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He is drowned." "Speak, wretch!" said San Pietro, turning to the major. "Did Aslitta escape through the well?" But Bartolomeo made no reply. A dull sob escaped his lips, and his eyes, filled with hot tears, fixed themselves, in horror, on the silk scarf which the rising flood wafted to and fro. "One has escaped," cried Benedetto, from between his gritted teeth, "but the other shall suffer for it.
"But why were you arrested?" "Later on you shall hear all." "Can you not at least tell me whether Luciola has been saved?" "Yes, she is in safety in the Count of Monte-Cristo's house." "Heaven be praised! Now I can die calmly," whispered Aslitta. "Nonsense! who is speaking of dying? Think of our rescue. It is not safe to remain here, and the sooner we get out of this hole the better.
He was pompous and disrespectful to his countrymen and polite and cordial to the Austrian officers, so that the latter were at length the only ones who came, and San Pietro's spy had very little news to report. Aslitta, who was playing a double game, was the only one who could not be driven away.
As for herself, she had no fear, and though she could not understand Aslitta's absence, she was far from imagining the truth. Suddenly San Pietro's repulsive features appeared at the carriage window, and Luciola's heart ceased beating. Had he betrayed Aslitta? The count had arranged things well.
Suddenly, however, the young man was seen to totter; he sought to hold himself, turned a somersault and fell crushed to the pavement. A bullet had hit him. At this moment Bertuccio entered the hall. "Well?" asked the count. "Count, one of our emissaries has penetrated to the citadel. The Marquis Aslitta is no longer there!" "What can that mean?
"That Aslitta be arrested this evening." "Ah, La Luciola is divine; we must secure her for Vienna!" exclaimed the colonel, enthusiastically. "Will you arrange it?" "What, your excellency?" "Are you deaf? We must secure Luciola for Vienna." "Have Aslitta arrested, and La Luciola will be a member of the Vienna Opera." "Stupid, what interest has La Luciola in Aslitta?"
If you have sinned, your love for your country has made atonement!" One hour later the count, Haydee and Spero bade adieu to Aslitta and Luciola in the Café Vidiserti. "Farewell, marquis," said the count, throwing a knowing glance at Aslitta, who held the diva in his arms. Aslitta nodded. "To-day Luciola will be my bride," he gently said. "Why do you wish to leave us?" exclaimed Luciola, sobbing.
Such a scoundrel's soul is too bad for the devil himself." "Get up, vagabond," roughly exclaimed Benedetto. He had looked up Aslitta to avenge Bartolomeo's escape on him, and he was in a very bad humor. As the major did not stir, Benedetto uttered an oath and cried: "Are you deaf, Aslitta?" He then snatched a torch from one of the soldiers who accompanied him and looked around.
"Men," exclaimed Monte-Cristo, "carry the Marquis Aslitta into the Vidiserti palace, and if you love your leader, who has staked his life for you, see to it that no soldier enters the building! Turn the palace into a bulwark against which the soldiers smash their skulls, and who knows whether Italy and Aslitta may not, together, become resurrected?"
"Let us play cards," he proposed; but before his comrades could say anything, a thunderous noise came from the direction of the Scala, mingled with loud cries. "Long live La Luciola! Long live Italy!" The officers hurried out. As soon as the hall was cleared, Aslitta strode toward Major Bartolomeo, and whispered in his ear: "To-night in the little house on the Porta Tessina."
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