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Am I to live for that? No! Never!" "Father," interrupted Benito, whose mind threatened to give way before such obstinacy, "you shall fly! I will have it so!" And he caught hold of Joam Dacosta, and tried by force to drag him toward the window. "No! no!" "You wish to drive me mad?" "My son," exclaimed Joam Dacosta, "listen to me!
But the second still lived, and came on, and there was no way of avoiding him. The huge alligator tore up to Joam Garral, and after knocking him over with a sweep of his tail, ran at him with open jaws. At this moment Torres rushed from the cabin, hatchet in hand, and struck such a terrific blow that its edge sunk into the jaw of the cayman and left him defenseless.
Yes, Manoel knew all this, and, further, he knew that Joam Garral or rather Joam Dacosta was innocent, and his misfortunes made him even dearer and more devoted to him. What he did not know was that the material proof of the innocence of the fazender existed, and that this proof was in the hands of Torres.
"And why do you bear that name?" "Because for twenty-three years I wished to hide myself from the pursuit of Brazilian justice." The answers were so exact, and seemed to show that Joam Dacosta had made up his mind to confess everything concerning his past and present life, that Judge Jarriquez, little accustomed to such a course, cocked up his nose more than was usual to him.
"We might have done so," answered Judge Jarriquez, "if the lines of the document had been divided into words." "And why?" "For this reason, young man. I think we can assume that in the last paragraph all that is written in these earlier paragraphs is summed up. Now I am convinced that in it will be found the name of Joam Dacosta.
The superintendent of the men, after receiving the instructions of Joam Garral, had first cleared the ground of the creepers, brushwood, weeds, and arborescent plants which obstructed it.
"Between compatriots, when they meet on the frontier, there can be no question of that sort." "But," replied Torres, "I want to " "Very well, we will settle that later on, on board the jangada." "But I do not know that, and I do not like to ask Joam Garral to allow me "
Whether it were apocryphal or no, whether it were in the handwriting of Torres or in that of the real perpetrator of the crime, whether it contained or did not contain the longed-for vindication, it was on no such doubtful hypothesis that Joam Dacosta presumed to trust.
At the time that we saw him with his friend Benito, Manoel Valdez had already obtained his first step, and he had come away on leave for some months to the fazenda, where he was accustomed to pass his holidays. Well-built, and of distinguished bearing, with a certain native pride which became him well, the young man was treated by Joam and Yaquita as another son.
In the face of this fact, so much had to be admitted. Manoel said this to Benito in an undertone. "That is true!" replied Benito, embarrassed. "You are right, and in a sense it is one cruel care the less! Nevertheless, Manoel, my suspicions still exist! It is not always a man's worst enemy who wishes him dead!" Joam Garral walked up to Torres. "Thank you, Torres!" he said, holding out his hand.
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