"Ant. I shall remember： When C憇ar says Do this， it is performed."--Julius Caesar The impatience of the savages who lingered about the prison of Uncas， as has been seen， had overcome their dread of the conjurer's breath. They stole cautiously， and with beating hearts， to a crevice， through which the faint light of the fire was glimmering. For several minutes they mistook the form of David for that of the prisoner； but the very accident which Hawkeye had foreseen occurred. Tired of keeping the extremities of his long person so near together， the singer gradually suffered the lower limbs to extend themselves， until one of his misshapen feet actually came in contact with and shoved aside the embers of the fire. At first the Hurons believed the Delaware had been thus deformed by witchcraft. But when David， unconscious of being observed， turned his head， and exposed his simple， mild countenance， in place of the haughty lineaments of their prisoner， it would have exceeded the credulity of even a native to have doubted any longer. They rushed together into the lodge， and， laying their hands， with but little ceremony， on their captive， immediately detected the imposition. They arose the cry first heard by the fugitives. It was succeeded by the most frantic and angry demonstrations of vengeance. David， however， firm in his determination to cover the retreat of his friends， was compelled to believe that his own final hour had come.
Deprived of his book and his pipe， he was fain to trust to a memory that rarely failed him on such subjects； and breaking forth in a loud and impassioned strain， he endeavored to smooth his passage into the other world by singing the opening verse of a funeral anthem. The Indians were seasonably reminded of his infirmity， and， rushing into the open air， they aroused the village in the manner described.
A native warrior fights as he sleeps， without the protection of anything defensive. The sounds of the alarm were， therefore， hardly uttered before two hundred men were afoot， and ready for the battle or the chase， as either might be required. The escape was soon known； and the whole tribe crowded， in a body， around the council-lodge， impatiently awaiting the instruction of their chiefs. In such a sudden demand on their wisdom， the presence of the cunning Magua could scarcely fail of being needed. His name was mentioned， and all looked round in wonder that he did not appear. Messengers were then despatched to his lodge requiring his presence.
In the meantime， some of the swiftest and most discreet of the young men were ordered to make the circuit of the clearing， under cover of the woods， in order to ascertain that their suspected neighbors， the Delawares， designed no mischief. Women and children ran to and fro； and， in short， the whole encampment exhibited another scene of wild and savage confusion. Gradually， however， these symptoms of disorder diminished； and in a few minutes the oldest and most distinguished chiefs were assembled in the lodge， in grave consultation.
The clamor of many voices soon announced that a party approached， who might be expected to communicate some intelligence that would explain the mystery of the novel surprise. The crowd without gave way， and several warriors entered the place， bringing with them the hapless conjurer， who had been left so long by the scout in duress.
Notwithstanding this man was held in very unequal estimation among the Hurons， some believing implicitly in his power， and others deeming him an impostor， he was now listened to by all with the deepest attention. When his brief story was ended， the father of the sick woman stepped forth， and， in a few pithy expression， related， in his turn， what he knew.
These two narratives gave a proper direction to the subsequent inquiries， which were now made with the characteristic cunning of savages.
Instead of rushing in a confused and disorderly throng to the cavern， ten of the wisest and firmest among the chiefs were selected to prosecute the investigation. As no time was to be lost， the instant the choice was made the individuals appointed rose in a body and left the place without speaking. On reaching the entrance， the younger men in advance made way for their seniors； and the whole proceeded along the low， dark gallery， with the firmness of warriors ready to devote themselves to the public good， though， at the same time， secretly doubting the nature of the power with which they were about to contend.
The outer apartment of the cavern was silent and gloomy.
The woman lay in her usual place and posture， though there were those present who affirmed they had seen her borne to the woods by the supposed "medicine of the white men." Such a direct and palpable contradiction of the tale related by the father caused all eyes to be turned on him. Chafed by the silent imputation， and inwardly troubled by so unaccountable a circumstance， the chief advanced to the side of the bed， and， stooping， cast an incredulous look at the features， as if distrusting their reality. His daughter was dead.
The unerring feeling of nature for a moment prevailed and the old warrior hid his eyes in sorrow. Then， recovering his self-possession， he faced his companions， and， pointing toward the corpse， he said， in the language of his people：
"The wife of my young man has left us！ The Great Spirit is angry with his children."The mournful intelligence was received in solemn silence.
After a short pause， one of the elder Indians was about to speak， when a dark-looking object was seen rolling out of an adjoining apartment， into the very center of the room where they stood. Ignorant of the nature of the beings they had to deal with， the whole party drew back a little， and， rising on end， exhibited the distorted but still fierce and sullen features of Magua. The discovery was succeeded by a general exclamation of amazement.
