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"
As
I
entered
Nimes
,
I
literally
waded
in
blood
;
at
every
step
you
encountered
dead
bodies
and
bands
of
murderers
,
who
killed
,
plundered
,
and
burned
.
At
the
sight
of
this
slaughter
and
devastation
I
became
terrified
,
not
for
myself
--
for
I
,
a
simple
Corsican
fisherman
,
had
nothing
to
fear
;
on
the
contrary
,
that
time
was
most
favorable
for
us
smugglers
--
but
for
my
brother
,
a
soldier
of
the
empire
,
returning
from
the
army
of
the
Loire
,
with
his
uniform
and
his
epaulets
,
there
was
everything
to
apprehend
.
I
hastened
to
the
inn-keeper
.
My
misgivings
had
been
but
too
true
.
My
brother
had
arrived
the
previous
evening
at
Nimes
,
and
,
at
the
very
door
of
the
house
where
he
was
about
to
demand
hospitality
,
he
had
been
assassinated
.
I
did
all
in
my
power
to
discover
the
murderers
,
but
no
one
durst
tell
me
their
names
,
so
much
were
they
dreaded
.
I
then
thought
of
that
French
justice
of
which
I
had
heard
so
much
,
and
which
feared
nothing
,
and
I
went
to
the
king
's
attorney
.
"
"
And
this
king
's
attorney
was
named
Villefort
?
"
asked
Monte
Cristo
carelessly
.
"
Yes
,
your
excellency
;
he
came
from
Marseilles
,
where
he
had
been
deputy-procureur
.
His
zeal
had
procured
him
advancement
,
and
he
was
said
to
be
one
of
the
first
who
had
informed
the
government
of
the
departure
from
the
Island
of
Elba
.
"
"
Then
,
"
said
Monte
Cristo
"
you
went
to
him
?
"
"
'
Monsieur
,
'
I
said
,
'
my
brother
was
assassinated
yesterday
in
the
streets
of
Nimes
,
I
know
not
by
whom
,
but
it
is
your
duty
to
find
out
.
You
are
the
representative
of
justice
here
,
and
it
is
for
justice
to
avenge
those
she
has
been
unable
to
protect
.
'
--
'
Who
was
your
brother
?
'
asked
he
.
--
'
A
lieutenant
in
the
Corsican
battalion
.
'
--
'
A
soldier
of
the
usurper
,
then
?
'
--
'
A
soldier
of
the
French
army
.
'
--
'
Well
,
'
replied
he
,
'
he
has
smitten
with
the
sword
,
and
he
has
perished
by
the
sword
.
'
--
'
You
are
mistaken
,
monsieur
,
'
I
replied
;
'
he
has
perished
by
the
poniard
.
'
--
'
What
do
you
want
me
to
do
?
'
asked
the
magistrate
.
--
'
I
have
already
told
you
--
avenge
him
.
'
--
'
On
whom
?
'
--
'
On
his
murderers
.
'
--
'
How
should
I
know
who
they
are
?
'
--
'
Order
them
to
be
sought
for
.
'
--
'
Why
,
your
brother
has
been
involved
in
a
quarrel
,
and
killed
in
a
duel
.
All
these
old
soldiers
commit
excesses
which
were
tolerated
in
the
time
of
the
emperor
,
but
which
are
not
suffered
now
,
for
the
people
here
do
not
like
soldiers
of
such
disorderly
conduct
.
'
--
'
Monsieur
,
'
I
replied
,
'
it
is
not
for
myself
that
I
entreat
your
interference
--
I
should
grieve
for
him
or
avenge
him
,
but
my
poor
brother
had
a
wife
,
and
were
anything
to
happen
to
me
,
the
poor
creature
would
perish
from
want
,
for
my
brother
's
pay
alone
kept
her
.
Pray
,
try
and
obtain
a
small
government
pension
for
her
.
'
"
'
Every
revolution
has
its
catastrophes
,
'
returned
M.
de
Villefort
;
'
your
brother
has
been
the
victim
of
this
.
It
is
a
misfortune
,
and
government
owes
nothing
to
his
family
.
If
we
are
to
judge
by
all
the
vengeance
that
the
followers
of
the
usurper
exercised
on
the
partisans
of
the
king
,
when
,
in
their
turn
,
they
were
in
power
,
your
brother
would
be
today
,
in
all
probability
,
condemned
to
death
.
What
has
happened
is
quite
natural
,
and
in
conformity
with
the
law
of
reprisals
.
'
--
'
What
,
'
cried
I
,
'
do
you
,
a
magistrate
,
speak
thus
to
me
?
'
--
'
All
these
Corsicans
are
mad
,
on
my
honor
,
'
replied
M.
de
Villefort
;
'
they
fancy
that
their
countryman
is
still
emperor
.
You
have
mistaken
the
time
,
you
should
have
told
me
this
two
months
ago
,
it
is
too
late
now
.
Go
now
,
at
once
,
or
I
shall
have
you
put
out
.
'
"
I
looked
at
him
an
instant
to
see
if
there
was
anything
to
hope
from
further
entreaty
.
But
he
was
a
man
of
stone
.
I
approached
him
,
and
said
in
a
low
voice
,
'
Well
,
since
you
know
the
Corsicans
so
well
,
you
know
that
they
always
keep
their
word
.
You
think
that
it
was
a
good
deed
to
kill
my
brother
,
who
was
a
Bonapartist
,
because
you
are
a
royalist
.
Well
,
I
,
who
am
a
Bonapartist
also
,
declare
one
thing
to
you
,
which
is
,
that
I
will
kill
you
.
From
this
moment
I
declare
the
vendetta
against
you
,
so
protect
yourself
as
well
as
you
can
,
for
the
next
time
we
meet
your
last
hour
has
come
.
'
And
before
he
had
recovered
from
his
surprise
,
I
opened
the
door
and
left
the
room
.
"
