"
"That's it - that's just it. I am white - have a white heart and
can't, in reason, love a red-skinned maiden, who must have a red-skin
heart and feelin's. No, no, I'm sound enough in them partic'lars,
and hope to remain so, at least till this war is over. I find my
time too much taken up with Chingachgook's affair, to wish to have
one of my own on my hands afore that is settled."
"The girl that finally wins you, Deerslayer, will at least win an
honest heart, - one without treachery or guile; and that will be
a victory that most of her sex ought to envy."
As Judith uttered this, her beautiful face had a resentful frown on
it; while a bitter smile lingered around a mouth that no derangement
of the muscles could render anything but handsome. Her companion
observed the change, and though little skilled in the workings of
the female heart, he had sufficient native delicacy to understand
that it might be well to drop the subject.
As the hour when Chingachgook was expected still remained distant,
Deerslayer had time enough to examine into the state of the defences,
and to make such additional arrangements as were in his power, and
the exigency of the moment seemed to require.
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