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 1    1,   20|              You are a consummate scoundrel, Torres,” quietly said Joam,
 2    1,   20|    coolness never forsook him.~“A scoundrel and a murderer were made
 3    1,   20|     Garral, “you are a consummate scoundrel.”~“Be it so.”~“And as I
 4    1,   20|          point of the island.~The scoundrel at last disappeared.~The
 5    2,    2|         it,” replied Manoel. “The scoundrel was on his way to the fazenda
 6    2,    2|         but pale with anger.~“The scoundrel dared to do that!” exclaimed
 7    2,    5|         it could only come from a scoundrel called Torres.”~“And what
 8    2,    5|         way of this—informer?”~“A scoundrel! Yes, sir!” replied Joam
 9    2,    5| redemption of his honor! But this scoundrel, knowing that I was at his
10    2,    6|       than twenty years, and this scoundrel is hardly thirty! But the
11    2,    6|          the gallows now waits!”~“Scoundrel!” exclaimed Benito, who
12    2,    6|         Perhaps at the moment the scoundrel had an idea of stopping
13    2,    6|           very heart. Visibly the scoundrel began to quail. He recoiled
14    2,   10|     bloated, ashy features of the scoundrel who fell by his own hand,
15    2,   11|         where I had seen him, the scoundrel!”~“That does not matter
16    2,   11|         river.~“Torres was only a scoundrel,” said Benito. “If I had
17    2,   14|     Jarriquez, why should not the scoundrel have invented it for the
18    2,   14|       explaimed, “why did not the scoundrel who wrote this separate
19    2,   17|           bargain proposed by the scoundrel, the indignant refusal of
20    2,   19|          gradually to trouble the scoundrel’s life. The remembrance