"To whom does this island belong?"
"To Tuscany."
"What game shall I find there!"
"Thousands of wild goats."
"Who live upon the stones, I suppose," said Franz with an incredulous
smile.
"No, but by browsing the shrubs and trees that grow out of the crevices
of the rocks."
"Where can I sleep?"
"On shore in the grottos, or on board in your cloak; besides, if your
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