Граф Монте-Крісто

The Burglary.

           

           MonteCristosuddenlystruckhisfingeronhisforeheadandasmilepassedoverhislips;thendrawingneartoAli,hewhispered

           "Remainhere,concealedinthedark,andwhatevernoiseyouhear,whateverpasses,onlycomeinorshowyourselfifIcallyou."Alibowedintokenofstrictobedience.MonteCristothendrewalightedtaperfromacloset,andwhenthethiefwasdeeplyengagedwithhislock,silentlyopenedthedoor,takingcarethatthelightshouldshinedirectlyonhisface.Thedooropenedsoquietlythatthethiefheardnosound;but,tohisastonishment,theroomwassuddenlyilluminated.Heturned.

           "Ah,good-evening,mydearM.Caderousse,"saidMonteCristo;"whatareyoudoinghere,atsuchanhour?"

           "TheAbbeBusoni!"exclaimedCaderousse;and,notknowinghowthisstrangeapparitioncouldhaveenteredwhenhehadboltedthedoors,heletfallhisbunchofkeys,andremainedmotionlessandstupefied.ThecountplacedhimselfbetweenCaderousseandthewindow,thuscuttingofffromthethiefhisonlychanceofretreat."TheAbbeBusoni!"repeatedCaderousse,fixinghishaggardgazeonthecount.

           "Yes,undoubtedly,theAbbeBusonihimself,"repliedMonteCristo."AndIamverygladyourecognizeme,dearM.Caderousse;itprovesyouhaveagoodmemory,foritmustbeabouttenyearssincewelastmet."ThiscalmnessofBusoni,combinedwithhisironyandboldness,staggeredCaderousse.

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