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Ali
had
received
his
instructions
,
and
went
down
the
Corso
,
crossed
the
Campo
Vaccino
,
went
up
the
Strada
San
Gregorio
,
and
reached
the
gates
of
St.
Sebastian
.
Then
the
porter
raised
some
difficulties
,
but
the
Count
of
Monte
Cristo
produced
a
permit
from
the
governor
of
Rome
,
allowing
him
to
leave
or
enter
the
city
at
any
hour
of
the
day
or
night
;
the
portcullis
was
therefore
raised
,
the
porter
had
a
louis
for
his
trouble
,
and
they
went
on
their
way
.
The
road
which
the
carriage
now
traversed
was
the
ancient
Appian
Way
,
and
bordered
with
tombs
.
From
time
to
time
,
by
the
light
of
the
moon
,
which
began
to
rise
,
Franz
imagined
that
he
saw
something
like
a
sentinel
appear
at
various
points
among
the
ruins
,
and
suddenly
retreat
into
the
darkness
on
a
signal
from
Peppino
.
A
short
time
before
they
reached
the
Baths
of
Caracalla
the
carriage
stopped
,
Peppino
opened
the
door
,
and
the
count
and
Franz
alighted
.
"
In
ten
minutes
,
"
said
the
count
to
his
companion
,
"
we
shall
be
there
.
"
He
then
took
Peppino
aside
,
gave
him
an
order
in
a
low
voice
,
and
Peppino
went
away
,
taking
with
him
a
torch
,
brought
with
them
in
the
carriage
.
Five
minutes
elapsed
,
during
which
Franz
saw
the
shepherd
going
along
a
narrow
path
that
led
over
the
irregular
and
broken
surface
of
the
Campagna
;
and
finally
he
disappeared
in
the
midst
of
the
tall
red
herbage
,
which
seemed
like
the
bristling
mane
of
an
enormous
lion
.
"
Now
,
"
said
the
count
,
"
let
us
follow
him
.
"
Franz
and
the
count
in
their
turn
then
advanced
along
the
same
path
,
which
,
at
the
distance
of
a
hundred
paces
,
led
them
over
a
declivity
to
the
bottom
of
a
small
valley
.
They
then
perceived
two
men
conversing
in
the
obscurity
.
"
Ought
we
to
go
on
?
"
asked
Franz
of
the
count
;
"
or
shall
we
wait
awhile
?
"
"
Let
us
go
on
;
Peppino
will
have
warned
the
sentry
of
our
coming
.
"
One
of
the
two
men
was
Peppino
,
and
the
other
a
bandit
on
the
lookout
.
Franz
and
the
count
advanced
,
and
the
bandit
saluted
them
.
"
Your
excellency
,
"
said
Peppino
,
addressing
the
count
,
"
if
you
will
follow
me
,
the
opening
of
the
catacombs
is
close
at
hand
.
"
"
Go
on
,
then
,
"
replied
the
count
.
They
came
to
an
opening
behind
a
clump
of
bushes
and
in
the
midst
of
a
pile
of
rocks
,
by
which
a
man
could
scarcely
pass
.
Peppino
glided
first
into
this
crevice
;
after
they
got
along
a
few
paces
the
passage
widened
.
Peppino
passed
,
lighted
his
torch
,
and
turned
to
see
if
they
came
after
him
.
The
count
first
reached
an
open
space
and
Franz
followed
him
closely
.
The
passageway
sloped
in
a
gentle
descent
,
enlarging
as
they
proceeded
;
still
Franz
and
the
count
were
compelled
to
advance
in
a
stooping
posture
,
and
were
scarcely
able
to
proceed
abreast
of
one
another
.
They
went
on
a
hundred
and
fifty
paces
in
this
way
,
and
then
were
stopped
by
,
"
Who
comes
there
?
"
At
the
same
time
they
saw
the
reflection
of
a
torch
on
a
carbine
barrel
.
"
A
friend
!
"
responded
Peppino
;
and
,
advancing
alone
towards
the
sentry
,
he
said
a
few
words
to
him
in
a
low
tone
;
and
then
he
,
like
the
first
,
saluted
the
nocturnal
visitors
,
making
a
sign
that
they
might
proceed
.
Behind
the
sentinel
was
a
staircase
with
twenty
steps
.
Franz
and
the
count
descended
these
,
and
found
themselves
in
a
mortuary
chamber
.
Five
corridors
diverged
like
the
rays
of
a
star
,
and
the
walls
,
dug
into
niches
,
which
were
arranged
one
above
the
other
in
the
shape
of
coffins
,
showed
that
they
were
at
last
in
the
catacombs
.
Down
one
of
the
corridors
,
whose
extent
it
was
impossible
to
determine
,
rays
of
light
were
visible
.
The
count
laid
his
hand
on
Franz
's
shoulder
.
"
Would
you
like
to
see
a
camp
of
bandits
in
repose
?
"
he
inquired
.
"
Exceedingly
,
"
replied
Franz
.
"
Come
with
me
,
then
.
Peppino
,
put
out
the
torch
.
"
Peppino
obeyed
,
and
Franz
and
the
count
were
in
utter
darkness
,
except
that
fifty
paces
in
advance
of
them
a
reddish
glare
,
more
evident
since
Peppino
had
put
out
his
torch
,
was
visible
along
the
wall
.
They
advanced
silently
,
the
count
guiding
Franz
as
if
he
had
the
singular
faculty
of
seeing
in
the
dark
.
Franz
himself
,
however
,
saw
his
way
more
plainly
in
proportion
as
he
went
on
towards
the
light
,
which
served
in
some
manner
as
a
guide
.
Three
arcades
were
before
them
,
and
the
middle
one
was
used
as
a
door
.
