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- Граф Монте-Кристо
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"
Bring
me
a
million
such
as
that
,
"
said
Danglars
,
"
I
shall
be
well
pleased
,
"
putting
the
draft
in
his
pocket
.
"
Fix
your
own
hour
for
tomorrow
,
and
my
cashier
shall
call
on
you
with
a
check
for
eighty
thousand
francs
.
"
"
At
ten
o'clock
then
,
if
you
please
;
I
should
like
it
early
,
as
I
am
going
into
the
country
tomorrow
.
"
"
Very
well
,
at
ten
o'clock
;
you
are
still
at
the
Hotel
des
Princes
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
The
following
morning
,
with
the
banker
's
usual
punctuality
,
the
eighty
thousand
francs
were
placed
in
the
young
man
's
hands
as
he
was
on
the
point
of
starting
,
after
having
left
two
hundred
francs
for
Caderousse
.
He
went
out
chiefly
to
avoid
this
dangerous
enemy
,
and
returned
as
late
as
possible
in
the
evening
.
But
scarcely
had
he
stepped
out
of
his
carriage
when
the
porter
met
him
with
a
parcel
in
his
hand
.
"
Sir
,
"
said
he
,
"
that
man
has
been
here
.
"
"
What
man
?
"
said
Andrea
carelessly
,
apparently
forgetting
him
whom
he
but
too
well
recollected
.
"
Him
to
whom
your
excellency
pays
that
little
annuity
.
"
"
Oh
,
"
said
Andrea
,
"
my
father
's
old
servant
.
Well
,
you
gave
him
the
two
hundred
francs
I
had
left
for
him
?
"
"
Yes
,
your
excellency
.
"
Andrea
had
expressed
a
wish
to
be
thus
addressed
.
"
But
,
"
continued
the
porter
,
"
he
would
not
take
them
.
"
Andrea
turned
pale
,
but
as
it
was
dark
his
pallor
was
not
perceptible
.
"
What
?
he
would
not
take
them
?
"
said
he
with
slight
emotion
.
