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Pity me, count, and I am free!" Monte-Cristo's look rested pitifully upon the unfortunate, and his voice sounded soft and mild when saying: "Jacopo, only to save you I came here." "I feel it, I know it; oh, how kind you are!"
"Then the barouche and horses are Monte-Cristo's also!" said the first speaker. "No doubt, too, that young woman there is a member of the Count's family. We followed Peppino for a little fun, comrades, but have fallen upon a slice of rare luck! Monte-Cristo is responsible for Vampa's arrest yesterday, for the chief was taken as he left his room Now we can make reprisals!"
Ashy pale, Haydée arose from the divan, and cast herself on her knees at Monte-Cristo's feet. "Swear to me, at least, that you will not needlessly expose yourself to danger," she uttered, in a pleading tone. "I swear it," answered the Count. "Ali will faithfully guard you while I am gone," he added, "and ere you can realize my absence, I shall be again at your side."
Luigi Vampa had come and gone like a flash, and both bandits and danger had been dispelled by the wonderful magic of Monte-Cristo's name. The brigand chief had styled Giovanni and Espérance his friends, and as such they knew the entire country in the vicinity of Rome was free to them; they could travel it by day or by night without fear of molestation.
But if they would overtake us and recover the boy, they must have the cunning of serpents and horses as fleet as the lightning's flash!" It was in Monte-Cristo's luxurious mansion in Marseilles, one bright morning in April. Since the Count's departure for Algeria in search of her son, Mercédès, faithful to her oath never to leave Haydée, had taken up her residence there.
All the patriots were arrested, save Monte-Cristo's confederate, who by a lucky chance succeeded in deceiving the myrmidons of the law. The Count's brow clouded as he heard this startling intelligence ticked off by the telegraphic instrument. He put his hand to his forehead at the conclusion of the ominous message and staggered like a drunken man back to his arm-chair, into which he sank.
What is that to the combat with beasts in human shape which I have stood victoriously? No, let me go and do my duty; I am not afraid of the Sahara." "But the countess and her son?" A shadow fell across Monte-Cristo's face, but his voice sounded clear and steady when he replied: "Visit me this evening, and you shall have my answer." "With pleasure. Where do you live? Here in some hotel?"
When they had reached the rear part of the little island, Ali paused and pointed to a rock which projected into the sea. Monte-Cristo's eyes followed the Nubian's direction, and he recognized a human body lying at full length upon a rock. The face was turned aside, and a dark pool of blood indicated a wound. The man's right hand convulsively clutched a package.
Giovanni put his hand to his brow, uttered a low sigh and then sat up, gazing at Monte-Cristo's daughter in bewilderment. At last he spoke. "Zuleika, darling Zuleika!" he said, faintly, but very tenderly, at the same time extending his arms towards her. The girl glanced at Dr. Absalom. He pointed to Giovanni and smiled.
"When the ruffians boarded the yacht, I had rushed below and hidden myself in Monte-Cristo's cabin, first securing a keen-bladed dagger for my defence. "I had locked the door, but it was almost instantly burst open and Ali Pasha leaped in, followed by several of his crew.
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