Останній з Могікан
Chapter 11
Inafewmoments,however,herheadbegantomoveslowly,inasignofdeep,unconquerabledisapprobation.
"No,no,no;betterthatwedieaswehavelived,together!"
"Thendie!"shoutedMagua,hurlinghistomahawkwithviolenceattheunresistingspeaker,andgnashinghisteethwitharagethatcouldnolongerbebridled,atthissuddenexhibitionoffirmnessintheonehebelievedtheweakestoftheparty.TheaxecleavedtheairinfrontofHeyward,andcuttingsomeoftheflowingringletsofAlice,quiveredinthetreeaboveherhead.ThesightmaddenedDuncantodesperation.Collectingallhisenergiesinoneeffort,hesnappedthetwigswhichboundhimandrusheduponanothersavagewhowaspreparingwithloudyells,andamoredeliberateaim,torepeattheblow.Theyencountered,grappled,andfelltotheearthtogether.ThenakedbodyofhisantagonistaffordedHeywardnomeansofholdinghisadversary,whoglidedfromhisgrasp,androseagainwithonekneeonhischest,pressinghimdownwiththeweightofagiant.Duncanalreadysawtheknifegleamingintheair,whenawhistlingsoundsweptpasthim,andwasratheraccompanied,thanfollowed,bythesharpcrackofarifle.Hefelthisbreastrelievedfromtheloadithadendured;hesawthesavageexpressionofhisadversary’scountenancechangetoalookofvacantwildness,whentheIndianfelldeadonthefadedleavesbyhisside.
