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02-mohicans_012-1757	James Fenimore Cooper	02-mohicans_012-1757	1757		.txt	text/plain	4850	203	70	She waited until he had departed, and then turning to the native, with the dignity of her sex in her voice and manner, she added: What would Le Renard say to the daughter of Munro? Listen, said the Indian, laying his hand firmly upon her arm, as if willing to draw her utmost attention to his words; a movement that Cora as firmly but quietly repulsed, by extricating the limb from his grasp: Magua was born a chief and a warrior among the red Hurons of the lakes; he saw the suns of twenty summers make the snows of twenty winters run off in the streams before he saw a pale face; and he was happy! Would it not be more like a man to go before his face, and take the satisfaction of a warrior? The arms of the pale faces are long, and their knives sharp! returned the savage, with a malignant laugh: why should Le Renard go among the muskets of his warriors, when he holds the spirit of the gray-head in his hand? Name your intention, Magua, said Cora, struggling with herself to speak with steady calmness.	cache/02-mohicans_012-1757.txt	txt/02-mohicans_012-1757.txt