Граф Монте-Кристо

The Catacombs of Saint Sebastian.

           "SignorPastrinididashewasdesired,andreturningfiveminutesafter,hesaid"Thecountawaitsyourexcellency."Franzwentalongthecorridor,andaservantintroducedhimtothecount.HewasinasmallroomwhichFranzhadnotyetseen,andwhichwassurroundedwithdivans.Thecountcametowardshim."Well,whatgoodwindblowsyouhitheratthishour?"saidhe;"haveyoucometosupwithme?Itwouldbeverykindofyou."

           "No;Ihavecometospeaktoyouofaveryseriousmatter."

           "Aseriousmatter,"saidthecount,lookingatFranzwiththeearnestnessusualtohim;"andwhatmayitbe?"

           "Arewealone?"

           "Yes,"repliedthecount,goingtothedoor,andreturning.FranzgavehimAlbert’sletter."Readthat,"hesaid.Thecountreadit.

           "Well,well!"saidhe.

           "Didyouseethepostscript?"

           "Idid,indeed.

           "‘Sealleseidellamattinalequattromilepiastrenonsononellemiemani,allasetteilconteAlbertoavracessatodivivere.

           "‘LuigiVampa.’"

           "Whatthinkyouofthat?"inquiredFranz.

           "Haveyouthemoneyhedemands?"

           "Yes,allbuteighthundredpiastres."Thecountwenttohissecretary,openedit,andpullingoutadrawerfilledwithgold,saidtoFranz"Ihopeyouwillnotoffendmebyapplyingtoanyonebutmyself."

           "Yousee,onthecontrary,Icometoyoufirstandinstantly,"repliedFranz.

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