Граф Монте-Кристо

The Vendetta.

           

           "LaCarcontewenttoacupboard,andreturnedwithanoldleathernpocket-bookandabag.Fromtheformershetooksomegreasyletters,andputintheirplacethebank-notes,andfromthebagtooktwoorthreecrownsofsixlivreseach,which,inallprobability,formedtheentirefortuneofthemiserablecouple.‘There,’saidCaderousse;‘andnow,althoughyouhavewrongedusofperhaps10,000francs,willyouhaveyoursupperwithus?Iinviteyouwithgood-will.’—‘Thankyou,’repliedthejeweller,‘itmustbegettinglate,andImustreturntoBeaucairemywifewillbegettinguneasy.’Hedrewouthiswatch,andexclaimed,‘Morbleu,nearlynineo’clockwhy,IshallnotgetbacktoBeaucairebeforemidnight!Good-night,myfriends.IftheAbbeBusonishouldbyanyaccidentreturn,thinkofme.’—‘InanotherweekyouwillhaveleftBeaucaire.’remarkedCaderousse,‘forthefairendsinafewdays.’—‘True,butthatmakesnodifference.WritetomeatParis,toM.Joannes,inthePalaisRoyal,arcadePierre,No.45.Iwillmakethejourneyonpurposetoseehim,ifitisworthwhile.’Atthismomenttherewasatremendousclapofthunder,accompaniedbyaflashoflightningsovivid,thatitquiteeclipsedthelightofthelamp.

           "‘Seehere,’exclaimedCaderousse.‘Youcannotthinkofgoingoutinsuchweatherasthis.’—‘Oh,Iamnotafraidofthunder,’saidthejeweller.—‘Andthentherearerobbers,’saidLaCarconte.‘Theroadisneververysafeduringfairtime.

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