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When
Dantes
returned
next
morning
to
the
chamber
of
his
companion
in
captivity
,
he
found
Faria
seated
and
looking
composed
.
In
the
ray
of
light
which
entered
by
the
narrow
window
of
his
cell
,
he
held
open
in
his
left
hand
,
of
which
alone
,
it
will
be
recollected
,
he
retained
the
use
,
a
sheet
of
paper
,
which
,
from
being
constantly
rolled
into
a
small
compass
,
had
the
form
of
a
cylinder
,
and
was
not
easily
kept
open
.
He
did
not
speak
,
but
showed
the
paper
to
Dantes
.
"
What
is
that
?
"
he
inquired
.
"
Look
at
it
,
"
said
the
abbe
with
a
smile
.
"
I
have
looked
at
it
with
all
possible
attention
,
"
said
Dantes
,
"
and
I
only
see
a
half-burnt
paper
,
on
which
are
traces
of
Gothic
characters
inscribed
with
a
peculiar
kind
of
ink
.
"
"
This
paper
,
my
friend
,
"
said
Faria
,
"
I
may
now
avow
to
you
,
since
I
have
the
proof
of
your
fidelity
--
this
paper
is
my
treasure
,
of
which
,
from
this
day
forth
,
one-half
belongs
to
you
.
"
The
sweat
started
forth
on
Dantes
brow
.
Until
this
day
and
for
how
long
a
time
!
--
he
had
refrained
from
talking
of
the
treasure
,
which
had
brought
upon
the
abbe
the
accusation
of
madness
.
With
his
instinctive
delicacy
Edmond
had
preferred
avoiding
any
touch
on
this
painful
chord
,
and
Faria
had
been
equally
silent
.
He
had
taken
the
silence
of
the
old
man
for
a
return
to
reason
;
and
now
these
few
words
uttered
by
Faria
,
after
so
painful
a
crisis
,
seemed
to
indicate
a
serious
relapse
into
mental
alienation
.
"
Your
treasure
?
"
stammered
Dantes
.
Faria
smiled
.
"
Yes
,
"
said
he
.
"
You
have
,
indeed
,
a
noble
nature
,
Edmond
,
and
I
see
by
your
paleness
and
agitation
what
is
passing
in
your
heart
at
this
moment
.
No
,
be
assured
,
I
am
not
mad
.
This
treasure
exists
,
Dantes
,
and
if
I
have
not
been
allowed
to
possess
it
,
you
will
.
Yes
--
you
.
No
one
would
listen
or
believe
me
,
because
everyone
thought
me
mad
;
but
you
,
who
must
know
that
I
am
not
,
listen
to
me
,
and
believe
me
so
afterwards
if
you
will
.
"
"
Alas
,
"
murmured
Edmond
to
himself
,
"
this
is
a
terrible
relapse
!
There
was
only
this
blow
wanting
.
"
Then
he
said
aloud
,
"
My
dear
friend
,
your
attack
has
,
perhaps
,
fatigued
you
;
had
you
not
better
repose
awhile
?
To-morrow
,
if
you
will
,
I
will
hear
your
narrative
;
but
today
I
wish
to
nurse
you
carefully
.
Besides
,
"
he
said
,
"
a
treasure
is
not
a
thing
we
need
hurry
about
.
"
"
On
the
contrary
,
it
is
a
matter
of
the
utmost
importance
,
Edmond
!
"
replied
the
old
man
.
"
Who
knows
if
tomorrow
,
or
the
next
day
after
,
the
third
attack
may
not
come
on
?
and
then
must
not
all
be
over
?
Yes
,
indeed
,
I
have
often
thought
with
a
bitter
joy
that
these
riches
,
which
would
make
the
wealth
of
a
dozen
families
,
will
be
forever
lost
to
those
men
who
persecute
me
.
This
idea
was
one
of
vengeance
to
me
,
and
I
tasted
it
slowly
in
the
night
of
my
dungeon
and
the
despair
of
my
captivity
.
