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chapter-04		chapter-04			.txt	text/plain	3409	151	76	helpless 'tis not to know whether to take the right hand or the left?" "An Indian lost in the woods!" said the scout, shaking his head "I wish no contention of idle words with you, friend," said Heyward, The scout regarded Heyward in surprise, and then lifting his cap, he can tell him by his knavish look, and by his paint," said the scout; stepping past the charger of Heyward, and entering the path behind the "Think you so?" said Heyward, leaning forward in the saddle, and "Now, go you back," said the hunter, speaking again to Heyward, "and The Indian riveted his glowing eyes on Heyward as he asked, in his "Then Le Renard Subtil will go," returned the runner, coolly raising "Le Subtil knows the path to the great lakes, and he can find the bones "Enough, Magua," said Heyward; "are we not friends?	./cache/chapter-04.txt	./txt/chapter-04.txt