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The Indictment.

           Allowme,then,ifyouplease,toanswerindifferentorder,orIwillnotdosoatall."Theastonishedpresidentlookedatthejury,whointurnlookedatVillefort.Thewholeassemblymanifestedgreatsurprise,butAndreaappearedquiteunmoved."Yourage?"saidthepresident;"willyouanswerthatquestion?"

           "Iwillanswerthatquestion,aswellastherest,Mr.President,butinitsturn."

           "Yourage?"repeatedthepresident.

           "Iamtwenty-oneyearsold,orratherIshallbeinafewdays,asIwasbornthenightofthe27thofSeptember,1817."M.deVillefort,whowasbusytakingdownsomenotes,raisedhisheadatthementionofthisdate."Wherewereyouborn?"continuedthepresident.

           "AtAuteuil,nearParis."M.deVillefortasecondtimeraisedhishead,lookedatBenedettoasifhehadbeengazingattheheadofMedusa,andbecamelivid.AsforBenedetto,hegracefullywipedhislipswithafinecambricpocket-handkerchief."Yourprofession?"

           "FirstIwasaforger,"answeredAndrea,ascalmlyaspossible;"thenIbecameathief,andlatelyhavebecomeanassassin."Amurmur,orratherstorm,ofindignationburstfromallpartsoftheassembly.Thejudgesthemselvesappearedtobestupefied,andthejurymanifestedtokensofdisgustforcynicismsounexpectedinamanoffashion.M.deVillefortpressedhishanduponhisbrow,which,atfirstpale,hadbecomeredandburning;thenhesuddenlyaroseandlookedaroundasthoughhehadlosthissenseshewantedair.

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