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Notwithstanding this hopeful proviso, Cypriano is himself now really alarmed; and, impatient to learn what the new danger is, he stoops down over his cousin, takes hold of his arm, and shakes him out of his slumbers. Ludwig, starting to his feet, confusedly inquires why he has been disturbed.
She had a cousin about her own age, by name Cypriano, who was said to be very fond of her; and rumour had it around Assuncion, that they were being brought up for one another." Aguara's brow blackens, and his dark Indian eyes seem to emit sparks of fire. "Cypriano shall never have her!" he exclaims in a tone of angry determination. "How can you help it, amigo?" interrogates his tempter.
Carrai! they'd smell the nasty witch half-a-mile off, and so discover her whereabouts to their masters." "True," returns Cypriano, seeing the plan he has proposed would not do. "In that way they would find her, no doubt." "And if they didn't," interposed Ludwig, speaking from a sentiment of humanity, "it would be dreadful." "Dreadful! what do you mean?" asks Cypriano, looking puzzled.
This night it is found by them in a succession somewhat changed. As on that preceding, Ludwig is first asleep; but almost instantly after it is Gaspar, not Cypriano, who surrenders to the drowsy god; filling the hollow cavity with his snoring, loud as that often heard to proceed from the nostrils of a tapir.
The place cannot now be far-off; for at the hill's base they have struck a broad and much-travelled trail denoting the proximity of a settlement. Cypriano is undecided, but Gaspar, as before, goes strongly against proceeding directly onward. "You speak of delay, Senor Ludwig," he says; "but in this case, the old adage, `More haste less speed, might be true, as it often is.
Neither Cypriano nor his companions knew what the Bible was, but they had relics in German-silver cases hung round their necks, to act as charms and save them from danger by land or by water, in the same way as the heathen have medicines.
Another of that poor family doomed and to worse than death!" At the same time Cypriano is reflecting in a somewhat similar fashion, though he makes no remark. The strange exhibition saddens him beyond the power of speech. His cousin has gone crazed!
At dinner Cypriano was equally bountiful, and several of his friends joined us in doing justice to his hospitality. Before eating, all had water poured on the hands by a female slave to wash them. One of the guests cut up a fowl with a knife and fork. Neither forks nor spoons were used in eating.
"Cypriano has missed them all, I suppose. But he'll come too " "No, mother," interrupts Ludwig, "Cypriano is there. I can see a white horse, that must be his." "Gaspar then; he it is that's behind." She says this with a secret hope it may be so.
"Nay, mamma! don't say that," breaks in Ludwig, flinging his arms around her neck, and kissing the tears from her cheek. "What Cypriano says appears to me probable enough, and likely to be true. But if it isn't, I think I can tell what is." Again the sorrowing mother looks inquiringly up; Cypriano, in turn, becoming listener.
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