The squire's soliloquy
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— Tem santa paciência, caboclinho de minha alma! Fé de Aires Gomes, não é possível; e tu sabes! Quando eu digo que não é possível, é como se a nossa madre igreja... Que diabo ia rezarlhe? Ai! que chamei sem querer a madre igreja de diabo! Forte heresia! Quem se mete a tagarelar dos santos com esta casta de pagão... Tagarelar dos santos!... Virgem Santíssima! Estou incapaz! Cala-te, boca! não me pies mais!
Have holy patience, little caboclo of my soul! By the faith of Aires Gomes, it isn't possible, and you know it! When I say it isn't possible, it's as though our mother church... What the devil was I going to pray to? Oh! that I unwittingly called mother church a devil! A mighty heresy! Whoever takes it upon himself to prattle of the saints with this breed of pagan... Prattle of the saints! Most Holy Virgin! I'm hopeless! Hush, mouth! don't peep to me anymore!
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