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"Si!" rolled out the Indian's reply, full of power and depth. Mercedes drew a long breath, and her hand sought Thorne's. "He says yes," she whispered. "He answers he'll save us; he'll take us all back he knows!" The Indian turned away to his tasks, and the silence that held the little group was finally broken by Ladd. "Shore I said so. Now all we've got to do is use sense.
Ahab had now gained his final perch, some feet above the other look-outs, Tashtego standing just beneath him on the cap of the top-gallant-mast, so that the Indian's head was almost on a level with Ahab's heel. From this height the whale was now seen some mile or so ahead, at every roll of the sea revealing his high sparkling hump, and regularly jetting his silent spout into the air.
Even the hardy colonists, whilst they affected to despise the wild and untutored savage, felt a secret dread of him, and as for those who had come less in contact with him, the stories of the Red Indian's ruthless barbarity, blended as it was with traits of generous magnanimity, of his stoical indifference to physical suffering, and of his incredible sagacity in following up the trail of his enemies, seemed to invest him with a strange and almost supernatural power.
"Vary by one word from the message," added the priest, "and my curses'll track your soul to the furnace." Father Holland relaxed his grasp, the paddles dipped down and the canoe was lost in the darkness. More than once I thought that a shadowy thing like an Indian's boat had hung on our rear and the craft seemed to be dogging us back to the flats.
See!" and he held up both empty hands before the Indian's eyes, "we are both unarmed, because of our trust in the good faith of your people." Little Sauk uttered a low grunt of disapproval, and made no motion to lower his threatening rifle. "Ugh! You talk strong! Did any Pottawattomie send to White Chief to come to council?" "No," admitted Heald.
The Indian's victim, following the last thrust, had toppled over into the river below the dam. With a bound, Willy Horse cleared the spiling and leaped to the river bed to finish his victim. "Willy! Stop!"
If he remained clutched in the Indian's embrace there would be only one end. He would die, and Minnetaki would be more than ever in the power of her captor. There was only one chance now, and that was to break away, at least to free himself enough to get hold of his revolver. He was nerving himself for the strain when, turning his head a trifle sidewise, he saw Minnetaki.
Just the same, he'll get his! If I shot him now, the other Injuns would get me and God knows what would happen to you!" "Whom do you call an Apache devil?" asked Kut-le. Rhoda never had seen him show such evident anger. "You, by Judas!" replied Porter, looking into the young Indian's face.
They were obliged to depend on their canteens for water and there was no sign of forage for the horses and mules. Every one was glad when the noon hour came. "It will be better, to-night," explained Diana. "There are water holes known as Indian's Cups that we should reach before dark. They're sure to be full of water, for it has rained so much lately.
Hark'e, Jasper," leading the other a little aside, just as they heard the Indian's plunge into the water, "hark'e, lad; Chingachgook is not a Christian white man, like ourselves, but a Mohican chief, who has his gifts and traditions to tell him what he ought to do; and he who consorts with them that are not strictly and altogether of his own kind had better leave natur' and use to govern his comrades.
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