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I know you never did such a thing before, and knew what I was talking about when I said I would ask a sacrifice of you." "I would do it to please you," replied Spero, hesitatingly. "I thought so," cried the painter, laughing; "yet I made you the proposition, because I thought you were boring yourself to death here." "But " "No, do not protest.
Before the vision of the older man rose the atrocious scenes at Uargla. He saw Spero, a bold, brave boy, scaling the towers he heard his firm words, "Papa, let us die" and felt the soft, childish arms wind about his neck. This was Fanfaro. The other watcher was Gontram. Coucou, Bobichel and Madame Caraman were paralyzed with grief.
"Just my idea," said Benedetto, as he took two swords from under his cloak. "Choose, and now vogue ma galere." "The motto is no doubt derived from your past," said Spero. "You shall pay for that, boy," hissed Benedetto as he placed himself in position. A hot struggle ensued, and Benedetto was finally driven against the wall.
But of this power of looking on the bright side of things the credit must be given to his nature and not to his piety, for Foy could not be sad for long. Dum spiro, spero would have been his motto had he known Latin, and he did not mean to grow sorrowful over the prospect of being burnt, for instance until he found himself fast to the stake.
Suddenly Gontram paused, and uttered a low cry of astonishment. Spero was leaning against a door sunk in thought. "Can I introduce the young man to you?" asked Gontram softly of his companion. "Who is he?" replied Carmen. "The Vicomte of Monte-Cristo!" "What? The son of the celebrated count?" asked the young lady, looking at Spero with increased interest. "Yes.
"You are right, a hundred times right, and yet the moment I pressed my lips to hers I felt a pain in my heart. If I only knew the cause of this fright which seizes me every time I think of Carmen." "Perhaps it is her father, Monsieur de Larsagny, who does not inspire you with confidence?" said Spero after a pause.
"Spero," cried the count, "my darling boy, should I, your father, ensnare one hundred Frenchmen into an ambush? I have written the letter, the signature alone is missing; hear me, while I read it to you." Monte-Cristo, in a trembling voice, read the letter. "Spero, my son, choose between life and death. Shall I sign the letter?"
The room in which he was had neither windows nor doors, and gritting his teeth the young man said: "The wretch has ensnared me in a trap." Something extraordinary happened now. The wall before him opened, and an open space came to view. The room lighted up, and Spero saw Jane, but, merciful God, in what company!
"Spero to go away with you!" groaned the young wife, with panting breast; "oh, my lord and master, that you cannot really mean! You do not wish to kill me, and " "Haydee, you once told me your life is in my hands." "That I am still ready to acknowledge. Here is my poniard. Kill me, but leave me my child!"
Ah, I will never forgive myself," cried Mamma Caraman, wringing her hands; and then she went on and told how Spero and Gontram had brought the wounded girl into the house, the care that had been taken of her, and how, at the suggestion of the vicomte, she had lain down on the sofa to rest for an hour. "When I awoke," she continued, "it was broad daylight.
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