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"
Now
you
are
rich
,
"
said
Monte
Cristo
.
"
Yes
,
"
replied
the
man
,
"
but
at
what
a
price
!
"
"
Listen
,
friend
,
"
said
Monte
Cristo
.
"
I
do
not
wish
to
cause
you
any
remorse
;
believe
me
,
then
,
when
I
swear
to
you
that
you
have
wronged
no
man
,
but
on
the
contrary
have
benefited
mankind
.
"
The
man
looked
at
the
bank-notes
,
felt
them
,
counted
them
,
turned
pale
,
then
red
,
then
rushed
into
his
room
to
drink
a
glass
of
water
,
but
he
had
no
time
to
reach
the
water-jug
,
and
fainted
in
the
midst
of
his
dried
herbs
.
Five
minutes
after
the
new
telegram
reached
the
minister
,
Debray
had
the
horses
put
to
his
carriage
,
and
drove
to
Danglars
'
house
.
"
Has
your
husband
any
Spanish
bonds
?
"
he
asked
of
the
baroness
.
"
I
think
so
,
indeed
!
He
has
six
millions
'
worth
.
"
"
He
must
sell
them
at
whatever
price
.
"
"
Why
?
"
"
Because
Don
Carlos
has
fled
from
Bourges
,
and
has
returned
to
Spain
.
"
"
How
do
you
know
?
"
Debray
shrugged
his
shoulders
.
"
The
idea
of
asking
how
I
hear
the
news
,
"
he
said
.
The
baroness
did
not
wait
for
a
repetition
;
she
ran
to
her
husband
,
who
immediately
hastened
to
his
agent
,
and
ordered
him
to
sell
at
any
price
.
When
it
was
seen
that
Danglars
sold
,
the
Spanish
funds
fell
directly
.
Danglars
lost
five
hundred
thousand
francs
;
but
he
rid
himself
of
all
his
Spanish
shares
.
The
same
evening
the
following
was
read
in
Le
Messager
:
"
[
By
telegraph
