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           Eyingthesadspectaclewithanangrycountenance,thesturdywoodsman,forthefirsttimesincehisenteringtheplain,spokeintelligiblyandaloud:—

           "Ihavebeenonmanyashockingfield,andhavefollowedatrailofbloodformanymiles,"hesaid,"butneverhaveIfoundthehandofthedevilsoplainasitisheretobeseen!RevengeisanIndianfeeling,andallwhoknowmeknowthatthereisnocrossinmyveins;butthismuchwillIsay—here,inthefaceofheaven,andwiththepoweroftheLordsomanifestinthishowlingwilderness—thatshouldtheseFrenchersevertrustthemselvesagainwithintherangeofaraggedbullet,thereisonerifleshallplayitspart,solongasflintwillfireorpowderburn!Ileavethetomahawkandknifetosuchashaveanaturalgifttousethem.Whatsayyou,Chingachgook,"headdedinDelaware;"shalltheHuronsboastofthistotheirwomenwhenthedeepsnowscome?"

           AgleamofresentmentflashedacrossthedarklineamentsoftheMohicanchief:heloosenedhisknifeinitssheath;andthenturningcalmlyfromthesight,hiscountenancesettledintoareposeasdeepasifheneverknewtheinstigationofpassion.

           "Montcalm!Montcalm!"continuedthedeeplyresentfulandlessself-restrainedscout;"theysayatimemustcome,whenallthedeedsdoneinthefleshwillbeseenatasinglelook;andthatbyeyesclearedfrommortalinfirmities.