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She threw herself into Spero's arms to save her lover, and received the death-blow from his hand! The moment Spero breathed his last, loud cries were heard throughout the house, and many voices called Spero's name. Benedetto grew pale. How could he save himself? Only one way was left to him, and he hesitated to carry it out. Hasty steps were now heard coming along the corridor.
He had sworn never to touch money again while he lived. One night Monte-Cristo entered the subterranean cave where the marble sarcophagus of his son was: "Spero," he earnestly said, "is it time?" A long silence ensued. Then was it a reality? Spero's lips appeared to move and utter the word: "Come." "I thought so," muttered the Count. "I shall come, my child, as soon as my affairs are settled."
Proudly erect, the old man strode toward the door, and Spero walked hurriedly behind him, and a fanatical, enthusiastic crowd followed. On the threshold stood an Austrian officer. He lifted his gun, and triumphantly exclaimed: "Ha, Monte-Cristo to-day I shall strike you through the heart! Curses on you and your race!" The gun directed against Spero's breast went off.
Haydee's beautiful face was illuminated with a halo as she took Spero's arm and led him to his father. "Be worthy of him," she whispered, with emotion. Mercedes sank sobbing at the young wife's feet, and exclaimed: "Now I shall get my son back again; I feel it." The count finished all his preparations and chose the best weapons.
His fine, austere features and graceful figure were enlarged into a vast, god-like apparition, with a halo of bright colours shining like a glory around his head, and a fainter circle of rainbow hues framing his whole form. It was the first anthelia that the lovely girl had seen, and it filled her with wonder and awe. Theirs was a strange courtship Spero's and Iclea's.
Spero's carriage had driven up in front of the house almost simultaneously with that of the diva, and Spero assisted the young lady to alight. When the vicomte entered the parlor, he felt humiliated when he saw all eyes turned in the direction of the diva. No one seemed to care to notice the heir of the Count of Monte-Cristo. Jane Zild strode the rooms with the dignity of a queen. "Heavenly!
Ah! he must hurry and bring back to Mercedes her son, so that the punishment should not fall on Spero's head. Suddenly Spero uttered a cry in his sleep, and looked wildly about him. "No, no; let me go! Papa, help they are carrying me away help me!" Monte-Cristo, frightened, bent over the sleeping boy. "What is the matter, Spero?" he asked, tenderly; "have you been dreaming?"
The boy obeyed and Medje raised his hand to her lips, murmuring: "Son of him who kills lions, may God measure your years by the kisses which your father gives you." Monte-Cristo clasped his arms around Spero's shoulders and, accompanied by him and Medje, approached the tent. But before he reached it an Arab excitedly ran toward him with outstretched arms. "Oh, master, hear me.
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