Останній з Могікан

           Go,malignantmonster—whydoyoudelay?"

           ItwouldbedifficulttodescribetheexpressionwithwhichMagualistenedtothisthreattofollow.Therewasatfirstafierceandmanifestdisplayofjoy,andthenitwasinstantlysubduedinalookofcunningcoldness.

           "Thewoodsareopen,"hewascontentwithanswering."‘TheOpenHand’cancome."

           "Hold,"criedHawkeye,seizingDuncanbythearm,anddetaininghimbyviolence;"youknownotthecraftoftheimp.Hewouldleadyoutoanambushment,andyourdeath—"

           "Huron,"interruptedUncas,who,submissivetothesterncustomsofhispeople,hadbeenanattentiveandgravelistenertoallthatpassed;"Huron,thejusticeoftheDelawarescomesfromtheManitou.Lookatthesun.Heisnowintheupperbranchesofthehemlock.Yourpathisshortandopen.Whenheisseenabovethetrees,therewillbemenonyourtrail."

           "Ihearacrow!"exclaimedMagua,withatauntinglaugh."Go!"headded,shakinghishandatthecrowd,whichhadslowlyopenedtoadmithispassage—"WherearethepetticoatsoftheDelawares!LetthemsendtheirarrowsandtheirgunstotheWyandots;theyshallhavevenisontoeat,andcorntohoe.Dogs,rabbits,thieves—Ispitonyou!"

           Hispartinggibeswerelistenedtoinadead,bodingsilence,and,withthesebitingwordsinhismouth,thetriumphantMaguapassedunmolestedintotheforest,followedbyhispassivecaptive,andprotectedbytheinviolablelawsofIndianhospitality.