
compliment
to
the
listeners
,
as
from
the
deference
he
usually
paid
to
his
white
associate
.
"
You
saw
our
capture
?
"
Heyward
next
demanded
.
"
We
heard
it
,
"
was
the
significant
answer
.
"
An
Indian
yell
is
plain
language
to
men
who
have
passed
their
days
in
the
woods
.
But
when
you
landed
,
we
were
driven
to
crawl
,
like
sarpents
,
beneath
the
leaves
;
and
then
we
lost
sight
of
you
entirely
,
until
we
placed
eyes
on
you
again
,
trussed
to
the
trees
,
and
ready
bound
for
an
Indian
massacre
.
"
"
Our
rescue
was
the
deed
of
Providence
.
It
was
nearly
a
miracle
that
you
did
not
mistake
the
path
,
for
the
Hurons
divided
,
and
each
band
had
its
horses
.
"
"
Ay
!
there
we
were
thrown
off
the
scent
,
and
might
,
indeed
,
have
lost
the
trail
,
had
it
not
been
for
Uncas
;
we
took
the
path
,
however
,
that
led
into
the
wilderness
;
for
we
judged
,
and
judged
rightly
,
that
the
savages
would
hold
that
course
with
their
prisoners
.
But
when
we
had
followed
it
for
many
miles
,
without
finding
a
single
twig
broken
,
as
I
had
advised
,
my
mind
misgave
me
;
especially
as
all
the
footsteps
had
the
prints
of
moccasins
.
"
"
Our
captors
had
the
precaution
to
see
us
shod
like
themselves
,
"
said
Duncan
,
raising
a
foot
,
and
exhibiting
the
buckskin
he
wore
.
"
Ay
,
'
twas
judgmatical
,
and
like
themselves
;
though
we
were
too
expart
to
be
thrown
from
a
trail
by
so
common
an
invention
.
"
"
To
what
,
then
,
are
we
indebted
for
our
safety
?
"
