human
I don't believe you have such trees, said Lola at last.
gpt
There are mangoes, tamarinds, bread-fruits, bananas, cocoa trees, oranges and palms all growing together. Aren't they splendid?
human
Yes, indeed, said Maria.
gpt
And the flowers are simply gorgeous. Those trees with the flowering vine all draped around them and hanging down in long racemes are as beautiful as anything I ever saw.
human
Here we are at the end of the railway, said Martim.
gpt
Now for a climb.
human
Here we are at last, said the Senhor as they reached the top.
gpt
Now you can see seventy miles, for there is Organ Mount fifty miles away, and yonder is Cape Frio, which is seventy miles away.
human
Among the mountain peaks there lies the sea of gold, said Uncle Hilario.
gpt
There is a tale told that in the early Portuguese days in Brazil a murderer, who had been condemned to death, escaped from prison and fled to the hills. He wandered about, fed only by the bounty of the forest and at last he discovered the Lake of Gold. From its shining sands he made a fortune, and returned in two years to Rio to buy his pardon.
human
The Lake of Gold, said Affonzo.
gpt
I wonder if that is where the Gilded Man washed himself.
human
Who was the Gilded Man?
gpt
It's an Indian story Vicente told me,
human
Do tell it to me,