Граф Монте-Крісто

The Island of Monte Cristo.

           

           "Whatarewetodo,Maltese?"askedthecaptain."Wecannotleaveyouhereso,andyetwecannotstay."

           "Go,go!"exclaimedDantes.

           "Weshallbeabsentatleastaweek,"saidthepatron,"andthenwemustrunoutofourcoursetocomehereandtakeyouupagain."

           "Why,"saidDantes,"ifintwoorthreedaysyouhailanyfishing-boat,desirethemtocomeheretome.Iwillpaytwenty-fivepiastresformypassagebacktoLeghorn.Ifyoudonotcomeacrossone,returnforme."Thepatronshookhishead.

           "Listen,CaptainBaldi;there’sonewayofsettlingthis,"saidJacopo."Doyougo,andIwillstayandtakecareofthewoundedman."

           "Andgiveupyourshareoftheventure,"saidEdmond,"toremainwithme?"

           "Yes,"saidJacopo,"andwithoutanyhesitation."

           "Youareagoodfellowandakind-heartedmessmate,"repliedEdmond,"andheavenwillrecompenseyouforyourgenerousintentions;butIdonotwishanyonetostaywithme.Adayortwoofrestwillsetmeup,andIhopeIshallfindamongtherockscertainherbsmostexcellentforbruises."

           ApeculiarsmilepassedoverDantes’lips;hesqueezedJacopo’shandwarmly,butnothingcouldshakehisdeterminationtoremainandremainalone

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