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Time
,
which
encrusts
all
physical
substances
with
its
mossy
mantle
,
as
it
invests
all
things
of
the
mind
with
forgetfulness
,
seemed
to
have
respected
these
signs
,
which
apparently
had
been
made
with
some
degree
of
regularity
,
and
probably
with
a
definite
purpose
.
Occasionally
the
marks
were
hidden
under
tufts
of
myrtle
,
which
spread
into
large
bushes
laden
with
blossoms
,
or
beneath
parasitical
lichen
.
So
Edmond
had
to
separate
the
branches
or
brush
away
the
moss
to
know
where
the
guide-marks
were
.
The
sight
of
marks
renewed
Edmond
fondest
hopes
.
Might
it
not
have
been
the
cardinal
himself
who
had
first
traced
them
,
in
order
that
they
might
serve
as
a
guide
for
his
nephew
in
the
event
of
a
catastrophe
,
which
he
could
not
foresee
would
have
been
so
complete
.
This
solitary
place
was
precisely
suited
to
the
requirements
of
a
man
desirous
of
burying
treasure
.
Only
,
might
not
these
betraying
marks
have
attracted
other
eyes
than
those
for
whom
they
were
made
?
and
had
the
dark
and
wondrous
island
indeed
faithfully
guarded
its
precious
secret
?
It
seemed
,
however
,
to
Edmond
,
who
was
hidden
from
his
comrades
by
the
inequalities
of
the
ground
,
that
at
sixty
paces
from
the
harbor
the
marks
ceased
;
nor
did
they
terminate
at
any
grotto
.
A
large
round
rock
,
placed
solidly
on
its
base
,
was
the
only
spot
to
which
they
seemed
to
lead
.
Edmond
concluded
that
perhaps
instead
of
having
reached
the
end
of
the
route
he
had
only
explored
its
beginning
,
and
he
therefore
turned
round
and
retraced
his
steps
.
Meanwhile
his
comrades
had
prepared
the
repast
,
had
got
some
water
from
a
spring
,
spread
out
the
fruit
and
bread
,
and
cooked
the
kid
.
Just
at
the
moment
when
they
were
taking
the
dainty
animal
from
the
spit
,
they
saw
Edmond
springing
with
the
boldness
of
a
chamois
from
rock
to
rock
,
and
they
fired
the
signal
agreed
upon
.
The
sportsman
instantly
changed
his
direction
,
and
ran
quickly
towards
them
.
But
even
while
they
watched
his
daring
progress
,
Edmond
's
foot
slipped
,
and
they
saw
him
stagger
on
the
edge
of
a
rock
and
disappear
.
They
all
rushed
towards
him
,
for
all
loved
Edmond
in
spite
of
his
superiority
;
yet
Jacopo
reached
him
first
.
He
found
Edmond
lying
prone
,
bleeding
,
and
almost
senseless
.
He
had
rolled
down
a
declivity
of
twelve
or
fifteen
feet
.
They
poured
a
little
rum
down
his
throat
,
and
this
remedy
which
had
before
been
so
beneficial
to
him
,
produced
the
same
effect
as
formerly
.
Edmond
opened
his
eyes
,
complained
of
great
pain
in
his
knee
,
a
feeling
of
heaviness
in
his
head
,
and
severe
pains
in
his
loins
.
They
wished
to
carry
him
to
the
shore
;
but
when
they
touched
him
,
although
under
Jacopo
's
directions
,
he
declared
,
with
heavy
groans
,
that
he
could
not
bear
to
be
moved
.
It
may
be
supposed
that
Dantes
did
not
now
think
of
his
dinner
,
but
he
insisted
that
his
comrades
,
who
had
not
his
reasons
for
fasting
,
should
have
their
meal
.
As
for
himself
,
he
declared
that
he
had
only
need
of
a
little
rest
,
and
that
when
they
returned
he
should
be
easier
.
The
sailors
did
not
require
much
urging
.
They
were
hungry
,
and
the
smell
of
the
roasted
kid
was
very
savory
,
and
your
tars
are
not
very
ceremonious
.
An
hour
afterwards
they
returned
.
All
that
Edmond
had
been
able
to
do
was
to
drag
himself
about
a
dozen
paces
forward
to
lean
against
a
moss-grown
rock
.
But
,
instead
of
growing
easier
,
Dantes
'
pains
appeared
to
increase
in
violence
.
The
old
patron
,
who
was
obliged
to
sail
in
the
morning
in
order
to
land
his
cargo
on
the
frontiers
of
Piedmont
and
France
,
between
Nice
and
Frejus
,
urged
Dantes
to
try
and
rise
.
Edmond
made
great
exertions
in
order
to
comply
;
but
at
each
effort
he
fell
back
,
moaning
and
turning
pale
.
"
He
has
broken
his
ribs
,
"
said
the
commander
,
in
a
low
voice
.
"
No
matter
;
he
is
an
excellent
fellow
,
and
we
must
not
leave
him
.
We
will
try
and
carry
him
on
board
the
tartan
.
"
Dantes
declared
,
however
,
that
he
would
rather
die
where
he
was
than
undergo
the
agony
which
the
slightest
movement
cost
him
.
"
Well
,
"
said
the
patron
,
"
let
what
may
happen
,
it
shall
never
be
said
that
we
deserted
a
good
comrade
like
you
.
We
will
not
go
till
evening
.
"
This
very
much
astonished
the
sailors
,
although
,
not
one
opposed
it
.
The
patron
was
so
strict
that
this
was
the
first
time
they
had
ever
seen
him
give
up
an
enterprise
,
or
even
delay
in
its
execution
.
Dantes
would
not
allow
that
any
such
infraction
of
regular
and
proper
rules
should
be
made
in
his
favor
.
"
No
,
no
,
"
he
said
to
the
patron
,
"
I
was
awkward
,
and
it
is
just
that
I
pay
the
penalty
of
my
clumsiness
.
Leave
me
a
small
supply
of
biscuit
,
a
gun
,
powder
,
and
balls
,
to
kill
the
kids
or
defend
myself
at
need
,
and
a
pickaxe
,
that
I
may
build
a
shelter
if
you
delay
in
coming
back
for
me
.
"
