Граф Монте-Кристо

The Lions’ Den.

           Justthenthedooropened,andthejailer,addressinghimselftoBertuccio,said"Excuseme,sir,buttheexaminingmagistrateiswaitingfortheprisoner."

           "Andsoclosesourinterview,"saidAndreatotheworthysteward;"Iwishthetroublesomefellowwereatthedevil!"

           "Iwillreturntomorrow,"saidBertuccio.

           "Good!Gendarmes,Iamatyourservice.Ah,sir,doleaveafewcrownsformeatthegatethatImayhavesomethingsIaminneedof!"

           "Itshallbedone,"repliedBertuccio.Andreaextendedhishand;Bertucciokepthisowninhispocket,andmerelyjingledafewpiecesofmoney."That’swhatImean,"saidAndrea,endeavoringtosmile,quiteovercomebythestrangetranquillityofBertuccio."CanIbedeceived?"hemurmured,ashesteppedintotheoblongandgratedvehiclewhichtheycall"thesaladbasket.""Nevermind,weshallsee!To-morrow,then!"headded,turningtowardsBertuccio.

           "To-morrow!"repliedthesteward.

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