Граф Монте-Кристо

Peppino.

           TwoothermendescendedafterDanglarsformingtherearguard,andpushingDanglarswheneverhehappenedtostop,theycamebyagentledeclivitytotheintersectionoftwocorridors.Thewallswerehollowedoutinsepulchres,oneabovetheother,andwhichseemedincontrastwiththewhitestonestoopentheirlargedarkeyes,likethosewhichweseeonthefacesofthedead.Asentinelstrucktheringsofhiscarbineagainsthislefthand."Whocomesthere?"hecried.

           "Afriend,afriend!"saidPeppino;"butwhereisthecaptain?"

           "There,"saidthesentinel,pointingoverhisshouldertoaspaciouscrypt,hollowedoutoftherock,thelightsfromwhichshoneintothepassagethroughthelargearchedopenings."Finespoil,captain,finespoil!"saidPeppinoinItalian,andtakingDanglarsbythecollarofhiscoathedraggedhimtoanopeningresemblingadoor,throughwhichtheyenteredtheapartmentwhichthecaptainappearedtohavemadehisdwelling-place.

           "Isthistheman?"askedthecaptain,whowasattentivelyreadingPlutarch’s"LifeofAlexander."

           "Himself,captainhimself."

           "Verywell,showhimtome."Atthisratherimpertinentorder,PeppinoraisedhistorchtothefaceofDanglars,whohastilywithdrewthathemightnothavehiseyelashesburnt.Hisagitatedfeaturespresentedtheappearanceofpaleandhideousterror."Themanistired,"saidthecaptain,"conducthimtohisbed.

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