Граф Монте-Кристо

The Breakfast.

           "

           "Precisely?"askedDebray,takingouthiswatch.

           "Oh,youwillgivemefiveminutes’grace,"repliedMorcerf,"forIalsoexpectapreserver."

           "Ofwhom?"

           "Ofmyself,"criedMorcerf;"parbleu,doyouthinkIcannotbesavedaswellasanyoneelse,andthatthereareonlyArabswhocutoffheads?Ourbreakfastisaphilanthropicone,andweshallhaveattableatleast,Ihopesotwobenefactorsofhumanity."

           "Whatshallwedo?"saidDebray;"wehaveonlyoneMonthyonprize."

           "Well,itwillbegiventosomeonewhohasdonenothingtodeserveit,"saidBeauchamp;"thatisthewaytheAcademymostlyescapesfromthedilemma."

           "Andwheredoeshecomefrom?"askedDebray."Youhavealreadyansweredthequestiononce,butsovaguelythatIventuretoputitasecondtime."

           "Really,"saidAlbert,"Idonotknow;whenIinvitedhimthreemonthsago,hewasthenatRome,butsincethattimewhoknowswherehemayhavegone?"

           "Andyouthinkhimcapableofbeingexact?"demandedDebray.

           "Ithinkhimcapableofeverything."

           "Well,withthefiveminutes’grace,wehaveonlytenleft."

           "Iwillprofitbythemtotellyousomethingaboutmyguest."

           "Ibegpardon,"interruptedBeauchamp;"arethereanymaterialsforanarticleinwhatyouaregoingtotellus?"

           "Yes,andforamostcuriousone.

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