Останній з Могікан

           "Whatartthou!"demandedDavid,utterlydisqualifiedtopursuehisoriginalintention,andnearlygaspingforbreath.

           "Amanlikeyourself;andonewhosebloodisaslittletaintedbythecrossofabear,oranIndian,asyourown.Haveyousosoonforgottenfromwhomyoureceivedthefoolishinstrumentyouholdinyourhand?"

           "Canthesethingsbe?"returnedDavid,breathingmorefreely,asthetruthbegantodawnuponhim."Ihavefoundmanymarvelsduringmysojournwiththeheathen,butsurelynothingtoexcelthis!"

           "Come,come,"returnedHawkeye,uncasinghishonestcountenance,thebettertoassurethewaveringconfidenceofhiscompanion;"youmayseeaskin,which,ifitbenotaswhiteasoneofthegentleones,hasnotingeofredtoitthatthewindsofheavenandthesunhavenotbestowed.Nowletustobusiness."

           "Firsttellmeofthemaiden,andoftheyouthwhosobravelysoughther,"interruptedDavid.

           "Ay,theyarehappilyfreedfromthetomahawksofthesevarlets.ButcanyouputmeonthescentofUncas?"

           "Theyoungmanisinbondage,andmuchIfearhisdeathisdecreed.Igreatlymournthatonesowelldisposedshoulddieinhisignorance,andIhavesoughtagoodlyhymn—"

           "Canyouleadmetohim?"

           "Thetaskwillnotbedifficult,"returnedDavid,hesitating;"thoughIgreatlyfearyourpresencewouldratherincreasethanmitigatehisunhappyfortunes."