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The Pont du Gard Inn.

           "ItisabeautifuldiamondleftbypoorEdmondDantes,tobesold,andthemoneydividedbetweenhisfather,Mercedes,hisbetrothedbride,Fernand,Danglars,andmyself.Thejewelisworthatleastfiftythousandfrancs."

           "Oh,whatamagnificentjewel!"criedtheastonishedwoman.

           "Thefifthpartoftheprofitsfromthisstonebelongstousthen,doesitnot?"askedCaderousse.

           "Itdoes,"repliedtheabbe;"withtheadditionofanequaldivisionofthatpartintendedfortheelderDantes,whichIbelievemyselfatlibertytodivideequallywiththefoursurvivors."

           "Andwhyamongusfour?"inquiredCaderousse.

           "AsbeingthefriendsEdmondesteemedmostfaithfulanddevotedtohim."

           "Idon’tcallthosefriendswhobetrayandruinyou,"murmuredthewifeinherturn,inalow,mutteringvoice.

           "Ofcoursenot!"rejoinedCaderoussequickly;"nomoredoI,andthatwaswhatIwasobservingtothisgentlemanjustnow.IsaidIlookeduponitasasacrilegiousprofanationtorewardtreachery,perhapscrime."

           "Remember,"answeredtheabbecalmly,ashereplacedthejewelanditscaseinthepocketofhiscassock,"itisyourfault,notmine,thatIdoso.YouwillhavethegoodnesstofurnishmewiththeaddressofbothFernandandDanglars,inorderthatImayexecuteEdmond’slastwishes."TheagitationofCaderoussebecameextreme,andlargedropsofperspirationrolledfromhisheatedbrow.

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