Граф Монте-Крісто

The Bell and Bottle Tavern.

           Oncethecabwasalsopassedbyacalashrapidlywhirledalongbytwopost-horses."Ah,"saidCavalcantitohimself,"ifIonlyhadthatbritzska,thosetwogoodpost-horses,andaboveallthepassportthatcarriesthemon!"Andhesigheddeeply.ThecalashcontainedMademoiselleDanglarsandMademoiselled’Armilly."Hurry,hurry!"saidAndrea,"wemustovertakehimsoon."Andthepoorhorseresumedthedesperategallopithadkeptupsinceleavingthebarrier,andarrivedsteamingatLouvres.

           "Certainly,"saidAndrea,"Ishallnotovertakemyfriend,butIshallkillyourhorse,thereforeIhadbetterstop.Herearethirtyfrancs;IwillsleepattheRedHorse,andwillsecureaplaceinthefirstcoach.Good-night,friend."AndAndrea,afterplacingsixpiecesoffivefrancseachintheman’shand,leapedlightlyontothepathway.Thecabmanjoyfullypocketedthesum,andturnedbackonhisroadtoParis.AndreapretendedtogotowardstheRedHorseinn,butafterleaninganinstantagainstthedoor,andhearingthelastsoundofthecab,whichwasdisappearingfromview,hewentonhisroad,andwithalustystridesoontraversedthespaceoftwoleagues.Thenherested;hemustbenearChapelle-enServal,wherehepretendedtobegoing.ItwasnotfatiguethatstayedAndreahere;itwasthathemightformsomeresolution,adoptsomeplan.Itwouldbeimpossibletomakeuseofadiligence,equallysotoengagepost-horses;totraveleitherwayapassportwasnecessary.

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