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           HasUncasnocounseltoofferinsuchastrait?"

           TheyoungMohicancastaglanceathisfather,butmaintaininghisquietandreservedmien,hecontinuedsilent.Chingachgookhadcaughtthelook,andmotioningwithhishand,hebadehimspeak.Themomentthispermissionwasaccorded,thecountenanceofUncaschangedfromitsgravecomposuretoagleamofintelligenceandjoy.Boundingforwardlikeadeer,hesprangupthesideofalittleacclivity,afewrodsinadvance,andstoodexultinglyoveraspotoffreshearththatlookedasthoughithadbeenrecentlyupturnedbythepassageofsomeheavyanimal.Theeyesofthewholepartyfollowedtheunexpectedmovement,andreadtheirsuccessintheairoftriumphthattheyouthassumed.

           "’Tisthetrail!"exclaimedthescout,advancingtothespot:"theladisquickofsightandkeenofwitforhisyears."

           "’Tisextraordinarythatheshouldhavewithheldhisknowledgesolong,"mutteredDuncan,athiselbow.

           "Itwouldhavebeenmorewonderfulhadhespokenwithoutabidding.No,no;youryoungwhite,whogathershislearningfrombooksandcanmeasurewhatheknowsbythepage,mayconceitthathisknowledge,likehislegs,outrunsthatofhisfather;butwhereexperienceisthemaster,thescholarismadetoknowthevalueofyears,andrespectsthemaccordingly."

           "See!"saidUncas,pointingnorthandsouth,attheevidentmarksofthebroadtrailoneithersideofhim:"thedark-hairhasgonetowardsthefrost."