Follow this line to Bordeaux; from Bordeaux to the frontier.

And once there, turn to Barcelona or go to Madrid, and from Madrid to Valencia." The mate contemplated the map silently, scratching his beard.

Then he raised his canine eyes slowly until he fixed them upon Ulysses.
"And you ?" he asked.
"I remain here.

The captain of the _Mare Nostrum_, has sold himself with his vessel." Toni made a distressed gesture.

For a moment he almost believed that Ferragut wanted to get rid of him and was discontented with his services.