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ENCOUNTER WITH XAVANTES
A GLIMMER of gray hovered over the jungle as the gaunt men began to move stealthily downriver. They passed the rapid, only to encounter another and to look hopelessly at the boiling current. “It has to be done, fellows. There’s no way out of it. And there can’t be any rest until we’re out of this territory. Everybody take a bit of cargo, and we’ll soon be over.” Tom did
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