Граф Монте-Крісто

The Burglary.

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           "Reverendsir,Iamimpelled"

           "Everycriminalsaysthesamething."

           "Poverty"

           "Pshaw!"saidBusonidisdainfully;"povertymaymakeamanbeg,stealaloafofbreadatabaker’sdoor,butnotcausehimtoopenasecretaryinahousesupposedtobeinhabited.AndwhenthejewellerJohanneshadjustpaidyou40,000.francsforthediamondIhadgivenyou,andyoukilledhimtogetthediamondandthemoneyboth,wasthatalsopoverty?"

           "Pardon,reverendsir,"saidCaderousse;"youhavesavedmylifeonce,savemeagain!"

           "Thatisbutpoorencouragement."

           "Areyoualone,reverendsir,orhaveyoutheresoldiersreadytoseizeme?"

           "Iamalone,"saidtheabbe,"andIwillagainhavepityonyou,andwillletyouescape,attheriskofthefreshmiseriesmyweaknessmayleadto,ifyoutellmethetruth."

           "Ah,reverendsir,"criedCaderousse,claspinghishands,anddrawingnearertoMonteCristo,"Imayindeedsayyouaremydeliverer!"

           "Youmeantosayyouhavebeenfreedfromconfinement?"

           "Yes,thatistrue,reverendsir."

           "Whowasyourliberator?"

           "AnEnglishman."

           "Whatwashisname?"

           "LordWilmore."

           "Iknowhim;Ishallknowifyoulie."

           "Ah,reverendsir,Itellyouthesimpletruth.

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