Граф Монте-Крісто

Major Cavalcanti.

           Storiesofgypsies,whostealchildren,arenotatallinvogueinthispartoftheworld,andwouldnotbebelieved.Yousenthimforhiseducationtoacollegeinoneoftheprovinces,andnowyouwishhimtocompletehiseducationintheParisianworld.ThatisthereasonwhichhasinducedyoutoleaveViaReggio,whereyouhavelivedsincethedeathofyourwife.Thatwillbesufficient."

           "Youthinkso?"

           "Certainly."

           "Verywell,then."

           "Iftheyshouldhearoftheseparation"—

           "Ah,yes;whatcouldIsay?"

           "Thatanunfaithfultutor,boughtoverbytheenemiesofyourfamily"—

           "BytheCorsinari?"

           "Precisely.Hadstolenawaythischild,inorderthatyournamemightbecomeextinct."

           "Thatisreasonable,sinceheisanonlyson."

           "Well,nowthatallisarranged,donotletthesenewlyawakenedremembrancesbeforgotten.Youhave,doubtless,alreadyguessedthatIwaspreparingasurpriseforyou?"

           "Anagreeableone?"askedtheItalian.

           "Ah,Iseetheeyeofafatherisnomoretobedeceivedthanhisheart."

           "Hum!"saidthemajor.

           "Someonehastoldyouthesecret;or,perhaps,youguessedthathewashere."

           "Thatwhowashere?"

           "YourchildyoursonyourAndrea!"

           "Ididguessit,"repliedthemajorwiththegreatestpossiblecoolness.

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