Останній з Могікан
Chapter 10
"Isheabird,tospreadhiswings;orisheafish,toswimwithoutair!Thewhitechiefreadsinhisbooks,andhebelievestheHuronsarefools!"
"Thoughnofish,TheLongRiflecanswim.Hefloateddownthestreamwhenthepowderwasallburnt,andwhentheeyesoftheHuronswerebehindacloud."
"Andwhydidthewhitechiefstay?"demandedthestillincredulousIndian."Isheastonethatgoestothebottom,ordoesthescalpburnhishead?"
"ThatIamnotastone,yourdeadcomrade,whofellintothefalls,mightanswer,werethelifestillinhim,"saidtheprovokedyoungman,using,inhisanger,thatboastfullanguagewhichwasmostlikelytoexcitetheadmirationofanIndian."Thewhitemanthinksnonebutcowardsdeserttheirwomen."
Maguamutteredafewwords,inaudibly,betweenhisteeth,beforehecontinued,aloud—
"CantheDelawaresswim,too,aswellascrawlinthebushes?WhereisLeGrosSerpent?"
Duncan,whoperceivedbytheuseoftheseCanadianappellations,thathislatecompanionsweremuchbetterknowntohisenemiesthantohimself,answered,reluctantly,"Healsoisgonedownwiththewater."
"LeCerfAgileisnothere?"
"Iknownotwhomyoucall‘TheNimbleDeer,’"saidDuncan,gladlyprofitingbyanyexcusetocreatedelay.
"Uncas,"returnedMagua,pronouncingtheDelawarenamewithevengreaterdifficultythanhespokehisEnglishwords."‘BoundingElk’iswhatthewhitemansays,whenhecallstotheyoungMohican."
