Граф Монте-Кристо

Major Cavalcanti.

           

           "Yes,"saidMonteCristo"youwereamajor;thatisthetitletheFrenchgivetothepostwhichyoufilledinItaly."

           "Verygood,"saidthemajor,"Idonotdemandmore,youunderstand"

           "Yourvisitheretodayisnotofyourownsuggestion,isit?"saidMonteCristo.

           "No,certainlynot."

           "Youweresentbysomeotherperson?"

           "Yes."

           "BytheexcellentAbbeBusoni?"

           "Exactlyso,"saidthedelightedmajor.

           "Andyouhavealetter?"

           "Yes,thereitis."

           "Giveitme,then;"andMonteCristotooktheletter,whichheopenedandread.Themajorlookedatthecountwithhislargestaringeyes,andthentookasurveyoftheapartment,buthisgazealmostimmediatelyrevertedtotheproprietoroftheroom."Yes,yes,Isee.‘MajorCavalcanti,aworthypatricianofLucca,adescendantoftheCavalcantiofFlorence,’"continuedMonteCristo,readingaloud,"‘possessinganincomeofhalfamillion.’"MonteCristoraisedhiseyesfromthepaper,andbowed."Halfamillion,"saidhe,"magnificent!"

           "Halfamillion,isit?"saidthemajor.

           "Yes,insomanywords;anditmustbeso,fortheabbeknowscorrectlytheamountofallthelargestfortunesinEurope."

           "Beithalfamillion,then;butonmywordofhonor,Ihadnoideathatitwassomuch."

           "Becauseyouarerobbedbyyoursteward.

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