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And
so
Dantes
,
after
the
Hundred
Days
and
after
Waterloo
,
remained
in
his
dungeon
,
forgotten
of
earth
and
heaven
.
Danglars
comprehended
the
full
extent
of
the
wretched
fate
that
overwhelmed
Dantes
;
and
,
when
Napoleon
returned
to
France
,
he
,
after
the
manner
of
mediocre
minds
,
termed
the
coincidence
,
"
a
decree
of
Providence
.
"
But
when
Napoleon
returned
to
Paris
,
Danglars
'
heart
failed
him
,
and
he
lived
in
constant
fear
of
Dantes
'
return
on
a
mission
of
vengeance
.
He
therefore
informed
M.
Morrel
of
his
wish
to
quit
the
sea
,
and
obtained
a
recommendation
from
him
to
a
Spanish
merchant
,
into
whose
service
he
entered
at
the
end
of
March
,
that
is
,
ten
or
twelve
days
after
Napoleon
's
return
.
He
then
left
for
Madrid
,
and
was
no
more
heard
of
.
Fernand
understood
nothing
except
that
Dantes
was
absent
.
What
had
become
of
him
he
cared
not
to
inquire
.
Only
,
during
the
respite
the
absence
of
his
rival
afforded
him
,
he
reflected
,
partly
on
the
means
of
deceiving
Mercedes
as
to
the
cause
of
his
absence
,
partly
on
plans
of
emigration
and
abduction
,
as
from
time
to
time
he
sat
sad
and
motionless
on
the
summit
of
Cape
Pharo
,
at
the
spot
from
whence
Marseilles
and
the
Catalans
are
visible
,
watching
for
the
apparition
of
a
young
and
handsome
man
,
who
was
for
him
also
the
messenger
of
vengeance
.
Fernand
's
mind
was
made
up
;
he
would
shoot
Dantes
,
and
then
kill
himself
.
But
Fernand
was
mistaken
;
a
man
of
his
disposition
never
kills
himself
,
for
he
constantly
hopes
.
During
this
time
the
empire
made
its
last
conscription
,
and
every
man
in
France
capable
of
bearing
arms
rushed
to
obey
the
summons
of
the
emperor
.
Fernand
departed
with
the
rest
,
bearing
with
him
the
terrible
thought
that
while
he
was
away
,
his
rival
would
perhaps
return
and
marry
Mercedes
.
Had
Fernand
really
meant
to
kill
himself
,
he
would
have
done
so
when
he
parted
from
Mercedes
.
His
devotion
,
and
the
compassion
he
showed
for
her
misfortunes
,
produced
the
effect
they
always
produce
on
noble
minds
--
Mercedes
had
always
had
a
sincere
regard
for
Fernand
,
and
this
was
now
strengthened
by
gratitude
.
"
My
brother
,
"
said
she
as
she
placed
his
knapsack
on
his
shoulders
,
"
be
careful
of
yourself
,
for
if
you
are
killed
,
I
shall
be
alone
in
the
world
.
"
These
words
carried
a
ray
of
hope
into
Fernand
's
heart
.
Should
Dantes
not
return
,
Mercedes
might
one
day
be
his
.
Mercedes
was
left
alone
face
to
face
with
the
vast
plain
that
had
never
seemed
so
barren
,
and
the
sea
that
had
never
seemed
so
vast
.
Bathed
in
tears
she
wandered
about
the
Catalan
village
.
Sometimes
she
stood
mute
and
motionless
as
a
statue
,
looking
towards
Marseilles
,
at
other
times
gazing
on
the
sea
,
and
debating
as
to
whether
it
were
not
better
to
cast
herself
into
the
abyss
of
the
ocean
,
and
thus
end
her
woes
.
It
was
not
want
of
courage
that
prevented
her
putting
this
resolution
into
execution
;
but
her
religious
feelings
came
to
her
aid
and
saved
her
.
Caderousse
was
,
like
Fernand
,
enrolled
in
the
army
,
but
,
being
married
and
eight
years
older
,
he
was
merely
sent
to
the
frontier
.
Old
Dantes
,
who
was
only
sustained
by
hope
,
lost
all
hope
at
Napoleon
's
downfall
.
Five
months
after
he
had
been
separated
from
his
son
,
and
almost
at
the
hour
of
his
arrest
,
he
breathed
his
last
in
Mercedes
'
arms
.
M.
Morrel
paid
the
expenses
of
his
funeral
,
and
a
few
small
debts
the
poor
old
man
had
contracted
There
was
more
than
benevolence
in
this
action
;
there
was
courage
;
the
south
was
aflame
,
and
to
assist
,
even
on
his
death-bed
,
the
father
of
so
dangerous
a
Bonapartist
as
Dantes
,
was
stigmatized
as
a
crime
.
A
year
after
Louis
XVIII
.
'
s
restoration
,
a
visit
was
made
by
the
inspector-general
of
prisons
.
Dantes
in
his
cell
heard
the
noise
of
preparation
--
sounds
that
at
the
depth
where
he
lay
would
have
been
inaudible
to
any
but
the
ear
of
a
prisoner
,
who
could
hear
the
splash
of
the
drop
of
water
that
every
hour
fell
from
the
roof
of
his
dungeon
.
He
guessed
something
uncommon
was
passing
among
the
living
;
but
he
had
so
long
ceased
to
have
any
intercourse
with
the
world
,
that
he
looked
upon
himself
as
dead
.
The
inspector
visited
,
one
after
another
,
the
cells
and
dungeons
of
several
of
the
prisoners
,
whose
good
behavior
or
stupidity
recommended
them
to
the
clemency
of
the
government
.
He
inquired
how
they
were
fed
,
and
if
they
had
any
request
to
make
.
The
universal
response
was
,
that
the
fare
was
detestable
,
and
that
they
wanted
to
be
set
free
.
