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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1  As usual, a pilot put off immediately, and rounding theChateau d'If, got on board the vessel between Cape Morgionand Rion island.
2.  "Eh, dear friend," said Caderousse, "are wills ever madewithout codicils? But you first came to breakfast, did younot? Well, sit down, and let us begin with these pilchards,and this fresh butter; which I have put on some vine-leavesto please you, wicked one. Ah, yes; you look at my room, myfour straw chairs, my images, three francs each. But what doyou expect? This is not the Hotel des Princes."
3.  "Of the middle height -- about the same stature as hisexcellency," returned the host, pointing to Albert.
4.  "Into the blue drawing-room, according to your excellency'sorders."
5.  "What are you thinking of?" asked the abbe smilingly,imputing the deep abstraction in which his visitor wasplunged to the excess of his awe and wonder.
6.  "Where is it, then? Near Paris, is it not?"


1.  The opinion of all the commercial men was that, under thereverses which had successively weighed down Morrel, it wasimpossible for him to remain solvent. Great, therefore, wasthe astonishment when at the end of the month, he cancelledall his obligations with his usual punctuality. Stillconfidence was not restored to all minds, and the generalopinion was that the complete ruin of the unfortunateshipowner had been postponed only until the end of themonth. The month passed, and Morrel made extraordinaryefforts to get in all his resources. Formerly his paper, atany date, was taken with confidence, and was even inrequest. Morrel now tried to negotiate bills at ninety daysonly, and none of the banks would give him credit.Fortunately, Morrel had some funds coming in on which hecould rely; and, as they reached him, he found himself in acondition to meet his engagements when the end of July came.The agent of Thomson & French had not been again seen atMarseilles; the day after, or two days after his visit toMorrel, he had disappeared; and as in that city he had hadno intercourse but with the mayor, the inspector of prisons,and M. Morrel, his departure left no trace except in thememories of these three persons. As to the sailors of thePharaon, they must have found snug berths elsewhere, forthey also had disappeared.
2.  "Yes." There was a kind of solemnity in this interrogation.Never had the struggle between mind and matter been moreapparent than now, and if it was not a sublime, it was, atleast, a curious spectacle. They had formed a circle roundthe invalid; the second notary was sitting at a table,prepared for writing, and his colleague was standing beforethe testator in the act of interrogating him on the subjectto which we have alluded. "Your fortune exceeds 300,000francs, does it not?" asked he. Noirtier made a sign that itdid. "Do you possess 400,000 francs?" inquired the notary.Noirtier's eye remained immovable. "Five hundred thousand?"The same expression continued. "Six hundred thousand --700,000 -- 800,000 -- 900,000?" Noirtier stopped him at thelast-named sum. "You are then in possession of 900,000francs?" asked the notary. "Yes."
3.  "I must explain to you," said the major, "that, fullyconfiding in the signature of the Abbe Busoni, I had notprovided myself with any other funds; so that if thisresource had failed me, I should have found myself veryunpleasantly situated in Paris."
4.  The owner did not wait for a second invitation. He seized arope which Dantes flung to him, and with an activity thatwould have done credit to a sailor, climbed up the side ofthe ship, while the young man, going to his task, left theconversation to Danglars, who now came towards the owner. Hewas a man of twenty-five or twenty-six years of age, ofunprepossessing countenance, obsequious to his superiors,insolent to his subordinates; and this, in addition to hisposition as responsible agent on board, which is alwaysobnoxious to the sailors, made him as much disliked by thecrew as Edmond Dantes was beloved by them.
5.  "I listen."
6.  "Of what burden is she?"


1.  "Do you not think with me, M. de Villefort, that GeneralQuesnel, whom they believed attached to the usurper, but whowas really entirely devoted to me, has perished the victimof a Bonapartist ambush?"
2.  "The daughter of M. de Villefort by his first marriage,"replied the young wife, "a fine well-grown girl."
3.  "No," said Monte Cristo; "since, as I told you before, I donot wish to comprehend it. The moment I understand it therewill no longer exist a telegraph for me; it will he nothingmore than a sign from M. Duchatel, or from M. Montalivet,transmitted to the prefect of Bayonne, mystified by twoGreek words, tele, graphein. It is the insect with blackclaws, and the awful word which I wish to retain in myimagination in all its purity and all its importance."
4.  It was easy to ascertain this; but how could he risk thequestion? It was easy to call his jailer's attention to thenoise, and watch his countenance as he listened; but mighthe not by this means destroy hopes far more important thanthe short-lived satisfaction of his own curiosity?Unfortunately, Edmond's brain was still so feeble that hecould not bend his thoughts to anything in particular.
5.   "Why, you know very well that you are reflecting onyourself, Valentine."
6.  "That is just what I find fault with. That gentleman appearsto be well dressed for the first time in his life."


1.  And Albert took out of a little pocket-book with goldenclasps, a remnant of his old fancies, or perhaps a tendersouvenir from one of the mysterious and veiled ladies whoused to knock at his little door, -- Albert took out of thispocket-book a note of 1,000 francs.
2.  "Why not?"
3.  "I would give a hundred thousand francs to be able to doso."
4、  "In the baroness's box, I believe."
5、  Several persons hurried up to M. de Villefort, who sat halfbowed over in his chair, offering him consolation,encouragement, and protestations of zeal and sympathy. Orderwas re-established in the hall, except that a few peoplestill moved about and whispered to one another. A lady, itwas said, had just fainted; they had supplied her with asmelling-bottle, and she had recovered. During the scene oftumult, Andrea had turned his smiling face towards theassembly; then, leaning with one hand on the oaken rail ofthe dock, in the most graceful attitude possible, he said:"Gentlemen, I assure you I had no idea of insulting thecourt, or of making a useless disturbance in the presence ofthis honorable assembly. They ask my age; I tell it. Theyask where I was born; I answer. They ask my name, I cannotgive it, since my parents abandoned me. But though I cannotgive my own name, not possessing one, I can tell them myfather's. Now I repeat, my father is named M. de Villefort,and I am ready to prove it."




  • 梁薇 08-12


  • 乐丽儿 08-12

      "I told you, my dear mother, he was esteemed such."

  • 戴兵 08-12

       "Where is she?"

  • 文洁若 08-12

      "I know it sir," replied Monte Cristo; "but when I visit acountry I begin to study, by all the means which areavailable, the men from whom I may have anything to hope orto fear, till I know them as well as, perhaps better than,they know themselves. It follows from this, that the king'sattorney, be he who he may, with whom I should have to deal,would assuredly be more embarrassed than I should."

  • 伊莎贝斯 08-11

    {  "If you wish, I will inquire."

  • 司马衷 08-10

      Caderousse approached him just as Danglars, whom Fernandseemed most anxious to avoid, had joined him in a corner ofthe room.}

  • 马斯特斯 08-10

      "I burnt it, for fear that even a fragment should remain;for that letter must have led to your condemnation."

  • 赵春霞 08-10

      "Yes, with Count Cavalcanti, the marquis his father, MadameDanglars, M. and Madame de Villefort, -- charming people, --M. Debray, Maximilian Morrel, and M. de Chateau-Renaud."

  • 麦婉娴 08-09

       "But," said the envoy, "you do not go about it in the rightway to kill him, if I understand you correctly."

  • 施妍 08-07

    {  "Ah, that is a good joke!"

  • 林豫峰 08-07

      "My name must rest unknown, -- merely say I am a Frenchmantravelling for pleasure." As soon as Gaetano had transmittedthis answer, the sentinel gave an order to one of the menseated round the fire, who rose and disappeared among therocks. Not a word was spoken, every one seemed occupied,Franz with his disembarkment, the sailors with their sails,the smugglers with their goat; but in the midst of all thiscarelessness it was evident that they mutually observed eachother. The man who had disappeared returned suddenly on theopposite side to that by which he had left; he made a signwith his head to the sentinel, who, turning to the boat,said, "S'accommodi." The Italian s'accommodi isuntranslatable; it means at once, "Come, enter, you arewelcome; make yourself at home; you are the master." It islike that Turkish phrase of Moliere's that so astonished thebourgeois gentleman by the number of things implied in itsutterance. The sailors did not wait for a second invitation;four strokes of the oar brought them to land; Gaetano sprangto shore, exchanged a few words with the sentinel, then hiscomrades disembarked, and lastly came Franz. One of his gunswas swung over his shoulder, Gaetano had the other, and asailor held his rifle; his dress, half artist, half dandy,did not excite any suspicion, and, consequently, nodisquietude. The boat was moored to the shore, and theyadvanced a few paces to find a comfortable bivouac; but,doubtless, the spot they chose did not suit the smuggler whofilled the post of sentinel, for he cried out, "Not thatway, if you please."