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The whole morning she has searched with me for the man, and at last our labor was rewarded. To-morrow Jarima will be under arrest." As the words left his lips, a sudden movement amongst the trees startled them. "I am sure that was some one," Lianor cried, turning pale, and clasping Diniz's arm. Satzavan glided noiselessly away, but soon returned to say no one had passed by.
Almost convulsively Miriam pressed Sampayo's arm to arrest his hasty steps. "We need go no farther," she whispered. "That is the man you want; and if he is that woman's husband, his name is Jarima." "Thank Heaven! To-morrow he will be arrested and the truth discovered," Diniz muttered. Silently they watched the man walk towards his humble home, the children clinging lovingly to his hands.
After a few instructions, the happy girl went swiftly away, but ere she had moved far, she returned, and paused before Vincent. "I forgot to ask you about that poor man, Jarima," she said, gravely. "He did not live long, senora, after he was brought here." "And his wife children?" "Of them I know nothing," he answered quietly.
When you know it is the weapon I bought from Phenee, the Jew, as proof against the murderer." "So you said; but we have heard another tale to that. Anyhow, if you are innocent, you will be set free as soon as you are tried." "But the man Jarima? Have you not been for him?"
Encouraged by the soft tones of her mysterious visitor, the woman gradually unburdened her troubled heart by telling her the history of her wretched life; how she had been doomed to follow her husband, an Indian chief, to death; but, loving life better, she escaped with her little children, but would have died of hunger on the seashore if Jarima, her second husband, had not rescued her and offered her his name and home.
It is quite true he bought it here, soon after Jarima, the fisherman, had sold it to my grandfather. He, poor dear, is also in sorrow, imprisoned for having received stolen goods, as if he could tell when things are stolen!" indignantly. "I am very sorry, Miriam; but if you help me, you will help your grandfather also," Lianor urged gently. "I will!"
Diniz thought suddenly of Miriam, and wondered how she would bear this blow. Her only relative and dearly-loved parent torn from her side, to linger in a damp cell. How bitterly he blamed himself for having been the cause of Phenee's capture! If he had not disclosed the secret of Phenee having bought the poignard from Jarima, no one would have suspected him. "Poor girl!
Oh, Leone, you cannot think how proud I am at being chosen by you before all others!" With a joyous exclamation, Panteleone drew her to his breast, pressing passionate kisses on her brow, cheeks, and lips, his heart thrilling with rapture at the realization of his dreams. The next morning a small band of soldiers, headed by Henrique Ferriera, wound their way toward the humble home of Jarima.
Crouching on the bare floor, her hands twined convulsively in her long hair, was a woman, with three sleeping children leaning against her. On a hard straw mattress, almost in shadow, lay Jarima, his face covered with blood, which oozed in streams from his mouth. Henrique gazed for an instant on the awful sight, then turned towards his men.
"I have discovered the man who, I think, struck the blow by instigation of the real murderer. Until he is taken I can do nothing further." "But who is he? How did you find him?" "He is a poor fisherman, named Jarima, and it was through a young Jewess, Phenee's grandchild, to whom the poignard was sold, I found him." "That was very good of her to help you." "It was, indeed.
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