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The
count
patted
him
gently
on
the
shoulder
,
his
usual
mode
of
praising
Ali
,
who
,
pleased
and
gratified
with
the
commission
assigned
him
,
walked
calmly
towards
a
projecting
stone
forming
the
angle
of
the
street
and
house
,
and
,
seating
himself
thereon
,
began
to
smoke
his
chibouque
,
while
Monte
Cristo
re-entered
his
dwelling
,
perfectly
assured
of
the
success
of
his
plan
.
Still
,
as
five
o'clock
approached
,
and
the
carriage
was
momentarily
expected
by
the
count
,
the
indication
of
more
than
common
impatience
and
uneasiness
might
be
observed
in
his
manner
.
He
stationed
himself
in
a
room
commanding
a
view
of
the
street
,
pacing
the
chamber
with
restless
steps
,
stopping
merely
to
listen
from
time
to
time
for
the
sound
of
approaching
wheels
,
then
to
cast
an
anxious
glance
on
Ali
;
but
the
regularity
with
which
the
Nubian
puffed
forth
the
smoke
of
his
chibouque
proved
that
he
at
least
was
wholly
absorbed
in
the
enjoyment
of
his
favorite
occupation
.
Suddenly
a
distant
sound
of
rapidly
advancing
wheels
was
heard
,
and
almost
immediately
a
carriage
appeared
,
drawn
by
a
pair
of
wild
,
ungovernable
horses
,
while
the
terrified
coachman
strove
in
vain
to
restrain
their
furious
speed
.
In
the
vehicle
was
a
young
woman
and
a
child
of
about
seven
or
eight
clasped
in
each
other
's
arms
.
Terror
seemed
to
have
deprived
them
even
of
the
power
of
uttering
a
cry
.
The
carriage
creaked
and
rattled
as
it
flew
over
the
rough
stones
,
and
the
slightest
obstacle
under
the
wheels
would
have
caused
disaster
;
but
it
kept
on
in
the
middle
of
the
road
,
and
those
who
saw
it
pass
uttered
cries
of
terror
.
Ali
suddenly
cast
aside
his
chibouque
,
drew
the
lasso
from
his
pocket
,
threw
it
so
skilfully
as
to
catch
the
forelegs
of
the
near
horse
in
its
triple
fold
,
and
suffered
himself
to
be
dragged
on
for
a
few
steps
by
the
violence
of
the
shock
,
then
the
animal
fell
over
on
the
pole
,
which
snapped
,
and
therefore
prevented
the
other
horse
from
pursuing
its
way
.
Gladly
availing
himself
of
this
opportunity
,
the
coachman
leaped
from
his
box
;
but
Ali
had
promptly
seized
the
nostrils
of
the
second
horse
,
and
held
them
in
his
iron
grasp
,
till
the
beast
,
snorting
with
pain
,
sunk
beside
his
companion
.
All
this
was
achieved
in
much
less
time
than
is
occupied
in
the
recital
.
The
brief
space
had
,
however
,
been
sufficient
for
a
man
,
followed
by
a
number
of
servants
,
to
rush
from
the
house
before
which
the
accident
had
occurred
,
and
,
as
the
coachman
opened
the
door
of
the
carriage
,
to
take
from
it
a
lady
who
was
convulsively
grasping
the
cushions
with
one
hand
,
while
with
the
other
she
pressed
to
her
bosom
the
young
boy
,
who
had
lost
consciousness
.
Monte
Cristo
carried
them
both
to
the
salon
,
and
deposited
them
on
a
sofa
.
"
Compose
yourself
,
madame
,
"
said
he
;
"
all
danger
is
over
.
"
The
woman
looked
up
at
these
words
,
and
,
with
a
glance
far
more
expressive
than
any
entreaties
could
have
been
,
pointed
to
her
child
,
who
still
continued
insensible
.
"
I
understand
the
nature
of
your
alarms
,
madame
,
"
said
the
count
,
carefully
examining
the
child
,
"
but
I
assure
you
there
is
not
the
slightest
occasion
for
uneasiness
;
your
little
charge
has
not
received
the
least
injury
;
his
insensibility
is
merely
the
effects
of
terror
,
and
will
soon
pass
.
"
"
Are
you
quite
sure
you
do
not
say
so
to
tranquillize
my
fears
?
See
how
deadly
pale
he
is
!
My
child
,
my
darling
Edward
;
speak
to
your
mother
--
open
your
dear
eyes
and
look
on
me
once
again
!
Oh
,
sir
,
in
pity
send
for
a
physician
;
my
whole
fortune
shall
not
be
thought
too
much
for
the
recovery
of
my
boy
.
"
With
a
calm
smile
and
a
gentle
wave
of
the
hand
,
Monte
Cristo
signed
to
the
distracted
mother
to
lay
aside
her
apprehensions
;
then
,
opening
a
casket
that
stood
near
,
he
drew
forth
a
phial
of
Bohemian
glass
incrusted
with
gold
,
containing
a
liquid
of
the
color
of
blood
,
of
which
he
let
fall
a
single
drop
on
the
child
's
lips
.
Scarcely
had
it
reached
them
,
ere
the
boy
,
though
still
pale
as
marble
,
opened
his
eyes
,
and
eagerly
gazed
around
him
.
At
this
,
the
delight
of
the
mother
was
almost
frantic
.
"
Where
am
I
?
"
exclaimed
she
;
"
and
to
whom
am
I
indebted
for
so
happy
a
termination
to
my
late
dreadful
alarm
?
"
"
Madame
,
"
answered
the
count
,
"
you
are
under
the
roof
of
one
who
esteems
himself
most
fortunate
in
having
been
able
to
save
you
from
a
further
continuance
of
your
sufferings
.
"
