Останній з Могікан
Chapter 9
Inshort,sorapidlyhadthesavagesoundsdiffusedthemselvesoverthebarrenrock,thatitwasnotdifficultfortheanxiouslistenerstoimaginetheycouldbeheardbeneath,asintruththeywereaboveandoneverysideofthem.
Inthemidstofthistumult,atriumphantyellwasraisedwithinafewyardsofthehiddenentrancetothecave.Heywardabandonedeveryhope,withthebeliefitwasthesignalthattheywerediscovered.Againtheimpressionpassedaway,asheheardthevoicescollectnearthespotwherethewhitemanhadsoreluctantlyabandonedhisrifle.AmidthejargonoftheIndiandialectsthathenowplainlyheard,itwaseasytodistinguishnotonlywords,butsentences,inthepatoisoftheCanadas.Aburstofvoiceshadshoutedsimultaneously,"LaLongueCarabine!"causingtheoppositewoodstore-echowithanamewhich,Heywardwellremembered,hadbeengivenbyhisenemiestoacelebratedhunterandscoutoftheEnglishcamp,andwho,henowlearntforthefirsttime,hadbeenhislatecompanion.
"LaLongueCarabine!LaLongueCarabine!"passedfrommouthtomouth,untilthewholebandappearedtobecollectedaroundatrophywhichwouldseemtoannouncethedeathofitsformidableowner.Afteravociferousconsultation,whichwas,attimes,deafenedbyburstsofsavagejoy,theyagainseparated,fillingtheairwiththenameofafoe,whosebody,Heywardcouldcollectfromtheirexpressions,theyhopedtofindconcealedinsomecreviceoftheisland.
