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But let us go to the parlor; my father is already looking for me, and you know he can't be long without me." A curious laugh issued from the pale lips, and it seemed to Gontram as if she had accented the words "my father" in a peculiar way. Just as Gontram and his companion re-entered the parlor, a short but unpleasant scene was being acted there.
Gontram bent over her and tenderly raised her up. "Carmen," he earnestly said, "tell me, what can I do for you?" Carmen raised her eyes, which were still full of tears, and tenderly whispered to the young man: "How good you are! Do you love the Vicomte of Monte-Cristo?" she suddenly asked. "I love and esteem him. But what makes you speak of the vicomte?"
"And where should the trap be?" asked Gontram, as they walked on; "not in Jane Zild's heavenly tones? Just look how the dark eyes are looking at you really you are in luck." Jane Zild had risen after the song was ended, and while the applause sounded about her, she looked steadily at the vicomte.
Before he could ask for the cause of this, she laughed aloud and mockingly said: "A good host has generally several surprises in petto for his guests; are you an exception to the general rule?" Gontram was about to reply when the door was opened and the servant announced: "Mademoiselle Jane Zild, the Vicomte of Monte-Cristo!"
Jane Zild?" stammered the painter, terror-stricken. "O my God!" They had now reached the Place de l'Etoile, and Gontram looked around for a carriage. "What shall we do?" he asked, turning in desperation to Spero. "Are you going to bring the poor thing to your house? I shall go and arouse the servants." "Do so, Gontram, and hurry every minute counts." Soon the Monte-Cristo mansion was reached.
"Well, this songstress, who, by the way, comes from Russia, has promised to be here to-night," declared Gontram, triumphantly. "Ah, really?" replied Carmen, breathing heavily, while her eyes shot forth threatening gleams. "What ails you, mademoiselle?" asked Gontram uneasily, "have I hurt you in any way?" "No; what makes you think so?
"If I were to obey the voice of love," said Gontram, "I would go to her now and say: 'I love you be mine!" "And why do you hesitate? You love her, do you not?" "I suppose so; Carmen is charming. This evening I was at the point of proposing " "Well? and " "That is just the point. Spero, have you never had a feeling which caused you to leave undone something which your heart prompted you to do?
The next minute he had disappeared, and, while the waves rushed over him, Fanfaro and Gontram rushed toward Spero's body, and Fanfaro sobbingly exclaimed: "Too late! Too late! Oh, poor, poor father!" Just as Benedetto had uttered the mocking words to the friends of Spero, the form of a man appeared in the doorway.
"What was I to do? I could not find the gypsy, and was almost in despair. On the morning of the fourth day, the invalid suddenly rose in her bed and cried aloud: "'There she is, I hear the gypsy's violin oh, now I can die peacefully! Open the window, Gontram, so that I can hear the music better. "I did as she said, and now the tones of the violin reached my ears.
In the meantime Gontram had learned from Mamma Caraman that Jane Zild had disappeared, and the thought flashed through his mind like lightning that Signor Fagiano's remark, which Carmen had overheard, related to her. He told Fanfaro about it, and they both resolved to examine Jane's room.
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