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"
And
with
a
smile
expressive
of
supreme
content
,
he
left
his
hiding-place
,
and
without
being
observed
,
descended
one
of
the
flights
of
steps
provided
for
debarkation
,
and
hailing
three
times
,
shouted
"
Jacopo
,
Jacopo
,
Jacopo
!
"
Then
a
launch
came
to
shore
,
took
him
on
board
,
and
conveyed
him
to
a
yacht
splendidly
fitted
up
,
on
whose
deck
he
sprung
with
the
activity
of
a
sailor
;
thence
he
once
again
looked
towards
Morrel
,
who
,
weeping
with
joy
,
was
shaking
hands
most
cordially
with
all
the
crowd
around
him
,
and
thanking
with
a
look
the
unknown
benefactor
whom
he
seemed
to
be
seeking
in
the
skies
.
"
And
now
,
"
said
the
unknown
,
"
farewell
kindness
,
humanity
,
and
gratitude
!
Farewell
to
all
the
feelings
that
expand
the
heart
!
I
have
been
heaven
's
substitute
to
recompense
the
good
--
now
the
god
of
vengeance
yields
to
me
his
power
to
punish
the
wicked
!
"
At
these
words
he
gave
a
signal
,
and
,
as
if
only
awaiting
this
signal
,
the
yacht
instantly
put
out
to
sea
.
Towards
the
beginning
of
the
year
1838
,
two
young
men
belonging
to
the
first
society
of
Paris
,
the
Vicomte
Albert
de
Morcerf
and
the
Baron
Franz
d'Epinay
,
were
at
Florence
.
They
had
agreed
to
see
the
Carnival
at
Rome
that
year
,
and
that
Franz
,
who
for
the
last
three
or
four
years
had
inhabited
Italy
,
should
act
as
cicerone
to
Albert
.
As
it
is
no
inconsiderable
affair
to
spend
the
Carnival
at
Rome
,
especially
when
you
have
no
great
desire
to
sleep
on
the
Piazza
del
Popolo
,
or
the
Campo
Vaccino
,
they
wrote
to
Signor
Pastrini
,
the
proprietor
of
the
Hotel
de
Londres
,
Piazza
di
Spagna
,
to
reserve
comfortable
apartments
for
them
.
Signor
Pastrini
replied
that
he
had
only
two
rooms
and
a
parlor
on
the
third
floor
,
which
he
offered
at
the
low
charge
of
a
louis
per
diem
.
They
accepted
his
offer
;
but
wishing
to
make
the
best
use
of
the
time
that
was
left
,
Albert
started
for
Naples
.
As
for
Franz
,
he
remained
at
Florence
,
and
after
having
passed
a
few
days
in
exploring
the
paradise
of
the
Cascine
,
and
spending
two
or
three
evenings
at
the
houses
of
the
Florentine
nobility
,
he
took
a
fancy
into
his
head
(
having
already
visited
Corsica
,
the
cradle
of
Bonaparte
)
to
visit
Elba
,
the
waiting-place
of
Napoleon
.
One
evening
he
cast
off
the
painter
of
a
sailboat
from
the
iron
ring
that
secured
it
to
the
dock
at
Leghorn
,
wrapped
himself
in
his
coat
and
lay
down
,
and
said
to
the
crew
--
"
To
the
Island
of
Elba
!
"
The
boat
shot
out
of
the
harbor
like
a
bird
and
the
next
morning
Franz
disembarked
at
Porto
--
Ferrajo
.
He
traversed
the
island
,
after
having
followed
the
traces
which
the
footsteps
of
the
giant
have
left
,
and
re-embarked
for
Marciana
.
Two
hours
after
he
again
landed
at
Pianosa
,
where
he
was
assured
that
red
partridges
abounded
.
The
sport
was
bad
;
Franz
only
succeeded
in
killing
a
few
partridges
,
and
,
like
every
unsuccessful
sportsman
,
he
returned
to
the
boat
very
much
out
of
temper
.
"
Ah
,
if
your
excellency
chose
,
"
said
the
captain
,
"
you
might
have
capital
sport
.
"
"
Where
?
"
"
Do
you
see
that
island
?
"
continued
the
captain
,
pointing
to
a
conical
pile
rising
from
the
indigo
sea
.
"
Well
,
what
is
this
island
?
"
"
The
Island
of
Monte
Cristo
.
"
"
But
I
have
no
permission
to
shoot
over
this
island
.
"
