Граф Монте-Кристо

La Mazzolata.

           Andhepassedthepapertotheofficercommandingthecarbineers,whoreadandreturnedittohim.

           "ForPeppino!"criedAndrea,whoseemedrousedfromthetorporinwhichhehadbeenplunged."Whyforhimandnotforme?Weoughttodietogether.Iwaspromisedheshoulddiewithme.Youhavenorighttoputmetodeathalone.Iwillnotdiealone—Iwillnot!"Andhebrokefromthepriestsstrugglingandravinglikeawildbeast,andstrivingdesperatelytobreakthecordsthatboundhishands.Theexecutionermadeasign,andhistwoassistantsleapedfromthescaffoldandseizedhim."Whatisgoingon?"askedFranzofthecount;for,asallthetalkwasintheRomandialect,hehadnotperfectlyunderstoodit."Doyounotsee?"returnedthecount,"thatthishumancreaturewhoisabouttodieisfuriousthathisfellow-suffererdoesnotperishwithhim?and,wereheable,hewouldrathertearhimtopieceswithhisteethandnailsthanlethimenjoythelifehehimselfisabouttobedeprivedof.Oh,man,man—raceofcrocodiles,"criedthecount,extendinghisclinchedhandstowardsthecrowd,"howwelldoIrecognizeyouthere,andthatatalltimesyouareworthyofyourselves!"MeanwhileAndreaandthetwoexecutionerswerestrugglingontheground,andhekeptexclaiming,"Heoughttodie!—heshalldie!—Iwillnotdiealone!"

           "Look,look,"criedthecount,seizingtheyoungmen’shands—"look,foronmysoulitiscurious.

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