Граф Монте-Крісто

The House at Auteuil.

           WhathadyoutorevengeontheMarquisdeSaint–Meran?"

           "Oh,itwasnotonhim,monsieur;itwasonanother."

           "Thisisstrange,"returnedMonteCristo,seemingtoyieldtohisreflections,"thatyoushouldfindyourselfwithoutanypreparationinahousewheretheeventhappenedthatcausesyousomuchremorse."

           "Monsieur,"saidthesteward,"itisfatality,Iamsure.First,youpurchaseahouseatAuteuilthishouseistheonewhereIhavecommittedanassassination;youdescendtothegardenbythesamestaircasebywhichhedescended;youstopatthespotwherehereceivedtheblow;andtwopacesfartheristhegraveinwhichhehadjustburiedhischild.Thisisnotchance,forchance,inthiscase,istoomuchlikeprovidence."

           "Well,amiableCorsican,letussupposeitisprovidence.Ialwayssupposeanythingpeopleplease,and,besides,youmustconcedesomethingtodiseasedminds.Come,collectyourself,andtellmeall."

           "Ihaverelateditbutonce,andthatwastotheAbbeBusoni.Suchthings,"continuedBertuccio,shakinghishead,"areonlyrelatedunderthesealofconfession."

           "Then,"saidthecount,"Ireferyoutoyourconfessor.TurnChartreuxorTrappist,andrelateyoursecrets,but,asforme,Idonotlikeanyonewhoisalarmedbysuchphantasms,andIdonotchoosethatmyservantsshouldbeafraidtowalkinthegardenofanevening.

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