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The sordid clothes which covered the person of the Indian were stained with mud, and torn by thorns and briers. It was evident that he had made a hasty journey through woods and along bad roads. He bowed with modest grace to the three gentlemen, and waited.
"Does not my brother belong to the valiant tribe of the Black Serpents? " Don Tadeo asked.