Граф Монте-Крісто

The Burglary.

           "

           "Andyousufferthat,youwretchyou,whoknowhislifeandhiscrime?"

           "WhyshouldIstandinacomrade’sway?"saidCaderousse.

           "Youareright;itisnotyouwhoshouldappriseM.Danglars,itisI."

           "Donotdoso,reverendsir."

           "Whynot?"

           "Becauseyouwouldbringustoruin."

           "AndyouthinkthattosavesuchvillainsasyouIwillbecomeanabettoroftheirplot,anaccompliceintheircrimes?"

           "Reverendsir,"saidCaderousse,drawingstillnearer.

           "Iwillexposeall."

           "Towhom?"

           "ToM.Danglars."

           "Byheaven!"criedCaderousse,drawingfromhiswaistcoatanopenknife,andstrikingthecountinthebreast,"youshalldisclosenothing,reverendsir!"ToCaderousse’sgreatastonishment,theknife,insteadofpiercingthecount’sbreast,flewbackblunted.Atthesamemomentthecountseizedwithhislefthandtheassassin’swrist,andwrungitwithsuchstrengththattheknifefellfromhisstiffenedfingers,andCaderousseutteredacryofpain.Butthecount,disregardinghiscry,continuedtowringthebandit’swrist,until,hisarmbeingdislocated,hefellfirstonhisknees,thenflatonthefloor.Thecountthenplacedhisfootonhishead,saying,"Iknownotwhatrestrainsmefromcrushingthyskull,rascal."

           "Ah,mercymercy!"criedCaderousse.Thecountwithdrewhisfoot."Rise!"saidhe.

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