Abstract
Abstract While the compadre, in a panic, is hunting high and low for the boy without so much as a scrap of information from anyone as to his whereabouts, let us look into what has happened with Leonardo and what new predicaments he has gotten himself into. At the edge of the mangrove swamp in the Cidade Nova, next to a pond, there stood an ugly-looking straw-roofed house whose dirty exterior and muddy streetfront clearly indicated that its interior cleanliness would be no better. It comprised a small living room and a bedroom; its furniture consisted of two or three seats made of wood, some mats in one corner, and a large wooden box that served several functions: it was dinner table, bed, wardrobe, and cupboard. The house was almost always shut up tight, which cast a certain air of mystery upon it. This sinister dwelling was inhabited by a figure cut from the most detestable of molds: an aged half-breed with a foul, dirty face who dressed in rags. Nevertheless, the reader should know, for his amazement, that this man’s trade was that of necromancy!dered him to array himself in the dress Adam wore in Paradise and then covered him with a dirty cloak that he brought along. Only then was entry permitted.
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