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When they had advanced about twenty yards, Danglars looked back and saw Fernand stoop, pick up the crumpled paper, and putting it into his pocket then rush out of the arbor towards Pillon. "Well," said Caderousse, "why, what a lie he told! He said he was going to the Catalans, and he is going to the city. Hallo, Fernand!" "Oh, you don't see straight," said Danglars; "he's gone right enough."
"Why, he was not altogether forsaken," continued Caderousse, "for Mercedes the Catalan and Monsieur Morrel were very kind to him; but somehow the poor old man had contracted a profound hatred for Fernand the very person," added Caderousse with a bitter smile, "that you named just now as being one of Dantes' faithful and attached friends." "And was he not so?" asked the abbe.
"'I, El-Kobbir, a slave-merchant, and purveyor of the harem of his highness, acknowledge having received for transmission to the sublime emperor, from the French lord, the Count of Monte Cristo, an emerald valued at eight hundred thousand francs; as the ransom of a young Christian slave of eleven years of age, named Haidee, the acknowledged daughter of the late lord Ali Tepelini, pasha of Yanina, and of Vasiliki, his favorite; she having been sold to me seven years previously, with her mother, who had died on arriving at Constantinople, by a French colonel in the service of the Vizier Ali Tepelini, named Fernand Mondego.
Instinctively I glanced toward the lighted window, and through the drawn curtains I distinctly perceived a woman, dressed in white, with her hair loose, and swaying before her instrument like a person conscious that she was alone and responding to her own inspirations. "My Fernand, go, seek glo-o-o-ry," she was singing at the top of her voice.
The case had aroused considerable interest. Among those present at the trial were Halevy, the dramatist, and Mounet-Sully and Coquelin, from the Comedie Francaise. Fernand Rodays thus described the widow in the Figaro: "She looks more than her age, of moderate height, well made, neither blatant nor ill at ease, with nothing of the air of a woman of the town. Her hands are small.
"That young lady is my sister," said Wagner, emphatically. "Your sister, signor! And yet, meseems, she recognized you not " "Long years have passed since we saw each other," interrupted Fernand; "for we were separated in our childhood."
"But wherefore do you say, 'Let us forgive each other?" demanded Agnes, scarcely knowing whether to rejoice or weep at the marvelous transformation of her grandsire. "Did I not ere now inform thee that thou wast forgotten until accident threw thee in my way to-night?" exclaimed Fernand.
Villefort knew not when he should return, and Renee, far from pleading for Dantes, hated the man whose crime separated her from her lover. Meanwhile what of Mercedes? She had met Fernand at the corner of the Rue de la Loge; she had returned to the Catalans, and had despairingly cast herself on her couch.
"He is merely my father," said Albert "M. Fernand Mondego, Count of Morcerf, an old soldier who has fought in twenty battles and whose honorable scars they would denounce as badges of disgrace." "Is it your father?" said Beauchamp; "that is quite another thing. Then can well understand your indignation, my dear Albert.
"Tell me of those men," said the abbe, "and remember too," he added in an almost menacing tone, "you have promised to tell me everything. Tell me, therefore, who are these men who killed the son with despair, and the father with famine?" "Two men jealous of him, sir; one from love, and the other from ambition, Fernand and Danglars." "How was this jealousy manifested? Speak on."
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