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Chapter 717
On consideration of these various plans, Benito and Manoel agreed that neither of them was practicable. One, however, did offer some chance of safety, and that was to embark in the pirogue, follow the canal into the Rio n***o, descend this tributary under the guidance of the pilot, reach the confluence of the rivers, and run down the sss along its right bank for some sixty miles during the nights, resting during the daylight, and so gaining the embouchure of the Madeira. This tributary, which, fed by a hundred affluents, descends from the watershed of the Cordilleras, is a regular waterway opening into the very heart of Bolivia. A pirogue could pass up it and leave no trace of its passage, and a refuge could be found in some town or village beyond the Brazilian frontier. There Joam Dacost
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