Останній з Могікан
Chapter 1
Ageneralmovementamongthedomestics,andalowsoundofgentlevoices,announcedtheapproachofthosewhosepresencealonewaswantedtoenablethecavalcadetomove.Thesimpleadmirerofthewar-horseinstantlyfellbacktoalow,gaunt,switch-tailedmare,thatwasunconsciouslygleaningthefadedherbageofthecampnighby;where,leaningwithoneelbowontheblanketthatconcealedanapologyforasaddle,hebecameaspectatorofthedeparture,whileafoalwasquietlymakingitsmorningrepast,ontheoppositesideofthesameanimal.
Ayoungman,inthedressofanofficer,conductedtotheirsteedstwofemales,who,asitwasapparentbytheirdresses,werepreparedtoencounterthefatiguesofajourneyinthewoods.One,andshewasthemostjuvenileinherappearance,thoughbothwereyoung,permittedglimpsesofherdazzlingcomplexion,fairgoldenhair,andbrightblueeyes,tobecaught,assheartlesslysufferedthemorningairtoblowasidethegreenveilwhichdescendedlowfromherbeaver.Theflushwhichstilllingeredabovethepinesinthewesternskywasnotmorebrightnordelicatethanthebloomonhercheek;norwastheopeningdaymorecheeringthantheanimatedsmilewhichshebestowedontheyouth,asheassistedherintothesaddle.Theother,whoappearedtoshareequallyintheattentionsoftheyoungofficer,concealedhercharmsfromthegazeofthesoldiery,withacarethatseemedbetterfittedtotheexperienceoffourorfiveadditionalyears.
