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The tall gentleman, after waiting a minute or two, called out, "Antony Nyass, come here. Here is the son of an old friend of your father's. I expect you to look after him." Then he turned round to me, and said, "When the bell rings, you will come in with the rest, and we will lose no time in placing you." "And so you are the new boy," said my companion. "What is your name?" I told him.
I have lost no time in beginning to learn Portuguese, which is the language the Brazilians speak, and I intend to work hard at it on the voyage, so as to be able to talk away in a fashion when I land. Your sincere old friend, Antony Nyass." I was very glad to get this letter, but was much disappointed at not hearing from Arthur. Another day's post, however, brought me a letter from him.
The officers and crew remained on deck to bend another sail. As the light of the lamp fell on the features of the first person we got into the cabin, what was my astonishment to recognise my old friend Tony Nyass. His surprise at seeing me was equally great. "Is Houlston saved?" were the first words he uttered. "He was close to me!"
While we were speaking, a number of other boys collected round us, and began to ask me all sorts of questions who I was, who my friends were, where I had come from, how old I was, and if I had ever been to another school. "Do not tell them," whispered Nyass. "What is that you are saying, Master Tony!" exclaimed one of the boys. "You are putting him up to some of your own tricks."
"Why, those must be our two school-fellows, Houlston and Tony Nyass!" I exclaimed. From the description which Antonio had given of them, we had no doubt that this was the case. But what had become of them? A few minutes before I had thought all our anxieties were over, but now they were again aroused on account of our friends.
"I have been thinking, Harry," said Arthur, "that if Houlston and Nyass should come down, and make for Senhor Pimento's farm, would there not be a great risk of their falling into the hands of the rebels, and being killed?" "Indeed there would," I answered. "I did not think of that. I wish we could send and stop them." "Would it not be better to go ourselves?" asked Arthur.
"What I would you go with us?" exclaimed Tony. "That would be capital. With a big fellow like you we should be able to make our way anywhere." "Not exactly that," was the answer. "I'll tell you what I should do, Nyass. As soon as I found that you had started, I should make chase after you and bring you back. Depend upon it, it would be the best mark of friendship I could show you!
The first messengers he had despatched not having been heard of, on the arrival of Houlston and Tony Nyass, they had insisted on proceeding upward. As they also had not returned, Antonio, with the party we had met, had been sent to search for us. It was the happiest evening we had spent since the commencement of our journey.
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