gun that he knows! Your young men will never come back."
A short and sullen pause succeeded this confident assertion. Duncan, who under stood the Mohican to allude to the fatal rifle of the scout, bent forward in earnest observation of the effect it might produce on the conquerors; but the chief was content with simply retorting—
"If the Lenape are so skilful, why is one of their bravest warriors here?"
"He followed in the steps of a flying coward, and fell into a snare. The cunning beaver may be caught!"
As Uncas thus replied, he pointed with his finger towards the solitary Huron, but without deigning to bestow any other notice on so unworthy an object. The words of the answer, and the air of the speaker, produced a powerful sensation among his auditors. Every eye rolled sullenly toward the individual indicated by the simple gesture, and a low, threatening murmur passed through the crowd. The ominous sounds readied the outer door, and the women and children pressing into
