Don’t be afraid. Smugglers are not robbers.
But what about the two Corsican robbers? said Franz, contemplating the possibility of danger
Oh, it’s not their fault that Gaetano said they were robbers, it’s the fault of the authorities.
How come?
They were chased because they picked a ladle, and the authorities seemed to think that Corsicans should not have revenge in their nature.
What do you mean by picking a gourd ladle? Do you mean assassinating a man? Franz went on asking questions.
I mean, they killed an enemy, and that ordinary assassination is very different, replied the captain
Well, the young man said, then let’s ask these smugglers and robbers to receive us. Do you think they will?
Definitely willing
How many of them?
Four and those two robbers make six.
We are equal, so if they make trouble, we can deal with them. I will tell you for the last time, go to Monte Cristo.
Yes, but the cabinet has to allow us to take some preventive measures
Do it, be as smart as Stowe and as cautious as Ulysses. I not only allow but also encourage you to do it.
Then don’t say Gaetano.
Everyone is no longer a person who sees things like Franz. It is very important for people to know the location. He is now a lonely group of sailors. In the dark, he doesn’t know them. They have no reason to be loyal to him. They know that he has thousands of francs hidden in him. They have looked at his weapons. His guns are very beautiful. When they look at them, they say that they are not jealous but full of curiosity. On the other hand, he will go ashore. Apart from these people, he will protect the island. Although it has a very religious name, it is in Forver. It seems to Lanzi that these smugglers and robbers will not give him anything but the treatment of being crucified. The story of sailing boat being chiseled is hard to believe in the daytime, but it seems very likely that he is in danger of these two imaginations at night. He dare not leave his eyes from the crew and his gun.
The sailors set sail, the sailboat sailed through the waves, and Franz’s eyes were used to the darkness now. In the darkness, he could distinguish the giant granite along which the boat sailed, and then turned a rock. He saw a bright fire, and five or six people were sitting around the fire, which lit up the sea a hundred paces.
Gaetano sailed along the edge of the aperture and carefully kept the boat out of the light. In this way, when they drove to the fireside, he drove straight into the center of the aperture and sang a fishing song. His buddies also sang along with him. As soon as the fire rang, people sitting around the fire got up and walked to the landing place. Their eyes were fixed on the boat, obviously judging the intended situation.
Before long, they seemed to get the answer satisfactorily, and returned to a place where one person was still on the shore. There was a wild goat roasting in their fire. When the boat was twenty paces from the shore, the man on the beach made his carbine into a sentry’s posture and shouted in Sardinia, which Franz calmly put his finger on the bolt Gaetano talked with this man. Although the tourist didn’t understand it, as one pleases knew that he was talking about him.
Pavilion willing to quote a name the captain said
Don’t say my name, just say I’m a French tourist visiting.
After Gaetano conveyed this reply, the sentry gave an order to a man sitting by the fire, and the man got up and disappeared into the rock pile.
No one spoke. Everyone seemed to be busy with their own business. Franz was busy preparing the sailors for the shore. Smugglers were busy roasting their wild goats. But in all this, they were obviously looking at each other. The man who left suddenly came back from the place opposite him. He motioned to the sentry. The sentry turned to the boat and shouted this word. The Italian word is French translation. It also contains the word "Come on, come in, welcome here, be at home", just like Moliere’s sentence. Turkish is the same as that of ordinary citizens who are obsessed with nobility, because it includes too many sailors paddling four boats without waiting for the second invitation from the other side, and then Gaetano jumped to the shore. The sentry talked a few words, and then his buddies landed. Finally, it was Franz’s turn. He put a gun on his shoulder, another was carried by Gaetano, and his carbine was held by a sailor. He pretended to be half an artist and half a flower, which did not arouse the suspicion of the other side. Therefore, the boat had made a few steps forward on the shore and found a comfortable sleeping place, but they chose a place.
Gaetano made a low apology and walked towards the opposite side. Two sailors had lit torches in the fire and followed them forward. After about 30 steps, they stopped around a small pile of rocks. The seats in the field were ready. Like a sentry box, there were several small oak trees growing in the cracks around the rocks. Franz took a torch and saw a pile of ashes by the fire. He said that this hidden place was not his first discovery, but it was suspected that those curious visits stopped in front of him in Monte Cristo. After he landed, he saw the host’s attitude that it was not friendship, but his prejudice had been dispelled, or more accurately, his thoughts had turned to his appetite because he saw the goat. He reminded Gaetano of this, and Gaetano replied that it was the easiest thing to prepare dinner, because half a dozen partridges in their boat had to build a fire to cook them.
Besides, he said that if the smell of their barbecue lured you, I could exchange two birds for a piece of meat with them.
You look like a natural in-laws, replied Franz. Try it.
By this time, the sailors had picked up many dead branches and made a fire. Franz sniffed the smell of roast goat. When he was impatient, the captain came back with a mysterious look.
What’s the matter? Did Franz ask for anything new and they refused?
On the contrary, Gaetano replied that their leader is a French youth, so you go to dinner with him.