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"
It
ought
to
do
so
,
at
least
.
"
"
Well
,
let
us
be
sure
of
that
.
"
Bertuccio
sighed
,
and
went
on
first
;
the
stairs
did
,
indeed
,
lead
to
the
garden
.
At
the
outer
door
the
steward
paused
.
"
Go
on
,
Monsieur
Bertuccio
,
"
said
the
count
.
But
he
who
was
addressed
stood
there
,
stupefied
,
bewildered
,
stunned
;
his
haggard
eyes
glanced
around
,
as
if
in
search
of
the
traces
of
some
terrible
event
,
and
with
his
clinched
hands
he
seemed
striving
to
shut
out
horrible
recollections
.
"
Well
,
"
insisted
the
Count
.
"
No
,
no
,
"
cried
Bertuccio
,
setting
down
the
lantern
at
the
angle
of
the
interior
wall
.
"
No
,
monsieur
,
it
is
impossible
;
I
can
go
no
farther
.
"
"
What
does
this
mean
?
"
demanded
the
irresistible
voice
of
Monte
Cristo
.
"
Why
,
you
must
see
,
your
excellency
,
"
cried
the
steward
,
"
that
this
is
not
natural
;
that
,
having
a
house
to
purchase
,
you
purchase
it
exactly
at
Auteuil
,
and
that
,
purchasing
it
at
Auteuil
,
this
house
should
be
No.
28
,
Rue
de
la
Fontaine
.
Oh
,
why
did
I
not
tell
you
all
?
I
am
sure
you
would
not
have
forced
me
to
come
.
I
hoped
your
house
would
have
been
some
other
one
than
this
;
as
if
there
was
not
another
house
at
Auteuil
than
that
of
the
assassination
!
"
"
What
,
what
!
"
cried
Monte
Cristo
,
stopping
suddenly
,
"
what
words
do
you
utter
?
Devil
of
a
man
,
Corsican
that
you
are
--
always
mysteries
or
superstitions
.
Come
,
take
the
lantern
,
and
let
us
visit
the
garden
;
you
are
not
afraid
of
ghosts
with
me
,
I
hope
?
"
Bertuccio
raised
the
lantern
,
and
obeyed
.
The
door
,
as
it
opened
,
disclosed
a
gloomy
sky
,
in
which
the
moon
strove
vainly
to
struggle
through
a
sea
of
clouds
that
covered
her
with
billows
of
vapor
which
she
illumined
for
an
instant
,
only
to
sink
into
obscurity
.
The
steward
wished
to
turn
to
the
left
.
"
No
,
no
,
monsieur
,
"
said
Monte
Cristo
.
"
What
is
the
use
of
following
the
alleys
?
Here
is
a
beautiful
lawn
;
let
us
go
on
straight
forwards
.
"
Bertuccio
wiped
the
perspiration
from
his
brow
,
but
obeyed
;
however
,
he
continued
to
take
the
left
hand
.
Monte
Cristo
,
on
the
contrary
,
took
the
right
hand
;
arrived
near
a
clump
of
trees
,
he
stopped
.
The
steward
could
not
restrain
himself
.
"
Move
,
monsieur
--
move
away
,
I
entreat
you
;
you
are
exactly
in
the
spot
!
"
"
What
spot
?
"
"
Where
he
fell
.
"
