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"
Without
doubt
.
"
"
How
many
are
they
?
"
"
Four
,
and
the
two
bandits
make
six
.
"
"
Just
our
number
,
so
that
if
they
prove
troublesome
,
we
shall
be
able
to
hold
them
in
check
;
so
,
for
the
last
time
,
steer
to
Monte
Cristo
.
"
"
Yes
,
but
your
excellency
will
permit
us
to
take
all
due
precautions
.
"
"
By
all
means
,
be
as
wise
as
Nestor
and
as
prudent
as
Ulysses
;
I
do
more
than
permit
,
I
exhort
you
.
"
"
Silence
,
then
!
"
said
Gaetano
.
Every
one
obeyed
.
For
a
man
who
,
like
Franz
,
viewed
his
position
in
its
true
light
,
it
was
a
grave
one
.
He
was
alone
in
the
darkness
with
sailors
whom
he
did
not
know
,
and
who
had
no
reason
to
be
devoted
to
him
;
who
knew
that
he
had
several
thousand
francs
in
his
belt
,
and
who
had
often
examined
his
weapons
--
which
were
very
beautiful
--
if
not
with
envy
,
at
least
with
curiosity
.
On
the
other
hand
,
he
was
about
to
land
,
without
any
other
escort
than
these
men
,
on
an
island
which
had
,
indeed
,
a
very
religious
name
,
but
which
did
not
seem
to
Franz
likely
to
afford
him
much
hospitality
,
thanks
to
the
smugglers
and
bandits
.
The
history
of
the
scuttled
vessels
,
which
had
appeared
improbable
during
the
day
,
seemed
very
probable
at
night
;
placed
as
he
was
between
two
possible
sources
of
danger
,
he
kept
his
eye
on
the
crew
,
and
his
gun
in
his
hand
.
The
sailors
had
again
hoisted
sail
,
and
the
vessel
was
once
more
cleaving
the
waves
.
Through
the
darkness
Franz
,
whose
eyes
were
now
more
accustomed
to
it
,
could
see
the
looming
shore
along
which
the
boat
was
sailing
,
and
then
,
as
they
rounded
a
rocky
point
,
he
saw
the
fire
more
brilliant
than
ever
,
and
about
it
five
or
six
persons
seated
.
The
blaze
illumined
the
sea
for
a
hundred
paces
around
.
Gaetano
skirted
the
light
,
carefully
keeping
the
boat
in
the
shadow
;
then
,
when
they
were
opposite
the
fire
,
he
steered
to
the
centre
of
the
circle
,
singing
a
fishing
song
,
of
which
his
companions
sung
the
chorus
.
At
the
first
words
of
the
song
the
men
seated
round
the
fire
arose
and
approached
the
landing-place
,
their
eyes
fixed
on
the
boat
,
evidently
seeking
to
know
who
the
new-comers
were
and
what
were
their
intentions
.
They
soon
appeared
satisfied
and
returned
(
with
the
exception
of
one
,
who
remained
at
the
shore
)
to
their
fire
,
at
which
the
carcass
of
a
goat
was
roasting
.
When
the
boat
was
within
twenty
paces
of
the
shore
,
the
man
on
the
beach
,
who
carried
a
carbine
,
presented
arms
after
the
manner
of
a
sentinel
,
and
cried
,
"
Who
comes
there
?
"
in
Sardinian
.
Franz
coolly
cocked
both
barrels
.
Gaetano
then
exchanged
a
few
words
with
this
man
which
the
traveller
did
not
understand
,
but
which
evidently
concerned
him
.
"
Will
your
excellency
give
your
name
,
or
remain
incognito
?
"
asked
the
captain
.
"
My
name
must
rest
unknown
--
merely
say
I
am
a
Frenchman
travelling
for
pleasure
.
