Luigi Vampa’s Bill of Fare.

           WeawakefromeverysleepexcepttheonedreadedbyDanglars.Heawoke.ToaParisianaccustomedtosilkencurtains,wallshungwithvelvetdrapery,andthesoftperfumeofburningwood,thewhitesmokeofwhichdiffusesitselfingracefulcurvesaroundtheroom,theappearanceofthewhitewashedcellwhichgreetedhiseyesonawakeningseemedlikethecontinuationofsomedisagreeabledream.Butinsuchasituationasinglemomentsufficestochangethestrongestdoubtintocertainty."Yes,yes,"hemurmured,"IaminthehandsofthebrigandsofwhomAlbertdeMorcerfspoke."Hisfirstideawastobreathe,thathemightknowwhetherhewaswounded.Heborrowedthisfrom"DonQuixote,"theonlybookhehadeverread,butwhichhestillslightlyremembered.

           "No,"hecried,"theyhavenotwounded,butperhapstheyhaverobbedme!"andhethrusthishandsintohispockets.Theywereuntouched;thehundredlouishehadreservedforhisjourneyfromRometoVenicewereinhistrouserspocket,andinthatofhisgreat-coathefoundthelittlenote-casecontaininghisletterofcreditfor5,050,000francs."Singularbandits!"heexclaimed;"theyhaveleftmemypurseandpocket-book.AsIwassayinglastnight,theyintendmetoberansomed.Hallo,hereismywatch!Letmeseewhattimeitis."Danglars’watch,oneofBreguet’srepeaters,whichhehadcarefullywounduponthepreviousnight,struckhalfpastfive.Withoutthis,Danglarswouldhavebeenquiteignorantofthetime,fordaylightdidnotreachhiscell.

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