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Chapter 11
"WhataHuronloves—goodforgood;badforbad!"
"YouwouldthenrevengetheinjuryinflictedbyMunroonhishelplessdaughters.Woulditnotbemorelikeamantogobeforehisface,andtakethesatisfactionofawarrior?"
"Thearmsofthepale-facesarelong,andtheirknivessharp!"returnedthesavage,withamalignantlaugh:"whyshouldLeRenardgoamongthemusketsofhiswarriors,whenheholdsthespiritofthegray-headinhishand?"
"Nameyourintention,Magua,"saidCora,strugglingwithherselftospeakwithsteadycalmness."Isittoleadusprisonerstothewoods,ordoyoucontemplateevensomegreaterevil?Istherenoreward,nomeansofpalliatingtheinjury,andofsofteningyourheart?Atleast,releasemygentlesister,andpouroutallyourmaliceonme.Purchasewealthbyhersafety,andsatisfyyourrevengewithasinglevictim.Thelossofbothofhisdaughtersmightbringtheagedmantohisgrave,andwherewouldthenbethesatisfactionofLeRenard?"
"Listen,"saidtheIndianagain."ThelighteyescangobacktotheHorican,andtelltheoldchiefwhathasbeendone,ifthedark-hairedwomanwillswearbytheGreatSpiritofherfatherstotellnolie."
"WhatmustIpromise?"demandedCora,stillmaintainingasecretascendencyoverthefiercenative,bythecollectedandfemininedignityofherpresence.
"WhenMagualefthispeople,hiswifewasgiventoanotherchief;hehasnowmadefriendswiththeHurons,andwillgobacktothegravesofhistribe,ontheshoresofthegreatlake.
