Граф Монте-Крісто

The Catacombs of Saint Sebastian.

           

           "Afriend!"respondedPeppino;and,advancingalonetowardsthesentry,hesaidafewwordstohiminalowtone;andthenhe,likethefirst,salutedthenocturnalvisitors,makingasignthattheymightproceed.

           Behindthesentinelwasastaircasewithtwentysteps.Franzandthecountdescendedthese,andfoundthemselvesinamortuarychamber.Fivecorridorsdivergedliketheraysofastar,andthewalls,dugintoniches,whichwerearrangedoneabovetheotherintheshapeofcoffins,showedthattheywereatlastinthecatacombs.Downoneofthecorridors,whoseextentitwasimpossibletodetermine,raysoflightwerevisible.ThecountlaidhishandonFranz’sshoulder."Wouldyouliketoseeacampofbanditsinrepose?"heinquired.

           "Exceedingly,"repliedFranz.

           "Comewithme,then.Peppino,putoutthetorch."Peppinoobeyed,andFranzandthecountwereinutterdarkness,exceptthatfiftypacesinadvanceofthemareddishglare,moreevidentsincePeppinohadputouthistorch,wasvisiblealongthewall.Theyadvancedsilently,thecountguidingFranzasifhehadthesingularfacultyofseeinginthedark.Franzhimself,however,sawhiswaymoreplainlyinproportionashewentontowardsthelight,whichservedinsomemannerasaguide.Threearcadeswerebeforethem,andthemiddleonewasusedasadoor.

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