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  1    1,    2|            surgeon, Brazilian army,” replied the young man.~“If it was
  2    1,    2|                 In that case, sirs,” replied Torres, “I am under an obligation
  3    1,    2|             Mr. ——”~“Benito Garral,” replied Manoel.~The captain of the
  4    1,    2|              like, Mr. ——”~“Torres,” replied the adventurer.~“If you
  5    1,    2|              Very well, Mr. Torres,” replied Benito, “it is not unlikely
  6    1,    2|              voyage of some months,” replied Benito. “At least we hope
  7    1,    2|    affirmatively.~“Well, gentlemen,” replied Torres, “it is very probable
  8    1,    3|             Joam Garral had at first replied. “I owe you all, Magalhaës.
  9    1,    3|              in the question to have replied without a certain amount
 10    1,    4|          this proposition Manoel had replied by pressing Minha’s hand.
 11    1,    5|            largest volume of water,” replied Manoel.~“A volume so considerable,”
 12    1,    7|             house.”~“Dearest Minha,” replied the young man, “you will
 13    1,    7|          Manoel.~“I think I should!” replied the young man.~“Well then—
 14    1,    7|         Sneer away, little brother!” replied Minha; “such beautiful things
 15    1,    7|                 Then be a poet now,” replied the girl.~“I am a poet,”
 16    1,    7|              to respect the snakes,” replied Benito, “because they eat
 17    1,    7|                  Without an object!” replied his sister; “but our object
 18    1,    7|            my idea will please you,” replied the mulatto.~“Well, what
 19    1,    7|           said Benito.~“I proposed,” replied Minha, “that we try to follow
 20    1,    7|            absurd.”~“Come on, then!” replied her brother; “you say that
 21    1,    7|             the end.”~“I am silent,” replied Manoel; “I have no more
 22    1,    7|            see it!”~“You are wrong,” replied Minha; “that is not it,
 23    1,    7|       mistress, let us go on again!” replied Lina.~“On forever!” added
 24    1,    7|             What children they are!” replied Minha. “Come along, Manoel,
 25    1,    7|           liana?” asked Minha.~“No,” replied Benito; “but we had better
 26    1,    7|    unexpected that Lina, frightened, replied to his cry with another.~“
 27    1,    7|           you have, my gallant sir?” replied Fragoso, with a smile; “
 28    1,    7|           Iquitos?”~“With pleasure,” replied Fragoso; “you cut me down
 29    1,    7|           the road to hang himself!” replied Fragoso.~“The poor fellow,
 30    1,    8|            just as you like, Minha,” replied Joam Garral, smiling in
 31    1,    8|         absence.”~“Yes, Minha; yes,” replied Joam. “It is rather as if
 32    1,    8|         ejaculated Minha.~“Why not?” replied Manoel. “Transported on
 33    1,    8|              look after the forest!” replied Fragoso.~“Useless, my friend,”
 34    1,   10|       traveling?”~“No, my dear boy,” replied the padre; “it is truly
 35    1,   10|             But, on the other hand,” replied she, gayly, “you should
 36    1,   10|             streets of their towns,” replied Manoel. “Frankly, I don’
 37    1,   10|              stay with you, Benito,” replied Manoel. “Believe me, I have
 38    1,   11|         happiness of entomologists,” replied Manoel; “and I should be
 39    1,   11|  descriptions.”~“A little fabulous,” replied Benito.~“Now, brother,”
 40    1,   11|            has some marvelous ones,” replied Minha.~“What legends?” asked
 41    1,   11|              they teach us nothing,” replied Manoel.~“What, sir!” replied
 42    1,   11|         replied Manoel.~“What, sir!” replied Minha, with a pleasant seriousness, “
 43    1,   11|    phenomenal minhocao?”~“Alas, no!” replied Lina.~“What a pity!” Fragoso
 44    1,   11|             last voyage, Miss Lina,” replied Fragoso, “it mistook the
 45    1,   11|           frontier!”~“The frontier!” replied Joam.~And rising, he went
 46    1,   12|           natives——”~“I beg pardon,” replied Fragoso, “particularly among
 47    1,   12|               Go on, then, friend, “ replied Joam Garral laughingly; “
 48    1,   13|                No objection at all,” replied the stranger. “My name is
 49    1,   13|         Torres.~“I am always wrong!” replied Fragoso, and he hurried
 50    1,   13|          family.”~“A friend indeed!” replied Torres. “That is a chance,
 51    1,   13|       passage?”~“I do not doubt it,” replied Fragoso. “What he would
 52    1,   13|            board the jangada?”~“No,” replied Fragoso. “I wa going to
 53    1,   13|            to a brave young fellow,” replied Fragoso—“an army surgeon
 54    1,   13|            the family?”~“Of course,” replied Fragoso—“old Cybele, on
 55    1,   13|       question of that sort.”~“But,” replied Torres, “I want to——”~“Very
 56    1,   13|              Quite true, gentlemen,” replied Torres. “For six weeks I
 57    1,   13|            to Manaos.”~“Well, then,” replied Benito, “if you will come
 58    1,   13|              be able to oblige you,” replied Joam.~“Thank you,” said
 59    1,   14|         Minha.~“Yes, little sister,” replied Benito, “and you were not
 60    1,   14|     magnificent reflection of gold,” replied Minha, showing a light,
 61    1,   14|        attractive to those animals,” replied Manoel, “but why it is rather
 62    1,   15|             to-night.”~“Never fear!” replied Manoel; “if necessary we
 63    1,   16|             good shake of the hand,” replied Fragoso; “that is worth
 64    1,   16|           What houses! what people!” replied Lina, whose eyes seemed
 65    1,   16|              Nothing, Miss Lina,” he replied; “Torres has scarcely left
 66    1,   16|              him always, Miss Lina,” replied Fragoso.~On the morrow,
 67    1,   16|             was steering her.~“Yes,” replied he.~“When will you get there?”~“
 68    1,   17|           said Benito quickly.~“No!” replied Manoel. “Decidedly not!
 69    1,   17|                No! I think nothing!” replied Benito; “it is only a presentiment!
 70    1,   17|              reason—or less reason,” replied Benito. “Manoel, I fear—
 71    1,   17|              my friend, my brother!” replied Manoel, “although I do not
 72    1,   17|           the odor of burning musk!” replied Benito. “There ought to
 73    1,   17|          Manoel.~“She is not there!” replied Lina, who had just run to
 74    1,   17|           undertone.~“That is true!” replied Benito, embarrassed. “You
 75    1,   17|          take me there?”~Joam Garral replied by an affirmative nod.~In
 76    1,   18|            it be soon and not late!” replied the good-natured fellow.~
 77    1,   18|         half-opened on the surface,” replied Minha, “and which the current
 78    1,   18|          once!”~“Well, my dear boy,” replied Passanha, “seek out some
 79    1,   18|        should prevent you marrying?” replied Padre Passanha; “at Belem
 80    1,   19|             in the north of Brazil,” replied Fragoso.~“You do not know
 81    1,   19|             arraval?”~“Never,” dryly replied Benito.~“Ah! I should like
 82    1,   19|               Miss Minha,” gallantly replied Fragoso; “rather I gain!”~
 83    1,   19|          made?” asked Fragoso.~“No,” replied Torres; “the diamond was
 84    1,   19|            at him.~“That is a pity!” replied he. “You should go there
 85    1,   19|            contrary, Torres; go on,” replied Joam Garral, in a singularly
 86    1,   19|      executed?” asked Fragoso.~“No,” replied Torres; “they shut him up
 87    1,   19|          asked Joam Garral.~“Never,” replied Torres. “He probably left
 88    1,   19|            so.”~“Well, that’s true,” replied Fragoso; “but I had no idea
 89    1,   20|          want, then?”~“Joam Garral,” replied Torres, “here is my proposal.
 90    1,   20|                Really!”~“And I add,” replied Joam, “that you hold the
 91    1,   20|         writing is in a safe place,” replied Torres, “and you will not
 92    1,   20|             still refuse me?”~“Yes,” replied Joam, “but in return for
 93    1,   20|             you call me so, Manoel,” replied Joam, in a tone of unspeakable
 94    1,   20|             the police.~“I am here,” replied Joam.~“Joam Garral,” continued
 95    1,   20|            no mistake here, my son,” replied Joam Garral; “Joam Dacosta
 96    2,    2|            innocent! Yes, innocent!” replied Manoel, “and that he was
 97    2,    2|             Manoel?”~“All about it,” replied the young man. “The noble
 98    2,    2|                 Not for an instant,” replied Manoel.~The hands of the
 99    2,    2|            cannot be a doubt of it,” replied Manoel. “The scoundrel was
100    2,    2|            We are brothers, Benito,” replied Manoel. “The right of demanding
101    2,    2|             delay.”~“You are right,” replied Manoel. “Let us go.”~Araujo,
102    2,    2|            to do.”~“I am listening,” replied Manoel.~Yaquita, looking
103    2,    2|             doing so!”~“Perhaps so,” replied Yaquita; “but then Joam
104    2,    3|             province!”~“Come, then,” replied Ribeiro.~The jangada was
105    2,    4|      falsehoods.”~“The real motive,” replied Joam Dacosta, in a firm
106    2,    5|              A scoundrel! Yes, sir!” replied Joam quickly. “This man,
107    2,    5|              culprit is dead, sir, “ replied Dacosta, “Torres at least
108    2,    5|           the slightest hesitation,” replied Joam, in a firm voice; “
109    2,    5|            asked?”~“I hope so, sir,” replied Joam Dacosta; “the situation
110    2,    6|              of the adventurer, they replied that the individual inquestion
111    2,    6|              the Amazon.”~“Come on!” replied Benito.~They had to go back
112    2,    6|               How I recognized him?” replied Torres. “That is my business,
113    2,    6|           going to kill you!”~Torres replied with the most insolent smile
114    2,    6|            his blood. But he quickly replied, and slightly wounded Torres
115    2,    6|           Benito.~“Yes! Come! come!” replied Yaquita.~Benito, followed
116    2,    6|               my wife! my children!” replied the prisoner, who opened
117    2,    7|              have killed him!”~“No!” replied Manoel. “With heaven’s help
118    2,    7|            probable! It is certain!” replied Manoel.~“And I beg to add,”
119    2,    7|          case!” said Fragoso.~“Yes,” replied Manoel; “doubt is impossible!
120    2,    7|              water-tight?”~“Manoel,” replied Benito, who seized on the
121    2,    7|            were going to do.~“Good!” replied he; “I know all the eddies
122    2,    7|             them!”~“Go, my lad, go,” replied Passanha, “and may God help
123    2,    8| decomposition.”~“We cannot do that,” replied Manoel. “This very day we
124    2,    8|              cannot have done that,” replied Araujo; “and I maintain
125    2,    8|               she asked.~“:Nothing,” replied Benito. “But the morrow
126    2,    9|             We must do so, however,” replied Manoel.~“Yes,” continued
127    2,    9|          myself beneath the waters,” replied Benito, “and search with
128    2,    9|         mates to work the air-pump,” replied Manoel.~“But who is going
129    2,   11|        detonation?”~“A cannon shot!” replied Manoel. “It was the cannon
130    2,   11|            Torres!”~“You are right,” replied Benito.~“My friend,” said
131    2,   11|           indeed a document!”~“Yes,” replied Benito; “and that is the
132    2,   11|                 I do not know that,” replied Judge Jarriquez; “and I
133    2,   12|           the province of Amazones,” replied Fragoso, “when I was going
134    2,   12|           does it matter after all,” replied the young girl, “that we
135    2,   13|           have not had any success!” replied the magistrate; “I do not
136    2,   13|            Listen to me, young man,” replied the judge, “and you will
137    2,   14|             uttering a single word!” replied the judge, whose flaming
138    2,   16|             answered Benito.~“Good!” replied Manoel. “But once your father
139    2,   16|             May heaven grant it so!” replied Yaquita, and she looked
140    2,   17|           trusted are insufficient,” replied Manoel, “and the material
141    2,   18|          have you the cipher?”~“No,” replied Fragoso; “but, I repeat,
142    2,   19|            is due to Lina!”~“To me?” replied the young mulatto.~“No doubt
143    2,   20|            Fragoso.~“They close in!” replied Manoel.~And the two young
144    2,   20|        instant the churches of Belem replied to the bell of the jangada.