In Search of an Unknown Race — page 167: what you’re looking at

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VAN. 155 CHAPTER XXIII. THE POISONED ARROW. Rousinc Tom, who was comfortably dozing in the sun a little way from the veranda, Van in a few brief words communicated the terrible intelligence he had received from Quipo. ‘*You will have to go with us to Para now, Tom,” he said, as the negro stood aghast, ‘‘ but mind that Miss Ninada knows nothing of this at present. I want to talk with Quipo again before I decide what to do.” ‘‘And Z wants for to talk wid him afore J decides, Mist’ Briscoe,” returned Tom. Directing him to the little inn, where he had left Quipo, Van inquired of a bystander which direction Flores had taken. ‘‘ Por este camino,” (this way) was the reply, and then, in a mixture of broken English andSpanish, Van’s informant directed him to follow a path through the un- derbrush, till he came to the edge of a swamp some half a mile away. There probably Flores would be found, as there was plenty of small game in the vicinity. Thus directed, Van walked rapidly forward, and a moment later found himself in the gloomy depths of a thick forest. The path was narrow, but well beaten and free from underbrush ; so Van, having no fears of Eomicboo (E(0)