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The Dinner.

           

           "Oh,donotgivemecreditforthis,madame;itwasdonebytheRomans,whomuchesteemedthem,andPlinyrelatesthattheysentslavesfromOstiatoRome,whocarriedontheirheadsfishwhichhecallsthemulus,andwhich,fromthedescription,mustprobablybethegoldfish.Itwasalsoconsideredaluxurytohavethemalive,itbeinganamusingsighttoseethemdie,for,whendying,theychangecolorthreeorfourtimes,andliketherainbowwhenitdisappears,passthroughalltheprismaticshades,afterwhichtheyweresenttothekitchen.Theiragonyformedpartoftheirmeritiftheywerenotseenalive,theyweredespisedwhendead."

           "Yes,"saidDebray,"butthenOstiaisonlyafewleaguesfromRome."

           "True,"saidMonteCristo;"butwhatwouldbetheuseoflivingeighteenhundredyearsafterLucullus,ifwecandonobetterthanhecould?"ThetwoCavalcantiopenedtheirenormouseyes,buthadthegoodsensenottosayanything."Allthisisveryextraordinary,"saidChateau–Renaud;"still,whatIadmirethemost,Iconfess,isthemarvellouspromptitudewithwhichyourordersareexecuted.Isitnottruethatyouonlyboughtthishousefiveorsixdaysago?"

           "Certainlynotlonger."

           "Well,Iamsureitisquitetransformedsincelastweek.IfIrememberrightly,ithadanotherentrance,andthecourt-yardwaspavedandempty;whiletodaywehaveasplendidlawn,borderedbytreeswhichappeartobeahundredyearsold.

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