番号[250] Herodot. viii, 75.“Mother,” he said, “forgive me — the fault was mine; I ought not to have been so hard; I was wrong, very wrong”; the poor blubbering fellow meant what he said, and his heart yearned to his mother as he had never thought that it could yearn again. “But have you never,” she continued, “come although it was in the dark and we did not know it — oh, let me think that you have not been so cruel as we have thought you. Tell me that you came if only to comfort me and make me happier.”He was roused by the voices of his men, who were searching and calling for him. With an effort, he rose to his feet, and stepped out into the sunshine, when he learnt that a troop of soldiers had just ridden up to the villa, and that their captain, who had already entered, was asking for him by name. Careless what might await him, Basil followed the men as far as the inner court, and there stood Venantius.N’esses punhos tinha dois boxes á americana, que s?o revolvers ao mesmo tempo, e aos quaes basta a press?o dos dedos para os fazer disparar: verdadeiras metralhadoras de algibeira.番号
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