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Chapter 645
Finally, it was, indeed, the roaring of the lion that had just sounded through the forest! And those forks, those chains, that knife of singular form, they were the tools of the slave-trader! Those mutilated hands, they were the hands of captives! The Portuguese Negoro, and the American Harris, must be in collusion! And those terrible words guessed by d**k Sand, finally escaped his lips: "Africa! Equatorial Africa! Africa of the slave-trade and the slaves!" End of Part I PART II * * * * * CHAPTER I . THE SLAVE TRADE. The slave trade! Nobody is ignorant of the significance of this word, which should never have found a place in human language. This abominable traffic, for a long time practised to the profit of the European nations which possessed colonies beyond the sea, has been a
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