Останній з Могікан
Chapter 11
"AndamIanswerablethatthoughtlessandunprincipledmenexist,whoseshadesofcountenancemayresemblemine?"Coracalmlydemandedoftheexcitedsavage.
"No;Maguaisaman,andnotafool;suchasyouneveropentheirlipstotheburningstream:theGreatSpirithasgivenyouwisdom!"
"WhatthenhaveItodo,orsay,inthematterofyourmisfortunes,nottosayofyourerrors?"
"Listen,"repeatedtheIndian,resuminghisearnestattitude;"whenhisEnglishandFrenchfathersdugupthehatchet,LeRenardstruckthewar-postoftheMohawks,andwentoutagainsthisownnation.Thepale-faceshavedriventheredskinsfromtheirhunting-grounds,andnowwhentheyfight,awhitemanleadstheway.TheoldchiefatHorican,yourfather,wasthegreatcaptainofourwar-party.HesaidtotheMohawksdothis,anddothat,andhewasminded.Hemadealaw,thatifanIndianswallowedthefire-water,andcameintotheclothwigwamsofhiswarriors,itshouldnotbeforgotten.Maguafoolishlyopenedhismouth,andthehotliquorledhimintothecabinofMunro.Whatdidthegray-head?lethisdaughtersay."
"Heforgotnothiswords,anddidjusticebypunishingtheoffender,"saidtheundaunteddaughter.
"Justice!"repeatedtheIndian,castinganobliqueglanceofthemostferociousexpressionatherunyieldingcountenance;"isitjusticetomakeevil,andthenpunishforit?Maguawasnothimself;itwasthefire-waterthatspokeandactedforhim!butMunrodidnotbelieveit.
