James Fenimore Cooper,
The Last of the Mohicans — Chapter 9
(1826)
“ Exerting his renovated powers to their utmost, he was yet filling the arches of the cave with long and full tones, when a yell burst into the air without, that instantly stilled his pious strains, choking his voice suddenly, as though his heart had literally bounded into the passage of his throat."We are lost!" exclaimed Alice, throwing herself into the arms of Cora."Not yet, not yet," returned the agitated but undaunted Heyward: "the sound came from the center of the island, and it has been produced by the sight of their dead companions. We are not yet discovered, and there is still hope." ”
