Граф Монте-Кристо

Andrea Cavalcanti.

           InFrance,mydearsir,halfsuchapieceofeffronteryasthatwouldcauseyoutobequicklydespatchedtoToulonforfiveyears,forchangeofair."

           "Willyoubegoodenoughtoexplainyourmeaning?"saidthemajor,endeavoringasmuchaspossibletoassumeanairofthegreatestmajesty.

           "MydearM.Cavalcanti,"saidAndrea,takingthemajorbythearminaconfidentialmanner,"howmuchareyoupaidforbeingmyfather?"Themajorwasabouttospeak,whenAndreacontinued,inalowvoice.

           "Nonsense,Iamgoingtosetyouanexampleofconfidence,theygiveme50,000francsayeartobeyourson;consequently,youcanunderstandthatitisnotatalllikelyIshalleverdenymyparent."Themajorlookedanxiouslyaroundhim."Makeyourselfeasy,wearequitealone,"saidAndrea;"besides,weareconversinginItalian."

           "Well,then,"repliedthemajor,"theypaidme50,000francsdown."

           "MonsieurCavalcanti,"saidAndrea,"doyoubelieveinfairytales?"

           "Iusednottodoso,butIreallyfeelnowalmostobligedtohavefaithinthem."

           "Youhave,then,beeninducedtoalteryouropinion;youhavehadsomeproofsoftheirtruth?"Themajordrewfromhispocketahandfulofgold."Mostpalpableproofs,"saidhe,"asyoumayperceive."

           "Youthink,then,thatImayrelyonthecount’spromises?"

           "CertainlyIdo.

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