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Bertuccio
bowed
respectfully
,
and
turned
away
,
sighing
heavily
.
Monte
Cristo
,
left
alone
,
took
three
or
four
steps
onwards
,
and
murmured
,
"
Here
,
beneath
this
plane-tree
,
must
have
been
where
the
infant
's
grave
was
dug
.
There
is
the
little
door
opening
into
the
garden
.
At
this
corner
is
the
private
staircase
communicating
with
the
sleeping
apartment
.
There
will
be
no
necessity
for
me
to
make
a
note
of
these
particulars
,
for
there
,
before
my
eyes
,
beneath
my
feet
,
all
around
me
,
I
have
the
plan
sketched
with
all
the
living
reality
of
truth
.
"
After
making
the
tour
of
the
garden
a
second
time
,
the
count
re-entered
his
carriage
,
while
Bertuccio
,
who
perceived
the
thoughtful
expression
of
his
master
's
features
,
took
his
seat
beside
the
driver
without
uttering
a
word
.
The
carriage
proceeded
rapidly
towards
Paris
.
That
same
evening
,
upon
reaching
his
abode
in
the
Champs
Elysees
,
the
Count
of
Monte
Cristo
went
over
the
whole
building
with
the
air
of
one
long
acquainted
with
each
nook
or
corner
.
Nor
,
although
preceding
the
party
,
did
he
once
mistake
one
door
for
another
,
or
commit
the
smallest
error
when
choosing
any
particular
corridor
or
staircase
to
conduct
him
to
a
place
or
suite
of
rooms
he
desired
to
visit
.
Ali
was
his
principal
attendant
during
this
nocturnal
survey
.
Having
given
various
orders
to
Bertuccio
relative
to
the
improvements
and
alterations
he
desired
to
make
in
the
house
,
the
Count
,
drawing
out
his
watch
,
said
to
the
attentive
Nubian
,
"
It
is
half-past
eleven
o'clock
;
Haidee
will
soon
be
here
.
Have
the
French
attendants
been
summoned
to
await
her
coming
?
"
Ali
extended
his
hands
towards
the
apartments
destined
for
the
fair
Greek
,
which
were
so
effectually
concealed
by
means
of
a
tapestried
entrance
,
that
it
would
have
puzzled
the
most
curious
to
have
divined
their
existence
.
Ali
,
having
pointed
to
the
apartments
,
held
up
three
fingers
of
his
right
hand
,
and
then
,
placing
it
beneath
his
head
,
shut
his
eyes
,
and
feigned
to
sleep
.
"
I
understand
,
"
said
Monte
Cristo
,
well
acquainted
with
Ali
's
pantomime
;
"
you
mean
to
tell
me
that
three
female
attendants
await
their
new
mistress
in
her
sleeping-chamber
.
"
Ali
,
with
considerable
animation
,
made
a
sign
in
the
affirmative
.
"
Madame
will
be
tired
to-night
,
"
continued
Monte
Cristo
,
"
and
will
,
no
doubt
,
wish
to
rest
.
Desire
the
French
attendants
not
to
weary
her
with
questions
,
but
merely
to
pay
their
respectful
duty
and
retire
.
You
will
also
see
that
the
Greek
servants
hold
no
communication
with
those
of
this
country
.
"
He
bowed
.
Just
at
that
moment
voices
were
heard
hailing
the
concierge
.
The
gate
opened
,
a
carriage
rolled
down
the
avenue
,
and
stopped
at
the
steps
.
The
count
hastily
descended
,
presented
himself
at
the
already
opened
carriage
door
,
and
held
out
his
hand
to
a
young
woman
,
completely
enveloped
in
a
green
silk
mantle
heavily
embroidered
with
gold
.
She
raised
the
hand
extended
towards
her
to
her
lips
,
and
kissed
it
with
a
mixture
of
love
and
respect
.
Some
few
words
passed
between
them
in
that
sonorous
language
in
which
Homer
makes
his
gods
converse
.
The
young
woman
spoke
with
an
expression
of
deep
tenderness
,
while
the
count
replied
with
an
air
of
gentle
gravity
Preceded
by
Ali
,
who
carried
a
rose-colored
flambeau
in
his
hand
,
the
new-comer
,
who
was
no
other
than
the
lovely
Greek
who
had
been
Monte
Cristo
's
companion
in
Italy
,
was
conducted
to
her
apartments
,
while
the
count
retired
to
the
pavilion
reserved
for
himself
.
In
another
hour
every
light
in
the
house
was
extinguished
,
and
it
might
have
been
thought
that
all
its
inmates
slept
.
About
two
o'clock
the
following
day
a
calash
,
drawn
by
a
pair
of
magnificent
English
horses
,
stopped
at
the
door
of
Monte
Cristo
and
a
person
,
dressed
in
a
blue
coat
,
with
buttons
of
a
similar
color
,
a
white
waistcoat
,
over
which
was
displayed
a
massive
gold
chain
,
brown
trousers
,
and
a
quantity
of
black
hair
descending
so
low
over
his
eyebrows
as
to
leave
it
doubtful
whether
it
were
not
artificial
so
little
did
its
jetty
glossiness
assimilate
with
the
deep
wrinkles
stamped
on
his
features
--
a
person
,
in
a
word
,
who
,
although
evidently
past
fifty
,
desired
to
be
taken
for
not
more
than
forty
,
bent
forwards
from
the
carriage
door
,
on
the
panels
of
which
were
emblazoned
the
armorial
bearings
of
a
baron
,
and
directed
his
groom
to
inquire
at
the
porter
's
lodge
whether
the
Count
of
Monte
Cristo
resided
there
,
and
if
he
were
within
.
While
waiting
,
the
occupant
of
the
carriage
surveyed
the
house
,
the
garden
as
far
as
he
could
distinguish
it
,
and
the
livery
of
servants
who
passed
to
and
fro
,
with
an
attention
so
close
as
to
be
somewhat
impertinent
.
His
glance
was
keen
but
showed
cunning
rather
than
intelligence
;
his
lips
were
straight
,
and
so
thin
that
,
as
they
closed
,
they
were
drawn
in
over
the
teeth
;
his
cheek-bones
were
broad
and
projecting
,
a
never-failing
proof
of
audacity
and
craftiness
;
while
the
flatness
of
his
forehead
,
and
the
enlargement
of
the
back
of
his
skull
,
which
rose
much
higher
than
his
large
and
coarsely
shaped
ears
,
combined
to
form
a
physiognomy
anything
but
prepossessing
,
save
in
the
eyes
of
such
as
considered
that
the
owner
of
so
splendid
an
equipage
must
needs
be
all
that
was
admirable
and
enviable
,
more
especially
when
they
gazed
on
the
enormous
diamond
that
glittered
in
his
shirt
,
and
the
red
ribbon
that
depended
from
his
button-hole
.
The
groom
,
in
obedience
to
his
orders
,
tapped
at
the
window
of
the
porter
's
lodge
,
saying
,
"
Pray
,
does
not
the
Count
of
Monte
Cristo
live
here
?
"
"
His
excellency
does
reside
here
,
"
replied
the
concierge
;
"
but
"
--
added
he
,
glancing
an
inquiring
look
at
Ali
.
Ali
returned
a
sign
in
the
negative
.
"
But
what
?
"
asked
the
groom
.
