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Chapter 699
The adventurer, seated opposite to Joam Garral, who was always taciturn, listened to all that was said, but took no part in the conversation. Benito quietly and attentively watched him. The eyes of Torres, with a peculiar expression, constantly sought his father. One would have called them the eyes of some wild beast trying to fascinate his prey before he sprang on it. Manoel talked mostly with Minha. Between whiles his eyes wandered to Torres, but he acted his part more successfully than Benito in a situation which, if it did not finish at Manaos, would certainly end at Belem. The dinner was jolly enough. Lina kept it going with her good humor, Fragoso with his witty repartees. The Padre Passanha looked gayly round on the little world he cherished, and on the two young couples which hi
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