Граф Монте-Крісто

The Dappled Grays.

           "AsDebraywalkedtowardsthewindow,Danglarsapproachedhiswife."Icouldnottellyoubeforeothers,"saidheinalowtone,"thereasonofmypartingwiththehorses;butamostenormouspricewasofferedmethismorningforthem.Somemadmanorfool,bentuponruininghimselfasfastashecan,actuallysenthisstewardtometopurchasethematanycost;andthefactis,Ihavegained16,000francsbythesaleofthem.Come,don’tlooksoangry,andyoushallhave4,000francsofthemoneytodowhatyoulikewith,andEugenieshallhave2,000.There,whatdoyouthinknowoftheaffair?Wasn’tIrighttopartwiththehorses?"MadameDanglarssurveyedherhusbandwithalookofwitheringcontempt.

           "Greatheavens?"suddenlyexclaimedDebray.

           "Whatisit?"askedthebaroness.

           "Icannotbemistaken;thereareyourhorses!Theveryanimalswewerespeakingof,harnessedtothecount’scarriage!"

           "Mydappledgrays?"demandedthebaroness,springingtothewindow."’Tisindeedthey!"saidshe.Danglarslookedabsolutelystupefied."Howverysingular,"criedMonteCristowithwell-feignedastonishment.

           "Icannotbelieveit,"murmuredthebanker.MadameDanglarswhisperedafewwordsintheearofDebray,whoapproachedMonteCristo,saying,"Thebaronesswishestoknowwhatyoupaidherhusbandforthehorses.

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