Останній з Могікан
Chapter 19
Therearealwayssomehonestmenineverynation,thoughheavenknows,too,thattheyarescarceamongtheMaquas,tolookdownanupstartwhenhebragsag’inthefaceofreason.Thevarletsenthisleadwithinwhistleofyourears,Sagamore."
Chingachgookturnedacalmandincuriouseyetowardstheplacewheretheballhadstruck,andthenresumedhisformerattitude,withacomposurethatcouldnotbedisturbedbysotriflinganincident.JustthenUncasglidedintothecircle,andseatedhimselfatthefire,withthesameappearanceofindifferenceaswasmaintainedbyhisfather.
OftheseseveralmovementsHeywardwasadeeplyinterestedandwonderingobserver.Itappearedtohimasthoughtheforestershadsomesecretmeansofintelligence,whichhadescapedthevigilanceofhisownfaculties.Inplaceofthateagerandgarrulousnarrationwithwhichawhiteyouthwouldhaveendeavoredtocommunicate,andperhapsexaggerate,thatwhichhadpassedoutinthedarknessoftheplain,theyoungwarriorwasseeminglycontenttolethisdeedsspeakforthemselves.Itwas,infact,neitherthemomentnortheoccasionforanIndiantoboastofhisexploits;anditisprobable,thathadHeywardneglectedtoinquire,notanothersyllablewould,justthen,havebeenutteredonthesubject.
"Whathasbecomeofourenemy,Uncas?"demandedDuncan:"weheardyourrifle,andhopedyouhadnotfiredinvain."
Theyoungchiefremovedafoldofhishunting-shirt,andquietlyexposedthefataltuftofhair,whichheboreasthesymbolofvictory.
