CHAPTER II
IN THE FOREST
The sun was just rising and its slanting rays cast a golden glow over the thick foliage when Affonzo sprang out of bed next morning, awakened by the noisy chattering of the birds.
"Hurrah!" he exclaimed. "It is a fine day! How glad I am, for now I can go hunting with my father and Uncle Prudente."
He hurried into his clothes and down to the breakfast-room, where Joachim was serving strong black coffee, rolls and fruit to his father and uncle.
"Here you are, bright and early," said the Senhor. "Do you want to go with us? Perhaps you would better not!"
Affonzo's face fell.
"Oh, father! last night you promised!" he said, and his father answered, "Oh, you may go. I merely thought perhaps it might tire you too much, for we shall have a long tramp."
"We must start at once," said his uncle, "if we are to have any sport before midday," and they started toward the forest.