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I shall, therefore, discharge them, subject, however, to the control of his Excellency, the Count of Monte-Cristo. Prisoners at the bar," he added, addressing Peppino and Beppo, "I remand you to your cells, your liberation to take place at such time as his Excellency, the Count of Monte-Cristo may determine."
Old Massetti gave a start and the muscles of his face twitched nervously, but he managed to control himself and said: "Indeed! Permit me to inquire what relations the young man sustained towards the daughter of the Count of Monte-Cristo." "She is or rather was betrothed to him." "My God! Another victim! Does the girl love him?" "She does, with all her soul!"
Where were they and what had happened to them? The Count felt a cold perspiration break out upon his forehead, and a feeling of unspeakable dread took entire possession of him. Haydée demanded immediate attention, but Espérance and Zuleika must instantly be found and rescued. At the top of his voice Monte-Cristo shouted for Ali, but no reply was returned.
Peppino's countenance assumed an expression of the utmost delight. All his apprehensions instantly vanished. "Now," continued Monte-Cristo, impressively, "I have a proposition to make to you. You can be exceedingly useful to me if you will and at the same time acquire a large sum of money honestly and honorably." The Italian's eyes glittered with pleasure.
Morrel handed the following letter to the doctor: "MADEMOISELLE VALENTINE In Paris, in the house of Dr. D'Avigny, a dying man awaits your consolation. If you wish to see your father alive, hurry to him. "The Count of Monte-Cristo must have written this note," said D'Avigny. "The initials M. C. prove it." "We thought so, too," said Maximilian. "Do you know where the count is now?" "No."
Take Spero with you. Let him vouch for his father with his head!" Sante-Croce refused to accept the guarantee, but Monte-Cristo was firm. The boy, with proudly uplifted head, strode toward the old man and said: "I shall accompany you. My father has taught me to do my duty."
As the clock in his library struck the quarter before midnight, Monte-Cristo arose from the chair in which he had been sitting; donning his fez and a light cloak, he prepared to go to the almond grove on the eastern portion of the island, the spot Benedetto had appointed for their meeting; prior to setting out he slipped into his pocket a well-filled purse, and thrust a loaded revolver into the belt he wore about his waist.
"Put your arms about my neck, Spero," said the count, "and have no fear. Away with the Count of Monte-Cristo," he added in a vibrating voice; "Edmond Dantes, arise from out of the past, and help a father to rescue his son." He placed himself in a winding of the narrow stairs. Here no ball could reach him.
The Count of Monte-Cristo had indeed left Paris shortly after the first sitting of the Benedetto case had been so strangely interrupted.
"But God supervises the actions of nature, as he does the hearts of men," said Haydee, casting a look full of childish confidence at the starry sky. "Are you aware, Haydee, that we shall reach our destination in an hour?" "Yes, and when we land at Monte-Cristo you will tell me the story of your life, and I shall then find out the nature of the sorrow you have undergone."
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