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"
But
such
services
as
these
might
involve
him
with
the
authorities
of
the
country
in
which
he
practices
this
kind
of
philanthropy
,
"
said
Franz
.
"
And
what
cares
he
for
that
,
"
replied
Gaetano
with
a
laugh
,
"
or
any
authorities
?
He
smiles
at
them
.
Let
them
try
to
pursue
him
!
Why
,
in
the
first
place
,
his
yacht
is
not
a
ship
,
but
a
bird
,
and
he
would
beat
any
frigate
three
knots
in
every
nine
;
and
if
he
were
to
throw
himself
on
the
coast
,
why
,
is
he
not
certain
of
finding
friends
everywhere
?
"
It
was
perfectly
clear
that
the
Signor
Sinbad
,
Franz
's
host
,
had
the
honor
of
being
on
excellent
terms
with
the
smugglers
and
bandits
along
the
whole
coast
of
the
Mediterranean
,
and
so
enjoyed
exceptional
privileges
.
As
to
Franz
,
he
had
no
longer
any
inducement
to
remain
at
Monte
Cristo
.
He
had
lost
all
hope
of
detecting
the
secret
of
the
grotto
;
he
consequently
despatched
his
breakfast
,
and
,
his
boat
being
ready
,
he
hastened
on
board
,
and
they
were
soon
under
way
.
At
the
moment
the
boat
began
her
course
they
lost
sight
of
the
yacht
,
as
it
disappeared
in
the
gulf
of
Porto
--
Vecchio
.
With
it
was
effaced
the
last
trace
of
the
preceding
night
;
and
then
supper
,
Sinbad
,
hashish
,
statues
--
all
became
a
dream
for
Franz
.
The
boat
sailed
on
all
day
and
all
night
,
and
next
morning
,
when
the
sun
rose
,
they
had
lost
sight
of
Monte
Cristo
.
When
Franz
had
once
again
set
foot
on
shore
,
he
forgot
,
for
the
moment
at
least
,
the
events
which
had
just
passed
,
while
he
finished
his
affairs
of
pleasure
at
Florence
,
and
then
thought
of
nothing
but
how
he
should
rejoin
his
companion
,
who
was
awaiting
him
at
Rome
.
He
set
out
,
and
on
the
Saturday
evening
reached
the
Eternal
City
by
the
mail-coach
.
An
apartment
,
as
we
have
said
,
had
been
retained
beforehand
,
and
thus
he
had
but
to
go
to
Signor
Pastrini
's
hotel
.
But
this
was
not
so
easy
a
matter
,
for
the
streets
were
thronged
with
people
,
and
Rome
was
already
a
prey
to
that
low
and
feverish
murmur
which
precedes
all
great
events
;
and
at
Rome
there
are
four
great
events
in
every
year
--
the
Carnival
,
Holy
Week
,
Corpus
Christi
,
and
the
Feast
of
St.
Peter
.
All
the
rest
of
the
year
the
city
is
in
that
state
of
dull
apathy
,
between
life
and
death
,
which
renders
it
similar
to
a
kind
of
station
between
this
world
and
the
next
--
a
sublime
spot
,
a
resting-place
full
of
poetry
and
character
,
and
at
which
Franz
had
already
halted
five
or
six
times
,
and
at
each
time
found
it
more
marvellous
and
striking
.
At
last
he
made
his
way
through
the
mob
,
which
was
continually
increasing
and
getting
more
and
more
turbulent
,
and
reached
the
hotel
.
On
his
first
inquiry
he
was
told
,
with
the
impertinence
peculiar
to
hired
hackney-coachmen
and
inn-keepers
with
their
houses
full
,
that
there
was
no
room
for
him
at
the
Hotel
de
Londres
.
Then
he
sent
his
card
to
Signor
Pastrini
,
and
asked
for
Albert
de
Morcerf
.
This
plan
succeeded
;
and
Signor
Pastrini
himself
ran
to
him
,
excusing
himself
for
having
made
his
excellency
wait
,
scolding
the
waiters
,
taking
the
candlestick
from
the
porter
,
who
was
ready
to
pounce
on
the
traveller
and
was
about
to
lead
him
to
Albert
,
when
Morcerf
himself
appeared
.
The
apartment
consisted
of
two
small
rooms
and
a
parlor
.
The
two
rooms
looked
onto
the
street
--
a
fact
which
Signor
Pastrini
commented
upon
as
an
inappreciable
advantage
.
The
rest
of
the
floor
was
hired
by
a
very
rich
gentleman
who
was
supposed
to
be
a
Sicilian
or
Maltese
;
but
the
host
was
unable
to
decide
to
which
of
the
two
nations
the
traveller
belonged
.
"
Very
good
,
signor
Pastrini
,
"
said
Franz
;
"
but
we
must
have
some
supper
instantly
,
and
a
carriage
for
tomorrow
and
the
following
days
.
"
"
As
to
supper
,
"
replied
the
landlord
,
"
you
shall
be
served
immediately
;
but
as
for
the
carriage
"
--
"
What
as
to
the
carriage
?
"
exclaimed
Albert
.
"
Come
,
come
,
Signor
Pastrini
,
no
joking
;
we
must
have
a
carriage
.
"
