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"
But
you
'll
die
of
hunger
,
"
said
the
patron
.
"
I
would
rather
do
so
,
"
was
Edmond
reply
,
"
than
suffer
the
inexpressible
agonies
which
the
slightest
movement
causes
me
.
"
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
.
"
What
are
we
to
do
,
Maltese
?
"
asked
the
captain
.
"
We
can
not
leave
you
here
so
,
and
yet
we
can
not
stay
.
"
"
Go
,
go
!
"
exclaimed
Dantes
.
"
We
shall
be
absent
at
least
a
week
,
"
said
the
patron
,
"
and
then
we
must
run
out
of
our
course
to
come
here
and
take
you
up
again
.
"
"
Why
,
"
said
Dantes
,
"
if
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
.
"
The
patron
shook
his
head
.
"
Listen
,
Captain
Baldi
;
there
's
one
way
of
settling
this
,
"
said
Jacopo
.
"
Do
you
go
,
and
I
will
stay
and
take
care
of
the
wounded
man
.
"
"
And
give
up
your
share
of
the
venture
,
"
said
Edmond
,
"
to
remain
with
me
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
said
Jacopo
,
"
and
without
any
hesitation
.
"
"
You
are
a
good
fellow
and
a
kind-hearted
messmate
,
"
replied
Edmond
,
"
and
heaven
will
recompense
you
for
your
generous
intentions
;
but
I
do
not
wish
any
one
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
.
"
