Граф Монте-Крісто

The Dinner.

           "Andpraywhatdoyoucallsuchanaction?"

           "Butwhosaiditwasburiedalive?"

           "Whyburyitthereifitweredead?Thisgardenhasneverbeenacemetery."

           "Whatisdonetoinfanticidesinthiscountry?"askedMajorCavalcantiinnocently.

           "Oh,theirheadsaresooncutoff,"saidDanglars.

           "Ah,indeed?"saidCavalcanti.

           "Ithinkso;amInotright,M.deVillefort?"askedMonteCristo.

           "Yes,count,"repliedVillefort,inavoicenowscarcelyhuman.

           MonteCristo,seeingthatthetwopersonsforwhomhehadpreparedthisscenecouldscarcelyendureit,andnotwishingtocarryittoofar,said,"Come,gentlemensomecoffee,weseemtohaveforgottenit,"andheconductedtheguestsbacktothetableonthelawn.

           "Indeed,count,"saidMadameDanglars,"Iamashamedtoownit,butallyourfrightfulstorieshavesoupsetme,thatImustbegyoutoletmesitdown;"andshefellintoachair.MonteCristobowed,andwenttoMadamedeVillefort."IthinkMadameDanglarsagainrequiresyourbottle,"hesaid.ButbeforeMadamedeVillefortcouldreachherfriendtheprocureurhadfoundtimetowhispertoMadameDanglars,"Imustspeaktoyou."

           "When?"

           "To-morrow."

           "Where?"

           "Inmyoffice,orinthecourt,ifyoulikethatisthesurestplace."

           "Iwillbethere."—AtthismomentMadamedeVillefortapproached

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