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Italy: Sinbad the Sailor.

           "

           "WherecanIsleep?"

           "Onshoreinthegrottos,oronboardinyourcloak;besides,ifyourexcellencypleases,wecanleaveassoonasyoulikewecansailaswellbynightasbyday,andifthewinddropswecanuseouroars."

           AsFranzhadsufficienttime,andhisapartmentsatRomewerenotyetavailable,heacceptedtheproposition.Uponhisanswerintheaffirmative,thesailorsexchangedafewwordstogetherinalowtone."Well,"askedhe,"whatnow?Isthereanydifficultyintheway?"

           "No."repliedthecaptain,"butwemustwarnyourexcellencythattheislandisaninfectedport."

           "Whatdoyoumean?"

           "MonteCristoalthoughuninhabited,yetservesoccasionallyasarefugeforthesmugglersandpirateswhocomefromCorsica,Sardinia,andAfrica,andifitbecomesknownthatwehavebeenthere,weshallhavetoperformquarantineforsixdaysonourreturntoLeghorn."

           "Thedeuce!Thatputsadifferentfaceonthematter.Sixdays!Why,that’saslongastheAlmightytooktomaketheworld!Toolongawaittoolong."

           "ButwhowillsayyourexcellencyhasbeentoMonteCristo?"

           "Oh,Ishallnot,"criedFranz.

           "NorI,norI,"chorusedthesailors.

           "ThensteerforMonteCristo."

           Thecaptaingavehisorders,thehelmwasputup,andtheboatwassoonsailinginthedirectionoftheisland.

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