And Ferragut continued on, smiling rather bitterly at this inopportune recollection.
On entering the schooner he encountered Karl, the doctor's factotum, who had brought his little baggage and had just installed it in his cabin.

"He could retire."...

Then he looked over the crew.

In addition to the three old Sicilians he now saw seven husky young fellows, blonde and stout, with rolled-up sleeves.

They were talking Italian, but the captain had no doubt as, to their real nationality.
As some of them were already beginning to weigh anchor, Ferragut looked at the count as though inviting him to depart.