Граф Монте-Кристо

The Chateau D’If.

           Theabbebeganlikeyou,andinthreedaysyouwillbelikehim,madenoughtotieup;but,fortunately,therearedungeonshere."Danteswhirledthestoolroundhishead.

           "Allright,allright,"saidthejailer;"allright,sinceyouwillhaveitso.Iwillsendwordtothegovernor."

           "Verywell,"returnedDantes,droppingthestoolandsittingonitasifhewereinrealitymad.Thejailerwentout,andreturnedinaninstantwithacorporalandfoursoldiers.

           "Bythegovernor’sorders,"saidhe,"conducttheprisonertothetierbeneath."

           "Tothedungeon,then,"saidthecorporal.

           "Yes;wemustputthemadmanwiththemadmen."ThesoldiersseizedDantes,whofollowedpassively.

           Hedescendedfifteensteps,andthedoorofadungeonwasopened,andhewasthrustin.Thedoorclosed,andDantesadvancedwithoutstretchedhandsuntilhetouchedthewall;hethensatdowninthecorneruntilhiseyesbecameaccustomedtothedarkness.Thejailerwasright;Danteswantedbutlittleofbeingutterlymad.

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