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"
By
your
father
's
tomb
!
"
said
Caderousse
,
supported
by
a
supernatural
power
,
and
half-raising
himself
to
see
more
distinctly
the
man
who
had
just
taken
the
oath
which
all
men
hold
sacred
;
"
who
,
then
,
are
you
?
"
The
count
had
watched
the
approach
of
death
.
He
knew
this
was
the
last
struggle
.
He
approached
the
dying
man
,
and
,
leaning
over
him
with
a
calm
and
melancholy
look
,
he
whispered
,
"
I
am
--
I
am
"
--
And
his
almost
closed
lips
uttered
a
name
so
low
that
the
count
himself
appeared
afraid
to
hear
it
.
Caderousse
,
who
had
raised
himself
on
his
knees
,
and
stretched
out
his
arm
,
tried
to
draw
back
,
then
clasping
his
hands
,
and
raising
them
with
a
desperate
effort
,
"
O
my
God
,
my
God
!
"
said
he
,
"
pardon
me
for
having
denied
thee
;
thou
dost
exist
,
thou
art
indeed
man
's
father
in
heaven
,
and
his
judge
on
earth
.
My
God
,
my
Lord
,
I
have
long
despised
thee
!
Pardon
me
,
my
God
;
receive
me
,
O
my
Lord
!
"
Caderousse
sighed
deeply
,
and
fell
back
with
a
groan
.
The
blood
no
longer
flowed
from
his
wounds
.
He
was
dead
.
"
One
!
"
said
the
count
mysteriously
,
his
eyes
fixed
on
the
corpse
,
disfigured
by
so
awful
a
death
.
Ten
minutes
afterwards
the
surgeon
and
the
procureur
arrived
,
the
one
accompanied
by
the
porter
,
the
other
by
Ali
,
and
were
received
by
the
Abbe
Busoni
,
who
was
praying
by
the
side
of
the
corpse
.
The
daring
attempt
to
rob
the
count
was
the
topic
of
conversation
throughout
Paris
for
the
next
fortnight
.
The
dying
man
had
signed
a
deposition
declaring
Benedetto
to
be
the
assassin
.
The
police
had
orders
to
make
the
strictest
search
for
the
murderer
.
Caderousse
's
knife
,
dark
lantern
,
bunch
of
keys
,
and
clothing
,
excepting
the
waistcoat
,
which
could
not
be
found
,
were
deposited
at
the
registry
;
the
corpse
was
conveyed
to
the
morgue
.
The
count
told
every
one
that
this
adventure
had
happened
during
his
absence
at
Auteuil
,
and
that
he
only
knew
what
was
related
by
the
Abbe
Busoni
,
who
that
evening
,
by
mere
chance
,
had
requested
to
pass
the
night
in
his
house
,
to
examine
some
valuable
books
in
his
library
.
Bertuccio
alone
turned
pale
whenever
Benedetto
's
name
was
mentioned
in
his
presence
,
but
there
was
no
reason
why
any
one
should
notice
his
doing
so
.
Villefort
,
being
called
on
to
prove
the
crime
,
was
preparing
his
brief
with
the
same
ardor
that
he
was
accustomed
to
exercise
when
required
to
speak
in
criminal
cases
.
But
three
weeks
had
already
passed
,
and
the
most
diligent
search
had
been
unsuccessful
;
the
attempted
robbery
and
the
murder
of
the
robber
by
his
comrade
were
almost
forgotten
in
anticipation
of
the
approaching
marriage
of
Mademoiselle
Danglars
to
the
Count
Andrea
Cavalcanti
.
It
was
expected
that
this
wedding
would
shortly
take
place
,
as
the
young
man
was
received
at
the
banker
's
as
the
betrothed
.
Letters
had
been
despatched
to
M.
Cavalcanti
,
as
the
count
's
father
,
who
highly
approved
of
the
union
,
regretted
his
inability
to
leave
Parma
at
that
time
,
and
promised
a
wedding
gift
of
a
hundred
and
fifty
thousand
livres
.
It
was
agreed
that
the
three
millions
should
be
intrusted
to
Danglars
to
invest
;
some
persons
had
warned
the
young
man
of
the
circumstances
of
his
future
father-inlaw
,
who
had
of
late
sustained
repeated
losses
;
but
with
sublime
disinterestedness
and
confidence
the
young
man
refused
to
listen
,
or
to
express
a
single
doubt
to
the
baron
.
The
baron
adored
Count
Andrea
Cavalcanti
:
not
so
Mademoiselle
Eugenie
Danglars
.
With
an
instinctive
hatred
of
matrimony
,
she
suffered
Andrea
's
attentions
in
order
to
get
rid
of
Morcerf
;
but
when
Andrea
urged
his
suit
,
she
betrayed
an
entire
dislike
to
him
.
The
baron
might
possibly
have
perceived
it
,
but
,
attributing
it
to
a
caprice
,
feigned
ignorance
.
The
delay
demanded
by
Beauchamp
had
nearly
expired
.
Morcerf
appreciated
the
advice
of
Monte
Cristo
to
let
things
die
away
of
their
own
accord
.
No
one
had
taken
up
the
remark
about
the
general
,
and
no
one
had
recognized
in
the
officer
who
betrayed
the
castle
of
Yanina
the
noble
count
in
the
House
of
Peers
.
Albert
,
however
felt
no
less
insulted
;
the
few
lines
which
had
irritated
him
were
certainly
intended
as
an
insult
.
Besides
,
the
manner
in
which
Beauchamp
had
closed
the
conference
left
a
bitter
recollection
in
his
heart
.
He
cherished
the
thought
of
the
duel
,
hoping
to
conceal
its
true
cause
even
from
his
seconds
.
Beauchamp
had
not
been
seen
since
the
day
he
visited
Albert
,
and
those
of
whom
the
latter
inquired
always
told
him
he
was
out
on
a
journey
which
would
detain
him
some
days
.
Where
he
was
no
one
knew
.
One
morning
Albert
was
awakened
by
his
valet
de
chambre
,
who
announced
Beauchamp
.
Albert
rubbed
his
eyes
,
ordered
his
servant
to
introduce
him
into
the
small
smoking-room
on
the
ground-floor
,
dressed
himself
quickly
,
and
went
down
.
He
found
Beauchamp
pacing
the
room
;
on
perceiving
him
Beauchamp
stopped
.
"
Your
arrival
here
,
without
waiting
my
visit
at
your
house
today
,
looks
well
,
sir
,
"
said
Albert
.
"
Tell
me
,
may
I
shake
hands
with
you
,
saying
,
'
Beauchamp
,
acknowledge
you
have
injured
me
,
and
retain
my
friendship
,
'
or
must
I
simply
propose
to
you
a
choice
of
arms
?
"
"
Albert
,
"
said
Beauchamp
,
with
a
look
of
sorrow
which
stupefied
the
young
man
,
"
let
us
first
sit
down
and
talk
.
"
"
Rather
,
sir
,
before
we
sit
down
,
I
must
demand
your
answer
.
"
