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Do you know whether Monsieur de Larsagny ever had any relations with the count?" "I do not know, in fact I hardly think so. Your father has been living in Paris but a few years, and the count has not been in Paris for any great length of time during the past ten years. He is almost always travelling. I believe there is no country on earth which he has not visited, and he is again absent.
"Baron, you are the friend of the emperor and are very rich, and no one suspects that Baron Larsagny is the former forger and swindler Danglars. One word from me and you sink deep in the mud. It depends on you whether I am to be your friend or your enemy." "Ah, now I know who you are," said the banker, springing up. "You are Andrea Cavalcanti." "Right," laughed Fagiano. "Now I remember.
"'The Vicomte of Monte-Cristo shall suffer; he shall crawl and bend in tortures I shall prepare for him, and my plans are so made that the law cannot reach us. "'Then I am satisfied. Ah, if he only suffers for one hour the tortures his father made me undergo, hissed Larsagny. "'You shall be satisfied. I have also a debt to settle with him.
I do not know you, you do not know me, and I cannot understand to what I am indebted for the honor of your visit. I am very patient, but everything has its limits, and only the position I occupy prevents me from throwing you out." "Call your servants, Monsieur de Larsagny. I have no fear of publicity," said Fagiano, boldly.
Carmen lighted a cigarette, and, leaning back in her chair, said: "I have something important to say to you." "What is it?" asked Larsagny. "Oh! different things," replied Carmen. "About money? Do not be timid." "It is not about money, but about an information." "An information?" asked the banker. "Yes." "Really, Carmen, you are speaking in riddles to-day "
"Gontram, these tears are for me for my lost youth my tainted soul," whispered Carmen. "Oh, Gontram, I am not what I appear to be. I am not the daughter but the friend of Monsieur de Larsagny!" Gontram uttered a wild cry, and, beating his face with his hands, he gasped for air; the shot had struck him to the heart. "Yes, it is the truth," continued Carmen; "I am the friend of an old man.
Just as he reached the stairs, Monsieur de Larsagny and his daughter, whom Gontram escorted, and Count Vellini and his secretary came down. "Vicomte," said Carmen, vivaciously, "you are a hero, and the rest of the gentlemen can take you for an example." Monsieur de Larsagny coughed slightly, while Fagiano loudly cried: "The vicomte is the worthy son of his father, the great count."
Monsieur Gontram, I know that you are a brave, honest man. When you kissed me on the little balcony three days ago, I felt that you regarded it as a silent engagement?" "Yes!" cried Gontram. "And yet," said Carmen, slowly, "you postponed asking Monsieur de Larsagny for my hand." "I did not dare " "Thank God that you did not do it," cried Carmen, breathing more freely.
The unhappy girl tries to throw herself into the river, but is prevented from doing so, and finally becomes the mistress of the villain." "Carmen!" "Yes, yes, I know I am no better than you. Monsieur de Larsagny, tell me why you do not make me your wife?" "My God, because " "Well? Why do you pause? Do you know what I believe? You are a married man with a dreadful past!"
Signor Fagiano stood in the beautiful parlor, and a malicious smile played about his lips. The banker entered now. The scene in the painter's garden would not vanish from his mind. Fagiano had approached him then and triumphantly whispered: "Monsieur de Larsagny, I know your past." Larsagny had uttered a cry of terror. "If I am to remain silent," Fagiano had added, "I must have money."
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