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 1    1,    1|      another turn.~“At length,” he cried, “I see land; and I do not
 2    1,    2|           to deal.~“A guariba!” he cried.~And his hand seizing his
 3    1,    4|       start?”~“Ah! Joam! my Joam!” cried Yaquita, in her joy. “Thank
 4    1,    4|             your father consents!” cried Yaquita. “We are going to
 5    1,    6| merchandise.~“Excellent idea!” had cried Minha, clapping her hands,
 6    1,    7|          away with your nonsense!” cried Benito. “Stupid idea that
 7    1,    7|          No; a thousand times no!” cried Benito, “not without having
 8    1,    7|            Mr. Manoel! Mr. Manoel! cried Lina. “He breathes again!
 9    1,    8|          nothing.~“Yes, a forest!” cried the young mulatto; “a forest
10    1,   11|          Mae d’Aqua,’ she exists!” cried the naïve Lina; “they say
11    1,   15|           the dreadful creatures!” cried Lina, hiding her eyes; “
12    2,   11|        does not matter to us now!” cried Benito. “The case! the case!
13    2,   14|           s body. Then suddenly he cried, “Now for chance! Heaven
14    2,   18|           Dacosta is innocent!” he cried; “you will not leave him