"None but a fiend could meditate such a vengeance! But thou overratest thy power. You shall find it is in truth, the heart of Munro you hold, and that it will defy your utmost malice!"
The Indian answered this bold defiance by a ghastly smile that showed an unaltered purpose, while he motioned her away, as if to close their conference for ever. Cora, already regretting her precipitation, was about to comply, for Magua instantly left the spot, and approached his gluttonous comrades. Heyward flew to the side of the agitated maiden, and demanded the result of a dialogue that he had watched at a distance with so much interest. But unwilling to alarm the fears of Alice, she evaded a direct reply, betraying only by her countenance her utter want of success, and keeping her anxious looks fastened on the slightest movements of their captors. To the reiterated and earnest questions of her sister, concerning their probable destination, she made no other answer than by pointing towards the dark group with an agitation she could not controul,
