Граф Монте-Кристо

Peppino.

           

           "Joy,joythesumislarge!"

           "Fiveorsixmillions,isitnot?"

           "Yes,youknowtheamount."

           "OnthereceiptoftheCountofMonteCristo?"

           "Why,howcameyoutobesowellacquaintedwithallthis?"

           "Itoldyouwewereinformedbeforehand."

           "Thenwhydoyouapplytome?"

           "ThatImaybesureIhavetherightman."

           "Yes,itisindeedhe.Fivemillionsaprettysum,eh,Peppino?"

           "Hushhereisourman!"Theclerkseizedhispen,andPeppinohisbeads;onewaswritingandtheotherprayingwhenthedooropened.Danglarslookedradiantwithjoy;thebankeraccompaniedhimtothedoor.PeppinofollowedDanglars.

           Accordingtothearrangements,thecarriagewaswaitingatthedoor.Theguideheldthedooropen.Guidesareusefulpeople,whowillturntheirhandstoanything.Danglarsleapedintothecarriagelikeayoungmanoftwenty.Theciceronereclosedthedoor,andsprangupbythesideofthecoachman.Peppinomountedtheseatbehind.

           "WillyourexcellencyvisitSt.Peter’s?"askedthecicerone.

           "IdidnotcometoRometosee,"saidDanglarsaloud;thenheaddedsoftly,withanavaricioussmile,"Icametotouch!"andherappedhispocket-book,inwhichhehadjustplacedaletter.

           "Thenyourexcellencyisgoing"—

           "Tothehotel.

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