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The monarch himself, without armor or helmet, was fortunately not recognized; his secretary, De Boville, and two Parisians of the name of Gentien, whom Philip had always about his person, were slain before his eyes. The King withdrew, but it was to arm, mount on horseback, and cry out to his followers to stand their ground.
'Oh! 'ere he is! exclaimed Bragg, appealing to the stranger with a hasty 'You know Captain Boville, don't you?
Everything was here arranged in perfect order; each register had its number, each file of papers its place. The inspector begged the Englishman to seat himself in an arm-chair, and placed before him the register and documents relative to the Chateau d'If, giving him all the time he desired for the examination, while De Boville seated himself in a corner, and began to read his newspaper.
A striped jacket is down, and the horse, after a vain effort to rise, sinks lifeless on the ground. On they go all the same! Loud yells of exciting betting burst from the spectators, and Buckram gets well on for the cross. There are now five in front Sponge, Spraggon, Hangallows, Boville, and another; and already the pace begins to tell. It wasn't possible to run it at the rate they started.
"I will come myself." "Better still, since it will afford me the pleasure of seeing you." They shook hands. "By the way," said M. de Boville, "are you not going to the funeral of poor Mademoiselle de Villefort, which I met on my road here?" "No," said the banker; "I have appeared rather ridiculous since that affair of Benedetto, so I remain in the background." "Bah, you are wrong.
"Indeed I do not know what he is; he has three unlimited credits one on me, one on Rothschild, one on Lafitte; and, you see," he added carelessly, "he has given me the preference, by leaving a balance of 100,000 francs." M. de Boville manifested signs of extraordinary admiration. "I must visit him," he said, "and obtain some pious grant from him."
This is all I can say, sir; if you wish to learn more, address yourself to M. de Boville, the inspector of prisons, No. 15, Rue de Nouailles; he has, I believe, two hundred thousand francs in Morrel's hands, and if there be any grounds for apprehension, as this is a greater amount than mine, you will most probably find him better informed than myself."
"Come," said Boville, with a tone of entire incredulity, "five millions to that gentleman who just left, and who bowed to me as though he knew me?" "Perhaps he knows you, though you do not know him; M. de Monte Cristo knows everybody." "Five millions!" "Here is his receipt. Believe your own eyes." M. de Boville took the paper Danglars presented him, and read:
He rose, gave his seat to M. de Boville, who took it without ceremony, and quickly drew up the required assignment, while the Englishman counted out the bank-notes on the other side of the desk. The House of Morrel & Son.
"I have brought my receipt." "My dear M. de Boville, your widows and orphans must oblige me by waiting twenty-four hours, since M. de Monte Cristo whom you just saw leaving here you did see him, I think?" "Yes; well?" "Well, M. de Monte Cristo has just carried off their five millions." "How so?"
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