Граф Монте-Крісто

At the Office of the King’s Attorney.

           Thischildlives,andsomeoneknowsitlivessomeoneisinpossessionofoursecret;andsinceMonteCristospeaksbeforeusofachilddisinterred,whenthatchildcouldnotbefound,itishewhoisinpossessionofoursecret."

           "JustGod,avengingGod!"murmuredMadameDanglars.

           Villefort’sonlyanswerwasastifledgroan.

           "Butthechildthechild,sir?"repeatedtheagitatedmother.

           "HowIhavesearchedforhim,"repliedVillefort,wringinghishands;"howIhavecalledhiminmylongsleeplessnights;howIhavelongedforroyalwealthtopurchaseamillionofsecretsfromamillionofmen,andtofindmineamongthem!Atlast,oneday,whenforthehundredthtimeItookupmyspade,IaskedmyselfagainandagainwhattheCorsicancouldhavedonewiththechild.Achildencumbersafugitive;perhaps,onperceivingitwasstillalive,hehadthrownitintotheriver."

           "Impossible!"criedMadameDanglars:"amanmaymurderanotheroutofrevenge,buthewouldnotdeliberatelydrownachild."

           "Perhaps,"continuedVillefort,"hehadputitinthefoundlinghospital."

           "Oh,yes,yes,"criedthebaroness;"mychildisthere!"

           "Irantothehospital,andlearnedthatthesamenightthenightofthe20thofSeptemberachildhadbeenbroughtthere,wrappedinpartofafinelinennapkin,purposelytorninhalf.Thisportionofthenapkinwasmarkedwithhalfabaron’scrown,andtheletterH.

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