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A very much longer, more beautiful, and also more difficult journey than the one just described may be taken by those in whom the desire to see is greater than the fear of fatigue, or possibly, some little danger. With this object in view the Fair Grounds' Route is followed through Monte Cristo's Palace and into Milliner's Avenue.
Before that manly voice, the miner hushes his passionate eagerness. Violence is vain, here. It seems to him as if the dead mother of an orphan child had placed her hand upon his brow and said: "Wait and hope!" Monte Cristo's motto once more. The padre eyes the Comstock colonel under his thin lashes. "My friend" his voice trembles "I can tell you nothing yet, but I will guide you.
It might be expected that the attack, if indeed an attack was projected, would be made from the staircase of the ground floor, and not from a window; in Monte Cristo's opinion, the villains sought his life, not his money. It would be his bedroom they would attack, and they must reach it by the back staircase, or by the window in the dressing-room.
"Do you know modern Greek," asked he. "Alas, no," said Albert; "nor even ancient Greek, my dear count; never had Homer or Plato a more unworthy scholar than myself." "Then," said Haidee, proving by her remark that she had quite understood Monte Cristo's question and Albert's answer, "then I will speak either in French or Italian, if my lord so wills it." Monte Cristo reflected one instant.
Domini, looking towards the land with the vague and yet inquiring glance of those who are going out to sea, noticed the church of Notre dame de la Garde, perched on its high hill, and dominating the noisy city, the harbour, the cold, grey squadrons of the rocks and Monte Cristo's dungeon.
Meanwhile, Danglars, stooping to Monte Cristo's ear, "Your advice was excellent," said he; "there is a whole history connected with the names Fernand and Yanina." "Indeed?" said Monte Cristo. "Yes, I will tell you all; but take away the young man; I cannot endure his presence." "He is going with me. Shall I send the father to you?" "Immediately." "Very well."
At the same moment, that is, at nine o'clock in the morning, Albert de Morcerf, dressed in a black coat buttoned up to his chin, might have been seen walking with a quick and agitated step in the direction of Monte Cristo's house in the Champs Elysees. When he presented himself at the gate the porter informed him that the Count had gone out about half an hour previously.
Once or twice an unusually interesting episode excited the old man's attention, and for the time he forgot all about John's duel for example, when Monte Cristo discovered the enormous treasure on the island and he would then rouse up Margari and make him go and find a map and point out the exact position of Monte Cristo's island.
I feared for his reason if he saw you, except in a trance from his trance he will wake to happiness!" Next morning Valentine and Maximilian were walking on the beach, when Jacopo, the captain of Monte Cristo's yacht, gave them a letter. As they looked on the superscription they cried, simultaneously, "Gone!"
"Do not speak to me of that," said Monte Cristo, with the first movement of anger he had betrayed; "I will make him suffer." Morrel, amazed, let fall Monte Cristo's hand. "Count, count!" said he. "Dear Maximilian," interrupted the count, "listen how adorably Duprez is singing that line, 'O Mathilde! idole de mon ame! "I was the first to discover Duprez at Naples, and the first to applaud him.
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