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02-mohicans_031-1757	James Fenimore Cooper	02-mohicans_031-1757	1757		.txt	text/plain	4494	224	78	And ye, returned Uncas, looking sternly around him, are dogs that whine, when the Frenchman casts ye the offals of his deer! Twenty knives gleamed in the air, and as many warriors sprang to their feet, at this biting, and perhaps merited retort; but a motion from one of the chiefs suppressed the outbreaking of their tempers, and restored the appearance of quiet. Then the waving multitude opened and shut again, and Uncas stood in the living circle.	cache/02-mohicans_031-1757.txt	txt/02-mohicans_031-1757.txt