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his favor.

โ€œNo, no,โ€ he said to the patron, โ€œI was awkward, and it is just that I pay the penalty of my clumsiness. Leave me a small supply of biscuit, a gun, powder, and balls, to kill the kids or defend myself at need, and a pickaxe, that I may build a shelter if you delay in coming back for me.โ€

โ€œBut youโ€™ll die of hunger,โ€ said the patron.

โ€œI would rather do so,โ€ was Edmondโ€™s reply, โ€œthan suffer the inexpressible agonies which the slightest movement causes me.โ€

The patron turned towards his vessel, which was rolling on the swell in the little harbor, and, with sails partly set, would be ready for sea when her toilet should be completed.

โ€œWhat are we to do, Maltese?โ€ asked the captain. โ€œWe cannot leave you here so, and yet we cannot stay.โ€

โ€œGo, go!โ€ exclaimed Dantรจs.

โ€œWe shall be absent at least a week,โ€ said the patron, โ€œand then we must run out of our course to come here and take you up again.โ€

โ€œWhy,โ€ said Dantรจs, โ€œif in two or three days you hail any fishing-boat, desire them to come here to me. I will pay twenty-five piastres for my passage back to Leghorn. If you do not come across one, return for me.โ€ The patron shook his head.

โ€œListen, Captain Baldi; thereโ€™s one way of settling this,โ€ said Jacopo. โ€œDo you go, and I will stay and take care of the wounded man.โ€

โ€œAnd give up your share of the venture,โ€ said Edmond, โ€œto remain with me?โ€

โ€œYes,โ€ said Jacopo, โ€œand without any hesitation.โ€

โ€œYou are a good fellow and a kindhearted messmate,โ€ replied Edmond, โ€œand heaven will recompense you for your generous intentions; but I do not wish anyone to stay with me. A day or two of rest will set me up, and I hope I shall find among the rocks certain herbs most excellent for bruises.โ€

A peculiar smile passed over Dantรจsโ€™ lips; he squeezed Jacopoโ€™s hand warmly, but nothing could shake his determination to remainโ โ€”and remain alone.

The smugglers left with Edmond what he had requested and set sail, but not without turning about several times, and each time making signs of a cordial farewell, to which Edmond replied with his hand only, as if he could not move the rest of his body.

Then, when they had disappeared, he said with a smileโ โ€”โ€œโ€Šโ€™Tis strange that it should be among such men that we find proofs of friendship and devotion.โ€ Then he dragged himself cautiously to the top of a rock, from which he had a full view of the sea, and thence he saw the tartan complete her preparations for sailing, weigh anchor, and, balancing herself as gracefully as a waterfowl ere it takes to the wing, set sail.

At the end of an hour she was completely out of sight; at least, it was impossible for the wounded man to see her any longer from the spot where he was. Then Dantรจs rose more agile and light than the kid among the myrtles and shrubs of these wild rocks, took his gun in one hand, his pickaxe in the other, and hastened towards the rock on which the marks he had noted terminated.

โ€œAnd now,โ€ he exclaimed, remembering the tale of the Arabian fisherman, which Faria had related to him, โ€œnow, Open Sesame!โ€

XXIV The Secret Cave

The sun had nearly reached the meridian, and his scorching rays fell full on the rocks, which seemed themselves sensible of the heat. Thousands of grasshoppers, hidden in the bushes, chirped with a monotonous and dull note; the leaves of the myrtle and olive trees waved and rustled in the wind. At every step that Edmond took he disturbed the lizards glittering with the hues of the emerald; afar off he saw the wild goats bounding from crag to crag. In a word, the island was inhabited, yet Edmond felt himself alone, guided by the hand of God.

He felt an indescribable sensation somewhat akin to dreadโ โ€”that dread of the daylight which even in the desert makes us fear we are watched and observed. This feeling was so strong that at the moment when Edmond was about to begin his labor, he stopped, laid down his pickaxe, seized his gun, mounted to the summit of the highest rock, and from thence gazed round in every direction.

But it was not upon Corsica, the very houses of which he could distinguish; or on Sardinia; or on the Island of Elba, with its historical associations; or upon the almost imperceptible line that to the experienced eye of a sailor alone revealed the coast of Genoa the proud, and Leghorn the commercial, that he gazed. It was at the brigantine that had left in the morning, and the tartan that had just set sail, that Edmond fixed his eyes.

The first was just disappearing in the straits of Bonifacio; the other, following an opposite direction, was about to round the Island of Corsica.

This sight reassured him. He then looked at the objects near him. He saw that he was on the highest point of the islandโ โ€”a statue on this vast pedestal of granite, nothing human appearing in sight, while the blue ocean beat against the base of the island, and covered it with a fringe of foam. Then he descended with cautious and slow step, for he dreaded lest an accident similar to that he had so adroitly feigned should happen in reality.

Dantรจs, as we have said, had traced the marks along the rocks, and he had noticed that they led to a small creek, which was hidden like the bath of some ancient nymph. This creek was sufficiently wide at its mouth, and deep in the centre, to admit of the entrance of a small vessel of the lugger class, which would be perfectly concealed from observation.

Then following the clue that, in the hands of the Abbรฉ Faria had been so skilfully used to guide him through the Daedalian labyrinth of probabilities, he thought that the Cardinal Spada, anxious not to be watched, had

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