In ten minutes Luigi and the traveller reached the cross-roads.

On arriving there, with an air as majestic as that of an emperor, he stretched his hand towards that one of the roads which the traveller was to follow.--"That is your road, excellency, and now you cannot again mistake."-- 'And here is your recompense,' said the traveller, offering the young herdsman some small pieces of money.
"'Thank you,' said Luigi, drawing back his hand; 'I render a service, I do not sell it.'-- 'Well,' replied the traveller, who seemed used to this difference between the servility of a man of the cities and the pride of the mountaineer, 'if you refuse wages, you will, perhaps, accept a gift.'-- 'Ah, yes, that is another thing.'-- 'Then,' said the traveller, 'take these two Venetian sequins and give them to your bride, to make herself a pair of earrings.' "'And then do you take this poniard,' said the young herdsman; 'you will not find one better carved between Albano and Civita-Castellana.' "'I accept it,' answered the traveller, 'but then the obligation will be on my side, for this poniard is worth more than two sequins.'-- 'For a dealer perhaps; but for me, who engraved it myself, it is hardly worth a piastre.' "'What is your name ?' inquired the traveller.--'Luigi Vampa,' replied the shepherd, with the same air as he would have replied, Alexander, King of Macedon.--'And yours ?'--'I,' said the traveller, 'am called Sinbad the Sailor.'" Franz d'Epinay started with surprise.
"Sinbad the Sailor." he said.
"Yes," replied the narrator; "that was the name which the traveller gave to Vampa as his own." "Well, and what may you have to say against this name ?" inquired Albert; "it is a very pretty name, and the adventures of the gentleman of that name amused me very much in my youth, I must confess."-- Franz said no more.

The name of Sinbad the Sailor, as may well be supposed, awakened in him a world of recollections, as had the name of the Count of Monte Cristo on the previous evening.
"Proceed!" said he to the host.
"Vampa put the two sequins haughtily into his pocket, and slowly returned by the way he had gone.

As he came within two or three hundred paces of the grotto, he thought he heard a cry.

He listened to know whence this sound could proceed.