Граф Монте-Кристо

Peppino.

           

           "Somegendarme!"heexclaimed."CanIhavebeeninterceptedbyFrenchtelegramstothepontificalauthorities?"Heresolvedtoendhisanxiety."Whereareyoutakingme?"heasked."Dentrolatesta,"repliedthesamevoice,withthesamemenacingaccent.

           Danglarsturnedtotheleft;anothermanonhorsebackwasgallopingonthatside."Decidedly,"saidDanglars,withtheperspirationonhisforehead,"Imustbeunderarrest."Andhethrewhimselfbackinthecalash,notthistimetosleep,buttothink.Directlyafterwardsthemoonrose.Hethensawthegreataqueducts,thosestonephantomswhichhehadbeforeremarked,onlythentheywereontherighthand,nowtheywereontheleft.Heunderstoodthattheyhaddescribedacircle,andwerebringinghimbacktoRome."Oh,unfortunate!"hecried,"theymusthaveobtainedmyarrest."Thecarriagecontinuedtorollonwithfrightfulspeed.Anhourofterrorelapsed,foreveryspottheypassedshowedthattheywereontheroadback.Atlengthhesawadarkmass,againstwhichitseemedasifthecarriagewasabouttodash;butthevehicleturnedtooneside,leavingthebarrierbehindandDanglarssawthatitwasoneoftherampartsencirclingRome.

           "Mondieu!"criedDanglars,"wearenotreturningtoRome;thenitisnotjusticewhichispursuingme!Graciousheavens;anotherideapresentsitselfwhatiftheyshouldbe"—

           Hishairstoodonend.

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