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Updated: May 13, 2025
Shifting his lifeless burden to his left arm and grasping her firmly, Monte-Cristo advanced to the side of the Alcyon. Pausing there for an instant, he said, addressing Giacomo and the crew: "The yacht cannot hold together much longer; if we remain where we are we shall inevitably be ground to powder on the rock with our vessel.
Monte-Cristo and Zuleika stood upon the deck, conversing pleasantly and enjoying the ever-changing panorama presented to their gaze.
"Who are you?" asked Carmen. "A friend, a former Zouave in the service of the Count of Monte-Cristo." "Well, what have you?" "A note from the painter Gontram." "Give it to me quickly." Coucou drew the letter from the folds of his bernouse and gave it to the young girl. It read as follows: "Carmen, my friends are in danger; Jane Zild has been abducted and Spero has disappeared.
"One moment," interrupted Carmen, as she looked fixedly at the banker. "Why did you get frightened at the soiree recently, when the servant announced the Vicomte of Monte-Cristo? I thought you feared no one, baron?" Larsagny stared at the young girl as if she had been a spectre. Carmen continued: "I have not finished yet.
She stretched her arms toward the south and mournfully said: "Little papa is down there, in the sultana's dungeon." "Do you mean Captain Joliette, whom you call little papa?" asked Monte-Cristo. "Yes." "And the sultana is Uargla, the mysterious city?" The young girl shivered as she replied: "Yes, Uargla. There he suffers and there, too, he will be killed."
"The monster!" said Monte-Cristo, and turning to Bartolomeo, he added: "and how shall I thank you?" "Ah! that does good," stammered Bartolomeo. "Count care for Aurora. Ah! I am dying. Your hand farewell child. Italy is free!" The major stretched himself out and his eyes became glassy. Spero sobbed bitterly, and the count whispered: "May the earth be light to you.
Rome is the Eternal City and verily its faults are as eternal as itself!" Monte-Cristo had evidently visited the Ghetto before, as he seemed thoroughly familiar with its crooked lanes and obscure byways, pursuing his course without hesitation or pause for inquiry. It apparently contained no new sights or surprises for him.
"And it was for me, count, that you incurred all these dangers?" asked Albert. Monte-Cristo looked tenderly at the young man. "I thank God I found you," he said, extending his arms to the young man. "And now," Albert said, "let me present you to my other rescuer."
Monte-Cristo touched a bell and almost immediately Ali stood bowing before him, as calm and unmoved as though nothing unusual had occurred. "Ali," said the Count, "post all the servants within and without the palace, and let the strictest watch be kept until dawn.
"That is what I call luck," said Fanfaro. "Monsieur Gontram, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Fanfaro. I am an honest man, and devoted to the Count of Monte-Cristo and his son. I fear all is not right with our friends." "Why not? What has happened?" asked Gontram. "You shall soon find out, but first let us go inside." With these words Fanfaro preceded the others and entered the vestibule.
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