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Abstract: All was quiet on the Nile's banks.The sun was disappearing behind the high plumed palms, while flames were colouring the river's waters that appeared like fresh-fused bronze. On the eastern side a violet mist was growing thicker, announcing the darkness.A man was standing on a bank, leaning against a palm trunk, as being immersed in his thoughts. His vague look wandered on the waters, which were breaking with a sweet gurgle on the papyri roots in the mud.He was a handsome Egyptian boy, maybe eighteen years old. His shoulders were broad and strong, he had muscular arms with thin and tapered hands, wonderful and regular features, black hair and black eyes.

Abstract: ...The captain of the Andalusia was a nice-looking Chilean, with three-quarters of Spanish blood in his veins and a quarter of Arauca, dark as the fearless warriors of the Andes, with velvety black eyes who were still burning, though more than fifty winters did weigh on his shoulders. He stood gigantic, with powerful shoulders and a neck like a bull's. His features, too, were beautiful, though the long beard, still black, which framed his face, gave him the appearance of a brigand...

Abstract: Che cosa manca a Yanez, ormai principe dell'Assam? Mompracem è ancora nelle mani degli inglesi. Ma le Tigri della Malesia faranno qualunque cosa pur di riprendersi l'isola mai dimenticata.