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Italy: Sinbad the Sailor.

           ButwhenIaddedtothegunanEnglishcutlasswithwhichIhadshiveredhishighness’syataghantopieces,thebeyyielded,andagreedtoforgivethehandandhead,butonconditionthatthepoorfellowneveragainsetfootinTunis.Thiswasauselessclauseinthebargain,forwheneverthecowardseesthefirstglimpseoftheshoresofAfrica,herunsdownbelow,andcanonlybeinducedtoappearagainwhenweareoutofsightofthatquarteroftheglobe."

           Franzremainedamomentsilentandpensive,hardlyknowingwhattothinkofthehalf-kindness,half-cruelty,withwhichhishostrelatedthebriefnarrative."Andlikethecelebratedsailorwhosenameyouhaveassumed,"hesaid,bywayofchangingtheconversation,"youpassyourlifeintravelling?"

           "Yes.ImadeavowatatimewhenIlittlethoughtIshouldeverbeabletoaccomplishit,"saidtheunknownwithasingularsmile;"andImadesomeothersalsowhichIhopeImayfulfilindueseason."AlthoughSinbadpronouncedthesewordswithmuchcalmness,hiseyesgaveforthgleamsofextraordinaryferocity.

           "Youhavesufferedagreatdeal,sir?"saidFranzinquiringly.

           Sinbadstartedandlookedfixedlyathim,ashereplied,"Whatmakesyousupposeso?"

           "Everything,"answeredFranz"yourvoice,yourlook,yourpallidcomplexion,andeventhelifeyoulead."

           "I?Ilivethehappiestlifepossible,thereallifeofapasha.Iamkingofallcreation.

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