His face bore a new expression, that of a man who had taken a last decision, and with whom irresolution had ceased.
"You are right," he said, in a firm voice.

"The journey is necessary.
When shall we start ?" "Ah! Joam! my Joam!" cried Yaquita, in her joy.

"Thank you for me! Thank you for them!" And tears of affection came to her eyes as her husband clasped her to his heart.
At this moment happy voices were heard outside at the door of the house.
Manoel and Benito appeared an instant after at the threshold, almost at the same moment as Minha entered the room.
"Children! your father consents!" cried Yaquita.

"We are going to Belem!" With a grave face, and without speaking a word, Joam Garral received the congratulations of his son and the kisses of his daughter.
"And what date, father," asked Benito, "have you fixed for the wedding ?" "Date ?" answered Joam.

"Date?
We shall see.