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"Indeed?" said M Danglars, in the same tone in which he would have said, "Oh, well, what do I care?"

"As a , "I am much afraid that I am the involuntary cause of his absence"

"What, you, count?" said Mada; "if you are, take care, for I shall never forgive you" Andrea pricked up his ears

"But it is not my fault, as I shall endeavor to prove" Every one listened eagerly; Monte Cristo who so rarely opened his lips, was about to speak "You re the most profound silence, "that the unhappy wretch who came to rob me died at my house; the supposition is that he was stabbed by his accolars

"In order that his wounds ht be examined he was undressed, and his clothes were thrown into a corner, where the police picked them up, with the exception of the waistcoat, which they overlooked" Andrea turned pale, and dreards the door; he saw a cloud rising in the horizon, which appeared to forebode a co storm

"Well, this waistcoat was discovered to-day, covered with blood, and with a hole over the heart" The ladies screaht tocould be; I alone suspected that it was the waistcoat of thethis mournful relic, felt a paper in the pocket and drew it out; it was a letter addressed to you, baron"

"To lars

"Yes, indeed, to you; I succeeded in deciphering your name under the blood hich the letter was stained," replied Monte Cristo, aeneral outburst of a at her husband with uneasiness, "how could that prevent M de Villefort"-"In this simple way, madame," replied Monte Cristo; "the waistcoat and the letter were both what is ter's attorney You understand, al methods are the safest in criainst you" Andrea looked steadily at Monte Cristo and disappeared in the second drawing-roolars; "was not this alley-slave?"

"Yes," replied the count; "a felon nahtly pale; Andrea reached the anteroo," said Monte Cristo; "I perceive that ize to you, baroness, and to Madened, returned the pen to the notary "Prince Cavalcanti," said the latter; "Prince Cavalcanti, where are you?"