Граф Монте-Кристо

The Catalans.

           "

           "Ah,mafoi,underanycircumstances,"saidCaderousse,whodrankashespoke,andonwhomthefumesofthewinebegantotakeeffect—"underanycircumstancesFernandisnottheonlypersonputoutbythefortunatearrivalofDantes;ishe,Danglars?"

           "No,youareright—andIshouldsaythatwouldbringhimill-luck."

           "Well,nevermind,"answeredCaderousse,pouringoutaglassofwineforFernand,andfillinghisownfortheeighthorninthtime,whileDanglarshadmerelysippedhis."Nevermind—inthemeantimehemarriesMercedes—thelovelyMercedes—atleasthereturnstodothat."

           DuringthistimeDanglarsfixedhispiercingglanceontheyoungman,onwhoseheartCaderousse’swordsfelllikemoltenlead.

           "Andwhenistheweddingtobe?"heasked.

           "Oh,itisnotyetfixed!"murmuredFernand.

           "No,butitwillbe,"saidCaderousse,"assurelyasDanteswillbecaptainofthePharaon—eh,Danglars?"

           Danglarsshudderedatthisunexpectedattack,andturnedtoCaderousse,whosecountenancehescrutinized,totryanddetectwhethertheblowwaspremeditated;buthereadnothingbutenvyinacountenancealreadyrenderedbrutalandstupidbydrunkenness.

           "Well,"saidhe,fillingtheglasses,"letusdrinktoCaptainEdmondDantes,husbandofthebeautifulCatalane!"

           Caderousseraisedhisglasstohismouthwithunsteadyhand,andswallowedthecontentsatagulp.

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