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Chapter 648
When their conversation reached that point, Harris knew what the last two years of Negoro's life had been. The trader Alvez's old agent, the escaped prisoner from the Loanda penitentiary, reappeared the same as Harris had always known him, that is, ready to do anything. But what plan Negoro intended to take in regard to the shipwrecked from the "Pilgrim," Harris did not yet know. He asked his accomplice about it. "And now," said he, "what are you going to do with those people?" "I shall make two parties of them," replied Negoro, like a man whose plan had been long formed, "those whom I shall sell as slaves, and those whom----" The Portuguese did not finish, but his ferocious physiognomy spoke plainly enough. "Which will you sell?" asked Harris. "Those blacks who accompany Mrs. Weldon,
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