Граф Монте-Крісто

Roman Bandits.

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           "What!"criedAlbert,whosecouragerevoltedattheideaofbeingplunderedtamely,"notmakeanyresistance!"

           "No,foritwouldbeuseless.Whatcouldyoudoagainstadozenbanditswhospringoutofsomepit,ruin,oraqueduct,andleveltheirpiecesatyou?"

           "Eh,parbleu!theyshouldkillme."

           Theinn-keeperturnedtoFranzwithanairthatseemedtosay,"Yourfriendisdecidedlymad."

           "MydearAlbert,"returnedFranz,"youranswerissublime,andworthythe‘Lethimdie,’ofCorneille,only,whenHoracemadethatanswer,thesafetyofRomewasconcerned;but,asforus,itisonlytogratifyawhim,anditwouldberidiculoustoriskourlivesforsofoolishamotive."AlbertpouredhimselfoutaglassoflacrymaChristi,whichhesippedatintervals,mutteringsomeunintelligiblewords.

           "Well,SignorPastrini,"saidFranz,"nowthatmycompanionisquieted,andyouhaveseenhowpeacefulmyintentionsare,tellmewhoisthisLuigiVampa.Isheashepherdoranobleman?youngorold?tallorshort?Describehim,inorderthat,ifwemeethimbychance,likeBugabooJohnorLara,wemayrecognizehim.

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