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Five minutes later Luiz Falcam, accompanied by a troop of brave sailors, started off towards the Temple of Siva. As he neared, sounds of strife, mingled with heartrending shrieks, broke upon his ears. Urging his trusty band, he dashed onward until he arrived at the scene of terror.
"In the grounds. Don Garcia has his home full of guests in honor of his daughter's betrothal with Manuel Tonza." "Lianor betrothed, and to him!" in consternation. "Yes," sadly; "her father has commanded her to accept him, and, since she lost poor Falcam, she is indifferent whom she weds." "But Tonza above all other men!" bitterly.
Holding Savitre's hand in hers, Lianor went swiftly to her rooms, where they could bathe their weary limbs in cool water, and change their tattered robes. Don Garcia was sitting in his study, regarding with some anxiety Luiz Falcam, who, tall and handsome, stood before him. "You wish to ask me something, is it not so? Well, speak out, and be sure if it is in my power I will grant it."
On this false accusation, the governor seized the vessel commanded by Pinto, in which were goods to the value of 100,000 ducats, killed the master and some others, and sent the rest prisoners to Pegu. This false dealing was not new in Falcam, who had deserted from the late unfortunate king of Martavan, after having received many benefits from him.
Thank him for the great honor he has done me; but, as I cannot marry two men, I choose the one I love who first won my hand and saved my life." When Manuel heard her answer he was filled with rage and hate. "So so," he muttered, a sinister look creeping over his face, "she will not wed me while Falcam lives. But should he die what then?"
It was I who caused the death of Luiz Falcam, that I might win his betrothed; and when I heard that Diniz Sampayo had discovered partly the truth, I had him thrown into prison on suspicion of having stolen the very poignard with which Luiz had met his death one that I myself had placed in the assassin's hand! You all know how he escaped, but he is an exile for my fault.
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