...His first care was to see what direction they were pursuing. They were rapidly leaving the Ch&teau d'lf behind. Dantes was so exhausted that the exclamation...his limbs restored their elasticity. "Who are you 1" said the pilot in bad French. "I am," replied Dantes in bad Italian, "a Maltese sailor. We were...

...lying on the deck. A sailor was rubbing his limbs with a woollen cloth; another, whom he recognized as the one who had cried out " Courage ! " held a gourd full of rum to his mouth ; while the third, an old sailor, at once the pilot and captain, looked on with that egotistical pity...

...lying on the deck. A sailor was rubbing his limbs with a woollen cloth ; another, whom he recognized as the one who had cried out " Courage ! " held a gourd full of rum to his mouth ; while the third, an old sailor, at once the pilot and captain, looked on with that egotistical pity...

...lying on the deck ; a sailor was rubbing his limbs with a woolen cloth ; another, whom he recognized as the one who had cried out " Courage ! " held a gourd full of rum to his mouth ; whilst the third, au old sailor, at once the pilot and captain, looked on with that egotistical pity men feel for a misfortune...

...lying on the deck. A sailor was rubbing his limbs with a woollen cloth; another, whom he recognized as the one who had cried out "Courage!" held a gourd full of rum to his mouth; while the third, an old sailor, at once the pilot and captain, looked on with that egotistical pity...

...lying on the deck. A sailor was rubbing his limbs with a woollen cloth; another, whom he recognized as the one who had cried out "Courage!" held a gourd full of rum to his mouth; while the third, an old sailer, at once the pilot and captain, looked on with that egotistical pity...