p)
+ {
+ T t = p.getFirst();
+ p.setFirst(p.getSecond());
+ p.setSecond(t);
+ }
+}
+
+class Employee
+{
+ public Employee(String n, double s, int year, int month, int day)
+ {
+ name = n;
+ salary = s;
+ GregorianCalendar calendar = new GregorianCalendar(year, month - 1, day);
+ hireDay = calendar.getTime();
+ }
+
+ public String getName()
+ {
+ return name;
+ }
+
+ public double getSalary()
+ {
+ return salary;
+ }
+
+ public Date getHireDay()
+ {
+ return hireDay;
+ }
+
+ public void raiseSalary(double byPercent)
+ {
+ double raise = salary * byPercent / 100;
+ salary += raise;
+ }
+
+ private String name;
+ private double salary;
+ private Date hireDay;
+}
+
+class Manager extends Employee
+{
+ /**
+ @param n the employee's name
+ @param s the salary
+ @param year the hire year
+ @param month the hire month
+ @param day the hire day
+ */
+ public Manager(String n, double s, int year, int month, int day)
+ {
+ super(n, s, year, month, day);
+ bonus = 0;
+ }
+
+ public double getSalary()
+ {
+ double baseSalary = super.getSalary();
+ return baseSalary + bonus;
+ }
+
+ public void setBonus(double b)
+ {
+ bonus = b;
+ }
+
+ public double getBonus()
+ {
+ return bonus;
+ }
+
+ private double bonus;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch2/ImageViewer/Cay.gif b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch2/ImageViewer/Cay.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..0a8d0eb
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch2/ImageViewer/Cay.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch2/ImageViewer/ImageViewer.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch2/ImageViewer/ImageViewer.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..8f16ac8
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch2/ImageViewer/ImageViewer.java
@@ -0,0 +1,84 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.22 2004-05-21
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ A program for viewing images.
+*/
+public class ImageViewer
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new ImageViewerFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with a label to show an image.
+*/
+class ImageViewerFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public ImageViewerFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("ImageViewer");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // use a label to display the images
+ label = new JLabel();
+ add(label);
+
+ // set up the file chooser
+ chooser = new JFileChooser();
+ chooser.setCurrentDirectory(new File("."));
+
+ // set up the menu bar
+ JMenuBar menuBar = new JMenuBar();
+ setJMenuBar(menuBar);
+
+ JMenu menu = new JMenu("File");
+ menuBar.add(menu);
+
+ JMenuItem openItem = new JMenuItem("Open");
+ menu.add(openItem);
+ openItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ // show file chooser dialog
+ int result = chooser.showOpenDialog(null);
+
+ // if file selected, set it as icon of the label
+ if (result == JFileChooser.APPROVE_OPTION)
+ {
+ String name = chooser.getSelectedFile().getPath();
+ label.setIcon(new ImageIcon(name));
+ }
+ }
+ });
+
+ JMenuItem exitItem = new JMenuItem("Exit");
+ menu.add(exitItem);
+ exitItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ System.exit(0);
+ }
+ });
+ }
+
+ private JLabel label;
+ private JFileChooser chooser;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 400;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch2/ImageViewer/Tower.gif b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch2/ImageViewer/Tower.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9ae0502
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch2/ImageViewer/Tower.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch2/ImageViewer/mug.png b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch2/ImageViewer/mug.png
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..f5273e9
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch2/ImageViewer/mug.png differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch2/Welcome/Welcome.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch2/Welcome/Welcome.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..2455c22
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch2/Welcome/Welcome.java
@@ -0,0 +1,18 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.20 2004-02-28
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+public class Welcome
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ String[] greeting = new String[3];
+ greeting[0] = "Welcome to Core Java";
+ greeting[1] = "by Cay Horstmann";
+ greeting[2] = "and Gary Cornell";
+
+ for (String g : greeting)
+ System.out.println(g);
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch2/WelcomeApplet/WelcomeApplet.html b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch2/WelcomeApplet/WelcomeApplet.html
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..96c517c
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch2/WelcomeApplet/WelcomeApplet.html
@@ -0,0 +1,19 @@
+
+
+ WelcomeApplet
+
+
+
+ This applet is from the book
+ Core Java
+ by Cay Horstmann and Gary Cornell ,
+ published by Sun Microsystems Press.
+
+
+
+ The source.
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch2/WelcomeApplet/WelcomeApplet.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch2/WelcomeApplet/WelcomeApplet.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..0f89b3d
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch2/WelcomeApplet/WelcomeApplet.java
@@ -0,0 +1,54 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.21 2002-06-19
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import javax.swing.*;
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.net.*;
+
+public class WelcomeApplet extends JApplet
+{
+ public void init()
+ {
+ setLayout(new BorderLayout());
+
+ JLabel label = new JLabel(getParameter("greeting"), SwingConstants.CENTER);
+ label.setFont(new Font("Serif", Font.BOLD, 18));
+ add(label, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+
+ JButton cayButton = new JButton("Cay Horstmann");
+ cayButton.addActionListener(makeURLActionListener(
+ "http://www.horstmann.com"));
+ panel.add(cayButton);
+
+ JButton garyButton = new JButton("Gary Cornell");
+ garyButton.addActionListener(makeURLActionListener(
+ "mailto:gary@thecornells.com"));
+ panel.add(garyButton);
+
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ }
+
+ private ActionListener makeURLActionListener(final String u)
+ {
+ return new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ getAppletContext().showDocument(new URL(u));
+ }
+ catch(MalformedURLException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+ };
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/BigIntegerTest/BigIntegerTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/BigIntegerTest/BigIntegerTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..f0dfdd0
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/BigIntegerTest/BigIntegerTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,37 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.20 2004-02-10
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.math.*;
+import java.util.*;
+
+public class BigIntegerTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ Scanner in = new Scanner(System.in);
+
+ System.out.print("How many numbers do you need to draw? ");
+ int k = in.nextInt();
+
+ System.out.print("What is the highest number you can draw? ");
+ int n = in.nextInt();
+
+ /*
+ compute binomial coefficient
+ n * (n - 1) * (n - 2) * . . . * (n - k + 1)
+ -------------------------------------------
+ 1 * 2 * 3 * . . . * k
+ */
+
+ BigInteger lotteryOdds = BigInteger.valueOf(1);
+
+ for (int i = 1; i <= k; i++)
+ lotteryOdds = lotteryOdds
+ .multiply(BigInteger.valueOf(n - i + 1))
+ .divide(BigInteger.valueOf(i));
+
+ System.out.println("Your odds are 1 in " + lotteryOdds + ". Good luck!");
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/CompoundInterest/CompoundInterest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/CompoundInterest/CompoundInterest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..e37ec6b
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/CompoundInterest/CompoundInterest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,57 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.40 2004-02-10
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+public class CompoundInterest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ final double STARTRATE = 10;
+ final int NRATES = 6;
+ final int NYEARS = 10;
+
+ // set interest rates to 10 . . . 15%
+ double[] interestRate = new double[NRATES];
+ for (int j = 0; j < interestRate.length; j++)
+ interestRate[j] = (STARTRATE + j) / 100.0;
+
+ double[][] balances = new double[NYEARS][NRATES];
+
+ // set initial balances to 10000
+ for (int j = 0; j < balances[0].length; j++)
+ balances[0][j] = 10000;
+
+ // compute interest for future years
+ for (int i = 1; i < balances.length; i++)
+ {
+ for (int j = 0; j < balances[i].length; j++)
+ {
+ // get last year's balances from previous row
+ double oldBalance = balances[i - 1][j];
+
+ // compute interest
+ double interest = oldBalance * interestRate[j];
+
+ // compute this year's balances
+ balances[i][j] = oldBalance + interest;
+ }
+ }
+
+ // print one row of interest rates
+ for (int j = 0; j < interestRate.length; j++)
+ System.out.printf("%9.0f%%", 100 * interestRate[j]);
+
+ System.out.println();
+
+ // print balance table
+ for (double[] row : balances)
+ {
+ // print table row
+ for (double b : row)
+ System.out.printf("%10.2f", b);
+
+ System.out.println();
+ }
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/FirstSample/FirstSample.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/FirstSample/FirstSample.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..51187bb
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/FirstSample/FirstSample.java
@@ -0,0 +1,17 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.01 1997-03-22
+ @author Gary Cornell
+*/
+
+/*
+ This is the first sample program in Core Java Chapter 3
+ Copyright (C) 1997 Cay Horstmann and Gary Cornell
+*/
+
+public class FirstSample
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ System.out.println("We will not use 'Hello, World!'");
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/InputTest/InputTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/InputTest/InputTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..c347ce6
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/InputTest/InputTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,25 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 2004-02-10
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+
+public class InputTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ Scanner in = new Scanner(System.in);
+
+ // get first input
+ System.out.print("What is your name? ");
+ String name = in.nextLine();
+
+ // get second input
+ System.out.print("How old are you? ");
+ int age = in.nextInt();
+
+ // display output on console
+ System.out.println("Hello, " + name + ". Next year, you'll be " + (age + 1));
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/LotteryArray/LotteryArray.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/LotteryArray/LotteryArray.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..1cf53dc
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/LotteryArray/LotteryArray.java
@@ -0,0 +1,44 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.20 2004-02-10
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+public class LotteryArray
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ final int NMAX = 10;
+
+ // allocate triangular array
+ int[][] odds = new int[NMAX + 1][];
+ for (int n = 0; n <= NMAX; n++)
+ odds[n] = new int[n + 1];
+
+ // fill triangular array
+ for (int n = 0; n < odds.length; n++)
+ for (int k = 0; k < odds[n].length; k++)
+ {
+ /*
+ compute binomial coefficient
+ n * (n - 1) * (n - 2) * . . . * (n - k + 1)
+ -------------------------------------------
+ 1 * 2 * 3 * . . . * k
+ */
+ int lotteryOdds = 1;
+ for (int i = 1; i <= k; i++)
+ lotteryOdds = lotteryOdds * (n - i + 1) / i;
+
+ odds[n][k] = lotteryOdds;
+ }
+
+ // print triangular array
+ for (int[] row : odds)
+ {
+ for (int odd : row)
+ System.out.printf("%4d", odd);
+ System.out.println();
+ }
+ }
+}
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/LotteryDrawing/LotteryDrawing.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/LotteryDrawing/LotteryDrawing.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..952db5a
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/LotteryDrawing/LotteryDrawing.java
@@ -0,0 +1,46 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.20 2004-02-10
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+
+public class LotteryDrawing
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ Scanner in = new Scanner(System.in);
+
+ System.out.print("How many numbers do you need to draw? ");
+ int k = in.nextInt();
+
+ System.out.print("What is the highest number you can draw? ");
+ int n = in.nextInt();
+
+ // fill an array with numbers 1 2 3 . . . n
+ int[] numbers = new int[n];
+ for (int i = 0; i < numbers.length; i++)
+ numbers[i] = i + 1;
+
+ // draw k numbers and put them into a second array
+ int[] result = new int[k];
+ for (int i = 0; i < result.length; i++)
+ {
+ // make a random index between 0 and n - 1
+ int r = (int) (Math.random() * n);
+
+ // pick the element at the random location
+ result[i] = numbers[r];
+
+ // move the last element into the random location
+ numbers[r] = numbers[n - 1];
+ n--;
+ }
+
+ // print the sorted array
+ Arrays.sort(result);
+ System.out.println("Bet the following combination. It'll make you rich!");
+ for (int r : result)
+ System.out.println(r);
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/LotteryOdds/LotteryOdds.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/LotteryOdds/LotteryOdds.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..5159624
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/LotteryOdds/LotteryOdds.java
@@ -0,0 +1,34 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.20 2004-02-10
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+
+public class LotteryOdds
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ Scanner in = new Scanner(System.in);
+
+ System.out.print("How many numbers do you need to draw? ");
+ int k = in.nextInt();
+
+ System.out.print("What is the highest number you can draw? ");
+ int n = in.nextInt();
+
+ /*
+ compute binomial coefficient
+ n * (n - 1) * (n - 2) * . . . * (n - k + 1)
+ -------------------------------------------
+ 1 * 2 * 3 * . . . * k
+ */
+
+ int lotteryOdds = 1;
+ for (int i = 1; i <= k; i++)
+ lotteryOdds = lotteryOdds * (n - i + 1) / i;
+
+ System.out.println("Your odds are 1 in " + lotteryOdds + ". Good luck!");
+ }
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/Retirement/Retirement.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/Retirement/Retirement.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..07bc97c
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/Retirement/Retirement.java
@@ -0,0 +1,39 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.20 2004-02-10
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+
+public class Retirement
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ // read inputs
+ Scanner in = new Scanner(System.in);
+
+ System.out.print("How much money do you need to retire? ");
+ double goal = in.nextDouble();
+
+ System.out.print("How much money will you contribute every year? ");
+ double payment = in.nextDouble();
+
+ System.out.print("Interest rate in %: ");
+ double interestRate = in.nextDouble();
+
+ double balance = 0;
+ int years = 0;
+
+ // update account balance while goal isn't reached
+ while (balance < goal)
+ {
+ // add this year's payment and interest
+ balance += payment;
+ double interest = balance * interestRate / 100;
+ balance += interest;
+ years++;
+ }
+
+ System.out.println("You can retire in " + years + " years.");
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/Retirement2/Retirement2.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/Retirement2/Retirement2.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..043c3c4
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch3/Retirement2/Retirement2.java
@@ -0,0 +1,44 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.20 2004-02-10
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+
+public class Retirement2
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ Scanner in = new Scanner(System.in);
+
+ System.out.print("How much money will you contribute every year? ");
+ double payment = in.nextDouble();
+
+ System.out.print("Interest rate in %: ");
+ double interestRate = in.nextDouble();
+
+ double balance = 0;
+ int year = 0;
+
+ String input;
+
+ // update account balance while user isn't ready to retire
+ do
+ {
+ // add this year's payment and interest
+ balance += payment;
+ double interest = balance * interestRate / 100;
+ balance += interest;
+
+ year++;
+
+ // print current balance
+ System.out.printf("After year %d, your balance is %,.2f%n", year, balance);
+
+ // ask if ready to retire and get input
+ System.out.print("Ready to retire? (Y/N) ");
+ input = in.next();
+ }
+ while (input.equals("N"));
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch4/CalendarTest/CalendarTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch4/CalendarTest/CalendarTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..d4e34fc
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch4/CalendarTest/CalendarTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,57 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.31 2004-02-19
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+
+public class CalendarTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ // construct d as current date
+ GregorianCalendar d = new GregorianCalendar();
+
+ int today = d.get(Calendar.DAY_OF_MONTH);
+ int month = d.get(Calendar.MONTH);
+
+ // set d to start date of the month
+ d.set(Calendar.DAY_OF_MONTH, 1);
+
+ int weekday = d.get(Calendar.DAY_OF_WEEK);
+
+ // get first day of week (Sunday in the U.S.)
+ int firstDayOfWeek = d.getFirstDayOfWeek();
+
+ // indent first line of calendar
+ for (int i = firstDayOfWeek; i < weekday; i++ )
+ System.out.print(" ");
+
+ do
+ {
+ // print day
+ int day = d.get(Calendar.DAY_OF_MONTH);
+ System.out.printf("%3d", day);
+
+ // mark current day with *
+ if (day == today)
+ System.out.print("*");
+ else
+ System.out.print(" ");
+
+ // advance d to the next day
+ d.add(Calendar.DAY_OF_MONTH, 1);
+ weekday = d.get(Calendar.DAY_OF_WEEK);
+
+ // start a new line at the start of the week
+ if (weekday == firstDayOfWeek)
+ System.out.println();
+ }
+ while (d.get(Calendar.MONTH) == month);
+ // the loop exits when d is day 1 of the next month
+
+ // print final end of line if necessary
+ if (weekday != firstDayOfWeek)
+ System.out.println();
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch4/ConstructorTest/ConstructorTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch4/ConstructorTest/ConstructorTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..a4b743a
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch4/ConstructorTest/ConstructorTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,84 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.01 2004-02-19
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+
+public class ConstructorTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ // fill the staff array with three Employee objects
+ Employee[] staff = new Employee[3];
+
+ staff[0] = new Employee("Harry", 40000);
+ staff[1] = new Employee(60000);
+ staff[2] = new Employee();
+
+ // print out information about all Employee objects
+ for (Employee e : staff)
+ System.out.println("name=" + e.getName()
+ + ",id=" + e.getId()
+ + ",salary=" + e.getSalary());
+ }
+}
+
+class Employee
+{
+ // three overloaded constructors
+ public Employee(String n, double s)
+ {
+ name = n;
+ salary = s;
+ }
+
+ public Employee(double s)
+ {
+ // calls the Employee(String, double) constructor
+ this("Employee #" + nextId, s);
+ }
+
+ // the default constructor
+ public Employee()
+ {
+ // name initialized to ""--see below
+ // salary not explicitly set--initialized to 0
+ // id initialized in initialization block
+ }
+
+ public String getName()
+ {
+ return name;
+ }
+
+ public double getSalary()
+ {
+ return salary;
+ }
+
+ public int getId()
+ {
+ return id;
+ }
+
+ private static int nextId;
+
+ private int id;
+ private String name = ""; // instance field initialization
+ private double salary;
+
+ // static initialization block
+ static
+ {
+ Random generator = new Random();
+ // set nextId to a random number between 0 and 9999
+ nextId = generator.nextInt(10000);
+ }
+
+ // object initialization block
+ {
+ id = nextId;
+ nextId++;
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch4/EmployeeTest/EmployeeTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch4/EmployeeTest/EmployeeTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..ecdd856
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch4/EmployeeTest/EmployeeTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,66 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.11 2004-02-19
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+
+public class EmployeeTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ // fill the staff array with three Employee objects
+ Employee[] staff = new Employee[3];
+
+ staff[0] = new Employee("Carl Cracker", 75000, 1987, 12, 15);
+ staff[1] = new Employee("Harry Hacker", 50000, 1989, 10, 1);
+ staff[2] = new Employee("Tony Tester", 40000, 1990, 3, 15);
+
+ // raise everyone's salary by 5%
+ for (Employee e : staff)
+ e.raiseSalary(5);
+
+ // print out information about all Employee objects
+ for (Employee e : staff)
+ System.out.println("name=" + e.getName()
+ + ",salary=" + e.getSalary()
+ + ",hireDay=" + e.getHireDay());
+ }
+}
+
+class Employee
+{
+ public Employee(String n, double s, int year, int month, int day)
+ {
+ name = n;
+ salary = s;
+ GregorianCalendar calendar = new GregorianCalendar(year, month - 1, day);
+ // GregorianCalendar uses 0 for January
+ hireDay = calendar.getTime();
+ }
+
+ public String getName()
+ {
+ return name;
+ }
+
+ public double getSalary()
+ {
+ return salary;
+ }
+
+ public Date getHireDay()
+ {
+ return hireDay;
+ }
+
+ public void raiseSalary(double byPercent)
+ {
+ double raise = salary * byPercent / 100;
+ salary += raise;
+ }
+
+ private String name;
+ private double salary;
+ private Date hireDay;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch4/PackageTest/PackageTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch4/PackageTest/PackageTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..0fd019e
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch4/PackageTest/PackageTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,27 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.11 2004-02-19
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import com.horstmann.corejava.*;
+ // the Employee class is defined in that package
+
+import static java.lang.System.*;
+
+public class PackageTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ // because of the import statement, we don't have to
+ // use com.horstmann.corejava.Employee here
+ Employee harry = new Employee("Harry Hacker", 50000, 1989, 10, 1);
+
+ // raise salary by 5%
+ harry.raiseSalary(5);
+
+ // print out information about harry
+ // use java.lang.System.out here
+ out.println("name=" + harry.getName() + ",salary=" + harry.getSalary());
+ }
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch4/PackageTest/com/horstmann/corejava/Employee.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch4/PackageTest/com/horstmann/corejava/Employee.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..f2a3a0f
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch4/PackageTest/com/horstmann/corejava/Employee.java
@@ -0,0 +1,47 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 1999-12-18
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+package com.horstmann.corejava;
+ // the classes in this file are part of this package
+
+import java.util.*;
+ // import statements come after the package statement
+
+public class Employee
+{
+ public Employee(String n, double s, int year, int month, int day)
+ {
+ name = n;
+ salary = s;
+ GregorianCalendar calendar = new GregorianCalendar(year, month - 1, day);
+ // GregorianCalendar uses 0 for January
+ hireDay = calendar.getTime();
+ }
+
+ public String getName()
+ {
+ return name;
+ }
+
+ public double getSalary()
+ {
+ return salary;
+ }
+
+ public Date getHireDay()
+ {
+ return hireDay;
+ }
+
+ public void raiseSalary(double byPercent)
+ {
+ double raise = salary * byPercent / 100;
+ salary += raise;
+ }
+
+ private String name;
+ private double salary;
+ private Date hireDay;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch4/ParamTest/ParamTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch4/ParamTest/ParamTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..ff86987
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch4/ParamTest/ParamTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,92 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 2000-01-27
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+public class ParamTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ /*
+ Test 1: Methods can't modify numeric parameters
+ */
+ System.out.println("Testing tripleValue:");
+ double percent = 10;
+ System.out.println("Before: percent=" + percent);
+ tripleValue(percent);
+ System.out.println("After: percent=" + percent);
+
+ /*
+ Test 2: Methods can change the state of object
+ parameters
+ */
+ System.out.println("\nTesting tripleSalary:");
+ Employee harry = new Employee("Harry", 50000);
+ System.out.println("Before: salary=" + harry.getSalary());
+ tripleSalary(harry);
+ System.out.println("After: salary=" + harry.getSalary());
+
+ /*
+ Test 3: Methods can't attach new objects to
+ object parameters
+ */
+ System.out.println("\nTesting swap:");
+ Employee a = new Employee("Alice", 70000);
+ Employee b = new Employee("Bob", 60000);
+ System.out.println("Before: a=" + a.getName());
+ System.out.println("Before: b=" + b.getName());
+ swap(a, b);
+ System.out.println("After: a=" + a.getName());
+ System.out.println("After: b=" + b.getName());
+ }
+
+ public static void tripleValue(double x) // doesn't work
+ {
+ x = 3 * x;
+ System.out.println("End of method: x=" + x);
+ }
+
+ public static void tripleSalary(Employee x) // works
+ {
+ x.raiseSalary(200);
+ System.out.println("End of method: salary="
+ + x.getSalary());
+ }
+
+ public static void swap(Employee x, Employee y)
+ {
+ Employee temp = x;
+ x = y;
+ y = temp;
+ System.out.println("End of method: x=" + x.getName());
+ System.out.println("End of method: y=" + y.getName());
+ }
+}
+
+class Employee // simplified Employee class
+{
+ public Employee(String n, double s)
+ {
+ name = n;
+ salary = s;
+ }
+
+ public String getName()
+ {
+ return name;
+ }
+
+ public double getSalary()
+ {
+ return salary;
+ }
+
+ public void raiseSalary(double byPercent)
+ {
+ double raise = salary * byPercent / 100;
+ salary += raise;
+ }
+
+ private String name;
+ private double salary;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch4/StaticTest/StaticTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch4/StaticTest/StaticTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..7597c7d
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch4/StaticTest/StaticTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,76 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.01 2004-02-19
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+public class StaticTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ // fill the staff array with three Employee objects
+ Employee[] staff = new Employee[3];
+
+ staff[0] = new Employee("Tom", 40000);
+ staff[1] = new Employee("Dick", 60000);
+ staff[2] = new Employee("Harry", 65000);
+
+ // print out information about all Employee objects
+ for (Employee e : staff)
+ {
+ e.setId();
+ System.out.println("name=" + e.getName()
+ + ",id=" + e.getId()
+ + ",salary=" + e.getSalary());
+ }
+
+ int n = Employee.getNextId(); // calls static method
+ System.out.println("Next available id=" + n);
+ }
+}
+
+class Employee
+{
+ public Employee(String n, double s)
+ {
+ name = n;
+ salary = s;
+ id = 0;
+ }
+
+ public String getName()
+ {
+ return name;
+ }
+
+ public double getSalary()
+ {
+ return salary;
+ }
+
+ public int getId()
+ {
+ return id;
+ }
+
+ public void setId()
+ {
+ id = nextId; // set id to next available id
+ nextId++;
+ }
+
+ public static int getNextId()
+ {
+ return nextId; // returns static field
+ }
+
+ public static void main(String[] args) // unit test
+ {
+ Employee e = new Employee("Harry", 50000);
+ System.out.println(e.getName() + " " + e.getSalary());
+ }
+
+ private String name;
+ private double salary;
+ private int id;
+ private static int nextId = 1;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/ArrayGrowTest/ArrayGrowTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/ArrayGrowTest/ArrayGrowTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..c59871e
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/ArrayGrowTest/ArrayGrowTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,79 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.01 2004-02-21
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.lang.reflect.*;
+import java.util.*;
+
+public class ArrayGrowTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ int[] a = { 1, 2, 3 };
+ a = (int[]) goodArrayGrow(a);
+ arrayPrint(a);
+
+ String[] b = { "Tom", "Dick", "Harry" };
+ b = (String[]) goodArrayGrow(b);
+ arrayPrint(b);
+
+ System.out.println("The following call will generate an exception.");
+ b = (String[]) badArrayGrow(b);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ This method attempts to grow an array by allocating a
+ new array and copying all elements.
+ @param a the array to grow
+ @return a larger array that contains all elements of a.
+ However, the returned array has type Object[], not
+ the same type as a
+ */
+ static Object[] badArrayGrow(Object[] a)
+ {
+ int newLength = a.length * 11 / 10 + 10;
+ Object[] newArray = new Object[newLength];
+ System.arraycopy(a, 0, newArray, 0, a.length);
+ return newArray;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ This method grows an array by allocating a
+ new array of the same type and copying all elements.
+ @param a the array to grow. This can be an object array
+ or a fundamental type array
+ @return a larger array that contains all elements of a.
+
+ */
+ static Object goodArrayGrow(Object a)
+ {
+ Class cl = a.getClass();
+ if (!cl.isArray()) return null;
+ Class componentType = cl.getComponentType();
+ int length = Array.getLength(a);
+ int newLength = length * 11 / 10 + 10;
+
+ Object newArray = Array.newInstance(componentType, newLength);
+ System.arraycopy(a, 0, newArray, 0, length);
+ return newArray;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ A convenience method to print all elements in an array
+ @param a the array to print. can be an object array
+ or a fundamental type array
+ */
+ static void arrayPrint(Object a)
+ {
+ Class cl = a.getClass();
+ if (!cl.isArray()) return;
+ Class componentType = cl.getComponentType();
+ int length = Array.getLength(a);
+ System.out.print(componentType.getName()
+ + "[" + length + "] = { ");
+ for (int i = 0; i < Array.getLength(a); i++)
+ System.out.print(Array.get(a, i) + " ");
+ System.out.println("}");
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/ArrayListTest/ArrayListTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/ArrayListTest/ArrayListTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..d0cfdf2
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/ArrayListTest/ArrayListTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,65 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.1 2004-02-21
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+
+public class ArrayListTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ // fill the staff array list with three Employee objects
+ ArrayList staff = new ArrayList();
+
+ staff.add(new Employee("Carl Cracker", 75000, 1987, 12, 15));
+ staff.add(new Employee("Harry Hacker", 50000, 1989, 10, 1));
+ staff.add(new Employee("Tony Tester", 40000, 1990, 3, 15));
+
+ // raise everyone's salary by 5%
+ for (Employee e : staff)
+ e.raiseSalary(5);
+
+ // print out information about all Employee objects
+ for (Employee e : staff)
+ System.out.println("name=" + e.getName()
+ + ",salary=" + e.getSalary()
+ + ",hireDay=" + e.getHireDay());
+ }
+}
+
+class Employee
+{
+ public Employee(String n, double s, int year, int month, int day)
+ {
+ name = n;
+ salary = s;
+ GregorianCalendar calendar = new GregorianCalendar(year, month - 1, day);
+ hireDay = calendar.getTime();
+ }
+
+ public String getName()
+ {
+ return name;
+ }
+
+ public double getSalary()
+ {
+ return salary;
+ }
+
+ public Date getHireDay()
+ {
+ return hireDay;
+ }
+
+ public void raiseSalary(double byPercent)
+ {
+ double raise = salary * byPercent / 100;
+ salary += raise;
+ }
+
+ private String name;
+ private double salary;
+ private Date hireDay;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/EnumTest/EnumTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/EnumTest/EnumTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..e79a9db
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/EnumTest/EnumTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,31 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.0 2004-05-24
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+
+public class EnumTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ Scanner in = new Scanner(System.in);
+ System.out.print("Enter a size: (SMALL, MEDIUM, LARGE, EXTRA_LARGE) ");
+ String input = in.next().toUpperCase();
+ Size size = Enum.valueOf(Size.class, input);
+ System.out.println("size=" + size);
+ System.out.println("abbreviation=" + size.getAbbreviation());
+ if (size == Size.EXTRA_LARGE)
+ System.out.println("Good job--you paid attention to the _.");
+ }
+}
+
+enum Size
+{
+ SMALL("S"), MEDIUM("M"), LARGE("L"), EXTRA_LARGE("XL");
+
+ private Size(String abbreviation) { this.abbreviation = abbreviation; }
+ public String getAbbreviation() { return abbreviation; }
+
+ private String abbreviation;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/EqualsTest/EqualsTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/EqualsTest/EqualsTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..45b960a
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/EqualsTest/EqualsTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,153 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.11 2004-02-21
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+
+public class EqualsTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ Employee alice1 = new Employee("Alice Adams", 75000, 1987, 12, 15);
+ Employee alice2 = alice1;
+ Employee alice3 = new Employee("Alice Adams", 75000, 1987, 12, 15);
+ Employee bob = new Employee("Bob Brandson", 50000, 1989, 10, 1);
+
+ System.out.println("alice1 == alice2: " + (alice1 == alice2));
+
+ System.out.println("alice1 == alice3: " + (alice1 == alice3));
+
+ System.out.println("alice1.equals(alice3): " + alice1.equals(alice3));
+
+ System.out.println("alice1.equals(bob): " + alice1.equals(bob));
+
+ System.out.println("bob.toString(): " + bob);
+
+ Manager carl = new Manager("Carl Cracker", 80000, 1987, 12, 15);
+ Manager boss = new Manager("Carl Cracker", 80000, 1987, 12, 15);
+ boss.setBonus(5000);
+ System.out.println("boss.toString(): " + boss);
+ System.out.println("carl.equals(boss): " + carl.equals(boss));
+ System.out.println("alice1.hashCode(): " + alice1.hashCode());
+ System.out.println("alice3.hashCode(): " + alice3.hashCode());
+ System.out.println("bob.hashCode(): " + bob.hashCode());
+ System.out.println("carl.hashCode(): " + carl.hashCode());
+ }
+}
+
+class Employee
+{
+ public Employee(String n, double s, int year, int month, int day)
+ {
+ name = n;
+ salary = s;
+ GregorianCalendar calendar = new GregorianCalendar(year, month - 1, day);
+ hireDay = calendar.getTime();
+ }
+
+ public String getName()
+ {
+ return name;
+ }
+
+ public double getSalary()
+ {
+ return salary;
+ }
+
+ public Date getHireDay()
+ {
+ return hireDay;
+ }
+
+ public void raiseSalary(double byPercent)
+ {
+ double raise = salary * byPercent / 100;
+ salary += raise;
+ }
+
+ public boolean equals(Object otherObject)
+ {
+ // a quick test to see if the objects are identical
+ if (this == otherObject) return true;
+
+ // must return false if the explicit parameter is null
+ if (otherObject == null) return false;
+
+ // if the classes don't match, they can't be equal
+ if (getClass() != otherObject.getClass())
+ return false;
+
+ // now we know otherObject is a non-null Employee
+ Employee other = (Employee) otherObject;
+
+ // test whether the fields have identical values
+ return name.equals(other.name)
+ && salary == other.salary
+ && hireDay.equals(other.hireDay);
+ }
+
+ public int hashCode()
+ {
+ return 7 * name.hashCode()
+ + 11 * new Double(salary).hashCode()
+ + 13 * hireDay.hashCode();
+ }
+
+ public String toString()
+ {
+ return getClass().getName()
+ + "[name=" + name
+ + ",salary=" + salary
+ + ",hireDay=" + hireDay
+ + "]";
+ }
+
+ private String name;
+ private double salary;
+ private Date hireDay;
+}
+
+class Manager extends Employee
+{
+ public Manager(String n, double s, int year, int month, int day)
+ {
+ super(n, s, year, month, day);
+ bonus = 0;
+ }
+
+ public double getSalary()
+ {
+ double baseSalary = super.getSalary();
+ return baseSalary + bonus;
+ }
+
+ public void setBonus(double b)
+ {
+ bonus = b;
+ }
+
+ public boolean equals(Object otherObject)
+ {
+ if (!super.equals(otherObject)) return false;
+ Manager other = (Manager) otherObject;
+ // super.equals checked that this and other belong to the same class
+ return bonus == other.bonus;
+ }
+
+ public int hashCode()
+ {
+ return super.hashCode()
+ + 17 * new Double(bonus).hashCode();
+ }
+
+ public String toString()
+ {
+ return super.toString()
+ + "[bonus=" + bonus
+ + "]";
+ }
+
+ private double bonus;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/ManagerTest/ManagerTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/ManagerTest/ManagerTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..bfed041
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/ManagerTest/ManagerTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,96 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.21 2004-02-21
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+
+public class ManagerTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ // construct a Manager object
+ Manager boss = new Manager("Carl Cracker", 80000, 1987, 12, 15);
+ boss.setBonus(5000);
+
+ Employee[] staff = new Employee[3];
+
+ // fill the staff array with Manager and Employee objects
+
+ staff[0] = boss;
+ staff[1] = new Employee("Harry Hacker", 50000, 1989, 10, 1);
+ staff[2] = new Employee("Tommy Tester", 40000, 1990, 3, 15);
+
+ // print out information about all Employee objects
+ for (Employee e : staff)
+ System.out.println("name=" + e.getName()
+ + ",salary=" + e.getSalary());
+ }
+}
+
+class Employee
+{
+ public Employee(String n, double s, int year, int month, int day)
+ {
+ name = n;
+ salary = s;
+ GregorianCalendar calendar = new GregorianCalendar(year, month - 1, day);
+ hireDay = calendar.getTime();
+ }
+
+ public String getName()
+ {
+ return name;
+ }
+
+ public double getSalary()
+ {
+ return salary;
+ }
+
+ public Date getHireDay()
+ {
+ return hireDay;
+ }
+
+ public void raiseSalary(double byPercent)
+ {
+ double raise = salary * byPercent / 100;
+ salary += raise;
+ }
+
+ private String name;
+ private double salary;
+ private Date hireDay;
+}
+
+class Manager extends Employee
+{
+ /**
+ @param n the employee's name
+ @param s the salary
+ @param year the hire year
+ @param month the hire month
+ @param day the hire day
+ */
+ public Manager(String n, double s, int year, int month, int day)
+ {
+ super(n, s, year, month, day);
+ bonus = 0;
+ }
+
+ public double getSalary()
+ {
+ double baseSalary = super.getSalary();
+ return baseSalary + bonus;
+ }
+
+ public void setBonus(double b)
+ {
+ bonus = b;
+ }
+
+ private double bonus;
+}
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/MethodPointerTest/MethodPointerTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/MethodPointerTest/MethodPointerTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..1fa6da0
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/MethodPointerTest/MethodPointerTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,56 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.1 2004-02-21
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.lang.reflect.*;
+
+public class MethodPointerTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args) throws Exception
+ {
+ // get method pointers to the square and sqrt methods
+ Method square = MethodPointerTest.class.getMethod("square", double.class);
+ Method sqrt = Math.class.getMethod("sqrt", double.class);
+
+ // print tables of x- and y-values
+
+ printTable(1, 10, 10, square);
+ printTable(1, 10, 10, sqrt);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Returns the square of a number
+ @param x a number
+ @return x squared
+ */
+ public static double square(double x)
+ {
+ return x * x;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Prints a table with x- and y-values for a method
+ @param from the lower bound for the x-values
+ @param to the upper bound for the x-values
+ @param n the number of rows in the table
+ @param f a method with a double parameter and double return value
+ */
+ public static void printTable(double from, double to, int n, Method f)
+ {
+ // print out the method as table header
+ System.out.println(f);
+
+ double dx = (to - from) / (n - 1);
+
+ for (double x = from; x <= to; x += dx)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ double y = (Double) f.invoke(null, x);
+ System.out.printf("%10.4f | %10.4f%n", x, y);
+ }
+ catch (Exception e) { e.printStackTrace(); }
+ }
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/ObjectAnalyzerTest/ObjectAnalyzerTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/ObjectAnalyzerTest/ObjectAnalyzerTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..1c4b015
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/ObjectAnalyzerTest/ObjectAnalyzerTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,82 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.11 2004-02-21
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.lang.reflect.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import java.text.*;
+
+public class ObjectAnalyzerTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ ArrayList squares = new ArrayList();
+ for (int i = 1; i <= 5; i++) squares.add(i * i);
+ System.out.println(new ObjectAnalyzer().toString(squares));
+ }
+}
+
+class ObjectAnalyzer
+{
+ /**
+ Converts an object to a string representation that lists
+ all fields.
+ @param obj an object
+ @return a string with the object's class name and all
+ field names and values
+ */
+ public String toString(Object obj)
+ {
+ if (obj == null) return "null";
+ if (visited.contains(obj)) return "...";
+ visited.add(obj);
+ Class cl = obj.getClass();
+ if (cl == String.class) return (String) obj;
+ if (cl.isArray())
+ {
+ String r = cl.getComponentType() + "[]{";
+ for (int i = 0; i < Array.getLength(obj); i++)
+ {
+ if (i > 0) r += ",";
+ Object val = Array.get(obj, i);
+ if (cl.getComponentType().isPrimitive()) r += val;
+ else r += toString(val);
+ }
+ return r + "}";
+ }
+
+ String r = cl.getName();
+ // inspect the fields of this class and all superclasses
+ do
+ {
+ r += "[";
+ Field[] fields = cl.getDeclaredFields();
+ AccessibleObject.setAccessible(fields, true);
+ // get the names and values of all fields
+ for (Field f : fields)
+ {
+ if (!Modifier.isStatic(f.getModifiers()))
+ {
+ if (!r.endsWith("[")) r += ",";
+ r += f.getName() + "=";
+ try
+ {
+ Class t = f.getType();
+ Object val = f.get(obj);
+ if (t.isPrimitive()) r += val;
+ else r += toString(val);
+ }
+ catch (Exception e) { e.printStackTrace(); }
+ }
+ }
+ r += "]";
+ cl = cl.getSuperclass();
+ }
+ while (cl != null);
+
+ return r;
+ }
+
+ private ArrayList visited = new ArrayList();
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/PersonTest/PersonTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/PersonTest/PersonTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..5c5dba8
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/PersonTest/PersonTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,98 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.01 2004-02-21
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.text.*;
+import java.util.*;
+
+public class PersonTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ Person[] people = new Person[2];
+
+ // fill the people array with Student and Employee objects
+ people[0] = new Employee("Harry Hacker", 50000, 1989, 10, 1);
+ people[1] = new Student("Maria Morris", "computer science");
+
+ // print out names and descriptions of all Person objects
+ for (Person p : people)
+ System.out.println(p.getName() + ", " + p.getDescription());
+ }
+}
+
+abstract class Person
+{
+ public Person(String n)
+ {
+ name = n;
+ }
+
+ public abstract String getDescription();
+
+ public String getName()
+ {
+ return name;
+ }
+
+ private String name;
+}
+
+class Employee extends Person
+{
+ public Employee(String n, double s,
+ int year, int month, int day)
+ {
+ super(n);
+ salary = s;
+ GregorianCalendar calendar = new GregorianCalendar(year, month - 1, day);
+ hireDay = calendar.getTime();
+ }
+
+ public double getSalary()
+ {
+ return salary;
+ }
+
+ public Date getHireDay()
+ {
+ return hireDay;
+ }
+
+ public String getDescription()
+ {
+ return String.format("an employee with a salary of $%.2f", salary);
+ }
+
+ public void raiseSalary(double byPercent)
+ {
+ double raise = salary * byPercent / 100;
+ salary += raise;
+ }
+
+ private double salary;
+ private Date hireDay;
+}
+
+
+class Student extends Person
+{
+ /**
+ @param n the student's name
+ @param m the student's major
+ */
+ public Student(String n, String m)
+ {
+ // pass n to superclass constructor
+ super(n);
+ major = m;
+ }
+
+ public String getDescription()
+ {
+ return "a student majoring in " + major;
+ }
+
+ private String major;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/ReflectionTest/ReflectionTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/ReflectionTest/ReflectionTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..ad654af
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch5/ReflectionTest/ReflectionTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,114 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.1 2004-02-21
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+import java.lang.reflect.*;
+
+public class ReflectionTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ // read class name from command line args or user input
+ String name;
+ if (args.length > 0)
+ name = args[0];
+ else
+ {
+ Scanner in = new Scanner(System.in);
+ System.out.println("Enter class name (e.g. java.util.Date): ");
+ name = in.next();
+ }
+
+ try
+ {
+ // print class name and superclass name (if != Object)
+ Class cl = Class.forName(name);
+ Class supercl = cl.getSuperclass();
+ System.out.print("class " + name);
+ if (supercl != null && supercl != Object.class)
+ System.out.print(" extends " + supercl.getName());
+
+ System.out.print("\n{\n");
+ printConstructors(cl);
+ System.out.println();
+ printMethods(cl);
+ System.out.println();
+ printFields(cl);
+ System.out.println("}");
+ }
+ catch(ClassNotFoundException e) { e.printStackTrace(); }
+ System.exit(0);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Prints all constructors of a class
+ @param cl a class
+ */
+ public static void printConstructors(Class cl)
+ {
+ Constructor[] constructors = cl.getDeclaredConstructors();
+
+ for (Constructor c : constructors)
+ {
+ String name = c.getName();
+ System.out.print(" " + Modifier.toString(c.getModifiers()));
+ System.out.print(" " + name + "(");
+
+ // print parameter types
+ Class[] paramTypes = c.getParameterTypes();
+ for (int j = 0; j < paramTypes.length; j++)
+ {
+ if (j > 0) System.out.print(", ");
+ System.out.print(paramTypes[j].getName());
+ }
+ System.out.println(");");
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Prints all methods of a class
+ @param cl a class
+ */
+ public static void printMethods(Class cl)
+ {
+ Method[] methods = cl.getDeclaredMethods();
+
+ for (Method m : methods)
+ {
+ Class retType = m.getReturnType();
+ String name = m.getName();
+
+ // print modifiers, return type and method name
+ System.out.print(" " + Modifier.toString(m.getModifiers()));
+ System.out.print(" " + retType.getName() + " " + name + "(");
+
+ // print parameter types
+ Class[] paramTypes = m.getParameterTypes();
+ for (int j = 0; j < paramTypes.length; j++)
+ {
+ if (j > 0) System.out.print(", ");
+ System.out.print(paramTypes[j].getName());
+ }
+ System.out.println(");");
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Prints all fields of a class
+ @param cl a class
+ */
+ public static void printFields(Class cl)
+ {
+ Field[] fields = cl.getDeclaredFields();
+
+ for (Field f : fields)
+ {
+ Class type = f.getType();
+ String name = f.getName();
+ System.out.print(" " + Modifier.toString(f.getModifiers()));
+ System.out.println(" " + type.getName() + " " + name + ";");
+ }
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch6/AnonymousInnerClassTest/AnonymousInnerClassTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch6/AnonymousInnerClassTest/AnonymousInnerClassTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..720fabb
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch6/AnonymousInnerClassTest/AnonymousInnerClassTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,50 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 2004-02-27
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.Timer;
+
+public class AnonymousInnerClassTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ TalkingClock clock = new TalkingClock();
+ clock.start(1000, true);
+
+ // keep program running until user selects "Ok"
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(null, "Quit program?");
+ System.exit(0);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A clock that prints the time in regular intervals.
+*/
+class TalkingClock
+{
+ /**
+ Starts the clock.
+ @param interval the interval between messages (in milliseconds)
+ @param beep true if the clock should beep
+ */
+ public void start(int interval, final boolean beep)
+ {
+ ActionListener listener = new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ Date now = new Date();
+ System.out.println("At the tone, the time is " + now);
+ if (beep) Toolkit.getDefaultToolkit().beep();
+ }
+ };
+ Timer t = new Timer(interval, listener);
+ t.start();
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch6/CloneTest/CloneTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch6/CloneTest/CloneTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..e80f7ed
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch6/CloneTest/CloneTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,76 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 2002-07-01
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+
+public class CloneTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ Employee original = new Employee("John Q. Public", 50000);
+ original.setHireDay(2000, 1, 1);
+ Employee copy = original.clone();
+ copy.raiseSalary(10);
+ copy.setHireDay(2002, 12, 31);
+ System.out.println("original=" + original);
+ System.out.println("copy=" + copy);
+ }
+ catch (CloneNotSupportedException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+}
+
+class Employee implements Cloneable
+{
+ public Employee(String n, double s)
+ {
+ name = n;
+ salary = s;
+ }
+
+ public Employee clone() throws CloneNotSupportedException
+ {
+ // call Object.clone()
+ Employee cloned = (Employee)super.clone();
+
+ // clone mutable fields
+ cloned.hireDay = (Date)hireDay.clone();
+
+ return cloned;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Set the hire day to a given date
+ @param year the year of the hire day
+ @param month the month of the hire day
+ @param day the day of the hire day
+ */
+ public void setHireDay(int year, int month, int day)
+ {
+ hireDay = new GregorianCalendar(year, month - 1, day).getTime();
+ }
+
+ public void raiseSalary(double byPercent)
+ {
+ double raise = salary * byPercent / 100;
+ salary += raise;
+ }
+
+ public String toString()
+ {
+ return "Employee[name=" + name
+ + ",salary=" + salary
+ + ",hireDay=" + hireDay
+ + "]";
+ }
+
+ private String name;
+ private double salary;
+ private Date hireDay;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch6/EmployeeSortTest/EmployeeSortTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch6/EmployeeSortTest/EmployeeSortTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..92e85d9
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch6/EmployeeSortTest/EmployeeSortTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,69 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.30 2004-02-27
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+
+public class EmployeeSortTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ Employee[] staff = new Employee[3];
+
+ staff[0] = new Employee("Harry Hacker", 35000);
+ staff[1] = new Employee("Carl Cracker", 75000);
+ staff[2] = new Employee("Tony Tester", 38000);
+
+ Arrays.sort(staff);
+
+ // print out information about all Employee objects
+ for (Employee e : staff)
+ System.out.println("name=" + e.getName() + ",salary=" + e.getSalary());
+ }
+}
+
+class Employee implements Comparable
+{
+ public Employee(String n, double s)
+ {
+ name = n;
+ salary = s;
+ }
+
+ public String getName()
+ {
+ return name;
+ }
+
+ public double getSalary()
+ {
+ return salary;
+ }
+
+ public void raiseSalary(double byPercent)
+ {
+ double raise = salary * byPercent / 100;
+ salary += raise;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Compares employees by salary
+ @param other another Employee object
+ @return a negative value if this employee has a lower
+ salary than otherObject, 0 if the salaries are the same,
+ a positive value otherwise
+ */
+ public int compareTo(Employee other)
+ {
+ if (salary < other.salary) return -1;
+ if (salary > other.salary) return 1;
+ return 0;
+ }
+
+ private String name;
+ private double salary;
+}
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch6/InnerClassTest/InnerClassTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch6/InnerClassTest/InnerClassTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..ae02c82
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch6/InnerClassTest/InnerClassTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,63 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 2004-02-27
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.Timer;
+
+public class InnerClassTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ TalkingClock clock = new TalkingClock(1000, true);
+ clock.start();
+
+ // keep program running until user selects "Ok"
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(null, "Quit program?");
+ System.exit(0);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A clock that prints the time in regular intervals.
+*/
+class TalkingClock
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a talking clock
+ @param interval the interval between messages (in milliseconds)
+ @param beep true if the clock should beep
+ */
+ public TalkingClock(int interval, boolean beep)
+ {
+ this.interval = interval;
+ this.beep = beep;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Starts the clock.
+ */
+ public void start()
+ {
+ ActionListener listener = new TimePrinter();
+ Timer t = new Timer(interval, listener);
+ t.start();
+ }
+
+ private int interval;
+ private boolean beep;
+
+ private class TimePrinter implements ActionListener
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ Date now = new Date();
+ System.out.println("At the tone, the time is " + now);
+ if (beep) Toolkit.getDefaultToolkit().beep();
+ }
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch6/LocalInnerClassTest/LocalInnerClassTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch6/LocalInnerClassTest/LocalInnerClassTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..47834a4
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch6/LocalInnerClassTest/LocalInnerClassTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,53 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 2004-02-27
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.Timer;
+
+public class LocalInnerClassTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ TalkingClock clock = new TalkingClock();
+ clock.start(1000, true);
+
+ // keep program running until user selects "Ok"
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(null, "Quit program?");
+ System.exit(0);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A clock that prints the time in regular intervals.
+*/
+class TalkingClock
+{
+ /**
+ Starts the clock.
+ @param interval the interval between messages (in milliseconds)
+ @param beep true if the clock should beep
+ */
+ public void start(int interval, final boolean beep)
+ {
+ class TimePrinter implements ActionListener
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ Date now = new Date();
+ System.out.println("At the tone, the time is " + now);
+ if (beep) Toolkit.getDefaultToolkit().beep();
+ }
+ }
+ ActionListener listener = new TimePrinter();
+ Timer t = new Timer(interval, listener);
+ t.start();
+ }
+
+ private int interval;
+ private boolean beep;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch6/ProxyTest/ProxyTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch6/ProxyTest/ProxyTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..e3fb001
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch6/ProxyTest/ProxyTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,75 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 2000-04-13
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.lang.reflect.*;
+import java.util.*;
+
+public class ProxyTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ Object[] elements = new Object[1000];
+
+ // fill elements with proxies for the integers 1 ... 1000
+ for (int i = 0; i < elements.length; i++)
+ {
+ Integer value = i + 1;
+ Class[] interfaces = value.getClass().getInterfaces();
+ InvocationHandler handler = new TraceHandler(value);
+ Object proxy = Proxy.newProxyInstance(null,
+ interfaces, handler);
+ elements[i] = proxy;
+ }
+
+ // construct a random integer
+ Integer key = new Random().nextInt(elements.length) + 1;
+
+ // search for the key
+ int result = Arrays.binarySearch(elements, key);
+
+ // print match if found
+ if (result >= 0) System.out.println(elements[result]);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ An invocation handler that prints out the method name
+ and parameters, then invokes the original method
+*/
+class TraceHandler implements InvocationHandler
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a TraceHandler
+ @param t the implicit parameter of the method call
+ */
+ public TraceHandler(Object t)
+ {
+ target = t;
+ }
+
+ public Object invoke(Object proxy, Method m, Object[] args) throws Throwable
+ {
+ // print implicit argument
+ System.out.print(target);
+ // print method name
+ System.out.print("." + m.getName() + "(");
+ // print explicit arguments
+ if (args != null)
+ {
+ for (int i = 0; i < args.length; i++)
+ {
+ System.out.print(args[i]);
+ if (i < args.length - 1)
+ System.out.print(", ");
+ }
+ }
+ System.out.println(")");
+
+ // invoke actual method
+ return m.invoke(target, args);
+ }
+
+ private Object target;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch6/StaticInnerClassTest/StaticInnerClassTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch6/StaticInnerClassTest/StaticInnerClassTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..d6d7dcc
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch6/StaticInnerClassTest/StaticInnerClassTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,76 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.01 2004-02-27
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+public class StaticInnerClassTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ double[] d = new double[20];
+ for (int i = 0; i < d.length; i++)
+ d[i] = 100 * Math.random();
+ ArrayAlg.Pair p = ArrayAlg.minmax(d);
+ System.out.println("min = " + p.getFirst());
+ System.out.println("max = " + p.getSecond());
+ }
+}
+
+class ArrayAlg
+{
+ /**
+ A pair of floating point numbers
+ */
+ public static class Pair
+ {
+ /**
+ Constructs a pair from two floating point numbers
+ @param f the first number
+ @param s the second number
+ */
+ public Pair(double f, double s)
+ {
+ first = f;
+ second = s;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Returns the first number of the pair
+ @return the first number
+ */
+ public double getFirst()
+ {
+ return first;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Returns the second number of the pair
+ @return the second number
+ */
+ public double getSecond()
+ {
+ return second;
+ }
+
+ private double first;
+ private double second;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Computes both the minimum and the maximum of an array
+ @param values an array of floating point numbers
+ @return a pair whose first element is the minimum and whose
+ second element is the maximum
+ */
+ public static Pair minmax(double[] values)
+ {
+ double min = Double.MAX_VALUE;
+ double max = Double.MIN_VALUE;
+ for (double v : values)
+ {
+ if (min > v) min = v;
+ if (max < v) max = v;
+ }
+ return new Pair(min, max);
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch6/TimerTest/TimerTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch6/TimerTest/TimerTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..757997d
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch6/TimerTest/TimerTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,37 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 2000-04-13
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.Timer;
+// to resolve conflict with java.util.Timer
+
+public class TimerTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ ActionListener listener = new TimePrinter();
+
+ // construct a timer that calls the listener
+ // once every 10 seconds
+ Timer t = new Timer(10000, listener);
+ t.start();
+
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(null, "Quit program?");
+ System.exit(0);
+ }
+}
+
+class TimePrinter implements ActionListener
+{
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ Date now = new Date();
+ System.out.println("At the tone, the time is " + now);
+ Toolkit.getDefaultToolkit().beep();
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/CenteredFrameTest/CenteredFrameTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/CenteredFrameTest/CenteredFrameTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..facaa5d
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/CenteredFrameTest/CenteredFrameTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,43 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.31 2004-05-03
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+public class CenteredFrameTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ CenteredFrame frame = new CenteredFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+class CenteredFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public CenteredFrame()
+ {
+ // get screen dimensions
+
+ Toolkit kit = Toolkit.getDefaultToolkit();
+ Dimension screenSize = kit.getScreenSize();
+ int screenHeight = screenSize.height;
+ int screenWidth = screenSize.width;
+
+ // center frame in screen
+
+ setSize(screenWidth / 2, screenHeight / 2);
+ setLocation(screenWidth / 4, screenHeight / 4);
+
+ // set frame icon and title
+
+ Image img = kit.getImage("icon.gif");
+ setIconImage(img);
+ setTitle("CenteredFrame");
+ }
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/CenteredFrameTest/icon.gif b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/CenteredFrameTest/icon.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..0e76daf
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/CenteredFrameTest/icon.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/DrawTest/DrawTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/DrawTest/DrawTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..816de1e
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/DrawTest/DrawTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,80 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.31 2004-05-03
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+public class DrawTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ DrawFrame frame = new DrawFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame that contains a panel with drawings
+*/
+class DrawFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public DrawFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("DrawTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // add panel to frame
+
+ DrawPanel panel = new DrawPanel();
+ add(panel);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 400;
+}
+
+/**
+ A panel that displays rectangles and ellipses.
+*/
+class DrawPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+
+ // draw a rectangle
+
+ double leftX = 100;
+ double topY = 100;
+ double width = 200;
+ double height = 150;
+
+ Rectangle2D rect = new Rectangle2D.Double(leftX, topY, width, height);
+ g2.draw(rect);
+
+ // draw the enclosed ellipse
+
+ Ellipse2D ellipse = new Ellipse2D.Double();
+ ellipse.setFrame(rect);
+ g2.draw(ellipse);
+
+ // draw a diagonal line
+
+ g2.draw(new Line2D.Double(leftX, topY, leftX + width, topY + height));
+
+ // draw a circle with the same center
+
+ double centerX = rect.getCenterX();
+ double centerY = rect.getCenterY();
+ double radius = 150;
+
+ Ellipse2D circle = new Ellipse2D.Double();
+ circle.setFrameFromCenter(centerX, centerY, centerX + radius, centerY + radius);
+ g2.draw(circle);
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/FillTest/FillTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/FillTest/FillTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..80460be
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/FillTest/FillTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,69 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.32 2004-05-03
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+public class FillTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ FillFrame frame = new FillFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame that contains a panel with drawings
+*/
+class FillFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public FillFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("FillTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // add panel to frame
+
+ FillPanel panel = new FillPanel();
+ add(panel);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 400;
+}
+
+/**
+ A panel that displays filled rectangles and ellipses
+*/
+class FillPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+
+ // draw a rectangle
+
+ double leftX = 100;
+ double topY = 100;
+ double width = 200;
+ double height = 150;
+
+ Rectangle2D rect = new Rectangle2D.Double(leftX, topY, width, height);
+ g2.setPaint(Color.RED);
+ g2.fill(rect);
+
+ // draw the enclosed ellipse
+
+ Ellipse2D ellipse = new Ellipse2D.Double();
+ ellipse.setFrame(rect);
+ g2.setPaint(new Color(0, 128, 128)); // a dull blue-green
+ g2.fill(ellipse);
+ }
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/FontTest/FontTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/FontTest/FontTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..3eefb3b
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/FontTest/FontTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,86 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.32 2004-05-03
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.font.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+public class FontTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ FontFrame frame = new FontFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with a text message panel
+*/
+class FontFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public FontFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("FontTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // add panel to frame
+
+ FontPanel panel = new FontPanel();
+ add(panel);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+}
+
+/**
+ A panel that shows a centered message in a box.
+*/
+class FontPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+
+ String message = "Hello, World!";
+
+ Font f = new Font("Serif", Font.BOLD, 36);
+ g2.setFont(f);
+
+ // measure the size of the message
+
+ FontRenderContext context = g2.getFontRenderContext();
+ Rectangle2D bounds = f.getStringBounds(message, context);
+
+ // set (x,y) = top left corner of text
+
+ double x = (getWidth() - bounds.getWidth()) / 2;
+ double y = (getHeight() - bounds.getHeight()) / 2;
+
+ // add ascent to y to reach the baseline
+
+ double ascent = -bounds.getY();
+ double baseY = y + ascent;
+
+ // draw the message
+
+ g2.drawString(message, (int) x, (int) baseY);
+
+ g2.setPaint(Color.GRAY);
+
+ // draw the baseline
+
+ g2.draw(new Line2D.Double(x, baseY, x + bounds.getWidth(), baseY));
+
+ // draw the enclosing rectangle
+
+ Rectangle2D rect = new Rectangle2D.Double(x, y, bounds.getWidth(), bounds.getHeight());
+ g2.draw(rect);
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/ImageTest/ImageTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/ImageTest/ImageTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..f9d3127
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/ImageTest/ImageTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,82 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.32 2004-05-03
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import javax.imageio.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+public class ImageTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ ImageFrame frame = new ImageFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with an image panel
+*/
+class ImageFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public ImageFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("ImageTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // add panel to frame
+
+ ImagePanel panel = new ImagePanel();
+ add(panel);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+}
+
+/**
+ A panel that displays a tiled image
+*/
+class ImagePanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public ImagePanel()
+ {
+ // acquire the image
+ try
+ {
+ image = ImageIO.read(new File("blue-ball.gif"));
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ if (image == null) return;
+
+ int imageWidth = image.getWidth(this);
+ int imageHeight = image.getHeight(this);
+
+ // draw the image in the upper-left corner
+
+ g.drawImage(image, 0, 0, null);
+ // tile the image across the panel
+
+ for (int i = 0; i * imageWidth <= getWidth(); i++)
+ for (int j = 0; j * imageHeight <= getHeight(); j++)
+ if (i + j > 0)
+ g.copyArea(0, 0, imageWidth, imageHeight,
+ i * imageWidth, j * imageHeight);
+ }
+
+ private Image image;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/ImageTest/blue-ball.gif b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/ImageTest/blue-ball.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..edc29b7
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/ImageTest/blue-ball.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/ListFonts/ListFonts.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/ListFonts/ListFonts.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..b953904
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/ListFonts/ListFonts.java
@@ -0,0 +1,19 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.11 2004-06-05
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+
+public class ListFonts
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ String[] fontNames = GraphicsEnvironment
+ .getLocalGraphicsEnvironment()
+ .getAvailableFontFamilyNames();
+
+ for (String fontName : fontNames)
+ System.out.println(fontName);
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/NotHelloWorld/NotHelloWorld.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/NotHelloWorld/NotHelloWorld.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..2c55235
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/NotHelloWorld/NotHelloWorld.java
@@ -0,0 +1,56 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.31 2004-05-03
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import javax.swing.*;
+import java.awt.*;
+
+public class NotHelloWorld
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ NotHelloWorldFrame frame = new NotHelloWorldFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame that contains a message panel
+*/
+class NotHelloWorldFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public NotHelloWorldFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("NotHelloWorld");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // add panel to frame
+
+ NotHelloWorldPanel panel = new NotHelloWorldPanel();
+ add(panel);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+}
+
+/**
+ A panel that displays a message.
+*/
+class NotHelloWorldPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+
+ g.drawString("Not a Hello, World program", MESSAGE_X, MESSAGE_Y);
+ }
+
+ public static final int MESSAGE_X = 75;
+ public static final int MESSAGE_Y = 100;
+}
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/SimpleFrameTest/SimpleFrameTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/SimpleFrameTest/SimpleFrameTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9fe4f20
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch7/SimpleFrameTest/SimpleFrameTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,28 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.31 2004-05-03
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+public class SimpleFrameTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ SimpleFrame frame = new SimpleFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+class SimpleFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public SimpleFrame()
+ {
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/ActionTest/ActionTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/ActionTest/ActionTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9785c01
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/ActionTest/ActionTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,106 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.32 2004-05-04
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+public class ActionTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ ActionFrame frame = new ActionFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with a panel that demonstrates color change actions.
+*/
+class ActionFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public ActionFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("ActionTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // add panel to frame
+
+ ActionPanel panel = new ActionPanel();
+ add(panel);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+}
+
+/**
+ A panel with buttons and keyboard shortcuts to change
+ the background color.
+*/
+class ActionPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public ActionPanel()
+ {
+ // define actions
+
+ Action yellowAction = new ColorAction("Yellow",
+ new ImageIcon("yellow-ball.gif"),
+ Color.YELLOW);
+ Action blueAction = new ColorAction("Blue",
+ new ImageIcon("blue-ball.gif"),
+ Color.BLUE);
+ Action redAction = new ColorAction("Red",
+ new ImageIcon("red-ball.gif"),
+ Color.RED);
+
+ // add buttons for these actions
+
+ add(new JButton(yellowAction));
+ add(new JButton(blueAction));
+ add(new JButton(redAction));
+
+ // associate the Y, B, and R keys with names
+
+ InputMap imap = getInputMap(JComponent.WHEN_ANCESTOR_OF_FOCUSED_COMPONENT);
+
+ imap.put(KeyStroke.getKeyStroke("ctrl Y"), "panel.yellow");
+ imap.put(KeyStroke.getKeyStroke("ctrl B"), "panel.blue");
+ imap.put(KeyStroke.getKeyStroke("ctrl R"), "panel.red");
+
+ // associate the names with actions
+
+ ActionMap amap = getActionMap();
+ amap.put("panel.yellow", yellowAction);
+ amap.put("panel.blue", blueAction);
+ amap.put("panel.red", redAction);
+ }
+
+ public class ColorAction extends AbstractAction
+ {
+ /**
+ Constructs a color action.
+ @param name the name to show on the button
+ @param icon the icon to display on the button
+ @param c the background color
+ */
+ public ColorAction(String name, Icon icon, Color c)
+ {
+ putValue(Action.NAME, name);
+ putValue(Action.SMALL_ICON, icon);
+ putValue(Action.SHORT_DESCRIPTION, "Set panel color to " + name.toLowerCase());
+ putValue("color", c);
+ }
+
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ Color c = (Color) getValue("color");
+ setBackground(c);
+ }
+ }
+}
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/ActionTest/blue-ball.gif b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/ActionTest/blue-ball.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..edc29b7
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/ActionTest/blue-ball.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/ActionTest/red-ball.gif b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/ActionTest/red-ball.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..dca9296
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/ActionTest/red-ball.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/ActionTest/yellow-ball.gif b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/ActionTest/yellow-ball.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..2b8c0bb
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/ActionTest/yellow-ball.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/ButtonTest/ButtonTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/ButtonTest/ButtonTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..42dcd08
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/ButtonTest/ButtonTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,92 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.32 2004-05-04
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+public class ButtonTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ ButtonFrame frame = new ButtonFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with a button panel
+*/
+class ButtonFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public ButtonFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("ButtonTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // add panel to frame
+
+ ButtonPanel panel = new ButtonPanel();
+ add(panel);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+}
+
+/**
+ A panel with three buttons.
+*/
+class ButtonPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public ButtonPanel()
+ {
+ // create buttons
+
+ JButton yellowButton = new JButton("Yellow");
+ JButton blueButton = new JButton("Blue");
+ JButton redButton = new JButton("Red");
+
+ // add buttons to panel
+
+ add(yellowButton);
+ add(blueButton);
+ add(redButton);
+
+ // create button actions
+
+ ColorAction yellowAction = new ColorAction(Color.YELLOW);
+ ColorAction blueAction = new ColorAction(Color.BLUE);
+ ColorAction redAction = new ColorAction(Color.RED);
+
+ // associate actions with buttons
+
+ yellowButton.addActionListener(yellowAction);
+ blueButton.addActionListener(blueAction);
+ redButton.addActionListener(redAction);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ An action listener that sets the panel's background color.
+ */
+ private class ColorAction implements ActionListener
+ {
+ public ColorAction(Color c)
+ {
+ backgroundColor = c;
+ }
+
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ setBackground(backgroundColor);
+ }
+
+ private Color backgroundColor;
+ }
+}
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/EventSourceTest/EventSourceTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/EventSourceTest/EventSourceTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..db160d3
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/EventSourceTest/EventSourceTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,96 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.31 2004-05-03
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import java.beans.*;
+
+public class EventSourceTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ EventSourceFrame frame = new EventSourceFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame that contains a panel with drawings
+*/
+class EventSourceFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public EventSourceFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("EventSourceTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // add panel to frame
+
+ final PaintCountPanel panel = new PaintCountPanel();
+ add(panel);
+
+ panel.addPropertyChangeListener(new
+ PropertyChangeListener()
+ {
+ public void propertyChange(PropertyChangeEvent event)
+ {
+ setTitle("EventSourceTest - " + event.getNewValue());
+ }
+ });
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+}
+
+/**
+ A panel that counts how often it is painted.
+*/
+class PaintCountPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ int oldPaintCount = paintCount;
+ paintCount++;
+ firePropertyChangeEvent(new PropertyChangeEvent(this,
+ "paintCount", oldPaintCount, paintCount));
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Adds a change listener
+ @param listener the listener to add
+ */
+ public void addPropertyChangeListener(PropertyChangeListener listener)
+ {
+ listenerList.add(PropertyChangeListener.class, listener);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Removes a change listener
+ @param listener the listener to remove
+ */
+ public void removePropertyChangeListener(PropertyChangeListener listener)
+ {
+ listenerList.remove(PropertyChangeListener.class, listener);
+ }
+
+ public void firePropertyChangeEvent(PropertyChangeEvent event)
+ {
+ EventListener[] listeners = listenerList.getListeners(PropertyChangeListener.class);
+ for (EventListener l : listeners)
+ ((PropertyChangeListener) l).propertyChange(event);
+ }
+
+ public int getPaintCount()
+ {
+ return paintCount;
+ }
+
+ private int paintCount;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/MouseTest/MouseTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/MouseTest/MouseTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..62583e5
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/MouseTest/MouseTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,166 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.31 2004-05-04
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+public class MouseTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ MouseFrame frame = new MouseFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame containing a panel for testing mouse operations
+*/
+class MouseFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public MouseFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("MouseTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // add panel to frame
+
+ MousePanel panel = new MousePanel();
+ add(panel);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+}
+
+/**
+ A panel with mouse operations for adding and removing squares.
+*/
+class MousePanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public MousePanel()
+ {
+ squares = new ArrayList();
+ current = null;
+
+ addMouseListener(new MouseHandler());
+ addMouseMotionListener(new MouseMotionHandler());
+ }
+
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+
+ // draw all squares
+ for (Rectangle2D r : squares)
+ g2.draw(r);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Finds the first square containing a point.
+ @param p a point
+ @return the first square that contains p
+ */
+ public Rectangle2D find(Point2D p)
+ {
+ for (Rectangle2D r : squares)
+ {
+ if (r.contains(p)) return r;
+ }
+ return null;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Adds a square to the collection.
+ @param p the center of the square
+ */
+ public void add(Point2D p)
+ {
+ double x = p.getX();
+ double y = p.getY();
+
+ current = new Rectangle2D.Double(
+ x - SIDELENGTH / 2,
+ y - SIDELENGTH / 2,
+ SIDELENGTH,
+ SIDELENGTH);
+ squares.add(current);
+ repaint();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Removes a square from the collection.
+ @param s the square to remove
+ */
+ public void remove(Rectangle2D s)
+ {
+ if (s == null) return;
+ if (s == current) current = null;
+ squares.remove(s);
+ repaint();
+ }
+
+
+ private static final int SIDELENGTH = 10;
+ private ArrayList squares;
+ private Rectangle2D current;
+ // the square containing the mouse cursor
+
+ private class MouseHandler extends MouseAdapter
+ {
+ public void mousePressed(MouseEvent event)
+ {
+ // add a new square if the cursor isn't inside a square
+ current = find(event.getPoint());
+ if (current == null)
+ add(event.getPoint());
+ }
+
+ public void mouseClicked(MouseEvent event)
+ {
+ // remove the current square if double clicked
+ current = find(event.getPoint());
+ if (current != null && event.getClickCount() >= 2)
+ remove(current);
+ }
+ }
+
+ private class MouseMotionHandler
+ implements MouseMotionListener
+ {
+ public void mouseMoved(MouseEvent event)
+ {
+ // set the mouse cursor to cross hairs if it is inside
+ // a rectangle
+
+ if (find(event.getPoint()) == null)
+ setCursor(Cursor.getDefaultCursor());
+ else
+ setCursor(Cursor.getPredefinedCursor(Cursor.CROSSHAIR_CURSOR));
+ }
+
+ public void mouseDragged(MouseEvent event)
+ {
+ if (current != null)
+ {
+ int x = event.getX();
+ int y = event.getY();
+
+ // drag the current rectangle to center it at (x, y)
+ current.setFrame(
+ x - SIDELENGTH / 2,
+ y - SIDELENGTH / 2,
+ SIDELENGTH,
+ SIDELENGTH);
+ repaint();
+ }
+ }
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/MulticastTest/MulticastTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/MulticastTest/MulticastTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..0cc0efe
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/MulticastTest/MulticastTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,101 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.41 2004-05-04
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+public class MulticastTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ MulticastFrame frame = new MulticastFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with buttons to make and close secondary frames
+*/
+class MulticastFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public MulticastFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("MulticastTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // add panel to frame
+
+ MulticastPanel panel = new MulticastPanel();
+ add(panel);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+}
+
+/**
+ A panel with buttons to create and close sample frames.
+*/
+class MulticastPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public MulticastPanel()
+ {
+ // add "New" button
+
+ JButton newButton = new JButton("New");
+ add(newButton);
+ final JButton closeAllButton = new JButton("Close all");
+ add(closeAllButton);
+
+ ActionListener newListener = new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ BlankFrame frame = new BlankFrame(closeAllButton);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+ };
+
+ newButton.addActionListener(newListener);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A blank frame that can be closed by clicking a button.
+*/
+class BlankFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a blank frame
+ @param closeButton the button to close this frame
+ */
+ public BlankFrame(final JButton closeButton)
+ {
+ counter++;
+ setTitle("Frame " + counter);
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+ setLocation(SPACING * counter, SPACING * counter);
+
+ closeListener = new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ closeButton.removeActionListener(closeListener);
+ dispose();
+ }
+ };
+ closeButton.addActionListener(closeListener);
+ }
+
+ private ActionListener closeListener;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 200;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 150;
+ public static final int SPACING = 40;
+ private static int counter = 0;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/PlafTest/PlafTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/PlafTest/PlafTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..fcdaed4
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/PlafTest/PlafTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,81 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.31 2004-05-04
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+public class PlafTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ PlafFrame frame = new PlafFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with a button panel for changing look and feel
+*/
+class PlafFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public PlafFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("PlafTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // add panel to frame
+
+ PlafPanel panel = new PlafPanel();
+ add(panel);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+}
+
+/**
+ A panel with buttons to change the pluggable look and feel
+*/
+class PlafPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public PlafPanel()
+ {
+ UIManager.LookAndFeelInfo[] infos = UIManager.getInstalledLookAndFeels();
+ for (UIManager.LookAndFeelInfo info : infos)
+ makeButton(info.getName(), info.getClassName());
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Makes a button to change the pluggable look and feel.
+ @param name the button name
+ @param plafName the name of the look and feel class
+ */
+ void makeButton(String name, final String plafName)
+ {
+ // add button to panel
+
+ JButton button = new JButton(name);
+ add(button);
+
+ // set button action
+
+ button.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ // button action: switch to the new look and feel
+ try
+ {
+ UIManager.setLookAndFeel(plafName);
+ SwingUtilities.updateComponentTreeUI(PlafPanel.this);
+ }
+ catch(Exception e) { e.printStackTrace(); }
+ }
+ });
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/Sketch/Sketch.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/Sketch/Sketch.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..157c385
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch8/Sketch/Sketch.java
@@ -0,0 +1,135 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.31 2004-05-04
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+public class Sketch
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ SketchFrame frame = new SketchFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with a panel for sketching a figure
+*/
+class SketchFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public SketchFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("Sketch");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // add panel to frame
+
+ SketchPanel panel = new SketchPanel();
+ add(panel);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+}
+
+/**
+ A panel for sketching with the keyboard.
+*/
+class SketchPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public SketchPanel()
+ {
+ last = new Point2D.Double(100, 100);
+ lines = new ArrayList();
+ KeyHandler listener = new KeyHandler();
+ addKeyListener(listener);
+ setFocusable(true);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Add a new line segment to the sketch.
+ @param dx the movement in x direction
+ @param dy the movement in y direction
+ */
+ public void add(int dx, int dy)
+ {
+ // compute new end point
+ Point2D end = new Point2D.Double(last.getX() + dx, last.getY() + dy);
+
+ // add line segment
+ Line2D line = new Line2D.Double(last, end);
+ lines.add(line);
+ repaint();
+
+ // remember new end point
+ last = end;
+ }
+
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+
+ // draw all lines
+ for (Line2D l : lines)
+ g2.draw(l);
+ }
+
+ private Point2D last;
+ private ArrayList lines;
+
+ private static final int SMALL_INCREMENT = 1;
+ private static final int LARGE_INCREMENT = 5;
+
+ private class KeyHandler implements KeyListener
+ {
+ public void keyPressed(KeyEvent event)
+ {
+ int keyCode = event.getKeyCode();
+
+ // set distance
+ int d;
+ if (event.isShiftDown())
+ d = LARGE_INCREMENT;
+ else
+ d = SMALL_INCREMENT;
+
+ // add line segment
+ if (keyCode == KeyEvent.VK_LEFT) add(-d, 0);
+ else if (keyCode == KeyEvent.VK_RIGHT) add(d, 0);
+ else if (keyCode == KeyEvent.VK_UP) add(0, -d);
+ else if (keyCode == KeyEvent.VK_DOWN) add(0, d);
+ }
+
+ public void keyReleased(KeyEvent event) {}
+
+ public void keyTyped(KeyEvent event)
+ {
+ char keyChar = event.getKeyChar();
+
+ // set distance
+ int d;
+ if (Character.isUpperCase(keyChar))
+ {
+ d = LARGE_INCREMENT;
+ keyChar = Character.toLowerCase(keyChar);
+ }
+ else
+ d = SMALL_INCREMENT;
+
+ // add line segment
+ if (keyChar == 'h') add(-d, 0);
+ else if (keyChar == 'l') add(d, 0);
+ else if (keyChar == 'k') add(0, -d);
+ else if (keyChar == 'j') add(0, d);
+ }
+ }
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/BorderTest/BorderTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/BorderTest/BorderTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..d70a091
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/BorderTest/BorderTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,72 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.32 2004-05-05
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.border.*;
+
+public class BorderTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ BorderFrame frame = new BorderFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with radio buttons to pick a border style.
+*/
+class BorderFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public BorderFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("BorderTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ demoPanel = new JPanel();
+ buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+ group = new ButtonGroup();
+
+ addRadioButton("Lowered bevel", BorderFactory.createLoweredBevelBorder());
+ addRadioButton("Raised bevel", BorderFactory.createRaisedBevelBorder());
+ addRadioButton("Etched", BorderFactory.createEtchedBorder());
+ addRadioButton("Line", BorderFactory.createLineBorder(Color.BLUE));
+ addRadioButton("Matte", BorderFactory.createMatteBorder(10, 10, 10, 10, Color.BLUE));
+ addRadioButton("Empty", BorderFactory.createEmptyBorder());
+
+ Border etched = BorderFactory.createEtchedBorder();
+ Border titled = BorderFactory.createTitledBorder(etched, "Border types");
+ buttonPanel.setBorder(titled);
+
+ setLayout(new GridLayout(2, 1));
+ add(buttonPanel);
+ add(demoPanel);
+ }
+
+ public void addRadioButton(String buttonName, final Border b)
+ {
+ JRadioButton button = new JRadioButton(buttonName);
+ button.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ demoPanel.setBorder(b);
+ }
+ });
+ group.add(button);
+ buttonPanel.add(button);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 600;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+
+ private JPanel demoPanel;
+ private JPanel buttonPanel;
+ private ButtonGroup group;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/BoxLayoutTest/BoxLayoutTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/BoxLayoutTest/BoxLayoutTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..fc0704d
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/BoxLayoutTest/BoxLayoutTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,81 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.32 2004-05-06
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+public class BoxLayoutTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ BoxLayoutFrame frame = new BoxLayoutFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame that uses box layouts to organize various components.
+*/
+class BoxLayoutFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public BoxLayoutFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("BoxLayoutTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // construct the top horizontal box
+
+ JLabel label1 = new JLabel("Name:");
+ JTextField textField1 = new JTextField(10);
+ textField1.setMaximumSize(textField1.getPreferredSize());
+
+ Box hbox1 = Box.createHorizontalBox();
+ hbox1.add(label1);
+ // separate with a 10-pixel strut
+ hbox1.add(Box.createHorizontalStrut(10));
+ hbox1.add(textField1);
+
+ // construct the middle horizontal box
+
+ JLabel label2 = new JLabel("Password:");
+ JTextField textField2 = new JTextField(10);
+ textField2.setMaximumSize(textField2.getPreferredSize());
+
+
+ Box hbox2 = Box.createHorizontalBox();
+ hbox2.add(label2);
+ // separate with a 10-pixel strut
+ hbox2.add(Box.createHorizontalStrut(10));
+ hbox2.add(textField2);
+
+ // construct the bottom horizontal box
+
+ JButton button1 = new JButton("Ok");
+ JButton button2 = new JButton("Cancel");
+
+ Box hbox3 = Box.createHorizontalBox();
+ hbox3.add(button1);
+ // use "glue" to push the two buttons apart
+ hbox3.add(Box.createGlue());
+ hbox3.add(button2);
+
+ // add the three horizontal boxes inside a vertical box
+
+ Box vbox = Box.createVerticalBox();
+ vbox.add(hbox1);
+ vbox.add(hbox2);
+ vbox.add(Box.createGlue());
+ vbox.add(hbox3);
+
+ add(vbox, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 200;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+}
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/Calculator/Calculator.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/Calculator/Calculator.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..20c0cc2
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/Calculator/Calculator.java
@@ -0,0 +1,164 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.32 2004-05-05
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+public class Calculator
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ CalculatorFrame frame = new CalculatorFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with a calculator panel.
+*/
+class CalculatorFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public CalculatorFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("Calculator");
+ CalculatorPanel panel = new CalculatorPanel();
+ add(panel);
+ pack();
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A panel with calculator buttons and a result display.
+*/
+class CalculatorPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public CalculatorPanel()
+ {
+ setLayout(new BorderLayout());
+
+ result = 0;
+ lastCommand = "=";
+ start = true;
+
+ // add the display
+
+ display = new JButton("0");
+ display.setEnabled(false);
+ add(display, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+
+ ActionListener insert = new InsertAction();
+ ActionListener command = new CommandAction();
+
+ // add the buttons in a 4 x 4 grid
+
+ panel = new JPanel();
+ panel.setLayout(new GridLayout(4, 4));
+
+ addButton("7", insert);
+ addButton("8", insert);
+ addButton("9", insert);
+ addButton("/", command);
+
+ addButton("4", insert);
+ addButton("5", insert);
+ addButton("6", insert);
+ addButton("*", command);
+
+ addButton("1", insert);
+ addButton("2", insert);
+ addButton("3", insert);
+ addButton("-", command);
+
+ addButton("0", insert);
+ addButton(".", insert);
+ addButton("=", command);
+ addButton("+", command);
+
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Adds a button to the center panel.
+ @param label the button label
+ @param listener the button listener
+ */
+ private void addButton(String label, ActionListener listener)
+ {
+ JButton button = new JButton(label);
+ button.addActionListener(listener);
+ panel.add(button);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ This action inserts the button action string to the
+ end of the display text.
+ */
+ private class InsertAction implements ActionListener
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ String input = event.getActionCommand();
+ if (start)
+ {
+ display.setText("");
+ start = false;
+ }
+ display.setText(display.getText() + input);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ This action executes the command that the button
+ action string denotes.
+ */
+ private class CommandAction implements ActionListener
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ String command = event.getActionCommand();
+
+ if (start)
+ {
+ if (command.equals("-"))
+ {
+ display.setText(command);
+ start = false;
+ }
+ else
+ lastCommand = command;
+ }
+ else
+ {
+ calculate(Double.parseDouble(display.getText()));
+ lastCommand = command;
+ start = true;
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Carries out the pending calculation.
+ @param x the value to be accumulated with the prior result.
+ */
+ public void calculate(double x)
+ {
+ if (lastCommand.equals("+")) result += x;
+ else if (lastCommand.equals("-")) result -= x;
+ else if (lastCommand.equals("*")) result *= x;
+ else if (lastCommand.equals("/")) result /= x;
+ else if (lastCommand.equals("=")) result = x;
+ display.setText("" + result);
+ }
+
+ private JButton display;
+ private JPanel panel;
+ private double result;
+ private String lastCommand;
+ private boolean start;
+}
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/CheckBoxTest/CheckBoxTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/CheckBoxTest/CheckBoxTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..4391e7f
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/CheckBoxTest/CheckBoxTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,76 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.32 2004-05-05
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+public class CheckBoxTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ CheckBoxFrame frame = new CheckBoxFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with a sample text label and check boxes for
+ selecting font attributes.
+*/
+class CheckBoxFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public CheckBoxFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("CheckBoxTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // add the sample text label
+
+ label = new JLabel("The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.");
+ label.setFont(new Font("Serif", Font.PLAIN, FONTSIZE));
+ add(label, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ // this listener sets the font attribute of
+ // the label to the check box state
+
+ ActionListener listener = new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ int mode = 0;
+ if (bold.isSelected()) mode += Font.BOLD;
+ if (italic.isSelected()) mode += Font.ITALIC;
+ label.setFont(new Font("Serif", mode, FONTSIZE));
+ }
+ };
+
+ // add the check boxes
+
+ JPanel buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+
+ bold = new JCheckBox("Bold");
+ bold.addActionListener(listener);
+ buttonPanel.add(bold);
+
+ italic = new JCheckBox("Italic");
+ italic.addActionListener(listener);
+ buttonPanel.add(italic);
+
+ add(buttonPanel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+
+ private JLabel label;
+ private JCheckBox bold;
+ private JCheckBox italic;
+
+ private static final int FONTSIZE = 12;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/CircleLayoutTest/CircleLayoutTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/CircleLayoutTest/CircleLayoutTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..1491287
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/CircleLayoutTest/CircleLayoutTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,151 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.31 2004-05-06
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+public class CircleLayoutTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ CircleLayoutFrame frame = new CircleLayoutFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.pack();
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame that shows buttons arranged along a circle.
+*/
+class CircleLayoutFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public CircleLayoutFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("CircleLayoutTest");
+
+ setLayout(new CircleLayout());
+ add(new JButton("Yellow"));
+ add(new JButton("Blue"));
+ add(new JButton("Red"));
+ add(new JButton("Green"));
+ add(new JButton("Orange"));
+ add(new JButton("Fuchsia"));
+ add(new JButton("Indigo"));
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A layout manager that lays out components along a circle.
+*/
+class CircleLayout implements LayoutManager
+{
+ public void addLayoutComponent(String name, Component comp)
+ {}
+
+ public void removeLayoutComponent(Component comp)
+ {}
+
+ public void setSizes(Container parent)
+ {
+ if (sizesSet) return;
+ int n = parent.getComponentCount();
+
+ preferredWidth = 0;
+ preferredHeight = 0;
+ minWidth = 0;
+ minHeight = 0;
+ maxComponentWidth = 0;
+ maxComponentHeight = 0;
+
+ // compute the maximum component widths and heights
+ // and set the preferred size to the sum of the component sizes.
+ for (int i = 0; i < n; i++)
+ {
+ Component c = parent.getComponent(i);
+ if (c.isVisible())
+ {
+ Dimension d = c.getPreferredSize();
+ maxComponentWidth = Math.max(maxComponentWidth, d.width);
+ maxComponentHeight = Math.max(maxComponentHeight, d.height);
+ preferredWidth += d.width;
+ preferredHeight += d.height;
+ }
+ }
+ minWidth = preferredWidth / 2;
+ minHeight = preferredHeight / 2;
+ sizesSet = true;
+ }
+
+ public Dimension preferredLayoutSize(Container parent)
+ {
+ setSizes(parent);
+ Insets insets = parent.getInsets();
+ int width = preferredWidth + insets.left + insets.right;
+ int height = preferredHeight + insets.top + insets.bottom;
+ return new Dimension(width, height);
+ }
+
+ public Dimension minimumLayoutSize(Container parent)
+ {
+ setSizes(parent);
+ Insets insets = parent.getInsets();
+ int width = minWidth + insets.left + insets.right;
+ int height = minHeight + insets.top + insets.bottom;
+ return new Dimension(width, height);
+ }
+
+ public void layoutContainer(Container parent)
+ {
+ setSizes(parent);
+
+ // compute center of the circle
+
+ Insets insets = parent.getInsets();
+ int containerWidth = parent.getSize().width - insets.left - insets.right;
+ int containerHeight = parent.getSize().height - insets.top - insets.bottom;
+
+ int xcenter = insets.left + containerWidth / 2;
+ int ycenter = insets.top + containerHeight / 2;
+
+ // compute radius of the circle
+
+ int xradius = (containerWidth - maxComponentWidth) / 2;
+ int yradius = (containerHeight - maxComponentHeight) / 2;
+ int radius = Math.min(xradius, yradius);
+
+ // lay out components along the circle
+
+ int n = parent.getComponentCount();
+ for (int i = 0; i < n; i++)
+ {
+ Component c = parent.getComponent(i);
+ if (c.isVisible())
+ {
+ double angle = 2 * Math.PI * i / n;
+
+ // center point of component
+ int x = xcenter + (int)(Math.cos(angle) * radius);
+ int y = ycenter + (int)(Math.sin(angle) * radius);
+
+ // move component so that its center is (x, y)
+ // and its size is its preferred size
+ Dimension d = c.getPreferredSize();
+ c.setBounds(x - d.width / 2, y - d.height / 2, d.width, d.height);
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ private int minWidth = 0;
+ private int minHeight = 0;
+ private int preferredWidth = 0;
+ private int preferredHeight = 0;
+ private boolean sizesSet = false;
+ private int maxComponentWidth = 0;
+ private int maxComponentHeight = 0;
+}
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/ColorChooserTest/ColorChooserTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/ColorChooserTest/ColorChooserTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..6f44d9e
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/ColorChooserTest/ColorChooserTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,149 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.02 2004-05-06
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+
+public class ColorChooserTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ ColorChooserFrame frame = new ColorChooserFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with a color chooser panel
+*/
+class ColorChooserFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public ColorChooserFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("ColorChooserTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // add color chooser panel to frame
+
+ ColorChooserPanel panel = new ColorChooserPanel();
+ add(panel);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+}
+
+/**
+ A panel with buttons to pop up three types of color choosers
+*/
+class ColorChooserPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public ColorChooserPanel()
+ {
+ JButton modalButton = new JButton("Modal");
+ modalButton.addActionListener(new ModalListener());
+ add(modalButton);
+
+ JButton modelessButton = new JButton("Modeless");
+ modelessButton.addActionListener(new ModelessListener());
+ add(modelessButton);
+
+ JButton immediateButton = new JButton("Immediate");
+ immediateButton.addActionListener(new ImmediateListener());
+ add(immediateButton);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ This listener pops up a modal color chooser
+ */
+ private class ModalListener implements ActionListener
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ Color defaultColor = getBackground();
+ Color selected = JColorChooser.showDialog(
+ ColorChooserPanel.this,
+ "Set background",
+ defaultColor);
+ if (selected != null) setBackground(selected);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ This listener pops up a modeless color chooser.
+ The panel color is changed when the user clicks the Ok
+ button.
+ */
+ private class ModelessListener implements ActionListener
+ {
+ public ModelessListener()
+ {
+ chooser = new JColorChooser();
+ dialog = JColorChooser.createDialog(
+ ColorChooserPanel.this,
+ "Background Color",
+ false /* not modal */,
+ chooser,
+ new ActionListener() // OK button listener
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ setBackground(chooser.getColor());
+ }
+ },
+ null /* no Cancel button listener */);
+ }
+
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ chooser.setColor(getBackground());
+ dialog.setVisible(true);
+ }
+
+ private JDialog dialog;
+ private JColorChooser chooser;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ This listener pops up a modeless color chooser.
+ The panel color is changed immediately when the
+ user picks a new color.
+ */
+ private class ImmediateListener implements ActionListener
+ {
+ public ImmediateListener()
+ {
+ chooser = new JColorChooser();
+ chooser.getSelectionModel().addChangeListener(new
+ ChangeListener()
+ {
+ public void stateChanged(ChangeEvent event)
+ {
+ setBackground(chooser.getColor());
+ }
+ });
+
+ dialog = new JDialog(
+ (Frame) null,
+ false /* not modal */);
+ dialog.add(chooser);
+ dialog.pack();
+ }
+
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ chooser.setColor(getBackground());
+ dialog.setVisible(true);
+ }
+
+ private JDialog dialog;
+ private JColorChooser chooser;
+ }
+}
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/ComboBoxTest/ComboBoxTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/ComboBoxTest/ComboBoxTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..d9818fc
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/ComboBoxTest/ComboBoxTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,74 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.32 2004-05-05
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+public class ComboBoxTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ ComboBoxFrame frame = new ComboBoxFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with a sample text label and a combo box for
+ selecting font faces.
+*/
+class ComboBoxFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public ComboBoxFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("ComboBoxTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // add the sample text label
+
+ label = new JLabel("The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.");
+ label.setFont(new Font("Serif", Font.PLAIN, DEFAULT_SIZE));
+ add(label, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ // make a combo box and add face names
+
+ faceCombo = new JComboBox();
+ faceCombo.setEditable(true);
+ faceCombo.addItem("Serif");
+ faceCombo.addItem("SansSerif");
+ faceCombo.addItem("Monospaced");
+ faceCombo.addItem("Dialog");
+ faceCombo.addItem("DialogInput");
+
+ // the combo box listener changes the label font to the selected face name
+
+ faceCombo.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ label.setFont(new Font(
+ (String) faceCombo.getSelectedItem(),
+ Font.PLAIN,
+ DEFAULT_SIZE));
+ }
+ });
+
+ // add combo box to a panel at the frame's southern border
+
+ JPanel comboPanel = new JPanel();
+ comboPanel.add(faceCombo);
+ add(comboPanel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+
+ private JComboBox faceCombo;
+ private JLabel label;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_SIZE = 12;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/DataExchangeTest/DataExchangeTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/DataExchangeTest/DataExchangeTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..807155b
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/DataExchangeTest/DataExchangeTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,227 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.32 2004-05-05
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+public class DataExchangeTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ DataExchangeFrame frame = new DataExchangeFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with a menu whose File->Connect action shows a
+ password dialog.
+*/
+class DataExchangeFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public DataExchangeFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("DataExchangeTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // construct a File menu
+
+ JMenuBar mbar = new JMenuBar();
+ setJMenuBar(mbar);
+ JMenu fileMenu = new JMenu("File");
+ mbar.add(fileMenu);
+
+ // add Connect and Exit menu items
+
+ JMenuItem connectItem = new JMenuItem("Connect");
+ connectItem.addActionListener(new ConnectAction());
+ fileMenu.add(connectItem);
+
+ // The Exit item exits the program
+
+ JMenuItem exitItem = new JMenuItem("Exit");
+ exitItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ System.exit(0);
+ }
+ });
+ fileMenu.add(exitItem);
+
+ textArea = new JTextArea();
+ add(new JScrollPane(textArea), BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+
+ private PasswordChooser dialog = null;
+ private JTextArea textArea;
+
+ /**
+ The Connect action pops up the password dialog.
+ */
+
+ private class ConnectAction implements ActionListener
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ // if first time, construct dialog
+
+ if (dialog == null)
+ dialog = new PasswordChooser();
+
+ // set default values
+ dialog.setUser(new User("yourname", null));
+
+ // pop up dialog
+ if (dialog.showDialog(DataExchangeFrame.this, "Connect"))
+ {
+ // if accepted, retrieve user input
+ User u = dialog.getUser();
+ textArea.append(
+ "user name = " + u.getName()
+ + ", password = " + (new String(u.getPassword()))
+ + "\n");
+ }
+ }
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A password chooser that is shown inside a dialog
+*/
+class PasswordChooser extends JPanel
+{
+ public PasswordChooser()
+ {
+ setLayout(new BorderLayout());
+
+ // construct a panel with user name and password fields
+
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+ panel.setLayout(new GridLayout(2, 2));
+ panel.add(new JLabel("User name:"));
+ panel.add(username = new JTextField(""));
+ panel.add(new JLabel("Password:"));
+ panel.add(password = new JPasswordField(""));
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ // create Ok and Cancel buttons that terminate the dialog
+
+ okButton = new JButton("Ok");
+ okButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ ok = true;
+ dialog.setVisible(false);
+ }
+ });
+
+ JButton cancelButton = new JButton("Cancel");
+ cancelButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ dialog.setVisible(false);
+ }
+ });
+
+ // add buttons to southern border
+
+ JPanel buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+ buttonPanel.add(okButton);
+ buttonPanel.add(cancelButton);
+ add(buttonPanel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the dialog defaults.
+ @param u the default user information
+ */
+ public void setUser(User u)
+ {
+ username.setText(u.getName());
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the dialog entries.
+ @return a User object whose state represents
+ the dialog entries
+ */
+ public User getUser()
+ {
+ return new User(username.getText(), password.getPassword());
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Show the chooser panel in a dialog
+ @param parent a component in the owner frame or null
+ @param title the dialog window title
+ */
+ public boolean showDialog(Component parent, String title)
+ {
+ ok = false;
+
+ // locate the owner frame
+
+ Frame owner = null;
+ if (parent instanceof Frame)
+ owner = (Frame) parent;
+ else
+ owner = (Frame) SwingUtilities.getAncestorOfClass(Frame.class, parent);
+
+ // if first time, or if owner has changed, make new dialog
+
+ if (dialog == null || dialog.getOwner() != owner)
+ {
+ dialog = new JDialog(owner, true);
+ dialog.add(this);
+ dialog.getRootPane().setDefaultButton(okButton);
+ dialog.pack();
+ }
+
+ // set title and show dialog
+
+ dialog.setTitle(title);
+ dialog.setVisible(true);
+ return ok;
+ }
+
+ private JTextField username;
+ private JPasswordField password;
+ private JButton okButton;
+ private boolean ok;
+ private JDialog dialog;
+}
+
+/**
+ A user has a name and password. For security reasons, the
+ password is stored as a char[], not a String.
+*/
+class User
+{
+ public User(String aName, char[] aPassword)
+ {
+ name = aName;
+ password = aPassword;
+ }
+
+ public String getName() { return name; }
+ public char[] getPassword() { return password; }
+
+ public void setName(String aName) { name = aName; }
+ public void setPassword(char[] aPassword) { password = aPassword; }
+
+ private String name;
+ private char[] password;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/DialogTest/DialogTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/DialogTest/DialogTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..90067c9
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/DialogTest/DialogTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,111 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.32 2004-05-05
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+public class DialogTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ DialogFrame frame = new DialogFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with a menu whose File->About action shows a dialog.
+*/
+class DialogFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public DialogFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("DialogTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // construct a File menu
+
+ JMenuBar menuBar = new JMenuBar();
+ setJMenuBar(menuBar);
+ JMenu fileMenu = new JMenu("File");
+ menuBar.add(fileMenu);
+
+ // add About and Exit menu items
+
+ // The About item shows the About dialog
+
+ JMenuItem aboutItem = new JMenuItem("About");
+ aboutItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ if (dialog == null) // first time
+ dialog = new AboutDialog(DialogFrame.this);
+ dialog.setVisible(true); // pop up dialog
+ }
+ });
+ fileMenu.add(aboutItem);
+
+ // The Exit item exits the program
+
+ JMenuItem exitItem = new JMenuItem("Exit");
+ exitItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ System.exit(0);
+ }
+ });
+ fileMenu.add(exitItem);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+
+ private AboutDialog dialog;
+}
+
+/**
+ A sample modal dialog that displays a message and
+ waits for the user to click the Ok button.
+*/
+class AboutDialog extends JDialog
+{
+ public AboutDialog(JFrame owner)
+ {
+ super(owner, "About DialogTest", true);
+
+ // add HTML label to center
+
+ add(new JLabel(
+ "Core Java extensions = new ArrayList();
+}
+
+/**
+ A file view that displays an icon for all files that match
+ a file filter.
+*/
+class FileIconView extends FileView
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a FileIconView.
+ @param aFilter a file filter--all files that this filter
+ accepts will be shown with the icon.
+ @param anIcon--the icon shown with all accepted files.
+ */
+ public FileIconView(FileFilter aFilter, Icon anIcon)
+ {
+ filter = aFilter;
+ icon = anIcon;
+ }
+
+ public Icon getIcon(File f)
+ {
+ if (!f.isDirectory() && filter.accept(f))
+ return icon;
+ else return null;
+ }
+
+ private FileFilter filter;
+ private Icon icon;
+}
+
+/**
+ A file chooser accessory that previews images.
+*/
+class ImagePreviewer extends JLabel
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs an ImagePreviewer.
+ @param chooser the file chooser whose property changes
+ trigger an image change in this previewer
+ */
+ public ImagePreviewer(JFileChooser chooser)
+ {
+ setPreferredSize(new Dimension(100, 100));
+ setBorder(BorderFactory.createEtchedBorder());
+
+ chooser.addPropertyChangeListener(new
+ PropertyChangeListener()
+ {
+ public void propertyChange(PropertyChangeEvent
+ event)
+ {
+ if (event.getPropertyName() ==
+ JFileChooser.SELECTED_FILE_CHANGED_PROPERTY)
+ {
+ // the user has selected a new file
+ File f = (File) event.getNewValue();
+ if (f == null) { setIcon(null); return; }
+
+ // read the image into an icon
+ ImageIcon icon = new ImageIcon(f.getPath());
+
+ // if the icon is too large to fit, scale it
+ if(icon.getIconWidth() > getWidth())
+ icon = new ImageIcon(icon.getImage().getScaledInstance(
+ getWidth(), -1, Image.SCALE_DEFAULT));
+
+ setIcon(icon);
+ }
+ }
+ });
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/FileChooserTest/palette.gif b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/FileChooserTest/palette.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..a1f0347
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/FileChooserTest/palette.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/FontDialog/FontDialog.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/FontDialog/FontDialog.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..fce3894
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/FontDialog/FontDialog.java
@@ -0,0 +1,107 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.32 2004-05-06
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+
+public class FontDialog
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ FontDialogFrame frame = new FontDialogFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame that uses a grid bag layout to arrange font
+ selection components.
+*/
+class FontDialogFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public FontDialogFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("FontDialog");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ GridBagLayout layout = new GridBagLayout();
+ setLayout(layout);
+
+ ActionListener listener = new FontAction();
+
+ // construct components
+
+ JLabel faceLabel = new JLabel("Face: ");
+
+ face = new JComboBox(new String[]
+ {
+ "Serif", "SansSerif", "Monospaced",
+ "Dialog", "DialogInput"
+ });
+
+ face.addActionListener(listener);
+
+ JLabel sizeLabel = new JLabel("Size: ");
+
+ size = new JComboBox(new String[]
+ {
+ "8", "10", "12", "15", "18", "24", "36", "48"
+ });
+
+ size.addActionListener(listener);
+
+ bold = new JCheckBox("Bold");
+ bold.addActionListener(listener);
+
+ italic = new JCheckBox("Italic");
+ italic.addActionListener(listener);
+
+ sample = new JTextArea();
+ sample.setText("The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog");
+ sample.setEditable(false);
+ sample.setLineWrap(true);
+ sample.setBorder(BorderFactory.createEtchedBorder());
+
+ // add components to grid, using GBC convenience class
+
+ add(faceLabel, new GBC(0, 0).setAnchor(GBC.EAST));
+ add(face, new GBC(1, 0).setFill(GBC.HORIZONTAL).setWeight(100, 0).setInsets(1));
+ add(sizeLabel, new GBC(0, 1).setAnchor(GBC.EAST));
+ add(size, new GBC(1, 1).setFill(GBC.HORIZONTAL).setWeight(100, 0).setInsets(1));
+ add(bold, new GBC(0, 2, 2, 1).setAnchor(GBC.CENTER).setWeight(100, 100));
+ add(italic, new GBC(0, 3, 2, 1).setAnchor(GBC.CENTER).setWeight(100, 100));
+ add(sample, new GBC(2, 0, 1, 4).setFill(GBC.BOTH).setWeight(100, 100));
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+
+ private JComboBox face;
+ private JComboBox size;
+ private JCheckBox bold;
+ private JCheckBox italic;
+ private JTextArea sample;
+
+ /**
+ An action listener that changes the font of the
+ sample text.
+ */
+ private class FontAction implements ActionListener
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ String fontFace = (String) face.getSelectedItem();
+ int fontStyle = (bold.isSelected() ? Font.BOLD : 0)
+ + (italic.isSelected() ? Font.ITALIC : 0);
+ int fontSize = Integer.parseInt((String) size.getSelectedItem());
+ Font font = new Font(fontFace, fontStyle, fontSize);
+ sample.setFont(font);
+ sample.repaint();
+ }
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/FontDialog/GBC.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/FontDialog/GBC.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9a11eac
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/FontDialog/GBC.java
@@ -0,0 +1,129 @@
+/*
+GBC - A convenience class to tame the GridBagLayout
+
+Copyright (C) 2002 Cay S. Horstmann (http://horstmann.com)
+
+This program is free software; you can redistribute it and/or modify
+it under the terms of the GNU General Public License as published by
+the Free Software Foundation; either version 2 of the License, or
+(at your option) any later version.
+
+This program is distributed in the hope that it will be useful,
+but WITHOUT ANY WARRANTY; without even the implied warranty of
+MERCHANTABILITY or FITNESS FOR A PARTICULAR PURPOSE. See the
+GNU General Public License for more details.
+
+You should have received a copy of the GNU General Public License
+along with this program; if not, write to the Free Software
+Foundation, Inc., 59 Temple Place, Suite 330, Boston, MA 02111-1307 USA
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+
+/**
+ This class simplifies the use of the GridBagConstraints
+ class.
+*/
+public class GBC extends GridBagConstraints
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a GBC with a given gridx and gridy position and
+ all other grid bag constraint values set to the default.
+ @param gridx the gridx position
+ @param gridy the gridy position
+ */
+ public GBC(int gridx, int gridy)
+ {
+ this.gridx = gridx;
+ this.gridy = gridy;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Constructs a GBC with given gridx, gridy, gridwidth, gridheight
+ and all other grid bag constraint values set to the default.
+ @param gridx the gridx position
+ @param gridy the gridy position
+ @param gridwidth the cell span in x-direction
+ @param gridheight the cell span in y-direction
+ */
+ public GBC(int gridx, int gridy, int gridwidth, int gridheight)
+ {
+ this.gridx = gridx;
+ this.gridy = gridy;
+ this.gridwidth = gridwidth;
+ this.gridheight = gridheight;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the anchor.
+ @param anchor the anchor value
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setAnchor(int anchor)
+ {
+ this.anchor = anchor;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the fill direction.
+ @param fill the fill direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setFill(int fill)
+ {
+ this.fill = fill;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the cell weights.
+ @param weightx the cell weight in x-direction
+ @param weighty the cell weight in y-direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setWeight(double weightx, double weighty)
+ {
+ this.weightx = weightx;
+ this.weighty = weighty;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the insets of this cell.
+ @param distance the spacing to use in all directions
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setInsets(int distance)
+ {
+ this.insets = new Insets(distance, distance, distance, distance);
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the insets of this cell.
+ @param top the spacing to use on top
+ @param left the spacing to use to the left
+ @param bottom the spacing to use on the bottom
+ @param right the spacing to use to the right
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setInsets(int top, int left, int bottom, int right)
+ {
+ this.insets = new Insets(top, left, bottom, right);
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the internal padding
+ @param ipadx the internal padding in x-direction
+ @param ipady the internal padding in y-direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setIpad(int ipadx, int ipady)
+ {
+ this.ipadx = ipadx;
+ this.ipady = ipady;
+ return this;
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/FormatTest/FormatTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/FormatTest/FormatTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..4fb16ae
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/FormatTest/FormatTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,275 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.01 2004-05-05
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.lang.reflect.*;
+import java.net.*;
+import java.text.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.text.*;
+
+/**
+ A program to test formatted text fields
+*/
+public class FormatTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ FormatTestFrame frame = new FormatTestFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with a collection of formatted text fields and
+ a button that displays the field values.
+*/
+class FormatTestFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public FormatTestFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("FormatTest");
+ setSize(WIDTH, HEIGHT);
+
+ JPanel buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+ okButton = new JButton("Ok");
+ buttonPanel.add(okButton);
+ add(buttonPanel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+
+ mainPanel = new JPanel();
+ mainPanel.setLayout(new GridLayout(0, 3));
+ add(mainPanel, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ JFormattedTextField intField = new JFormattedTextField(NumberFormat.getIntegerInstance());
+ intField.setValue(new Integer(100));
+ addRow("Number:", intField);
+
+ JFormattedTextField intField2 = new JFormattedTextField(NumberFormat.getIntegerInstance());
+ intField2.setValue(new Integer(100));
+ intField2.setFocusLostBehavior(JFormattedTextField.COMMIT);
+ addRow("Number (Commit behavior):", intField2);
+
+ JFormattedTextField intField3
+ = new JFormattedTextField(new
+ InternationalFormatter(NumberFormat.getIntegerInstance())
+ {
+ protected DocumentFilter getDocumentFilter()
+ {
+ return filter;
+ }
+ private DocumentFilter filter = new IntFilter();
+ });
+ intField3.setValue(new Integer(100));
+ addRow("Filtered Number", intField3);
+
+ JFormattedTextField intField4 = new JFormattedTextField(NumberFormat.getIntegerInstance());
+ intField4.setValue(new Integer(100));
+ intField4.setInputVerifier(new FormattedTextFieldVerifier());
+ addRow("Verified Number:", intField4);
+
+ JFormattedTextField currencyField
+ = new JFormattedTextField(NumberFormat.getCurrencyInstance());
+ currencyField.setValue(new Double(10));
+ addRow("Currency:", currencyField);
+
+ JFormattedTextField dateField = new JFormattedTextField(DateFormat.getDateInstance());
+ dateField.setValue(new Date());
+ addRow("Date (default):", dateField);
+
+ DateFormat format = DateFormat.getDateInstance(DateFormat.SHORT);
+ format.setLenient(false);
+ JFormattedTextField dateField2 = new JFormattedTextField(format);
+ dateField2.setValue(new Date());
+ addRow("Date (short, not lenient):", dateField2);
+
+ try
+ {
+ DefaultFormatter formatter = new DefaultFormatter();
+ formatter.setOverwriteMode(false);
+ JFormattedTextField urlField = new JFormattedTextField(formatter);
+ urlField.setValue(new URL("http://java.sun.com"));
+ addRow("URL:", urlField);
+ }
+ catch (MalformedURLException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+
+ try
+ {
+ MaskFormatter formatter = new MaskFormatter("###-##-####");
+ formatter.setPlaceholderCharacter('0');
+ JFormattedTextField ssnField = new JFormattedTextField(formatter);
+ ssnField.setValue("078-05-1120");
+ addRow("SSN Mask:", ssnField);
+ }
+ catch (ParseException exception)
+ {
+ exception.printStackTrace();
+ }
+
+ JFormattedTextField ipField = new JFormattedTextField(new IPAddressFormatter());
+ ipField.setValue(new byte[] { (byte) 130, 65, 86, 66 });
+ addRow("IP Address:", ipField);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Adds a row to the main panel.
+ @param labelText the label of the field
+ @param field the sample field
+ */
+ public void addRow(String labelText, final JFormattedTextField field)
+ {
+ mainPanel.add(new JLabel(labelText));
+ mainPanel.add(field);
+ final JLabel valueLabel = new JLabel();
+ mainPanel.add(valueLabel);
+ okButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ Object value = field.getValue();
+ if (value.getClass().isArray())
+ {
+ StringBuilder builder = new StringBuilder();
+ builder.append('{');
+ for (int i = 0; i < Array.getLength(value); i++)
+ {
+ if (i > 0) builder.append(',');
+ builder.append(Array.get(value, i).toString());
+ }
+ builder.append('}');
+ valueLabel.setText(builder.toString());
+ }
+ else
+ valueLabel.setText(value.toString());
+ }
+ });
+ }
+
+ public static final int WIDTH = 500;
+ public static final int HEIGHT = 250;
+
+ private JButton okButton;
+ private JPanel mainPanel;
+}
+
+/**
+ A filter that restricts input to digits and a '-' sign.
+*/
+class IntFilter extends DocumentFilter
+{
+ public void insertString(FilterBypass fb, int offset, String string, AttributeSet attr)
+ throws BadLocationException
+ {
+ StringBuilder builder = new StringBuilder(string);
+ for (int i = builder.length() - 1; i >= 0; i--)
+ {
+ int cp = builder.codePointAt(i);
+ if (!Character.isDigit(cp) && cp != '-')
+ {
+ builder.deleteCharAt(i);
+ if (Character.isSupplementaryCodePoint(cp))
+ {
+ i--;
+ builder.deleteCharAt(i);
+ }
+ }
+ }
+ super.insertString(fb, offset, builder.toString(), attr);
+ }
+
+ public void replace(FilterBypass fb, int offset, int length, String string, AttributeSet attr)
+ throws BadLocationException
+ {
+ if (string != null)
+ {
+ StringBuilder builder = new StringBuilder(string);
+ for (int i = builder.length() - 1; i >= 0; i--)
+ {
+ int cp = builder.codePointAt(i);
+ if (!Character.isDigit(cp) && cp != '-')
+ {
+ builder.deleteCharAt(i);
+ if (Character.isSupplementaryCodePoint(cp))
+ {
+ i--;
+ builder.deleteCharAt(i);
+ }
+ }
+ }
+ string = builder.toString();
+ }
+ super.replace(fb, offset, length, string, attr);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A verifier that checks whether the content of
+ a formatted text field is valid.
+*/
+class FormattedTextFieldVerifier extends InputVerifier
+{
+ public boolean verify(JComponent component)
+ {
+ JFormattedTextField field = (JFormattedTextField) component;
+ return field.isEditValid();
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A formatter for 4-byte IP addresses of the form a.b.c.d
+*/
+class IPAddressFormatter extends DefaultFormatter
+{
+ public String valueToString(Object value)
+ throws ParseException
+ {
+ if (!(value instanceof byte[]))
+ throw new ParseException("Not a byte[]", 0);
+ byte[] a = (byte[]) value;
+ if (a.length != 4)
+ throw new ParseException("Length != 4", 0);
+ StringBuilder builder = new StringBuilder();
+ for (int i = 0; i < 4; i++)
+ {
+ int b = a[i];
+ if (b < 0) b += 256;
+ builder.append(String.valueOf(b));
+ if (i < 3) builder.append('.');
+ }
+ return builder.toString();
+ }
+
+ public Object stringToValue(String text) throws ParseException
+ {
+ StringTokenizer tokenizer = new StringTokenizer(text, ".");
+ byte[] a = new byte[4];
+ for (int i = 0; i < 4; i++)
+ {
+ int b = 0;
+ if (!tokenizer.hasMoreTokens())
+ throw new ParseException("Too few bytes", 0);
+ try
+ {
+ b = Integer.parseInt(tokenizer.nextToken());
+ }
+ catch (NumberFormatException e)
+ {
+ throw new ParseException("Not an integer", 0);
+ }
+ if (b < 0 || b >= 256)
+ throw new ParseException("Byte out of range", 0);
+ a[i] = (byte) b;
+ }
+ if (tokenizer.hasMoreTokens())
+ throw new ParseException("Too many bytes", 0);
+ return a;
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/MenuTest/MenuTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/MenuTest/MenuTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..160d626
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/MenuTest/MenuTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,173 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.22 2004-05-05
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+
+public class MenuTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ MenuFrame frame = new MenuFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with a sample menu bar.
+*/
+class MenuFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public MenuFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("MenuTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ JMenu fileMenu = new JMenu("File");
+ JMenuItem newItem = fileMenu.add(new TestAction("New"));
+
+ // demonstrate accelerators
+
+ JMenuItem openItem = fileMenu.add(new TestAction("Open"));
+ openItem.setAccelerator(KeyStroke.getKeyStroke(KeyEvent.VK_O, InputEvent.CTRL_MASK));
+
+ fileMenu.addSeparator();
+
+ saveAction = new TestAction("Save");
+ JMenuItem saveItem = fileMenu.add(saveAction);
+ saveItem.setAccelerator(KeyStroke.getKeyStroke(KeyEvent.VK_S, InputEvent.CTRL_MASK));
+
+ saveAsAction = new TestAction("Save As");
+ JMenuItem saveAsItem = fileMenu.add(saveAsAction);
+ fileMenu.addSeparator();
+
+ fileMenu.add(new
+ AbstractAction("Exit")
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ System.exit(0);
+ }
+ });
+
+ // demonstrate check box and radio button menus
+
+ readonlyItem = new JCheckBoxMenuItem("Read-only");
+ readonlyItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ boolean saveOk = !readonlyItem.isSelected();
+ saveAction.setEnabled(saveOk);
+ saveAsAction.setEnabled(saveOk);
+ }
+ });
+
+ ButtonGroup group = new ButtonGroup();
+
+ JRadioButtonMenuItem insertItem = new JRadioButtonMenuItem("Insert");
+ insertItem.setSelected(true);
+ JRadioButtonMenuItem overtypeItem = new JRadioButtonMenuItem("Overtype");
+
+ group.add(insertItem);
+ group.add(overtypeItem);
+
+ // demonstrate icons
+
+ Action cutAction = new TestAction("Cut");
+ cutAction.putValue(Action.SMALL_ICON, new ImageIcon("cut.gif"));
+ Action copyAction = new TestAction("Copy");
+ copyAction.putValue(Action.SMALL_ICON, new ImageIcon("copy.gif"));
+ Action pasteAction = new TestAction("Paste");
+ pasteAction.putValue(Action.SMALL_ICON, new ImageIcon("paste.gif"));
+
+ JMenu editMenu = new JMenu("Edit");
+ editMenu.add(cutAction);
+ editMenu.add(copyAction);
+ editMenu.add(pasteAction);
+
+ // demonstrate nested menus
+
+ JMenu optionMenu = new JMenu("Options");
+
+ optionMenu.add(readonlyItem);
+ optionMenu.addSeparator();
+ optionMenu.add(insertItem);
+ optionMenu.add(overtypeItem);
+
+ editMenu.addSeparator();
+ editMenu.add(optionMenu);
+
+ // demonstrate mnemonics
+
+ JMenu helpMenu = new JMenu("Help");
+ helpMenu.setMnemonic('H');
+
+ JMenuItem indexItem = new JMenuItem("Index");
+ indexItem.setMnemonic('I');
+ helpMenu.add(indexItem);
+
+ // you can also add the mnemonic key to an action
+ Action aboutAction = new TestAction("About");
+ aboutAction.putValue(Action.MNEMONIC_KEY, new Integer('A'));
+ helpMenu.add(aboutAction);
+
+ // add all top-level menus to menu bar
+
+ JMenuBar menuBar = new JMenuBar();
+ setJMenuBar(menuBar);
+
+ menuBar.add(fileMenu);
+ menuBar.add(editMenu);
+ menuBar.add(helpMenu);
+
+ // demonstrate pop-ups
+
+ popup = new JPopupMenu();
+ popup.add(cutAction);
+ popup.add(copyAction);
+ popup.add(pasteAction);
+
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+ panel.setComponentPopupMenu(popup);
+ add(panel);
+
+ // the following line is a workaround for bug 4966109
+ panel.addMouseListener(new MouseAdapter() {});
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+
+ private Action saveAction;
+ private Action saveAsAction;
+ private JCheckBoxMenuItem readonlyItem;
+ private JPopupMenu popup;
+}
+
+/**
+ A sample action that prints the action name to System.out
+*/
+class TestAction extends AbstractAction
+{
+ public TestAction(String name) { super(name); }
+
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ System.out.println(getValue(Action.NAME) + " selected.");
+ }
+}
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/MenuTest/copy.gif b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/MenuTest/copy.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..0adba22
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/MenuTest/copy.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/MenuTest/cut.gif b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/MenuTest/cut.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..00e7f0d
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/MenuTest/cut.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/MenuTest/paste.gif b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/MenuTest/paste.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..80961b8
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/MenuTest/paste.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/OptionDialogTest/OptionDialogTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/OptionDialogTest/OptionDialogTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..4ab1387
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/OptionDialogTest/OptionDialogTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,316 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.32 2004-05-06
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.border.*;
+
+public class OptionDialogTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ OptionDialogFrame frame = new OptionDialogFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A panel with radio buttons inside a titled border.
+*/
+class ButtonPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a button panel.
+ @param title the title shown in the border
+ @param options an array of radio button labels
+ */
+ public ButtonPanel(String title, String[] options)
+ {
+ setBorder(BorderFactory.createTitledBorder(BorderFactory.createEtchedBorder(), title));
+ setLayout(new BoxLayout(this, BoxLayout.Y_AXIS));
+ group = new ButtonGroup();
+
+ // make one radio button for each option
+ for (int i = 0; i < options.length; i++)
+ {
+ JRadioButton b = new JRadioButton(options[i]);
+ b.setActionCommand(options[i]);
+ add(b);
+ group.add(b);
+ b.setSelected(i == 0);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the currently selected option.
+ @return the label of the currently selected radio button.
+ */
+ public String getSelection()
+ {
+ return group.getSelection().getActionCommand();
+ }
+
+ private ButtonGroup group;
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame that contains settings for selecting various option
+ dialogs.
+*/
+class OptionDialogFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public OptionDialogFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("OptionDialogTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ JPanel gridPanel = new JPanel();
+ gridPanel.setLayout(new GridLayout(2, 3));
+
+ typePanel = new ButtonPanel("Type",
+ new String[]
+ {
+ "Message",
+ "Confirm",
+ "Option",
+ "Input"
+ });
+
+ messageTypePanel = new ButtonPanel("Message Type",
+ new String[]
+ {
+ "ERROR_MESSAGE",
+ "INFORMATION_MESSAGE",
+ "WARNING_MESSAGE",
+ "QUESTION_MESSAGE",
+ "PLAIN_MESSAGE"
+ });
+
+ messagePanel = new ButtonPanel("Message",
+ new String[]
+ {
+ "String",
+ "Icon",
+ "Component",
+ "Other",
+ "Object[]"
+ });
+
+ optionTypePanel = new ButtonPanel("Confirm",
+ new String[]
+ {
+ "DEFAULT_OPTION",
+ "YES_NO_OPTION",
+ "YES_NO_CANCEL_OPTION",
+ "OK_CANCEL_OPTION"
+ });
+
+ optionsPanel = new ButtonPanel("Option",
+ new String[]
+ {
+ "String[]",
+ "Icon[]",
+ "Object[]"
+ });
+
+ inputPanel = new ButtonPanel("Input",
+ new String[]
+ {
+ "Text field",
+ "Combo box"
+ });
+
+ gridPanel.add(typePanel);
+ gridPanel.add(messageTypePanel);
+ gridPanel.add(messagePanel);
+ gridPanel.add(optionTypePanel);
+ gridPanel.add(optionsPanel);
+ gridPanel.add(inputPanel);
+
+ // add a panel with a Show button
+
+ JPanel showPanel = new JPanel();
+ JButton showButton = new JButton("Show");
+ showButton.addActionListener(new ShowAction());
+ showPanel.add(showButton);
+
+ add(gridPanel, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ add(showPanel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the currently selected message.
+ @return a string, icon, component or object array,
+ depending on the Message panel selection
+ */
+ public Object getMessage()
+ {
+ String s = messagePanel.getSelection();
+ if (s.equals("String"))
+ return messageString;
+ else if (s.equals("Icon"))
+ return messageIcon;
+ else if (s.equals("Component"))
+ return messageComponent;
+ else if (s.equals("Object[]"))
+ return new Object[]
+ {
+ messageString,
+ messageIcon,
+ messageComponent,
+ messageObject
+ };
+ else if (s.equals("Other"))
+ return messageObject;
+ else return null;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the currently selected options.
+ @return an array of strings, icons or objects, depending
+ on the Option panel selection
+ */
+ public Object[] getOptions()
+ {
+ String s = optionsPanel.getSelection();
+ if (s.equals("String[]"))
+ return new String[] { "Yellow", "Blue", "Red" };
+ else if (s.equals("Icon[]"))
+ return new Icon[]
+ {
+ new ImageIcon("yellow-ball.gif"),
+ new ImageIcon("blue-ball.gif"),
+ new ImageIcon("red-ball.gif")
+ };
+ else if (s.equals("Object[]"))
+ return new Object[]
+ {
+ messageString,
+ messageIcon,
+ messageComponent,
+ messageObject
+ };
+ else
+ return null;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the selected message or option type
+ @param panel the Message Type or Confirm panel
+ @return the selected XXX_MESSAGE or XXX_OPTION constant
+ from the JOptionPane class
+ */
+ public int getType(ButtonPanel panel)
+ {
+ String s = panel.getSelection();
+ try
+ {
+ return JOptionPane.class.getField(s).getInt(null);
+ }
+ catch(Exception e)
+ {
+ return -1;
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ The action listener for the Show button shows a
+ Confirm, Input, Message or Option dialog depending
+ on the Type panel selection.
+ */
+ private class ShowAction implements ActionListener
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ if (typePanel.getSelection().equals("Confirm"))
+ JOptionPane.showConfirmDialog(
+ OptionDialogFrame.this,
+ getMessage(),
+ "Title",
+ getType(optionTypePanel),
+ getType(messageTypePanel));
+ else if (typePanel.getSelection().equals("Input"))
+ {
+ if (inputPanel.getSelection().equals("Text field"))
+ JOptionPane.showInputDialog(
+ OptionDialogFrame.this,
+ getMessage(),
+ "Title",
+ getType(messageTypePanel));
+ else
+ JOptionPane.showInputDialog(
+ OptionDialogFrame.this,
+ getMessage(),
+ "Title",
+ getType(messageTypePanel),
+ null,
+ new String[] { "Yellow", "Blue", "Red" },
+ "Blue");
+ }
+ else if (typePanel.getSelection().equals("Message"))
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(
+ OptionDialogFrame.this,
+ getMessage(),
+ "Title",
+ getType(messageTypePanel));
+ else if (typePanel.getSelection().equals("Option"))
+ JOptionPane.showOptionDialog(
+ OptionDialogFrame.this,
+ getMessage(),
+ "Title",
+ getType(optionTypePanel),
+ getType(messageTypePanel),
+ null,
+ getOptions(),
+ getOptions()[0]);
+ }
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 600;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 400;
+
+ private ButtonPanel typePanel;
+ private ButtonPanel messagePanel;
+ private ButtonPanel messageTypePanel;
+ private ButtonPanel optionTypePanel;
+ private ButtonPanel optionsPanel;
+ private ButtonPanel inputPanel;
+
+ private String messageString = "Message";
+ private Icon messageIcon = new ImageIcon("blue-ball.gif");
+ private Object messageObject = new Date();
+ private Component messageComponent = new SamplePanel();
+ }
+
+/**
+ A panel with a painted surface
+*/
+
+class SamplePanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+ Rectangle2D rect = new Rectangle2D.Double(0, 0, getWidth() - 1, getHeight() - 1);
+ g2.setPaint(Color.YELLOW);
+ g2.fill(rect);
+ g2.setPaint(Color.BLUE);
+ g2.draw(rect);
+ }
+
+ public Dimension getMinimumSize()
+ {
+ return new Dimension(10, 10);
+ }
+}
+
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/OptionDialogTest/blue-ball.gif b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/OptionDialogTest/blue-ball.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..edc29b7
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/OptionDialogTest/blue-ball.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/OptionDialogTest/red-ball.gif b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/OptionDialogTest/red-ball.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..dca9296
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/OptionDialogTest/red-ball.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/OptionDialogTest/yellow-ball.gif b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/OptionDialogTest/yellow-ball.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..2b8c0bb
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/OptionDialogTest/yellow-ball.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/RadioButtonTest/RadioButtonTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/RadioButtonTest/RadioButtonTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..b57a532
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/RadioButtonTest/RadioButtonTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,86 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.32 2004-05-05
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+public class RadioButtonTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ RadioButtonFrame frame = new RadioButtonFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with a sample text label and radio buttons for
+ selecting font sizes.
+*/
+class RadioButtonFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public RadioButtonFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("RadioButtonTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // add the sample text label
+
+ label = new JLabel("The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.");
+ label.setFont(new Font("Serif", Font.PLAIN, DEFAULT_SIZE));
+ add(label, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ // add the radio buttons
+
+ buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+ group = new ButtonGroup();
+
+ addRadioButton("Small", 8);
+ addRadioButton("Medium", 12);
+ addRadioButton("Large", 18);
+ addRadioButton("Extra large", 36);
+
+ add(buttonPanel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Adds a radio button that sets the font size of the
+ sample text.
+ @param name the string to appear on the button
+ @param size the font size that this button sets
+ */
+ public void addRadioButton(String name, final int size)
+ {
+ boolean selected = size == DEFAULT_SIZE;
+ JRadioButton button = new JRadioButton(name, selected);
+ group.add(button);
+ buttonPanel.add(button);
+
+ // this listener sets the label font size
+
+ ActionListener listener = new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ // size refers to the final parameter of the addRadioButton method
+ label.setFont(new Font("Serif", Font.PLAIN, size));
+ }
+ };
+
+ button.addActionListener(listener);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+
+ private JPanel buttonPanel;
+ private ButtonGroup group;
+ private JLabel label;
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_SIZE = 12;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SliderTest/SliderTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SliderTest/SliderTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..c8b4e40
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SliderTest/SliderTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,166 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.12 2004-05-05
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+
+public class SliderTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ SliderTestFrame frame = new SliderTestFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with many sliders and a text field to show slider
+ values.
+*/
+class SliderTestFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public SliderTestFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("SliderTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ sliderPanel = new JPanel();
+ sliderPanel.setLayout(new FlowLayout(FlowLayout.LEFT));
+
+ // common listener for all sliders
+ listener = new
+ ChangeListener()
+ {
+ public void stateChanged(ChangeEvent event)
+ {
+ // update text field when the slider value changes
+ JSlider source = (JSlider) event.getSource();
+ textField.setText("" + source.getValue());
+ }
+ };
+
+ // add a plain slider
+
+ JSlider slider = new JSlider();
+ addSlider(slider, "Plain");
+
+ // add a slider with major and minor ticks
+
+ slider = new JSlider();
+ slider.setPaintTicks(true);
+ slider.setMajorTickSpacing(20);
+ slider.setMinorTickSpacing(5);
+ addSlider(slider, "Ticks");
+
+ // add a slider that snaps to ticks
+
+ slider = new JSlider();
+ slider.setPaintTicks(true);
+ slider.setSnapToTicks(true);
+ slider.setMajorTickSpacing(20);
+ slider.setMinorTickSpacing(5);
+ addSlider(slider, "Snap to ticks");
+
+ // add a slider with no track
+
+ slider = new JSlider();
+ slider.setPaintTicks(true);
+ slider.setMajorTickSpacing(20);
+ slider.setMinorTickSpacing(5);
+ slider.setPaintTrack(false);
+ addSlider(slider, "No track");
+
+ // add an inverted slider
+
+ slider = new JSlider();
+ slider.setPaintTicks(true);
+ slider.setMajorTickSpacing(20);
+ slider.setMinorTickSpacing(5);
+ slider.setInverted(true);
+ addSlider(slider, "Inverted");
+
+ // add a slider with numeric labels
+
+ slider = new JSlider();
+ slider.setPaintTicks(true);
+ slider.setPaintLabels(true);
+ slider.setMajorTickSpacing(20);
+ slider.setMinorTickSpacing(5);
+ addSlider(slider, "Labels");
+
+ // add a slider with alphabetic labels
+
+ slider = new JSlider();
+ slider.setPaintLabels(true);
+ slider.setPaintTicks(true);
+ slider.setMajorTickSpacing(20);
+ slider.setMinorTickSpacing(5);
+
+ Dictionary labelTable = new Hashtable();
+ labelTable.put(0, new JLabel("A"));
+ labelTable.put(20, new JLabel("B"));
+ labelTable.put(40, new JLabel("C"));
+ labelTable.put(60, new JLabel("D"));
+ labelTable.put(80, new JLabel("E"));
+ labelTable.put(100, new JLabel("F"));
+
+ slider.setLabelTable(labelTable);
+ addSlider(slider, "Custom labels");
+
+ // add a slider with icon labels
+
+ slider = new JSlider();
+ slider.setPaintTicks(true);
+ slider.setPaintLabels(true);
+ slider.setSnapToTicks(true);
+ slider.setMajorTickSpacing(20);
+ slider.setMinorTickSpacing(20);
+
+ labelTable = new Hashtable();
+
+ // add card images
+
+ labelTable.put(0, new JLabel(new ImageIcon("nine.gif")));
+ labelTable.put(20, new JLabel(new ImageIcon("ten.gif")));
+ labelTable.put(40, new JLabel(new ImageIcon("jack.gif")));
+ labelTable.put(60, new JLabel(new ImageIcon("queen.gif")));
+ labelTable.put(80, new JLabel(new ImageIcon("king.gif")));
+ labelTable.put(100, new JLabel(new ImageIcon("ace.gif")));
+
+ slider.setLabelTable(labelTable);
+ addSlider(slider, "Icon labels");
+
+ // add the text field that displays the slider value
+
+ textField = new JTextField();
+ add(sliderPanel, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ add(textField, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Adds a slider to the slider panel and hooks up the listener
+ @param s the slider
+ @param description the slider description
+ */
+ public void addSlider(JSlider s, String description)
+ {
+ s.addChangeListener(listener);
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+ panel.add(s);
+ panel.add(new JLabel(description));
+ sliderPanel.add(panel);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 350;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 450;
+
+ private JPanel sliderPanel;
+ private JTextField textField;
+ private ChangeListener listener;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SliderTest/ace.gif b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SliderTest/ace.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..245dc24
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SliderTest/ace.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SliderTest/jack.gif b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SliderTest/jack.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..63f6ad4
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SliderTest/jack.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SliderTest/king.gif b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SliderTest/king.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..6b9b8fd
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SliderTest/king.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SliderTest/nine.gif b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SliderTest/nine.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..0165c83
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SliderTest/nine.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SliderTest/queen.gif b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SliderTest/queen.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..0e0f9ec
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SliderTest/queen.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SliderTest/ten.gif b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SliderTest/ten.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..6052fd2
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SliderTest/ten.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SpinnerTest/SpinnerTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SpinnerTest/SpinnerTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..a264754
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SpinnerTest/SpinnerTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,208 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.01 2004-05-05
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.text.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ A program to test spinners.
+*/
+public class SpinnerTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ SpinnerFrame frame = new SpinnerFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with a panel that contains several spinners and
+ a button that displays the spinner values.
+*/
+class SpinnerFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public SpinnerFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("SpinnerTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+ JPanel buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+ okButton = new JButton("Ok");
+ buttonPanel.add(okButton);
+ add(buttonPanel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+
+ mainPanel = new JPanel();
+ mainPanel.setLayout(new GridLayout(0, 3));
+ add(mainPanel, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ JSpinner defaultSpinner = new JSpinner();
+ addRow("Default", defaultSpinner);
+
+ JSpinner boundedSpinner = new JSpinner(new SpinnerNumberModel(5, 0, 10, 0.5));
+ addRow("Bounded", boundedSpinner);
+
+ String[] fonts = GraphicsEnvironment
+ .getLocalGraphicsEnvironment()
+ .getAvailableFontFamilyNames();
+
+ JSpinner listSpinner = new JSpinner(new SpinnerListModel(fonts));
+ addRow("List", listSpinner);
+
+ JSpinner reverseListSpinner = new JSpinner(
+ new
+ SpinnerListModel(fonts)
+ {
+ public Object getNextValue()
+ {
+ return super.getPreviousValue();
+ }
+ public Object getPreviousValue()
+ {
+ return super.getNextValue();
+ }
+ });
+ addRow("Reverse List", reverseListSpinner);
+
+ JSpinner dateSpinner = new JSpinner(new SpinnerDateModel());
+ addRow("Date", dateSpinner);
+
+ JSpinner betterDateSpinner = new JSpinner(new SpinnerDateModel());
+ String pattern = ((SimpleDateFormat) DateFormat.getDateInstance()).toPattern();
+ betterDateSpinner.setEditor(new JSpinner.DateEditor(betterDateSpinner, pattern));
+ addRow("Better Date", betterDateSpinner);
+
+ JSpinner timeSpinner = new JSpinner(new
+ SpinnerDateModel(new Date(), null, null, Calendar.HOUR)
+ {
+ public void setCalendarField(int field) {}
+ });
+ addRow("Time", timeSpinner);
+
+ JSpinner permSpinner = new JSpinner(new PermutationSpinnerModel("meat"));
+ addRow("Word permutations", permSpinner);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Adds a row to the main panel.
+ @param labelText the label of the spinner
+ @param spinner the sample spinner
+ */
+ public void addRow(String labelText, final JSpinner spinner)
+ {
+ mainPanel.add(new JLabel(labelText));
+ mainPanel.add(spinner);
+ final JLabel valueLabel = new JLabel();
+ mainPanel.add(valueLabel);
+ okButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ Object value = spinner.getValue();
+ valueLabel.setText(value.toString());
+ }
+ });
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 250;
+
+ private JPanel mainPanel;
+ private JButton okButton;
+}
+
+/**
+ A model that dynamically generates word permutations
+*/
+class PermutationSpinnerModel extends AbstractSpinnerModel
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs the model.
+ @param w the word to permute
+ */
+ public PermutationSpinnerModel(String w)
+ {
+ word = w;
+ }
+
+ public Object getValue()
+ {
+ return word;
+ }
+
+ public void setValue(Object value)
+ {
+ if (!(value instanceof String))
+ throw new IllegalArgumentException();
+ word = (String) value;
+ fireStateChanged();
+ }
+
+ public Object getNextValue()
+ {
+ int[] codePoints = toCodePointArray(word);
+ for (int i = codePoints.length - 1; i > 0; i--)
+ {
+ if (codePoints[i - 1] < codePoints[i])
+ {
+ int j = codePoints.length - 1;
+ while (codePoints[i - 1] > codePoints[j]) j--;
+ swap(codePoints, i - 1, j);
+ reverse(codePoints, i, codePoints.length - 1);
+ return new String(codePoints, 0, codePoints.length);
+ }
+ }
+ reverse(codePoints, 0, codePoints.length - 1);
+ return new String(codePoints, 0, codePoints.length);
+ }
+
+ public Object getPreviousValue()
+ {
+ int[] codePoints = toCodePointArray(word);
+ for (int i = codePoints.length - 1; i > 0; i--)
+ {
+ if (codePoints[i - 1] > codePoints[i])
+ {
+ int j = codePoints.length - 1;
+ while (codePoints[i - 1] < codePoints[j]) j--;
+ swap(codePoints, i - 1, j);
+ reverse(codePoints, i, codePoints.length - 1);
+ return new String(codePoints, 0, codePoints.length);
+ }
+ }
+ reverse(codePoints, 0, codePoints.length - 1);
+ return new String(codePoints, 0, codePoints.length);
+ }
+
+ private static int[] toCodePointArray(String str)
+ {
+ int[] codePoints = new int[str.codePointCount(0, str.length())];
+ for (int i = 0, j = 0; i < str.length(); i++, j++)
+ {
+ int cp = str.codePointAt(i);
+ if (Character.isSupplementaryCodePoint(cp)) i++;
+ codePoints[j] = cp;
+ }
+ return codePoints;
+ }
+
+ private static void swap(int[] a, int i, int j)
+ {
+ int temp = a[i];
+ a[i] = a[j];
+ a[j] = temp;
+ }
+
+ private static void reverse(int[] a, int i, int j)
+ {
+ while (i < j) { swap(a, i, j); i++; j--; }
+ }
+
+ private String word;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SpringLayoutTest/SpringLayoutTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SpringLayoutTest/SpringLayoutTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..e820b7b
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/SpringLayoutTest/SpringLayoutTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,159 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.01 2004-05-06
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+
+public class SpringLayoutTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ FontDialogFrame frame = new FontDialogFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame that uses a spring layout to arrange font
+ selection components.
+*/
+class FontDialogFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public FontDialogFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("FontDialog");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+ SpringLayout layout = new SpringLayout();
+ panel.setLayout(layout);
+
+ ActionListener listener = new FontAction();
+
+ // construct components
+
+ JLabel faceLabel = new JLabel("Font Face: ");
+
+ face = new JComboBox(new String[]
+ {
+ "Serif", "SansSerif", "Monospaced",
+ "Dialog", "DialogInput"
+ });
+
+ face.addActionListener(listener);
+
+ JLabel sizeLabel = new JLabel("Size: ");
+
+ size = new JComboBox(new String[]
+ {
+ "8", "10", "12", "15", "18", "24", "36", "48"
+ });
+
+ size.addActionListener(listener);
+
+ bold = new JCheckBox("Bold");
+ bold.addActionListener(listener);
+
+ italic = new JCheckBox("Italic");
+ italic.addActionListener(listener);
+
+ sample = new JTextArea();
+ sample.setText("The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog");
+ sample.setEditable(false);
+ sample.setLineWrap(true);
+ sample.setBorder(BorderFactory.createEtchedBorder());
+
+ panel.add(faceLabel);
+ panel.add(sizeLabel);
+ panel.add(face);
+ panel.add(size);
+ panel.add(bold);
+ panel.add(italic);
+ panel.add(sample);
+
+ // add springs to lay out components
+ Spring strut = Spring.constant(10);
+
+ Spring labelsEast = Spring.sum(strut,
+ Spring.max(
+ layout.getConstraints(faceLabel).getWidth(),
+ layout.getConstraints(sizeLabel).getWidth()));
+
+ layout.putConstraint(SpringLayout.EAST, faceLabel, labelsEast, SpringLayout.WEST, panel);
+ layout.putConstraint(SpringLayout.EAST, sizeLabel, labelsEast, SpringLayout.WEST, panel);
+
+ layout.putConstraint(SpringLayout.NORTH, faceLabel, strut, SpringLayout.NORTH, panel);
+ layout.putConstraint(SpringLayout.NORTH, face, strut, SpringLayout.NORTH, panel);
+
+ Spring secondRowNorth = Spring.sum(strut,
+ Spring.max(
+ layout.getConstraint(SpringLayout.SOUTH, faceLabel),
+ layout.getConstraint(SpringLayout.SOUTH, face)));
+
+ layout.putConstraint(SpringLayout.NORTH, sizeLabel, secondRowNorth, SpringLayout.NORTH,
+ panel);
+ layout.putConstraint(SpringLayout.NORTH, size, secondRowNorth, SpringLayout.NORTH, panel);
+
+ layout.putConstraint(SpringLayout.WEST, face, strut, SpringLayout.EAST, faceLabel);
+ layout.putConstraint(SpringLayout.WEST, size, strut, SpringLayout.EAST, sizeLabel);
+
+ layout.putConstraint(SpringLayout.WEST, bold, strut, SpringLayout.WEST, panel);
+ layout.putConstraint(SpringLayout.WEST, italic, strut, SpringLayout.WEST, panel);
+
+ Spring s = Spring.constant(10, 10000, 10000);
+
+ Spring thirdRowNorth = Spring.sum(s,
+ Spring.max(
+ layout.getConstraint(SpringLayout.SOUTH, sizeLabel),
+ layout.getConstraint(SpringLayout.SOUTH, size)));
+
+ layout.putConstraint(SpringLayout.NORTH, bold, thirdRowNorth, SpringLayout.NORTH, panel);
+ layout.putConstraint(SpringLayout.NORTH, italic, s, SpringLayout.SOUTH, bold);
+ layout.putConstraint(SpringLayout.SOUTH, panel, s, SpringLayout.SOUTH, italic);
+
+ Spring secondColumnWest = Spring.sum(strut,
+ Spring.max(
+ layout.getConstraint(SpringLayout.EAST, face),
+ layout.getConstraint(SpringLayout.EAST, size)));
+
+ layout.putConstraint(SpringLayout.WEST, sample, secondColumnWest, SpringLayout.WEST, panel);
+ layout.putConstraint(SpringLayout.SOUTH, sample, Spring.minus(strut), SpringLayout.SOUTH,
+ panel);
+ layout.putConstraint(SpringLayout.NORTH, sample, strut, SpringLayout.NORTH, panel);
+ layout.putConstraint(SpringLayout.EAST, panel, strut, SpringLayout.EAST, sample);
+
+ add(panel);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+
+ private JComboBox face;
+ private JComboBox size;
+ private JCheckBox bold;
+ private JCheckBox italic;
+ private JTextArea sample;
+
+ /**
+ An action listener that changes the font of the
+ sample text.
+ */
+ private class FontAction implements ActionListener
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ String fontFace = (String) face.getSelectedItem();
+ int fontStyle = (bold.isSelected() ? Font.BOLD : 0)
+ + (italic.isSelected() ? Font.ITALIC : 0);
+ int fontSize = Integer.parseInt((String) size.getSelectedItem());
+ Font font = new Font(fontFace, fontStyle, fontSize);
+ sample.setFont(font);
+ sample.repaint();
+ }
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/TextAreaTest/TextAreaTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/TextAreaTest/TextAreaTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..da1ce4e
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/TextAreaTest/TextAreaTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,77 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.32 2004-05-05
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+public class TextAreaTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ TextAreaFrame frame = new TextAreaFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with a text area and buttons for text editing
+*/
+class TextAreaFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public TextAreaFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("TextAreaTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+
+ // add button to append text into the text area
+
+ JButton insertButton = new JButton("Insert");
+ buttonPanel.add(insertButton);
+ insertButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ textArea.append("The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog. ");
+ }
+ });
+
+ // add button to turn line wrapping on and off
+
+ wrapButton = new JButton("Wrap");
+ buttonPanel.add(wrapButton);
+ wrapButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ boolean wrap = !textArea.getLineWrap();
+ textArea.setLineWrap(wrap);
+ wrapButton.setText(wrap ? "No Wrap" : "Wrap");
+ }
+ });
+
+ add(buttonPanel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+
+ // add a text area with scroll bars
+
+ textArea = new JTextArea(8, 40);
+ scrollPane = new JScrollPane(textArea);
+
+ add(scrollPane, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+
+ private JTextArea textArea;
+ private JScrollPane scrollPane;
+ private JPanel buttonPanel;
+ private JButton wrapButton;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/TextEditTest/TextEditTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/TextEditTest/TextEditTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..244fda3
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/TextEditTest/TextEditTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,78 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.32 2004-05-05
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+public class TextEditTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ TextEditFrame frame = new TextEditFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with a text area and components for search/replace.
+*/
+class TextEditFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public TextEditFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("TextEditTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+
+ // add button, text fields and labels
+
+ JButton replaceButton = new JButton("Replace");
+ panel.add(replaceButton);
+ replaceButton.addActionListener(new ReplaceAction());
+
+ from = new JTextField("brown", 8);
+ panel.add(from);
+
+ panel.add(new JLabel("with"));
+
+ to = new JTextField("purple", 8);
+ panel.add(to);
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+
+ // add text area with scroll bars
+
+ textArea = new JTextArea(8, 40);
+ textArea.setText
+ ("The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.");
+ JScrollPane scrollPane = new JScrollPane(textArea);
+ add(scrollPane, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+
+ private JTextArea textArea;
+ private JTextField from;
+ private JTextField to;
+
+ /**
+ The action listener for the replace button.
+ */
+ private class ReplaceAction implements ActionListener
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ String f = from.getText();
+ int n = textArea.getText().indexOf(f);
+ if (n >= 0 && f.length() > 0)
+ textArea.replaceRange(to.getText(), n,
+ n + f.length());
+ }
+ }
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/TextTest/TextTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/TextTest/TextTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..31c77af
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/TextTest/TextTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,137 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.32 2004-05-05
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+
+public class TextTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ TextTestFrame frame = new TextTestFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with two text fields to set a clock.
+*/
+class TextTestFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public TextTestFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("TextTest");
+
+ DocumentListener listener = new ClockFieldListener();
+
+ // add a panel with text fields
+
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+
+ panel.add(new JLabel("Hours:"));
+ hourField = new JTextField("12", 3);
+ panel.add(hourField);
+ hourField.getDocument().addDocumentListener(listener);
+
+ panel.add(new JLabel("Minutes:"));
+ minuteField = new JTextField("00", 3);
+ panel.add(minuteField);
+ minuteField.getDocument().addDocumentListener(listener);
+
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+
+ // add the clock
+
+ clock = new ClockPanel();
+ add(clock, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ pack();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Set the clock to the values stored in the text fields.
+ */
+ public void setClock()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ int hours = Integer.parseInt(hourField.getText().trim());
+ int minutes = Integer.parseInt(minuteField.getText().trim());
+ clock.setTime(hours, minutes);
+ }
+ catch (NumberFormatException e) {}
+ // don't set the clock if the input can't be parsed
+ }
+
+ private JTextField hourField;
+ private JTextField minuteField;
+ private ClockPanel clock;
+
+ private class ClockFieldListener implements DocumentListener
+ {
+ public void insertUpdate(DocumentEvent event) { setClock(); }
+ public void removeUpdate(DocumentEvent event) { setClock(); }
+ public void changedUpdate(DocumentEvent event) {}
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A panel that draws a clock.
+*/
+class ClockPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public ClockPanel()
+ {
+ setPreferredSize(new Dimension(2 * RADIUS + 1, 2 * RADIUS + 1));
+ }
+
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ // draw the circular boundary
+
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+ Ellipse2D circle = new Ellipse2D.Double(0, 0, 2 * RADIUS, 2 * RADIUS);
+ g2.draw(circle);
+
+ // draw the hour hand
+
+ double hourAngle = Math.toRadians(90 - 360 * minutes / (12 * 60));
+ drawHand(g2, hourAngle, HOUR_HAND_LENGTH);
+
+ // draw the minute hand
+
+ double minuteAngle = Math.toRadians(90 - 360 * minutes / 60);
+ drawHand(g2, minuteAngle, MINUTE_HAND_LENGTH);
+ }
+
+ public void drawHand(Graphics2D g2, double angle, double handLength)
+ {
+ Point2D end = new Point2D.Double(
+ RADIUS + handLength * Math.cos(angle),
+ RADIUS - handLength * Math.sin(angle));
+ Point2D center = new Point2D.Double(RADIUS, RADIUS);
+ g2.draw(new Line2D.Double(center, end));
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Set the time to be displayed on the clock
+ @param h hours
+ @param m minutes
+ */
+ public void setTime(int h, int m)
+ {
+ minutes = h * 60 + m;
+ repaint();
+ }
+
+ private double minutes = 0;
+ private int RADIUS = 100;
+ private double MINUTE_HAND_LENGTH = 0.8 * RADIUS;
+ private double HOUR_HAND_LENGTH = 0.6 * RADIUS;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/ToolBarTest/ToolBarTest.java b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/ToolBarTest/ToolBarTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..b5878ec
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/ToolBarTest/ToolBarTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,102 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.12 2004-05-06
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.beans.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+public class ToolBarTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ ToolBarFrame frame = new ToolBarFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with a toolbar and menu for color changes.
+*/
+class ToolBarFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public ToolBarFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("ToolBarTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // add a panel for color change
+
+ panel = new JPanel();
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ // set up actions
+
+ Action blueAction = new ColorAction("Blue",
+ new ImageIcon("blue-ball.gif"), Color.BLUE);
+ Action yellowAction = new ColorAction("Yellow",
+ new ImageIcon("yellow-ball.gif"), Color.YELLOW);
+ Action redAction = new ColorAction("Red",
+ new ImageIcon("red-ball.gif"), Color.RED);
+
+ Action exitAction = new
+ AbstractAction("Exit", new ImageIcon("exit.gif"))
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ System.exit(0);
+ }
+ };
+ exitAction.putValue(Action.SHORT_DESCRIPTION, "Exit");
+
+ // populate tool bar
+
+ JToolBar bar = new JToolBar();
+ bar.add(blueAction);
+ bar.add(yellowAction);
+ bar.add(redAction);
+ bar.addSeparator();
+ bar.add(exitAction);
+ add(bar, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+
+ // populate menu
+
+ JMenu menu = new JMenu("Color");
+ menu.add(yellowAction);
+ menu.add(blueAction);
+ menu.add(redAction);
+ menu.add(exitAction);
+ JMenuBar menuBar = new JMenuBar();
+ menuBar.add(menu);
+ setJMenuBar(menuBar);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+
+ private JPanel panel;
+
+ /**
+ The color action sets the background of the frame to a
+ given color.
+ */
+ class ColorAction extends AbstractAction
+ {
+ public ColorAction(String name, Icon icon, Color c)
+ {
+ putValue(Action.NAME, name);
+ putValue(Action.SMALL_ICON, icon);
+ putValue(Action.SHORT_DESCRIPTION, name + " background");
+ putValue("Color", c);
+ }
+
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ Color c = (Color) getValue("Color");
+ panel.setBackground(c);
+ }
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/ToolBarTest/blue-ball.gif b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/ToolBarTest/blue-ball.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..edc29b7
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/ToolBarTest/blue-ball.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/ToolBarTest/exit.gif b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/ToolBarTest/exit.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..0213cd2
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/ToolBarTest/exit.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/ToolBarTest/red-ball.gif b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/ToolBarTest/red-ball.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..dca9296
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/ToolBarTest/red-ball.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/ToolBarTest/yellow-ball.gif b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/ToolBarTest/yellow-ball.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..2b8c0bb
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v1/v1ch9/ToolBarTest/yellow-ball.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/gutenberg/alice30.txt b/corejava第7版/v2/gutenberg/alice30.txt
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..752bb9d
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/gutenberg/alice30.txt
@@ -0,0 +1,3852 @@
+***This is the Project Gutenberg Etext of Alice in Wonderland***
+*This 30th edition should be labeled alice30.txt or alice30.zip.
+***This Edition Is Being Officially Released On March 8, 1994***
+**In Celebration Of The 23rd Anniversary of Project Gutenberg***
+
+
+Please take a look at the important information in this header.
+We encourage you to keep this file on your own disk, keeping an
+electronic path open for the next readers. Do not remove this.
+
+
+**Welcome To The World of Free Plain Vanilla Electronic Texts**
+
+**Etexts Readable By Both Humans and By Computers, Since 1971**
+
+*These Etexts Prepared By Hundreds of Volunteers and Donations*
+
+Information on contacting Project Gutenberg to get Etexts, and
+further information is included below. We need your donations.
+
+
+Alice's Adventures in Wonderland
+
+March, 1994 [Etext #11]
+[Originally released in January, 1991]
+
+
+*****The Project Gutenberg Etext of Alice In Wonderland*****
+******This file should be named alice30.txt or alice30.zip******
+
+Corrected EDITIONS of our etexts get a new NUMBER, alice31.txt
+VERSIONS based on separate sources get new LETTER, alice30a.txt
+
+
+We are now trying to release all our books one month in advance
+of the official release dates, for time for better editing. We
+have this as a goal to accomplish by the end of the year but we
+cannot guarantee to stay that far ahead every month after that.
+
+Please note: neither this list nor its contents are final till
+midnight of the last day of the month of any such announcement.
+The official release date of all Project Gutenberg Etexts is at
+Midnight, Central Time, of the last day of the stated month. A
+preliminary version may often be posted for suggestion, comment
+and editing by those who wish to do so. To be sure you have an
+up to date first edition [xxxxx10x.xxx] please check file sizes
+in the first week of the next month. Since our ftp program has
+a bug in it that scrambles the date [tried to fix and failed] a
+look at the file size will have to do, but we will try to see a
+new copy has at least one byte more or less.
+
+
+Information about Project Gutenberg (one page)
+
+We produce about two million dollars for each hour we work. The
+fifty hours is one conservative estimate for how long it we take
+to get any etext selected, entered, proofread, edited, copyright
+searched and analyzed, the copyright letters written, etc. This
+projected audience is one hundred million readers. If our value
+per text is nominally estimated at one dollar then we produce $4
+million dollars per hour this year as we release some eight text
+files per month: thus upping our productivity from $2 million.
+
+The Goal of Project Gutenberg is to Give Away One Trillion Etext
+Files by the December 31, 2001. [10,000 x 100,000,000=Trillion]
+This is ten thousand titles each to one hundred million readers,
+which is 10% of the expected number of computer users by the end
+of the year 2001.
+
+We need your donations more than ever!
+
+All donations should be made to "Project Gutenberg/IBC", and are
+tax deductible to the extent allowable by law ("IBC" is Illinois
+Benedictine College). (Subscriptions to our paper newsletter go
+to IBC, too)
+
+For these and other matters, please mail to:
+
+Project Gutenberg
+P. O. Box 2782
+Champaign, IL 61825
+
+When all other email fails try our Michael S. Hart, Executive
+Director:
+hart@vmd.cso.uiuc.edu (internet) hart@uiucvmd (bitnet)
+
+We would prefer to send you this information by email
+(Internet, Bitnet, Compuserve, ATTMAIL or MCImail).
+
+******
+If you have an FTP program (or emulator), please
+FTP directly to the Project Gutenberg archives:
+[Mac users, do NOT point and click. . .type]
+
+ftp mrcnext.cso.uiuc.edu
+login: anonymous
+password: your@login
+cd etext/etext91
+or cd etext92
+or cd etext93 [for new books] [now also in cd etext/etext93]
+or cd etext/articles [get suggest gut for more information]
+dir [to see files]
+get or mget [to get files. . .set bin for zip files]
+GET 0INDEX.GUT
+for a list of books
+and
+GET NEW GUT for general information
+and
+MGET GUT* for newsletters.
+
+**Information prepared by the Project Gutenberg legal advisor**
+(Three Pages)
+
+
+***START**THE SMALL PRINT!**FOR PUBLIC DOMAIN ETEXTS**START***
+Why is this "Small Print!" statement here? You know: lawyers.
+They tell us you might sue us if there is something wrong with
+your copy of this etext, even if you got it for free from
+someone other than us, and even if what's wrong is not our
+fault. So, among other things, this "Small Print!" statement
+disclaims most of our liability to you. It also tells you how
+you can distribute copies of this etext if you want to.
+
+*BEFORE!* YOU USE OR READ THIS ETEXT
+By using or reading any part of this PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm
+etext, you indicate that you understand, agree to and accept
+this "Small Print!" statement. If you do not, you can receive
+a refund of the money (if any) you paid for this etext by
+sending a request within 30 days of receiving it to the person
+you got it from. If you received this etext on a physical
+medium (such as a disk), you must return it with your request.
+
+ABOUT PROJECT GUTENBERG-TM ETEXTS
+This PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm etext, like most PROJECT GUTENBERG-
+tm etexts, is a "public domain" work distributed by Professor
+Michael S. Hart through the Project Gutenberg Association at
+Illinois Benedictine College (the "Project"). Among other
+things, this means that no one owns a United States copyright
+on or for this work, so the Project (and you!) can copy and
+distribute it in the United States without permission and
+without paying copyright royalties. Special rules, set forth
+below, apply if you wish to copy and distribute this etext
+under the Project's "PROJECT GUTENBERG" trademark.
+
+To create these etexts, the Project expends considerable
+efforts to identify, transcribe and proofread public domain
+works. Despite these efforts, the Project's etexts and any
+medium they may be on may contain "Defects". Among other
+things, Defects may take the form of incomplete, inaccurate or
+corrupt data, transcription errors, a copyright or other
+intellectual property infringement, a defective or damaged
+disk or other etext medium, a computer virus, or computer
+codes that damage or cannot be read by your equipment.
+
+LIMITED WARRANTY; DISCLAIMER OF DAMAGES
+But for the "Right of Replacement or Refund" described below,
+[1] the Project (and any other party you may receive this
+etext from as a PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm etext) disclaims all
+liability to you for damages, costs and expenses, including
+legal fees, and [2] YOU HAVE NO REMEDIES FOR NEGLIGENCE OR
+UNDER STRICT LIABILITY, OR FOR BREACH OF WARRANTY OR CONTRACT,
+INCLUDING BUT NOT LIMITED TO INDIRECT, CONSEQUENTIAL, PUNITIVE
+OR INCIDENTAL DAMAGES, EVEN IF YOU GIVE NOTICE OF THE
+POSSIBILITY OF SUCH DAMAGES.
+
+If you discover a Defect in this etext within 90 days of
+receiving it, you can receive a refund of the money (if any)
+you paid for it by sending an explanatory note within that
+time to the person you received it from. If you received it
+on a physical medium, you must return it with your note, and
+such person may choose to alternatively give you a replacement
+copy. If you received it electronically, such person may
+choose to alternatively give you a second opportunity to
+receive it electronically.
+
+THIS ETEXT IS OTHERWISE PROVIDED TO YOU "AS-IS". NO OTHER
+WARRANTIES OF ANY KIND, EXPRESS OR IMPLIED, ARE MADE TO YOU AS
+TO THE ETEXT OR ANY MEDIUM IT MAY BE ON, INCLUDING BUT NOT
+LIMITED TO WARRANTIES OF MERCHANTABILITY OR FITNESS FOR A
+PARTICULAR PURPOSE.
+
+Some states do not allow disclaimers of implied warranties or
+the exclusion or limitation of consequential damages, so the
+above disclaimers and exclusions may not apply to you, and you
+may have other legal rights.
+
+INDEMNITY
+You will indemnify and hold the Project, its directors,
+officers, members and agents harmless from all liability, cost
+and expense, including legal fees, that arise directly or
+indirectly from any of the following that you do or cause:
+[1] distribution of this etext, [2] alteration, modification,
+or addition to the etext, or [3] any Defect.
+
+DISTRIBUTION UNDER "PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm"
+You may distribute copies of this etext electronically, or by
+disk, book or any other medium if you either delete this
+"Small Print!" and all other references to Project Gutenberg,
+or:
+
+[1] Only give exact copies of it. Among other things, this
+ requires that you do not remove, alter or modify the
+ etext or this "small print!" statement. You may however,
+ if you wish, distribute this etext in machine readable
+ binary, compressed, mark-up, or proprietary form,
+ including any form resulting from conversion by word pro-
+ cessing or hypertext software, but only so long as
+ *EITHER*:
+
+ [*] The etext, when displayed, is clearly readable, and
+ does *not* contain characters other than those
+ intended by the author of the work, although tilde
+ (~), asterisk (*) and underline (_) characters may
+ be used to convey punctuation intended by the
+ author, and additional characters may be used to
+ indicate hypertext links; OR
+
+ [*] The etext may be readily converted by the reader at
+ no expense into plain ASCII, EBCDIC or equivalent
+ form by the program that displays the etext (as is
+ the case, for instance, with most word processors);
+ OR
+
+ [*] You provide, or agree to also provide on request at
+ no additional cost, fee or expense, a copy of the
+ etext in its original plain ASCII form (or in EBCDIC
+ or other equivalent proprietary form).
+
+[2] Honor the etext refund and replacement provisions of this
+ "Small Print!" statement.
+
+[3] Pay a trademark license fee to the Project of 20% of the
+ net profits you derive calculated using the method you
+ already use to calculate your applicable taxes. If you
+ don't derive profits, no royalty is due. Royalties are
+ payable to "Project Gutenberg Association / Illinois
+ Benedictine College" within the 60 days following each
+ date you prepare (or were legally required to prepare)
+ your annual (or equivalent periodic) tax return.
+
+WHAT IF YOU *WANT* TO SEND MONEY EVEN IF YOU DON'T HAVE TO?
+The Project gratefully accepts contributions in money, time,
+scanning machines, OCR software, public domain etexts, royalty
+free copyright licenses, and every other sort of contribution
+you can think of. Money should be paid to "Project Gutenberg
+Association / Illinois Benedictine College".
+
+This "Small Print!" by Charles B. Kramer, Attorney
+Internet (72600.2026@compuserve.com); TEL: (212-254-5093)
+*END*THE SMALL PRINT! FOR PUBLIC DOMAIN ETEXTS*Ver.04.29.93*END*
+
+
+
+
+ ALICE'S ADVENTURES IN WONDERLAND
+
+ Lewis Carroll
+
+ THE MILLENNIUM FULCRUM EDITION 3.0
+
+
+
+
+ CHAPTER I
+
+ Down the Rabbit-Hole
+
+
+ Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister
+on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had
+peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no
+pictures or conversations in it, `and what is the use of a book,'
+thought Alice `without pictures or conversation?'
+
+ So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could,
+for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether
+the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble
+of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White
+Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
+
+ There was nothing so VERY remarkable in that; nor did Alice
+think it so VERY much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to
+itself, `Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!' (when she thought
+it over afterwards, it occurred to her that she ought to have
+wondered at this, but at the time it all seemed quite natural);
+but when the Rabbit actually TOOK A WATCH OUT OF ITS WAISTCOAT-
+POCKET, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to
+her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never
+before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to
+take out of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran across the
+field after it, and fortunately was just in time to see it pop
+down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
+
+ In another moment down went Alice after it, never once
+considering how in the world she was to get out again.
+
+ The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way,
+and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a
+moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself
+falling down a very deep well.
+
+ Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she
+had plenty of time as she went down to look about her and to
+wonder what was going to happen next. First, she tried to look
+down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to
+see anything; then she looked at the sides of the well, and
+noticed that they were filled with cupboards and book-shelves;
+here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs. She
+took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed; it was
+labelled `ORANGE MARMALADE', but to her great disappointment it
+was empty: she did not like to drop the jar for fear of killing
+somebody, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she
+fell past it.
+
+ `Well!' thought Alice to herself, `after such a fall as this, I
+shall think nothing of tumbling down stairs! How brave they'll
+all think me at home! Why, I wouldn't say anything about it,
+even if I fell off the top of the house!' (Which was very likely
+true.)
+
+ Down, down, down. Would the fall NEVER come to an end! `I
+wonder how many miles I've fallen by this time?' she said aloud.
+`I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth. Let
+me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think--' (for,
+you see, Alice had learnt several things of this sort in her
+lessons in the schoolroom, and though this was not a VERY good
+opportunity for showing off her knowledge, as there was no one to
+listen to her, still it was good practice to say it over) `--yes,
+that's about the right distance--but then I wonder what Latitude
+or Longitude I've got to?' (Alice had no idea what Latitude was,
+or Longitude either, but thought they were nice grand words to
+say.)
+
+ Presently she began again. `I wonder if I shall fall right
+THROUGH the earth! How funny it'll seem to come out among the
+people that walk with their heads downward! The Antipathies, I
+think--' (she was rather glad there WAS no one listening, this
+time, as it didn't sound at all the right word) `--but I shall
+have to ask them what the name of the country is, you know.
+Please, Ma'am, is this New Zealand or Australia?' (and she tried
+to curtsey as she spoke--fancy CURTSEYING as you're falling
+through the air! Do you think you could manage it?) `And what
+an ignorant little girl she'll think me for asking! No, it'll
+never do to ask: perhaps I shall see it written up somewhere.'
+
+ Down, down, down. There was nothing else to do, so Alice soon
+began talking again. `Dinah'll miss me very much to-night, I
+should think!' (Dinah was the cat.) `I hope they'll remember
+her saucer of milk at tea-time. Dinah my dear! I wish you were
+down here with me! There are no mice in the air, I'm afraid, but
+you might catch a bat, and that's very like a mouse, you know.
+But do cats eat bats, I wonder?' And here Alice began to get
+rather sleepy, and went on saying to herself, in a dreamy sort of
+way, `Do cats eat bats? Do cats eat bats?' and sometimes, `Do
+bats eat cats?' for, you see, as she couldn't answer either
+question, it didn't much matter which way she put it. She felt
+that she was dozing off, and had just begun to dream that she
+was walking hand in hand with Dinah, and saying to her very
+earnestly, `Now, Dinah, tell me the truth: did you ever eat a
+bat?' when suddenly, thump! thump! down she came upon a heap of
+sticks and dry leaves, and the fall was over.
+
+ Alice was not a bit hurt, and she jumped up on to her feet in a
+moment: she looked up, but it was all dark overhead; before her
+was another long passage, and the White Rabbit was still in
+sight, hurrying down it. There was not a moment to be lost:
+away went Alice like the wind, and was just in time to hear it
+say, as it turned a corner, `Oh my ears and whiskers, how late
+it's getting!' She was close behind it when she turned the
+corner, but the Rabbit was no longer to be seen: she found
+herself in a long, low hall, which was lit up by a row of lamps
+hanging from the roof.
+
+ There were doors all round the hall, but they were all locked;
+and when Alice had been all the way down one side and up the
+other, trying every door, she walked sadly down the middle,
+wondering how she was ever to get out again.
+
+ Suddenly she came upon a little three-legged table, all made of
+solid glass; there was nothing on it except a tiny golden key,
+and Alice's first thought was that it might belong to one of the
+doors of the hall; but, alas! either the locks were too large, or
+the key was too small, but at any rate it would not open any of
+them. However, on the second time round, she came upon a low
+curtain she had not noticed before, and behind it was a little
+door about fifteen inches high: she tried the little golden key
+in the lock, and to her great delight it fitted!
+
+ Alice opened the door and found that it led into a small
+passage, not much larger than a rat-hole: she knelt down and
+looked along the passage into the loveliest garden you ever saw.
+How she longed to get out of that dark hall, and wander about
+among those beds of bright flowers and those cool fountains, but
+she could not even get her head though the doorway; `and even if
+my head would go through,' thought poor Alice, `it would be of
+very little use without my shoulders. Oh, how I wish
+I could shut up like a telescope! I think I could, if I only
+know how to begin.' For, you see, so many out-of-the-way things
+had happened lately, that Alice had begun to think that very few
+things indeed were really impossible.
+
+ There seemed to be no use in waiting by the little door, so she
+went back to the table, half hoping she might find another key on
+it, or at any rate a book of rules for shutting people up like
+telescopes: this time she found a little bottle on it, (`which
+certainly was not here before,' said Alice,) and round the neck
+of the bottle was a paper label, with the words `DRINK ME'
+beautifully printed on it in large letters.
+
+ It was all very well to say `Drink me,' but the wise little
+Alice was not going to do THAT in a hurry. `No, I'll look
+first,' she said, `and see whether it's marked "poison" or not';
+for she had read several nice little histories about children who
+had got burnt, and eaten up by wild beasts and other unpleasant
+things, all because they WOULD not remember the simple rules
+their friends had taught them: such as, that a red-hot poker
+will burn you if you hold it too long; and that if you cut your
+finger VERY deeply with a knife, it usually bleeds; and she had
+never forgotten that, if you drink much from a bottle marked
+`poison,' it is almost certain to disagree with you, sooner or
+later.
+
+ However, this bottle was NOT marked `poison,' so Alice ventured
+to taste it, and finding it very nice, (it had, in fact, a sort
+of mixed flavour of cherry-tart, custard, pine-apple, roast
+turkey, toffee, and hot buttered toast,) she very soon finished
+it off.
+
+ * * * * * * *
+
+ * * * * * *
+
+ * * * * * * *
+
+ `What a curious feeling!' said Alice; `I must be shutting up
+like a telescope.'
+
+ And so it was indeed: she was now only ten inches high, and
+her face brightened up at the thought that she was now the right
+size for going through the little door into that lovely garden.
+First, however, she waited for a few minutes to see if she was
+going to shrink any further: she felt a little nervous about
+this; `for it might end, you know,' said Alice to herself, `in my
+going out altogether, like a candle. I wonder what I should be
+like then?' And she tried to fancy what the flame of a candle is
+like after the candle is blown out, for she could not remember
+ever having seen such a thing.
+
+ After a while, finding that nothing more happened, she decided
+on going into the garden at once; but, alas for poor Alice!
+when she got to the door, she found she had forgotten the
+little golden key, and when she went back to the table for it,
+she found she could not possibly reach it: she could see it
+quite plainly through the glass, and she tried her best to climb
+up one of the legs of the table, but it was too slippery;
+and when she had tired herself out with trying,
+the poor little thing sat down and cried.
+
+ `Come, there's no use in crying like that!' said Alice to
+herself, rather sharply; `I advise you to leave off this minute!'
+She generally gave herself very good advice, (though she very
+seldom followed it), and sometimes she scolded herself so
+severely as to bring tears into her eyes; and once she remembered
+trying to box her own ears for having cheated herself in a game
+of croquet she was playing against herself, for this curious
+child was very fond of pretending to be two people. `But it's no
+use now,' thought poor Alice, `to pretend to be two people! Why,
+there's hardly enough of me left to make ONE respectable
+person!'
+
+ Soon her eye fell on a little glass box that was lying under
+the table: she opened it, and found in it a very small cake, on
+which the words `EAT ME' were beautifully marked in currants.
+`Well, I'll eat it,' said Alice, `and if it makes me grow larger,
+I can reach the key; and if it makes me grow smaller, I can creep
+under the door; so either way I'll get into the garden, and I
+don't care which happens!'
+
+ She ate a little bit, and said anxiously to herself, `Which
+way? Which way?', holding her hand on the top of her head to
+feel which way it was growing, and she was quite surprised to
+find that she remained the same size: to be sure, this generally
+happens when one eats cake, but Alice had got so much into the
+way of expecting nothing but out-of-the-way things to happen,
+that it seemed quite dull and stupid for life to go on in the
+common way.
+
+ So she set to work, and very soon finished off the cake.
+
+ * * * * * * *
+
+ * * * * * *
+
+ * * * * * * *
+
+
+
+
+ CHAPTER II
+
+ The Pool of Tears
+
+
+ `Curiouser and curiouser!' cried Alice (she was so much
+surprised, that for the moment she quite forgot how to speak good
+English); `now I'm opening out like the largest telescope that
+ever was! Good-bye, feet!' (for when she looked down at her
+feet, they seemed to be almost out of sight, they were getting so
+far off). `Oh, my poor little feet, I wonder who will put on
+your shoes and stockings for you now, dears? I'm sure _I_ shan't
+be able! I shall be a great deal too far off to trouble myself
+about you: you must manage the best way you can; --but I must be
+kind to them,' thought Alice, `or perhaps they won't walk the
+way I want to go! Let me see: I'll give them a new pair of
+boots every Christmas.'
+
+ And she went on planning to herself how she would manage it.
+`They must go by the carrier,' she thought; `and how funny it'll
+seem, sending presents to one's own feet! And how odd the
+directions will look!
+
+ ALICE'S RIGHT FOOT, ESQ.
+ HEARTHRUG,
+ NEAR THE FENDER,
+ (WITH ALICE'S LOVE).
+
+Oh dear, what nonsense I'm talking!'
+
+ Just then her head struck against the roof of the hall: in
+fact she was now more than nine feet high, and she at once took
+up the little golden key and hurried off to the garden door.
+
+ Poor Alice! It was as much as she could do, lying down on one
+side, to look through into the garden with one eye; but to get
+through was more hopeless than ever: she sat down and began to
+cry again.
+
+ `You ought to be ashamed of yourself,' said Alice, `a great
+girl like you,' (she might well say this), `to go on crying in
+this way! Stop this moment, I tell you!' But she went on all
+the same, shedding gallons of tears, until there was a large pool
+all round her, about four inches deep and reaching half down the
+hall.
+
+ After a time she heard a little pattering of feet in the
+distance, and she hastily dried her eyes to see what was coming.
+It was the White Rabbit returning, splendidly dressed, with a
+pair of white kid gloves in one hand and a large fan in the
+other: he came trotting along in a great hurry, muttering to
+himself as he came, `Oh! the Duchess, the Duchess! Oh! won't she
+be savage if I've kept her waiting!' Alice felt so desperate
+that she was ready to ask help of any one; so, when the Rabbit
+came near her, she began, in a low, timid voice, `If you please,
+sir--' The Rabbit started violently, dropped the white kid
+gloves and the fan, and skurried away into the darkness as hard
+as he could go.
+
+ Alice took up the fan and gloves, and, as the hall was very
+hot, she kept fanning herself all the time she went on talking:
+`Dear, dear! How queer everything is to-day! And yesterday
+things went on just as usual. I wonder if I've been changed in
+the night? Let me think: was I the same when I got up this
+morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little
+different. But if I'm not the same, the next question is, Who in
+the world am I? Ah, THAT'S the great puzzle!' And she began
+thinking over all the children she knew that were of the same age
+as herself, to see if she could have been changed for any of
+them.
+
+ `I'm sure I'm not Ada,' she said, `for her hair goes in such
+long ringlets, and mine doesn't go in ringlets at all; and I'm
+sure I can't be Mabel, for I know all sorts of things, and she,
+oh! she knows such a very little! Besides, SHE'S she, and I'm I,
+and--oh dear, how puzzling it all is! I'll try if I know all the
+things I used to know. Let me see: four times five is twelve,
+and four times six is thirteen, and four times seven is--oh dear!
+I shall never get to twenty at that rate! However, the
+Multiplication Table doesn't signify: let's try Geography.
+London is the capital of Paris, and Paris is the capital of Rome,
+and Rome--no, THAT'S all wrong, I'm certain! I must have been
+changed for Mabel! I'll try and say "How doth the little--"'
+and she crossed her hands on her lap as if she were saying lessons,
+and began to repeat it, but her voice sounded hoarse and
+strange, and the words did not come the same as they used to do:--
+
+ `How doth the little crocodile
+ Improve his shining tail,
+ And pour the waters of the Nile
+ On every golden scale!
+
+ `How cheerfully he seems to grin,
+ How neatly spread his claws,
+ And welcome little fishes in
+ With gently smiling jaws!'
+
+ `I'm sure those are not the right words,' said poor Alice, and
+her eyes filled with tears again as she went on, `I must be Mabel
+after all, and I shall have to go and live in that poky little
+house, and have next to no toys to play with, and oh! ever so
+many lessons to learn! No, I've made up my mind about it; if I'm
+Mabel, I'll stay down here! It'll be no use their putting their
+heads down and saying "Come up again, dear!" I shall only look
+up and say "Who am I then? Tell me that first, and then, if I
+like being that person, I'll come up: if not, I'll stay down
+here till I'm somebody else"--but, oh dear!' cried Alice, with a
+sudden burst of tears, `I do wish they WOULD put their heads
+down! I am so VERY tired of being all alone here!'
+
+ As she said this she looked down at her hands, and was
+surprised to see that she had put on one of the Rabbit's little
+white kid gloves while she was talking. `How CAN I have done
+that?' she thought. `I must be growing small again.' She got up
+and went to the table to measure herself by it, and found that,
+as nearly as she could guess, she was now about two feet high,
+and was going on shrinking rapidly: she soon found out that the
+cause of this was the fan she was holding, and she dropped it
+hastily, just in time to avoid shrinking away altogether.
+
+`That WAS a narrow escape!' said Alice, a good deal frightened at
+the sudden change, but very glad to find herself still in
+existence; `and now for the garden!' and she ran with all speed
+back to the little door: but, alas! the little door was shut
+again, and the little golden key was lying on the glass table as
+before, `and things are worse than ever,' thought the poor child,
+`for I never was so small as this before, never! And I declare
+it's too bad, that it is!'
+
+ As she said these words her foot slipped, and in another
+moment, splash! she was up to her chin in salt water. Her first
+idea was that she had somehow fallen into the sea, `and in that
+case I can go back by railway,' she said to herself. (Alice had
+been to the seaside once in her life, and had come to the general
+conclusion, that wherever you go to on the English coast you find
+a number of bathing machines in the sea, some children digging in
+the sand with wooden spades, then a row of lodging houses, and
+behind them a railway station.) However, she soon made out that
+she was in the pool of tears which she had wept when she was nine
+feet high.
+
+ `I wish I hadn't cried so much!' said Alice, as she swam about,
+trying to find her way out. `I shall be punished for it now, I
+suppose, by being drowned in my own tears! That WILL be a queer
+thing, to be sure! However, everything is queer to-day.'
+
+ Just then she heard something splashing about in the pool a
+little way off, and she swam nearer to make out what it was: at
+first she thought it must be a walrus or hippopotamus, but then
+she remembered how small she was now, and she soon made out that
+it was only a mouse that had slipped in like herself.
+
+ `Would it be of any use, now,' thought Alice, `to speak to this
+mouse? Everything is so out-of-the-way down here, that I should
+think very likely it can talk: at any rate, there's no harm in
+trying.' So she began: `O Mouse, do you know the way out of
+this pool? I am very tired of swimming about here, O Mouse!'
+(Alice thought this must be the right way of speaking to a mouse:
+she had never done such a thing before, but she remembered having
+seen in her brother's Latin Grammar, `A mouse--of a mouse--to a
+mouse--a mouse--O mouse!' The Mouse looked at her rather
+inquisitively, and seemed to her to wink with one of its little
+eyes, but it said nothing.
+
+ `Perhaps it doesn't understand English,' thought Alice; `I
+daresay it's a French mouse, come over with William the
+Conqueror.' (For, with all her knowledge of history, Alice had
+no very clear notion how long ago anything had happened.) So she
+began again: `Ou est ma chatte?' which was the first sentence in
+her French lesson-book. The Mouse gave a sudden leap out of the
+water, and seemed to quiver all over with fright. `Oh, I beg
+your pardon!' cried Alice hastily, afraid that she had hurt the
+poor animal's feelings. `I quite forgot you didn't like cats.'
+
+ `Not like cats!' cried the Mouse, in a shrill, passionate
+voice. `Would YOU like cats if you were me?'
+
+ `Well, perhaps not,' said Alice in a soothing tone: `don't be
+angry about it. And yet I wish I could show you our cat Dinah:
+I think you'd take a fancy to cats if you could only see her.
+She is such a dear quiet thing,' Alice went on, half to herself,
+as she swam lazily about in the pool, `and she sits purring so
+nicely by the fire, licking her paws and washing her face--and
+she is such a nice soft thing to nurse--and she's such a capital
+one for catching mice--oh, I beg your pardon!' cried Alice again,
+for this time the Mouse was bristling all over, and she felt
+certain it must be really offended. `We won't talk about her any
+more if you'd rather not.'
+
+ `We indeed!' cried the Mouse, who was trembling down to the end
+of his tail. `As if I would talk on such a subject! Our family
+always HATED cats: nasty, low, vulgar things! Don't let me hear
+the name again!'
+
+ `I won't indeed!' said Alice, in a great hurry to change the
+subject of conversation. `Are you--are you fond--of--of dogs?'
+The Mouse did not answer, so Alice went on eagerly: `There is
+such a nice little dog near our house I should like to show you!
+A little bright-eyed terrier, you know, with oh, such long curly
+brown hair! And it'll fetch things when you throw them, and
+it'll sit up and beg for its dinner, and all sorts of things--I
+can't remember half of them--and it belongs to a farmer, you
+know, and he says it's so useful, it's worth a hundred pounds!
+He says it kills all the rats and--oh dear!' cried Alice in a
+sorrowful tone, `I'm afraid I've offended it again!' For the
+Mouse was swimming away from her as hard as it could go, and
+making quite a commotion in the pool as it went.
+
+ So she called softly after it, `Mouse dear! Do come back
+again, and we won't talk about cats or dogs either, if you don't
+like them!' When the Mouse heard this, it turned round and swam
+slowly back to her: its face was quite pale (with passion, Alice
+thought), and it said in a low trembling voice, `Let us get to
+the shore, and then I'll tell you my history, and you'll
+understand why it is I hate cats and dogs.'
+
+ It was high time to go, for the pool was getting quite crowded
+with the birds and animals that had fallen into it: there were a
+Duck and a Dodo, a Lory and an Eaglet, and several other curious
+creatures. Alice led the way, and the whole party swam to the
+shore.
+
+
+
+ CHAPTER III
+
+ A Caucus-Race and a Long Tale
+
+
+ They were indeed a queer-looking party that assembled on the
+bank--the birds with draggled feathers, the animals with their
+fur clinging close to them, and all dripping wet, cross, and
+uncomfortable.
+
+ The first question of course was, how to get dry again: they
+had a consultation about this, and after a few minutes it seemed
+quite natural to Alice to find herself talking familiarly with
+them, as if she had known them all her life. Indeed, she had
+quite a long argument with the Lory, who at last turned sulky,
+and would only say, `I am older than you, and must know better';
+and this Alice would not allow without knowing how old it was,
+and, as the Lory positively refused to tell its age, there was no
+more to be said.
+
+ At last the Mouse, who seemed to be a person of authority among
+them, called out, `Sit down, all of you, and listen to me! I'LL
+soon make you dry enough!' They all sat down at once, in a large
+ring, with the Mouse in the middle. Alice kept her eyes
+anxiously fixed on it, for she felt sure she would catch a bad
+cold if she did not get dry very soon.
+
+ `Ahem!' said the Mouse with an important air, `are you all ready?
+This is the driest thing I know. Silence all round, if you please!
+"William the Conqueror, whose cause was favoured by the pope, was
+soon submitted to by the English, who wanted leaders, and had been
+of late much accustomed to usurpation and conquest. Edwin and
+Morcar, the earls of Mercia and Northumbria--"'
+
+ `Ugh!' said the Lory, with a shiver.
+
+ `I beg your pardon!' said the Mouse, frowning, but very
+politely: `Did you speak?'
+
+ `Not I!' said the Lory hastily.
+
+ `I thought you did,' said the Mouse. `--I proceed. "Edwin and
+Morcar, the earls of Mercia and Northumbria, declared for him:
+and even Stigand, the patriotic archbishop of Canterbury, found
+it advisable--"'
+
+ `Found WHAT?' said the Duck.
+
+ `Found IT,' the Mouse replied rather crossly: `of course you
+know what "it" means.'
+
+ `I know what "it" means well enough, when I find a thing,' said
+the Duck: `it's generally a frog or a worm. The question is,
+what did the archbishop find?'
+
+ The Mouse did not notice this question, but hurriedly went on,
+`"--found it advisable to go with Edgar Atheling to meet William
+and offer him the crown. William's conduct at first was
+moderate. But the insolence of his Normans--" How are you
+getting on now, my dear?' it continued, turning to Alice as it
+spoke.
+
+ `As wet as ever,' said Alice in a melancholy tone: `it doesn't
+seem to dry me at all.'
+
+ `In that case,' said the Dodo solemnly, rising to its feet, `I
+move that the meeting adjourn, for the immediate adoption of more
+energetic remedies--'
+
+ `Speak English!' said the Eaglet. `I don't know the meaning of
+half those long words, and, what's more, I don't believe you do
+either!' And the Eaglet bent down its head to hide a smile:
+some of the other birds tittered audibly.
+
+ `What I was going to say,' said the Dodo in an offended tone,
+`was, that the best thing to get us dry would be a Caucus-race.'
+
+ `What IS a Caucus-race?' said Alice; not that she wanted much
+to know, but the Dodo had paused as if it thought that SOMEBODY
+ought to speak, and no one else seemed inclined to say anything.
+
+ `Why,' said the Dodo, `the best way to explain it is to do it.'
+(And, as you might like to try the thing yourself, some winter
+day, I will tell you how the Dodo managed it.)
+
+ First it marked out a race-course, in a sort of circle, (`the
+exact shape doesn't matter,' it said,) and then all the party
+were placed along the course, here and there. There was no `One,
+two, three, and away,' but they began running when they liked,
+and left off when they liked, so that it was not easy to know
+when the race was over. However, when they had been running half
+an hour or so, and were quite dry again, the Dodo suddenly called
+out `The race is over!' and they all crowded round it, panting,
+and asking, `But who has won?'
+
+ This question the Dodo could not answer without a great deal of
+thought, and it sat for a long time with one finger pressed upon
+its forehead (the position in which you usually see Shakespeare,
+in the pictures of him), while the rest waited in silence. At
+last the Dodo said, `EVERYBODY has won, and all must have
+prizes.'
+
+ `But who is to give the prizes?' quite a chorus of voices
+asked.
+
+ `Why, SHE, of course,' said the Dodo, pointing to Alice with
+one finger; and the whole party at once crowded round her,
+calling out in a confused way, `Prizes! Prizes!'
+
+ Alice had no idea what to do, and in despair she put her hand
+in her pocket, and pulled out a box of comfits, (luckily the salt
+water had not got into it), and handed them round as prizes.
+There was exactly one a-piece all round.
+
+ `But she must have a prize herself, you know,' said the Mouse.
+
+ `Of course,' the Dodo replied very gravely. `What else have
+you got in your pocket?' he went on, turning to Alice.
+
+ `Only a thimble,' said Alice sadly.
+
+ `Hand it over here,' said the Dodo.
+
+ Then they all crowded round her once more, while the Dodo
+solemnly presented the thimble, saying `We beg your acceptance of
+this elegant thimble'; and, when it had finished this short
+speech, they all cheered.
+
+ Alice thought the whole thing very absurd, but they all looked
+so grave that she did not dare to laugh; and, as she could not
+think of anything to say, she simply bowed, and took the thimble,
+looking as solemn as she could.
+
+ The next thing was to eat the comfits: this caused some noise
+and confusion, as the large birds complained that they could not
+taste theirs, and the small ones choked and had to be patted on
+the back. However, it was over at last, and they sat down again
+in a ring, and begged the Mouse to tell them something more.
+
+ `You promised to tell me your history, you know,' said Alice,
+`and why it is you hate--C and D,' she added in a whisper, half
+afraid that it would be offended again.
+
+ `Mine is a long and a sad tale!' said the Mouse, turning to
+Alice, and sighing.
+
+ `It IS a long tail, certainly,' said Alice, looking down with
+wonder at the Mouse's tail; `but why do you call it sad?' And
+she kept on puzzling about it while the Mouse was speaking, so
+that her idea of the tale was something like this:--
+
+ `Fury said to a
+ mouse, That he
+ met in the
+ house,
+ "Let us
+ both go to
+ law: I will
+ prosecute
+ YOU. --Come,
+ I'll take no
+ denial; We
+ must have a
+ trial: For
+ really this
+ morning I've
+ nothing
+ to do."
+ Said the
+ mouse to the
+ cur, "Such
+ a trial,
+ dear Sir,
+ With
+ no jury
+ or judge,
+ would be
+ wasting
+ our
+ breath."
+ "I'll be
+ judge, I'll
+ be jury,"
+ Said
+ cunning
+ old Fury:
+ "I'll
+ try the
+ whole
+ cause,
+ and
+ condemn
+ you
+ to
+ death."'
+
+
+ `You are not attending!' said the Mouse to Alice severely.
+`What are you thinking of?'
+
+ `I beg your pardon,' said Alice very humbly: `you had got to
+the fifth bend, I think?'
+
+ `I had NOT!' cried the Mouse, sharply and very angrily.
+
+ `A knot!' said Alice, always ready to make herself useful, and
+looking anxiously about her. `Oh, do let me help to undo it!'
+
+ `I shall do nothing of the sort,' said the Mouse, getting up
+and walking away. `You insult me by talking such nonsense!'
+
+ `I didn't mean it!' pleaded poor Alice. `But you're so easily
+offended, you know!'
+
+ The Mouse only growled in reply.
+
+ `Please come back and finish your story!' Alice called after
+it; and the others all joined in chorus, `Yes, please do!' but
+the Mouse only shook its head impatiently, and walked a little
+quicker.
+
+ `What a pity it wouldn't stay!' sighed the Lory, as soon as it
+was quite out of sight; and an old Crab took the opportunity of
+saying to her daughter `Ah, my dear! Let this be a lesson to you
+never to lose YOUR temper!' `Hold your tongue, Ma!' said the
+young Crab, a little snappishly. `You're enough to try the
+patience of an oyster!'
+
+ `I wish I had our Dinah here, I know I do!' said Alice aloud,
+addressing nobody in particular. `She'd soon fetch it back!'
+
+ `And who is Dinah, if I might venture to ask the question?'
+said the Lory.
+
+ Alice replied eagerly, for she was always ready to talk about
+her pet: `Dinah's our cat. And she's such a capital one for
+catching mice you can't think! And oh, I wish you could see her
+after the birds! Why, she'll eat a little bird as soon as look
+at it!'
+
+ This speech caused a remarkable sensation among the party.
+Some of the birds hurried off at once: one old Magpie began
+wrapping itself up very carefully, remarking, `I really must be
+getting home; the night-air doesn't suit my throat!' and a Canary
+called out in a trembling voice to its children, `Come away, my
+dears! It's high time you were all in bed!' On various pretexts
+they all moved off, and Alice was soon left alone.
+
+ `I wish I hadn't mentioned Dinah!' she said to herself in a
+melancholy tone. `Nobody seems to like her, down here, and I'm
+sure she's the best cat in the world! Oh, my dear Dinah! I
+wonder if I shall ever see you any more!' And here poor Alice
+began to cry again, for she felt very lonely and low-spirited.
+In a little while, however, she again heard a little pattering of
+footsteps in the distance, and she looked up eagerly, half hoping
+that the Mouse had changed his mind, and was coming back to
+finish his story.
+
+
+
+ CHAPTER IV
+
+ The Rabbit Sends in a Little Bill
+
+
+ It was the White Rabbit, trotting slowly back again, and
+looking anxiously about as it went, as if it had lost something;
+and she heard it muttering to itself `The Duchess! The Duchess!
+Oh my dear paws! Oh my fur and whiskers! She'll get me
+executed, as sure as ferrets are ferrets! Where CAN I have
+dropped them, I wonder?' Alice guessed in a moment that it was
+looking for the fan and the pair of white kid gloves, and she
+very good-naturedly began hunting about for them, but they were
+nowhere to be seen--everything seemed to have changed since her
+swim in the pool, and the great hall, with the glass table and
+the little door, had vanished completely.
+
+ Very soon the Rabbit noticed Alice, as she went hunting about,
+and called out to her in an angry tone, `Why, Mary Ann, what ARE
+you doing out here? Run home this moment, and fetch me a pair of
+gloves and a fan! Quick, now!' And Alice was so much frightened
+that she ran off at once in the direction it pointed to, without
+trying to explain the mistake it had made.
+
+ `He took me for his housemaid,' she said to herself as she ran.
+`How surprised he'll be when he finds out who I am! But I'd
+better take him his fan and gloves--that is, if I can find them.'
+As she said this, she came upon a neat little house, on the door
+of which was a bright brass plate with the name `W. RABBIT'
+engraved upon it. She went in without knocking, and hurried
+upstairs, in great fear lest she should meet the real Mary Ann,
+and be turned out of the house before she had found the fan and
+gloves.
+
+ `How queer it seems,' Alice said to herself, `to be going
+messages for a rabbit! I suppose Dinah'll be sending me on
+messages next!' And she began fancying the sort of thing that
+would happen: `"Miss Alice! Come here directly, and get ready
+for your walk!" "Coming in a minute, nurse! But I've got to see
+that the mouse doesn't get out." Only I don't think,' Alice went
+on, `that they'd let Dinah stop in the house if it began ordering
+people about like that!'
+
+ By this time she had found her way into a tidy little room with
+a table in the window, and on it (as she had hoped) a fan and two
+or three pairs of tiny white kid gloves: she took up the fan and
+a pair of the gloves, and was just going to leave the room, when
+her eye fell upon a little bottle that stood near the looking-
+glass. There was no label this time with the words `DRINK ME,'
+but nevertheless she uncorked it and put it to her lips. `I know
+SOMETHING interesting is sure to happen,' she said to herself,
+`whenever I eat or drink anything; so I'll just see what this
+bottle does. I do hope it'll make me grow large again, for
+really I'm quite tired of being such a tiny little thing!'
+
+ It did so indeed, and much sooner than she had expected:
+before she had drunk half the bottle, she found her head pressing
+against the ceiling, and had to stoop to save her neck from being
+broken. She hastily put down the bottle, saying to herself
+`That's quite enough--I hope I shan't grow any more--As it is, I
+can't get out at the door--I do wish I hadn't drunk quite so
+much!'
+
+ Alas! it was too late to wish that! She went on growing, and
+growing, and very soon had to kneel down on the floor: in
+another minute there was not even room for this, and she tried
+the effect of lying down with one elbow against the door, and the
+other arm curled round her head. Still she went on growing, and,
+as a last resource, she put one arm out of the window, and one
+foot up the chimney, and said to herself `Now I can do no more,
+whatever happens. What WILL become of me?'
+
+ Luckily for Alice, the little magic bottle had now had its full
+effect, and she grew no larger: still it was very uncomfortable,
+and, as there seemed to be no sort of chance of her ever getting
+out of the room again, no wonder she felt unhappy.
+
+ `It was much pleasanter at home,' thought poor Alice, `when one
+wasn't always growing larger and smaller, and being ordered about
+by mice and rabbits. I almost wish I hadn't gone down that
+rabbit-hole--and yet--and yet--it's rather curious, you know,
+this sort of life! I do wonder what CAN have happened to me!
+When I used to read fairy-tales, I fancied that kind of thing
+never happened, and now here I am in the middle of one! There
+ought to be a book written about me, that there ought! And when
+I grow up, I'll write one--but I'm grown up now,' she added in a
+sorrowful tone; `at least there's no room to grow up any more
+HERE.'
+
+ `But then,' thought Alice, `shall I NEVER get any older than I
+am now? That'll be a comfort, one way--never to be an old woman--
+but then--always to have lessons to learn! Oh, I shouldn't like THAT!'
+
+ `Oh, you foolish Alice!' she answered herself. `How can you
+learn lessons in here? Why, there's hardly room for YOU, and no
+room at all for any lesson-books!'
+
+ And so she went on, taking first one side and then the other,
+and making quite a conversation of it altogether; but after a few
+minutes she heard a voice outside, and stopped to listen.
+
+ `Mary Ann! Mary Ann!' said the voice. `Fetch me my gloves
+this moment!' Then came a little pattering of feet on the
+stairs. Alice knew it was the Rabbit coming to look for her, and
+she trembled till she shook the house, quite forgetting that she
+was now about a thousand times as large as the Rabbit, and had no
+reason to be afraid of it.
+
+ Presently the Rabbit came up to the door, and tried to open it;
+but, as the door opened inwards, and Alice's elbow was pressed
+hard against it, that attempt proved a failure. Alice heard it
+say to itself `Then I'll go round and get in at the window.'
+
+ `THAT you won't' thought Alice, and, after waiting till she
+fancied she heard the Rabbit just under the window, she suddenly
+spread out her hand, and made a snatch in the air. She did not
+get hold of anything, but she heard a little shriek and a fall,
+and a crash of broken glass, from which she concluded that it was
+just possible it had fallen into a cucumber-frame, or something
+of the sort.
+
+ Next came an angry voice--the Rabbit's--`Pat! Pat! Where are
+you?' And then a voice she had never heard before, `Sure then
+I'm here! Digging for apples, yer honour!'
+
+ `Digging for apples, indeed!' said the Rabbit angrily. `Here!
+Come and help me out of THIS!' (Sounds of more broken glass.)
+
+ `Now tell me, Pat, what's that in the window?'
+
+ `Sure, it's an arm, yer honour!' (He pronounced it `arrum.')
+
+ `An arm, you goose! Who ever saw one that size? Why, it
+fills the whole window!'
+
+ `Sure, it does, yer honour: but it's an arm for all that.'
+
+ `Well, it's got no business there, at any rate: go and take it
+away!'
+
+ There was a long silence after this, and Alice could only hear
+whispers now and then; such as, `Sure, I don't like it, yer
+honour, at all, at all!' `Do as I tell you, you coward!' and at
+last she spread out her hand again, and made another snatch in
+the air. This time there were TWO little shrieks, and more
+sounds of broken glass. `What a number of cucumber-frames there
+must be!' thought Alice. `I wonder what they'll do next! As for
+pulling me out of the window, I only wish they COULD! I'm sure I
+don't want to stay in here any longer!'
+
+ She waited for some time without hearing anything more: at
+last came a rumbling of little cartwheels, and the sound of a
+good many voices all talking together: she made out the words:
+`Where's the other ladder?--Why, I hadn't to bring but one;
+Bill's got the other--Bill! fetch it here, lad!--Here, put 'em up
+at this corner--No, tie 'em together first--they don't reach half
+high enough yet--Oh! they'll do well enough; don't be particular--
+Here, Bill! catch hold of this rope--Will the roof bear?--Mind
+that loose slate--Oh, it's coming down! Heads below!' (a loud
+crash)--`Now, who did that?--It was Bill, I fancy--Who's to go
+down the chimney?--Nay, I shan't! YOU do it!--That I won't,
+then!--Bill's to go down--Here, Bill! the master says you're to
+go down the chimney!'
+
+ `Oh! So Bill's got to come down the chimney, has he?' said
+Alice to herself. `Shy, they seem to put everything upon Bill!
+I wouldn't be in Bill's place for a good deal: this fireplace is
+narrow, to be sure; but I THINK I can kick a little!'
+
+ She drew her foot as far down the chimney as she could, and
+waited till she heard a little animal (she couldn't guess of what
+sort it was) scratching and scrambling about in the chimney close
+above her: then, saying to herself `This is Bill,' she gave one
+sharp kick, and waited to see what would happen next.
+
+ The first thing she heard was a general chorus of `There goes
+Bill!' then the Rabbit's voice along--`Catch him, you by the
+hedge!' then silence, and then another confusion of voices--`Hold
+up his head--Brandy now--Don't choke him--How was it, old fellow?
+What happened to you? Tell us all about it!'
+
+ Last came a little feeble, squeaking voice, (`That's Bill,'
+thought Alice,) `Well, I hardly know--No more, thank ye; I'm
+better now--but I'm a deal too flustered to tell you--all I know
+is, something comes at me like a Jack-in-the-box, and up I goes
+like a sky-rocket!'
+
+ `So you did, old fellow!' said the others.
+
+ `We must burn the house down!' said the Rabbit's voice; and
+Alice called out as loud as she could, `If you do. I'll set
+Dinah at you!'
+
+ There was a dead silence instantly, and Alice thought to
+herself, `I wonder what they WILL do next! If they had any
+sense, they'd take the roof off.' After a minute or two, they
+began moving about again, and Alice heard the Rabbit say, `A
+barrowful will do, to begin with.'
+
+ `A barrowful of WHAT?' thought Alice; but she had not long to
+doubt, for the next moment a shower of little pebbles came
+rattling in at the window, and some of them hit her in the face.
+`I'll put a stop to this,' she said to herself, and shouted out,
+`You'd better not do that again!' which produced another dead
+silence.
+
+ Alice noticed with some surprise that the pebbles were all
+turning into little cakes as they lay on the floor, and a bright
+idea came into her head. `If I eat one of these cakes,' she
+thought, `it's sure to make SOME change in my size; and as it
+can't possibly make me larger, it must make me smaller, I
+suppose.'
+
+ So she swallowed one of the cakes, and was delighted to find
+that she began shrinking directly. As soon as she was small
+enough to get through the door, she ran out of the house, and
+found quite a crowd of little animals and birds waiting outside.
+The poor little Lizard, Bill, was in the middle, being held up by
+two guinea-pigs, who were giving it something out of a bottle.
+They all made a rush at Alice the moment she appeared; but she
+ran off as hard as she could, and soon found herself safe in a
+thick wood.
+
+ `The first thing I've got to do,' said Alice to herself, as she
+wandered about in the wood, `is to grow to my right size again;
+and the second thing is to find my way into that lovely garden.
+I think that will be the best plan.'
+
+ It sounded an excellent plan, no doubt, and very neatly and
+simply arranged; the only difficulty was, that she had not the
+smallest idea how to set about it; and while she was peering
+about anxiously among the trees, a little sharp bark just over
+her head made her look up in a great hurry.
+
+ An enormous puppy was looking down at her with large round
+eyes, and feebly stretching out one paw, trying to touch her.
+`Poor little thing!' said Alice, in a coaxing tone, and she tried
+hard to whistle to it; but she was terribly frightened all the
+time at the thought that it might be hungry, in which case it
+would be very likely to eat her up in spite of all her coaxing.
+
+ Hardly knowing what she did, she picked up a little bit of
+stick, and held it out to the puppy; whereupon the puppy jumped
+into the air off all its feet at once, with a yelp of delight,
+and rushed at the stick, and made believe to worry it; then Alice
+dodged behind a great thistle, to keep herself from being run
+over; and the moment she appeared on the other side, the puppy
+made another rush at the stick, and tumbled head over heels in
+its hurry to get hold of it; then Alice, thinking it was very
+like having a game of play with a cart-horse, and expecting every
+moment to be trampled under its feet, ran round the thistle
+again; then the puppy began a series of short charges at the
+stick, running a very little way forwards each time and a long
+way back, and barking hoarsely all the while, till at last it sat
+down a good way off, panting, with its tongue hanging out of its
+mouth, and its great eyes half shut.
+
+ This seemed to Alice a good opportunity for making her escape;
+so she set off at once, and ran till she was quite tired and out
+of breath, and till the puppy's bark sounded quite faint in the
+distance.
+
+ `And yet what a dear little puppy it was!' said Alice, as she
+leant against a buttercup to rest herself, and fanned herself
+with one of the leaves: `I should have liked teaching it tricks
+very much, if--if I'd only been the right size to do it! Oh
+dear! I'd nearly forgotten that I've got to grow up again! Let
+me see--how IS it to be managed? I suppose I ought to eat or
+drink something or other; but the great question is, what?'
+
+ The great question certainly was, what? Alice looked all round
+her at the flowers and the blades of grass, but she did not see
+anything that looked like the right thing to eat or drink under
+the circumstances. There was a large mushroom growing near her,
+about the same height as herself; and when she had looked under
+it, and on both sides of it, and behind it, it occurred to her
+that she might as well look and see what was on the top of it.
+
+ She stretched herself up on tiptoe, and peeped over the edge of
+the mushroom, and her eyes immediately met those of a large
+caterpillar, that was sitting on the top with its arms folded,
+quietly smoking a long hookah, and taking not the smallest notice
+of her or of anything else.
+
+
+
+ CHAPTER V
+
+ Advice from a Caterpillar
+
+
+ The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in
+silence: at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its
+mouth, and addressed her in a languid, sleepy voice.
+
+ `Who are YOU?' said the Caterpillar.
+
+ This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice
+replied, rather shyly, `I--I hardly know, sir, just at present--
+at least I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think
+I must have been changed several times since then.'
+
+ `What do you mean by that?' said the Caterpillar sternly.
+`Explain yourself!'
+
+ `I can't explain MYSELF, I'm afraid, sir' said Alice, `because
+I'm not myself, you see.'
+
+ `I don't see,' said the Caterpillar.
+
+ `I'm afraid I can't put it more clearly,' Alice replied very
+politely, `for I can't understand it myself to begin with; and
+being so many different sizes in a day is very confusing.'
+
+ `It isn't,' said the Caterpillar.
+
+ `Well, perhaps you haven't found it so yet,' said Alice; `but
+when you have to turn into a chrysalis--you will some day, you
+know--and then after that into a butterfly, I should think you'll
+feel it a little queer, won't you?'
+
+ `Not a bit,' said the Caterpillar.
+
+ `Well, perhaps your feelings may be different,' said Alice;
+`all I know is, it would feel very queer to ME.'
+
+ `You!' said the Caterpillar contemptuously. `Who are YOU?'
+
+ Which brought them back again to the beginning of the
+conversation. Alice felt a little irritated at the Caterpillar's
+making such VERY short remarks, and she drew herself up and said,
+very gravely, `I think, you ought to tell me who YOU are, first.'
+
+ `Why?' said the Caterpillar.
+
+ Here was another puzzling question; and as Alice could not
+think of any good reason, and as the Caterpillar seemed to be in
+a VERY unpleasant state of mind, she turned away.
+
+ `Come back!' the Caterpillar called after her. `I've something
+important to say!'
+
+ This sounded promising, certainly: Alice turned and came back
+again.
+
+ `Keep your temper,' said the Caterpillar.
+
+ `Is that all?' said Alice, swallowing down her anger as well as
+she could.
+
+ `No,' said the Caterpillar.
+
+ Alice thought she might as well wait, as she had nothing else
+to do, and perhaps after all it might tell her something worth
+hearing. For some minutes it puffed away without speaking, but
+at last it unfolded its arms, took the hookah out of its mouth
+again, and said, `So you think you're changed, do you?'
+
+ `I'm afraid I am, sir,' said Alice; `I can't remember things as
+I used--and I don't keep the same size for ten minutes together!'
+
+ `Can't remember WHAT things?' said the Caterpillar.
+
+ `Well, I've tried to say "HOW DOTH THE LITTLE BUSY BEE," but it
+all came different!' Alice replied in a very melancholy voice.
+
+ `Repeat, "YOU ARE OLD, FATHER WILLIAM,"' said the Caterpillar.
+
+ Alice folded her hands, and began:--
+
+ `You are old, Father William,' the young man said,
+ `And your hair has become very white;
+ And yet you incessantly stand on your head--
+ Do you think, at your age, it is right?'
+
+ `In my youth,' Father William replied to his son,
+ `I feared it might injure the brain;
+ But, now that I'm perfectly sure I have none,
+ Why, I do it again and again.'
+
+ `You are old,' said the youth, `as I mentioned before,
+ And have grown most uncommonly fat;
+ Yet you turned a back-somersault in at the door--
+ Pray, what is the reason of that?'
+
+ `In my youth,' said the sage, as he shook his grey locks,
+ `I kept all my limbs very supple
+ By the use of this ointment--one shilling the box--
+ Allow me to sell you a couple?'
+
+ `You are old,' said the youth, `and your jaws are too weak
+ For anything tougher than suet;
+ Yet you finished the goose, with the bones and the beak--
+ Pray how did you manage to do it?'
+
+ `In my youth,' said his father, `I took to the law,
+ And argued each case with my wife;
+ And the muscular strength, which it gave to my jaw,
+ Has lasted the rest of my life.'
+
+ `You are old,' said the youth, `one would hardly suppose
+ That your eye was as steady as ever;
+ Yet you balanced an eel on the end of your nose--
+ What made you so awfully clever?'
+
+ `I have answered three questions, and that is enough,'
+ Said his father; `don't give yourself airs!
+ Do you think I can listen all day to such stuff?
+ Be off, or I'll kick you down stairs!'
+
+
+ `That is not said right,' said the Caterpillar.
+
+ `Not QUITE right, I'm afraid,' said Alice, timidly; `some of the
+words have got altered.'
+
+ `It is wrong from beginning to end,' said the Caterpillar
+decidedly, and there was silence for some minutes.
+
+ The Caterpillar was the first to speak.
+
+ `What size do you want to be?' it asked.
+
+ `Oh, I'm not particular as to size,' Alice hastily replied;
+`only one doesn't like changing so often, you know.'
+
+ `I DON'T know,' said the Caterpillar.
+
+ Alice said nothing: she had never been so much contradicted in
+her life before, and she felt that she was losing her temper.
+
+ `Are you content now?' said the Caterpillar.
+
+ `Well, I should like to be a LITTLE larger, sir, if you
+wouldn't mind,' said Alice: `three inches is such a wretched
+height to be.'
+
+ `It is a very good height indeed!' said the Caterpillar
+angrily, rearing itself upright as it spoke (it was exactly three
+inches high).
+
+ `But I'm not used to it!' pleaded poor Alice in a piteous tone.
+And she thought of herself, `I wish the creatures wouldn't be so
+easily offended!'
+
+ `You'll get used to it in time,' said the Caterpillar; and it
+put the hookah into its mouth and began smoking again.
+
+ This time Alice waited patiently until it chose to speak again.
+In a minute or two the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its
+mouth and yawned once or twice, and shook itself. Then it got
+down off the mushroom, and crawled away in the grass, merely
+remarking as it went, `One side will make you grow taller, and
+the other side will make you grow shorter.'
+
+ `One side of WHAT? The other side of WHAT?' thought Alice to
+herself.
+
+ `Of the mushroom,' said the Caterpillar, just as if she had
+asked it aloud; and in another moment it was out of sight.
+
+ Alice remained looking thoughtfully at the mushroom for a
+minute, trying to make out which were the two sides of it; and as
+it was perfectly round, she found this a very difficult question.
+However, at last she stretched her arms round it as far as they
+would go, and broke off a bit of the edge with each hand.
+
+ `And now which is which?' she said to herself, and nibbled a
+little of the right-hand bit to try the effect: the next moment
+she felt a violent blow underneath her chin: it had struck her
+foot!
+
+ She was a good deal frightened by this very sudden change, but
+she felt that there was no time to be lost, as she was shrinking
+rapidly; so she set to work at once to eat some of the other bit.
+Her chin was pressed so closely against her foot, that there was
+hardly room to open her mouth; but she did it at last, and
+managed to swallow a morsel of the lefthand bit.
+
+
+ * * * * * * *
+
+ * * * * * *
+
+ * * * * * * *
+
+ `Come, my head's free at last!' said Alice in a tone of
+delight, which changed into alarm in another moment, when she
+found that her shoulders were nowhere to be found: all she could
+see, when she looked down, was an immense length of neck, which
+seemed to rise like a stalk out of a sea of green leaves that lay
+far below her.
+
+ `What CAN all that green stuff be?' said Alice. `And where
+HAVE my shoulders got to? And oh, my poor hands, how is it I
+can't see you?' She was moving them about as she spoke, but no
+result seemed to follow, except a little shaking among the
+distant green leaves.
+
+ As there seemed to be no chance of getting her hands up to her
+head, she tried to get her head down to them, and was delighted
+to find that her neck would bend about easily in any direction,
+like a serpent. She had just succeeded in curving it down into a
+graceful zigzag, and was going to dive in among the leaves, which
+she found to be nothing but the tops of the trees under which she
+had been wandering, when a sharp hiss made her draw back in a
+hurry: a large pigeon had flown into her face, and was beating
+her violently with its wings.
+
+ `Serpent!' screamed the Pigeon.
+
+ `I'm NOT a serpent!' said Alice indignantly. `Let me alone!'
+
+ `Serpent, I say again!' repeated the Pigeon, but in a more
+subdued tone, and added with a kind of sob, `I've tried every
+way, and nothing seems to suit them!'
+
+ `I haven't the least idea what you're talking about,' said
+Alice.
+
+ `I've tried the roots of trees, and I've tried banks, and I've
+tried hedges,' the Pigeon went on, without attending to her; `but
+those serpents! There's no pleasing them!'
+
+ Alice was more and more puzzled, but she thought there was no
+use in saying anything more till the Pigeon had finished.
+
+ `As if it wasn't trouble enough hatching the eggs,' said the
+Pigeon; `but I must be on the look-out for serpents night and
+day! Why, I haven't had a wink of sleep these three weeks!'
+
+ `I'm very sorry you've been annoyed,' said Alice, who was
+beginning to see its meaning.
+
+ `And just as I'd taken the highest tree in the wood,' continued
+the Pigeon, raising its voice to a shriek, `and just as I was
+thinking I should be free of them at last, they must needs come
+wriggling down from the sky! Ugh, Serpent!'
+
+ `But I'm NOT a serpent, I tell you!' said Alice. `I'm a--I'm
+a--'
+
+ `Well! WHAT are you?' said the Pigeon. `I can see you're
+trying to invent something!'
+
+ `I--I'm a little girl,' said Alice, rather doubtfully, as she
+remembered the number of changes she had gone through that day.
+
+ `A likely story indeed!' said the Pigeon in a tone of the
+deepest contempt. `I've seen a good many little girls in my
+time, but never ONE with such a neck as that! No, no! You're a
+serpent; and there's no use denying it. I suppose you'll be
+telling me next that you never tasted an egg!'
+
+ `I HAVE tasted eggs, certainly,' said Alice, who was a very
+truthful child; `but little girls eat eggs quite as much as
+serpents do, you know.'
+
+ `I don't believe it,' said the Pigeon; `but if they do, why
+then they're a kind of serpent, that's all I can say.'
+
+ This was such a new idea to Alice, that she was quite silent
+for a minute or two, which gave the Pigeon the opportunity of
+adding, `You're looking for eggs, I know THAT well enough; and
+what does it matter to me whether you're a little girl or a
+serpent?'
+
+ `It matters a good deal to ME,' said Alice hastily; `but I'm
+not looking for eggs, as it happens; and if I was, I shouldn't
+want YOURS: I don't like them raw.'
+
+ `Well, be off, then!' said the Pigeon in a sulky tone, as it
+settled down again into its nest. Alice crouched down among the
+trees as well as she could, for her neck kept getting entangled
+among the branches, and every now and then she had to stop and
+untwist it. After a while she remembered that she still held the
+pieces of mushroom in her hands, and she set to work very
+carefully, nibbling first at one and then at the other, and
+growing sometimes taller and sometimes shorter, until she had
+succeeded in bringing herself down to her usual height.
+
+ It was so long since she had been anything near the right size,
+that it felt quite strange at first; but she got used to it in a
+few minutes, and began talking to herself, as usual. `Come,
+there's half my plan done now! How puzzling all these changes
+are! I'm never sure what I'm going to be, from one minute to
+another! However, I've got back to my right size: the next
+thing is, to get into that beautiful garden--how IS that to be
+done, I wonder?' As she said this, she came suddenly upon an
+open place, with a little house in it about four feet high.
+`Whoever lives there,' thought Alice, `it'll never do to come
+upon them THIS size: why, I should frighten them out of their
+wits!' So she began nibbling at the righthand bit again, and did
+not venture to go near the house till she had brought herself
+down to nine inches high.
+
+
+
+ CHAPTER VI
+
+ Pig and Pepper
+
+
+ For a minute or two she stood looking at the house, and
+wondering what to do next, when suddenly a footman in livery came
+running out of the wood--(she considered him to be a footman
+because he was in livery: otherwise, judging by his face only,
+she would have called him a fish)--and rapped loudly at the door
+with his knuckles. It was opened by another footman in livery,
+with a round face, and large eyes like a frog; and both footmen,
+Alice noticed, had powdered hair that curled all over their
+heads. She felt very curious to know what it was all about, and
+crept a little way out of the wood to listen.
+
+ The Fish-Footman began by producing from under his arm a great
+letter, nearly as large as himself, and this he handed over to
+the other, saying, in a solemn tone, `For the Duchess. An
+invitation from the Queen to play croquet.' The Frog-Footman
+repeated, in the same solemn tone, only changing the order of the
+words a little, `From the Queen. An invitation for the Duchess
+to play croquet.'
+
+ Then they both bowed low, and their curls got entangled
+together.
+
+ Alice laughed so much at this, that she had to run back into
+the wood for fear of their hearing her; and when she next peeped
+out the Fish-Footman was gone, and the other was sitting on the
+ground near the door, staring stupidly up into the sky.
+
+ Alice went timidly up to the door, and knocked.
+
+ `There's no sort of use in knocking,' said the Footman, `and
+that for two reasons. First, because I'm on the same side of the
+door as you are; secondly, because they're making such a noise
+inside, no one could possibly hear you.' And certainly there was
+a most extraordinary noise going on within--a constant howling
+and sneezing, and every now and then a great crash, as if a dish
+or kettle had been broken to pieces.
+
+ `Please, then,' said Alice, `how am I to get in?'
+
+ `There might be some sense in your knocking,' the Footman went
+on without attending to her, `if we had the door between us. For
+instance, if you were INSIDE, you might knock, and I could let
+you out, you know.' He was looking up into the sky all the time
+he was speaking, and this Alice thought decidedly uncivil. `But
+perhaps he can't help it,' she said to herself; `his eyes are so
+VERY nearly at the top of his head. But at any rate he might
+answer questions.--How am I to get in?' she repeated, aloud.
+
+ `I shall sit here,' the Footman remarked, `till tomorrow--'
+
+ At this moment the door of the house opened, and a large plate
+came skimming out, straight at the Footman's head: it just
+grazed his nose, and broke to pieces against one of the trees
+behind him.
+
+ `--or next day, maybe,' the Footman continued in the same tone,
+exactly as if nothing had happened.
+
+ `How am I to get in?' asked Alice again, in a louder tone.
+
+ `ARE you to get in at all?' said the Footman. `That's the
+first question, you know.'
+
+ It was, no doubt: only Alice did not like to be told so.
+`It's really dreadful,' she muttered to herself, `the way all the
+creatures argue. It's enough to drive one crazy!'
+
+ The Footman seemed to think this a good opportunity for
+repeating his remark, with variations. `I shall sit here,' he
+said, `on and off, for days and days.'
+
+ `But what am I to do?' said Alice.
+
+ `Anything you like,' said the Footman, and began whistling.
+
+ `Oh, there's no use in talking to him,' said Alice desperately:
+`he's perfectly idiotic!' And she opened the door and went in.
+
+ The door led right into a large kitchen, which was full of
+smoke from one end to the other: the Duchess was sitting on a
+three-legged stool in the middle, nursing a baby; the cook was
+leaning over the fire, stirring a large cauldron which seemed to
+be full of soup.
+
+ `There's certainly too much pepper in that soup!' Alice said to
+herself, as well as she could for sneezing.
+
+ There was certainly too much of it in the air. Even the
+Duchess sneezed occasionally; and as for the baby, it was
+sneezing and howling alternately without a moment's pause. The
+only things in the kitchen that did not sneeze, were the cook,
+and a large cat which was sitting on the hearth and grinning from
+ear to ear.
+
+ `Please would you tell me,' said Alice, a little timidly, for
+she was not quite sure whether it was good manners for her to
+speak first, `why your cat grins like that?'
+
+ `It's a Cheshire cat,' said the Duchess, `and that's why. Pig!'
+
+ She said the last word with such sudden violence that Alice
+quite jumped; but she saw in another moment that it was addressed
+to the baby, and not to her, so she took courage, and went on
+again:--
+
+ `I didn't know that Cheshire cats always grinned; in fact, I
+didn't know that cats COULD grin.'
+
+ `They all can,' said the Duchess; `and most of 'em do.'
+
+ `I don't know of any that do,' Alice said very politely,
+feeling quite pleased to have got into a conversation.
+
+ `You don't know much,' said the Duchess; `and that's a fact.'
+
+ Alice did not at all like the tone of this remark, and thought
+it would be as well to introduce some other subject of
+conversation. While she was trying to fix on one, the cook took
+the cauldron of soup off the fire, and at once set to work
+throwing everything within her reach at the Duchess and the baby
+--the fire-irons came first; then followed a shower of saucepans,
+plates, and dishes. The Duchess took no notice of them even when
+they hit her; and the baby was howling so much already, that it
+was quite impossible to say whether the blows hurt it or not.
+
+ `Oh, PLEASE mind what you're doing!' cried Alice, jumping up
+and down in an agony of terror. `Oh, there goes his PRECIOUS
+nose'; as an unusually large saucepan flew close by it, and very
+nearly carried it off.
+
+ `If everybody minded their own business,' the Duchess said in a
+hoarse growl, `the world would go round a deal faster than it
+does.'
+
+ `Which would NOT be an advantage,' said Alice, who felt very
+glad to get an opportunity of showing off a little of her
+knowledge. `Just think of what work it would make with the day
+and night! You see the earth takes twenty-four hours to turn
+round on its axis--'
+
+ `Talking of axes,' said the Duchess, `chop off her head!'
+
+ Alice glanced rather anxiously at the cook, to see if she meant
+to take the hint; but the cook was busily stirring the soup, and
+seemed not to be listening, so she went on again: `Twenty-four
+hours, I THINK; or is it twelve? I--'
+
+ `Oh, don't bother ME,' said the Duchess; `I never could abide
+figures!' And with that she began nursing her child again,
+singing a sort of lullaby to it as she did so, and giving it a
+violent shake at the end of every line:
+
+ `Speak roughly to your little boy,
+ And beat him when he sneezes:
+ He only does it to annoy,
+ Because he knows it teases.'
+
+ CHORUS.
+
+ (In which the cook and the baby joined):--
+
+ `Wow! wow! wow!'
+
+ While the Duchess sang the second verse of the song, she kept
+tossing the baby violently up and down, and the poor little thing
+howled so, that Alice could hardly hear the words:--
+
+ `I speak severely to my boy,
+ I beat him when he sneezes;
+ For he can thoroughly enjoy
+ The pepper when he pleases!'
+
+ CHORUS.
+
+ `Wow! wow! wow!'
+
+ `Here! you may nurse it a bit, if you like!' the Duchess said
+to Alice, flinging the baby at her as she spoke. `I must go and
+get ready to play croquet with the Queen,' and she hurried out of
+the room. The cook threw a frying-pan after her as she went out,
+but it just missed her.
+
+ Alice caught the baby with some difficulty, as it was a queer-
+shaped little creature, and held out its arms and legs in all
+directions, `just like a star-fish,' thought Alice. The poor
+little thing was snorting like a steam-engine when she caught it,
+and kept doubling itself up and straightening itself out again,
+so that altogether, for the first minute or two, it was as much
+as she could do to hold it.
+
+ As soon as she had made out the proper way of nursing it,
+(which was to twist it up into a sort of knot, and then keep
+tight hold of its right ear and left foot, so as to prevent its
+undoing itself,) she carried it out into the open air. `IF I
+don't take this child away with me,' thought Alice, `they're sure
+to kill it in a day or two: wouldn't it be murder to leave it
+behind?' She said the last words out loud, and the little thing
+grunted in reply (it had left off sneezing by this time). `Don't
+grunt,' said Alice; `that's not at all a proper way of expressing
+yourself.'
+
+ The baby grunted again, and Alice looked very anxiously into
+its face to see what was the matter with it. There could be no
+doubt that it had a VERY turn-up nose, much more like a snout
+than a real nose; also its eyes were getting extremely small for
+a baby: altogether Alice did not like the look of the thing at
+all. `But perhaps it was only sobbing,' she thought, and looked
+into its eyes again, to see if there were any tears.
+
+ No, there were no tears. `If you're going to turn into a pig,
+my dear,' said Alice, seriously, `I'll have nothing more to do
+with you. Mind now!' The poor little thing sobbed again (or
+grunted, it was impossible to say which), and they went on for
+some while in silence.
+
+ Alice was just beginning to think to herself, `Now, what am I
+to do with this creature when I get it home?' when it grunted
+again, so violently, that she looked down into its face in some
+alarm. This time there could be NO mistake about it: it was
+neither more nor less than a pig, and she felt that it would be
+quite absurd for her to carry it further.
+
+ So she set the little creature down, and felt quite relieved to
+see it trot away quietly into the wood. `If it had grown up,'
+she said to herself, `it would have made a dreadfully ugly child:
+but it makes rather a handsome pig, I think.' And she began
+thinking over other children she knew, who might do very well as
+pigs, and was just saying to herself, `if one only knew the right
+way to change them--' when she was a little startled by seeing
+the Cheshire Cat sitting on a bough of a tree a few yards off.
+
+ The Cat only grinned when it saw Alice. It looked good-
+natured, she thought: still it had VERY long claws and a great
+many teeth, so she felt that it ought to be treated with respect.
+
+ `Cheshire Puss,' she began, rather timidly, as she did not at
+all know whether it would like the name: however, it only
+grinned a little wider. `Come, it's pleased so far,' thought
+Alice, and she went on. `Would you tell me, please, which way I
+ought to go from here?'
+
+ `That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,' said
+the Cat.
+
+ `I don't much care where--' said Alice.
+
+ `Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat.
+
+ `--so long as I get SOMEWHERE,' Alice added as an explanation.
+
+ `Oh, you're sure to do that,' said the Cat, `if you only walk
+long enough.'
+
+ Alice felt that this could not be denied, so she tried another
+question. `What sort of people live about here?'
+
+ `In THAT direction,' the Cat said, waving its right paw round,
+`lives a Hatter: and in THAT direction,' waving the other paw,
+`lives a March Hare. Visit either you like: they're both mad.'
+
+ `But I don't want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked.
+
+ `Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat: `we're all mad here.
+I'm mad. You're mad.'
+
+ `How do you know I'm mad?' said Alice.
+
+ `You must be,' said the Cat, `or you wouldn't have come here.'
+
+ Alice didn't think that proved it at all; however, she went on
+`And how do you know that you're mad?'
+
+ `To begin with,' said the Cat, `a dog's not mad. You grant
+that?'
+
+ `I suppose so,' said Alice.
+
+ `Well, then,' the Cat went on, `you see, a dog growls when it's
+angry, and wags its tail when it's pleased. Now I growl when I'm
+pleased, and wag my tail when I'm angry. Therefore I'm mad.'
+
+ `I call it purring, not growling,' said Alice.
+
+ `Call it what you like,' said the Cat. `Do you play croquet
+with the Queen to-day?'
+
+ `I should like it very much,' said Alice, `but I haven't been
+invited yet.'
+
+ `You'll see me there,' said the Cat, and vanished.
+
+ Alice was not much surprised at this, she was getting so used
+to queer things happening. While she was looking at the place
+where it had been, it suddenly appeared again.
+
+ `By-the-bye, what became of the baby?' said the Cat. `I'd
+nearly forgotten to ask.'
+
+ `It turned into a pig,' Alice quietly said, just as if it had
+come back in a natural way.
+
+ `I thought it would,' said the Cat, and vanished again.
+
+ Alice waited a little, half expecting to see it again, but it
+did not appear, and after a minute or two she walked on in the
+direction in which the March Hare was said to live. `I've seen
+hatters before,' she said to herself; `the March Hare will be
+much the most interesting, and perhaps as this is May it won't be
+raving mad--at least not so mad as it was in March.' As she said
+this, she looked up, and there was the Cat again, sitting on a
+branch of a tree.
+
+ `Did you say pig, or fig?' said the Cat.
+
+ `I said pig,' replied Alice; `and I wish you wouldn't keep
+appearing and vanishing so suddenly: you make one quite giddy.'
+
+ `All right,' said the Cat; and this time it vanished quite slowly,
+beginning with the end of the tail, and ending with the grin,
+which remained some time after the rest of it had gone.
+
+ `Well! I've often seen a cat without a grin,' thought Alice;
+`but a grin without a cat! It's the most curious thing I ever
+saw in my life!'
+
+ She had not gone much farther before she came in sight of the
+house of the March Hare: she thought it must be the right house,
+because the chimneys were shaped like ears and the roof was
+thatched with fur. It was so large a house, that she did not
+like to go nearer till she had nibbled some more of the lefthand
+bit of mushroom, and raised herself to about two feet high: even
+then she walked up towards it rather timidly, saying to herself
+`Suppose it should be raving mad after all! I almost wish I'd
+gone to see the Hatter instead!'
+
+
+
+ CHAPTER VII
+
+ A Mad Tea-Party
+
+
+ There was a table set out under a tree in front of the house,
+and the March Hare and the Hatter were having tea at it: a
+Dormouse was sitting between them, fast asleep, and the other two
+were using it as a cushion, resting their elbows on it, and talking
+over its head. `Very uncomfortable for the Dormouse,' thought Alice;
+`only, as it's asleep, I suppose it doesn't mind.'
+
+ The table was a large one, but the three were all crowded
+together at one corner of it: `No room! No room!' they cried
+out when they saw Alice coming. `There's PLENTY of room!' said
+Alice indignantly, and she sat down in a large arm-chair at one
+end of the table.
+
+ `Have some wine,' the March Hare said in an encouraging tone.
+
+ Alice looked all round the table, but there was nothing on it
+but tea. `I don't see any wine,' she remarked.
+
+ `There isn't any,' said the March Hare.
+
+ `Then it wasn't very civil of you to offer it,' said Alice
+angrily.
+
+ `It wasn't very civil of you to sit down without being
+invited,' said the March Hare.
+
+ `I didn't know it was YOUR table,' said Alice; `it's laid for a
+great many more than three.'
+
+ `Your hair wants cutting,' said the Hatter. He had been
+looking at Alice for some time with great curiosity, and this was
+his first speech.
+
+ `You should learn not to make personal remarks,' Alice said
+with some severity; `it's very rude.'
+
+ The Hatter opened his eyes very wide on hearing this; but all
+he SAID was, `Why is a raven like a writing-desk?'
+
+ `Come, we shall have some fun now!' thought Alice. `I'm glad
+they've begun asking riddles.--I believe I can guess that,' she
+added aloud.
+
+ `Do you mean that you think you can find out the answer to it?'
+said the March Hare.
+
+ `Exactly so,' said Alice.
+
+ `Then you should say what you mean,' the March Hare went on.
+
+ `I do,' Alice hastily replied; `at least--at least I mean what
+I say--that's the same thing, you know.'
+
+ `Not the same thing a bit!' said the Hatter. `You might just
+as well say that "I see what I eat" is the same thing as "I eat
+what I see"!'
+
+ `You might just as well say,' added the March Hare, `that "I
+like what I get" is the same thing as "I get what I like"!'
+
+ `You might just as well say,' added the Dormouse, who seemed to
+be talking in his sleep, `that "I breathe when I sleep" is the
+same thing as "I sleep when I breathe"!'
+
+ `It IS the same thing with you,' said the Hatter, and here the
+conversation dropped, and the party sat silent for a minute,
+while Alice thought over all she could remember about ravens and
+writing-desks, which wasn't much.
+
+ The Hatter was the first to break the silence. `What day of
+the month is it?' he said, turning to Alice: he had taken his
+watch out of his pocket, and was looking at it uneasily, shaking
+it every now and then, and holding it to his ear.
+
+ Alice considered a little, and then said `The fourth.'
+
+ `Two days wrong!' sighed the Hatter. `I told you butter
+wouldn't suit the works!' he added looking angrily at the March
+Hare.
+
+ `It was the BEST butter,' the March Hare meekly replied.
+
+ `Yes, but some crumbs must have got in as well,' the Hatter
+grumbled: `you shouldn't have put it in with the bread-knife.'
+
+ The March Hare took the watch and looked at it gloomily: then
+he dipped it into his cup of tea, and looked at it again: but he
+could think of nothing better to say than his first remark, `It
+was the BEST butter, you know.'
+
+ Alice had been looking over his shoulder with some curiosity.
+`What a funny watch!' she remarked. `It tells the day of the
+month, and doesn't tell what o'clock it is!'
+
+ `Why should it?' muttered the Hatter. `Does YOUR watch tell
+you what year it is?'
+
+ `Of course not,' Alice replied very readily: `but that's
+because it stays the same year for such a long time together.'
+
+ `Which is just the case with MINE,' said the Hatter.
+
+ Alice felt dreadfully puzzled. The Hatter's remark seemed to
+have no sort of meaning in it, and yet it was certainly English.
+`I don't quite understand you,' she said, as politely as she
+could.
+
+ `The Dormouse is asleep again,' said the Hatter, and he poured
+a little hot tea upon its nose.
+
+ The Dormouse shook its head impatiently, and said, without
+opening its eyes, `Of course, of course; just what I was going to
+remark myself.'
+
+ `Have you guessed the riddle yet?' the Hatter said, turning to
+Alice again.
+
+ `No, I give it up,' Alice replied: `what's the answer?'
+
+ `I haven't the slightest idea,' said the Hatter.
+
+ `Nor I,' said the March Hare.
+
+ Alice sighed wearily. `I think you might do something better
+with the time,' she said, `than waste it in asking riddles that
+have no answers.'
+
+ `If you knew Time as well as I do,' said the Hatter, `you
+wouldn't talk about wasting IT. It's HIM.'
+
+ `I don't know what you mean,' said Alice.
+
+ `Of course you don't!' the Hatter said, tossing his head
+contemptuously. `I dare say you never even spoke to Time!'
+
+ `Perhaps not,' Alice cautiously replied: `but I know I have to
+beat time when I learn music.'
+
+ `Ah! that accounts for it,' said the Hatter. `He won't stand
+beating. Now, if you only kept on good terms with him, he'd do
+almost anything you liked with the clock. For instance, suppose
+it were nine o'clock in the morning, just time to begin lessons:
+you'd only have to whisper a hint to Time, and round goes the
+clock in a twinkling! Half-past one, time for dinner!'
+
+ (`I only wish it was,' the March Hare said to itself in a
+whisper.)
+
+ `That would be grand, certainly,' said Alice thoughtfully:
+`but then--I shouldn't be hungry for it, you know.'
+
+ `Not at first, perhaps,' said the Hatter: `but you could keep
+it to half-past one as long as you liked.'
+
+ `Is that the way YOU manage?' Alice asked.
+
+ The Hatter shook his head mournfully. `Not I!' he replied.
+`We quarrelled last March--just before HE went mad, you know--'
+(pointing with his tea spoon at the March Hare,) `--it was at the
+great concert given by the Queen of Hearts, and I had to sing
+
+ "Twinkle, twinkle, little bat!
+ How I wonder what you're at!"
+
+You know the song, perhaps?'
+
+ `I've heard something like it,' said Alice.
+
+ `It goes on, you know,' the Hatter continued, `in this way:--
+
+ "Up above the world you fly,
+ Like a tea-tray in the sky.
+ Twinkle, twinkle--"'
+
+Here the Dormouse shook itself, and began singing in its sleep
+`Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle--' and went on so long that
+they had to pinch it to make it stop.
+
+ `Well, I'd hardly finished the first verse,' said the Hatter,
+`when the Queen jumped up and bawled out, "He's murdering the
+time! Off with his head!"'
+
+ `How dreadfully savage!' exclaimed Alice.
+
+ `And ever since that,' the Hatter went on in a mournful tone,
+`he won't do a thing I ask! It's always six o'clock now.'
+
+ A bright idea came into Alice's head. `Is that the reason so
+many tea-things are put out here?' she asked.
+
+ `Yes, that's it,' said the Hatter with a sigh: `it's always
+tea-time, and we've no time to wash the things between whiles.'
+
+ `Then you keep moving round, I suppose?' said Alice.
+
+ `Exactly so,' said the Hatter: `as the things get used up.'
+
+ `But what happens when you come to the beginning again?' Alice
+ventured to ask.
+
+ `Suppose we change the subject,' the March Hare interrupted,
+yawning. `I'm getting tired of this. I vote the young lady
+tells us a story.'
+
+ `I'm afraid I don't know one,' said Alice, rather alarmed at
+the proposal.
+
+ `Then the Dormouse shall!' they both cried. `Wake up,
+Dormouse!' And they pinched it on both sides at once.
+
+ The Dormouse slowly opened his eyes. `I wasn't asleep,' he
+said in a hoarse, feeble voice: `I heard every word you fellows
+were saying.'
+
+ `Tell us a story!' said the March Hare.
+
+ `Yes, please do!' pleaded Alice.
+
+ `And be quick about it,' added the Hatter, `or you'll be asleep
+again before it's done.'
+
+ `Once upon a time there were three little sisters,' the
+Dormouse began in a great hurry; `and their names were Elsie,
+Lacie, and Tillie; and they lived at the bottom of a well--'
+
+ `What did they live on?' said Alice, who always took a great
+interest in questions of eating and drinking.
+
+ `They lived on treacle,' said the Dormouse, after thinking a
+minute or two.
+
+ `They couldn't have done that, you know,' Alice gently
+remarked; `they'd have been ill.'
+
+ `So they were,' said the Dormouse; `VERY ill.'
+
+ Alice tried to fancy to herself what such an extraordinary ways
+of living would be like, but it puzzled her too much, so she went
+on: `But why did they live at the bottom of a well?'
+
+ `Take some more tea,' the March Hare said to Alice, very
+earnestly.
+
+ `I've had nothing yet,' Alice replied in an offended tone, `so
+I can't take more.'
+
+ `You mean you can't take LESS,' said the Hatter: `it's very
+easy to take MORE than nothing.'
+
+ `Nobody asked YOUR opinion,' said Alice.
+
+ `Who's making personal remarks now?' the Hatter asked
+triumphantly.
+
+ Alice did not quite know what to say to this: so she helped
+herself to some tea and bread-and-butter, and then turned to the
+Dormouse, and repeated her question. `Why did they live at the
+bottom of a well?'
+
+ The Dormouse again took a minute or two to think about it, and
+then said, `It was a treacle-well.'
+
+ `There's no such thing!' Alice was beginning very angrily, but
+the Hatter and the March Hare went `Sh! sh!' and the Dormouse
+sulkily remarked, `If you can't be civil, you'd better finish the
+story for yourself.'
+
+ `No, please go on!' Alice said very humbly; `I won't interrupt
+again. I dare say there may be ONE.'
+
+ `One, indeed!' said the Dormouse indignantly. However, he
+consented to go on. `And so these three little sisters--they
+were learning to draw, you know--'
+
+ `What did they draw?' said Alice, quite forgetting her promise.
+
+ `Treacle,' said the Dormouse, without considering at all this
+time.
+
+ `I want a clean cup,' interrupted the Hatter: `let's all move
+one place on.'
+
+ He moved on as he spoke, and the Dormouse followed him: the
+March Hare moved into the Dormouse's place, and Alice rather
+unwillingly took the place of the March Hare. The Hatter was the
+only one who got any advantage from the change: and Alice was a
+good deal worse off than before, as the March Hare had just upset
+the milk-jug into his plate.
+
+ Alice did not wish to offend the Dormouse again, so she began
+very cautiously: `But I don't understand. Where did they draw
+the treacle from?'
+
+ `You can draw water out of a water-well,' said the Hatter; `so
+I should think you could draw treacle out of a treacle-well--eh,
+stupid?'
+
+ `But they were IN the well,' Alice said to the Dormouse, not
+choosing to notice this last remark.
+
+ `Of course they were', said the Dormouse; `--well in.'
+
+ This answer so confused poor Alice, that she let the Dormouse
+go on for some time without interrupting it.
+
+ `They were learning to draw,' the Dormouse went on, yawning and
+rubbing its eyes, for it was getting very sleepy; `and they drew
+all manner of things--everything that begins with an M--'
+
+ `Why with an M?' said Alice.
+
+ `Why not?' said the March Hare.
+
+ Alice was silent.
+
+ The Dormouse had closed its eyes by this time, and was going
+off into a doze; but, on being pinched by the Hatter, it woke up
+again with a little shriek, and went on: `--that begins with an
+M, such as mouse-traps, and the moon, and memory, and muchness--
+you know you say things are "much of a muchness"--did you ever
+see such a thing as a drawing of a muchness?'
+
+ `Really, now you ask me,' said Alice, very much confused, `I
+don't think--'
+
+ `Then you shouldn't talk,' said the Hatter.
+
+ This piece of rudeness was more than Alice could bear: she got
+up in great disgust, and walked off; the Dormouse fell asleep
+instantly, and neither of the others took the least notice of her
+going, though she looked back once or twice, half hoping that
+they would call after her: the last time she saw them, they were
+trying to put the Dormouse into the teapot.
+
+ `At any rate I'll never go THERE again!' said Alice as she
+picked her way through the wood. `It's the stupidest tea-party I
+ever was at in all my life!'
+
+ Just as she said this, she noticed that one of the trees had a
+door leading right into it. `That's very curious!' she thought.
+`But everything's curious today. I think I may as well go in at once.'
+And in she went.
+
+ Once more she found herself in the long hall, and close to the
+little glass table. `Now, I'll manage better this time,'
+she said to herself, and began by taking the little golden key,
+and unlocking the door that led into the garden. Then she went
+to work nibbling at the mushroom (she had kept a piece of it
+in her pocket) till she was about a foot high: then she walked down
+the little passage: and THEN--she found herself at last in the
+beautiful garden, among the bright flower-beds and the cool fountains.
+
+
+
+ CHAPTER VIII
+
+ The Queen's Croquet-Ground
+
+
+ A large rose-tree stood near the entrance of the garden: the
+roses growing on it were white, but there were three gardeners at
+it, busily painting them red. Alice thought this a very curious
+thing, and she went nearer to watch them, and just as she came up
+to them she heard one of them say, `Look out now, Five! Don't go
+splashing paint over me like that!'
+
+ `I couldn't help it,' said Five, in a sulky tone; `Seven jogged
+my elbow.'
+
+ On which Seven looked up and said, `That's right, Five! Always
+lay the blame on others!'
+
+ `YOU'D better not talk!' said Five. `I heard the Queen say only
+yesterday you deserved to be beheaded!'
+
+ `What for?' said the one who had spoken first.
+
+ `That's none of YOUR business, Two!' said Seven.
+
+ `Yes, it IS his business!' said Five, `and I'll tell him--it
+was for bringing the cook tulip-roots instead of onions.'
+
+ Seven flung down his brush, and had just begun `Well, of all
+the unjust things--' when his eye chanced to fall upon Alice, as
+she stood watching them, and he checked himself suddenly: the
+others looked round also, and all of them bowed low.
+
+ `Would you tell me,' said Alice, a little timidly, `why you are
+painting those roses?'
+
+ Five and Seven said nothing, but looked at Two. Two began in a
+low voice, `Why the fact is, you see, Miss, this here ought to
+have been a RED rose-tree, and we put a white one in by mistake;
+and if the Queen was to find it out, we should all have our heads
+cut off, you know. So you see, Miss, we're doing our best, afore
+she comes, to--' At this moment Five, who had been anxiously
+looking across the garden, called out `The Queen! The Queen!'
+and the three gardeners instantly threw themselves flat upon
+their faces. There was a sound of many footsteps, and Alice
+looked round, eager to see the Queen.
+
+ First came ten soldiers carrying clubs; these were all shaped
+like the three gardeners, oblong and flat, with their hands and
+feet at the corners: next the ten courtiers; these were
+ornamented all over with diamonds, and walked two and two, as the
+soldiers did. After these came the royal children; there were
+ten of them, and the little dears came jumping merrily along hand
+in hand, in couples: they were all ornamented with hearts. Next
+came the guests, mostly Kings and Queens, and among them Alice
+recognised the White Rabbit: it was talking in a hurried nervous
+manner, smiling at everything that was said, and went by without
+noticing her. Then followed the Knave of Hearts, carrying the
+King's crown on a crimson velvet cushion; and, last of all this
+grand procession, came THE KING AND QUEEN OF HEARTS.
+
+ Alice was rather doubtful whether she ought not to lie down on
+her face like the three gardeners, but she could not remember
+ever having heard of such a rule at processions; `and besides,
+what would be the use of a procession,' thought she, `if people
+had all to lie down upon their faces, so that they couldn't see it?'
+So she stood still where she was, and waited.
+
+ When the procession came opposite to Alice, they all stopped
+and looked at her, and the Queen said severely `Who is this?'
+She said it to the Knave of Hearts, who only bowed and smiled in reply.
+
+ `Idiot!' said the Queen, tossing her head impatiently; and,
+turning to Alice, she went on, `What's your name, child?'
+
+ `My name is Alice, so please your Majesty,' said Alice very
+politely; but she added, to herself, `Why, they're only a pack of
+cards, after all. I needn't be afraid of them!'
+
+ `And who are THESE?' said the Queen, pointing to the three
+gardeners who were lying round the rosetree; for, you see, as
+they were lying on their faces, and the pattern on their backs
+was the same as the rest of the pack, she could not tell whether
+they were gardeners, or soldiers, or courtiers, or three of her
+own children.
+
+ `How should I know?' said Alice, surprised at her own courage.
+`It's no business of MINE.'
+
+ The Queen turned crimson with fury, and, after glaring at her
+for a moment like a wild beast, screamed `Off with her head!
+Off--'
+
+ `Nonsense!' said Alice, very loudly and decidedly, and the
+Queen was silent.
+
+ The King laid his hand upon her arm, and timidly said
+`Consider, my dear: she is only a child!'
+
+ The Queen turned angrily away from him, and said to the Knave
+`Turn them over!'
+
+ The Knave did so, very carefully, with one foot.
+
+ `Get up!' said the Queen, in a shrill, loud voice, and the
+three gardeners instantly jumped up, and began bowing to the
+King, the Queen, the royal children, and everybody else.
+
+ `Leave off that!' screamed the Queen. `You make me giddy.'
+And then, turning to the rose-tree, she went on, `What HAVE you
+been doing here?'
+
+ `May it please your Majesty,' said Two, in a very humble tone,
+going down on one knee as he spoke, `we were trying--'
+
+ `I see!' said the Queen, who had meanwhile been examining the
+roses. `Off with their heads!' and the procession moved on,
+three of the soldiers remaining behind to execute the unfortunate
+gardeners, who ran to Alice for protection.
+
+ `You shan't be beheaded!' said Alice, and she put them into a
+large flower-pot that stood near. The three soldiers wandered
+about for a minute or two, looking for them, and then quietly
+marched off after the others.
+
+ `Are their heads off?' shouted the Queen.
+
+ `Their heads are gone, if it please your Majesty!' the soldiers
+shouted in reply.
+
+ `That's right!' shouted the Queen. `Can you play croquet?'
+
+ The soldiers were silent, and looked at Alice, as the question
+was evidently meant for her.
+
+ `Yes!' shouted Alice.
+
+ `Come on, then!' roared the Queen, and Alice joined the
+procession, wondering very much what would happen next.
+
+ `It's--it's a very fine day!' said a timid voice at her side.
+She was walking by the White Rabbit, who was peeping anxiously
+into her face.
+
+ `Very,' said Alice: `--where's the Duchess?'
+
+ `Hush! Hush!' said the Rabbit in a low, hurried tone. He
+looked anxiously over his shoulder as he spoke, and then raised
+himself upon tiptoe, put his mouth close to her ear, and
+whispered `She's under sentence of execution.'
+
+ `What for?' said Alice.
+
+ `Did you say "What a pity!"?' the Rabbit asked.
+
+ `No, I didn't,' said Alice: `I don't think it's at all a pity.
+I said "What for?"'
+
+ `She boxed the Queen's ears--' the Rabbit began. Alice gave a
+little scream of laughter. `Oh, hush!' the Rabbit whispered in a
+frightened tone. `The Queen will hear you! You see, she came
+rather late, and the Queen said--'
+
+ `Get to your places!' shouted the Queen in a voice of thunder,
+and people began running about in all directions, tumbling up
+against each other; however, they got settled down in a minute or
+two, and the game began. Alice thought she had never seen such a
+curious croquet-ground in her life; it was all ridges and
+furrows; the balls were live hedgehogs, the mallets live
+flamingoes, and the soldiers had to double themselves up and to
+stand on their hands and feet, to make the arches.
+
+ The chief difficulty Alice found at first was in managing her
+flamingo: she succeeded in getting its body tucked away,
+comfortably enough, under her arm, with its legs hanging down,
+but generally, just as she had got its neck nicely straightened
+out, and was going to give the hedgehog a blow with its head, it
+WOULD twist itself round and look up in her face, with such a
+puzzled expression that she could not help bursting out laughing:
+and when she had got its head down, and was going to begin again,
+it was very provoking to find that the hedgehog had unrolled
+itself, and was in the act of crawling away: besides all this,
+there was generally a ridge or furrow in the way wherever she
+wanted to send the hedgehog to, and, as the doubled-up soldiers
+were always getting up and walking off to other parts of the
+ground, Alice soon came to the conclusion that it was a very
+difficult game indeed.
+
+ The players all played at once without waiting for turns,
+quarrelling all the while, and fighting for the hedgehogs; and in
+a very short time the Queen was in a furious passion, and went
+stamping about, and shouting `Off with his head!' or `Off with
+her head!' about once in a minute.
+
+ Alice began to feel very uneasy: to be sure, she had not as
+yet had any dispute with the Queen, but she knew that it might
+happen any minute, `and then,' thought she, `what would become of
+me? They're dreadfully fond of beheading people here; the great
+wonder is, that there's any one left alive!'
+
+ She was looking about for some way of escape, and wondering
+whether she could get away without being seen, when she noticed a
+curious appearance in the air: it puzzled her very much at
+first, but, after watching it a minute or two, she made it out to
+be a grin, and she said to herself `It's the Cheshire Cat: now I
+shall have somebody to talk to.'
+
+ `How are you getting on?' said the Cat, as soon as there was
+mouth enough for it to speak with.
+
+ Alice waited till the eyes appeared, and then nodded. `It's no
+use speaking to it,' she thought, `till its ears have come, or at
+least one of them.' In another minute the whole head appeared,
+and then Alice put down her flamingo, and began an account of the
+game, feeling very glad she had someone to listen to her. The
+Cat seemed to think that there was enough of it now in sight, and
+no more of it appeared.
+
+ `I don't think they play at all fairly,' Alice began, in rather
+a complaining tone, `and they all quarrel so dreadfully one can't
+hear oneself speak--and they don't seem to have any rules in
+particular; at least, if there are, nobody attends to them--and
+you've no idea how confusing it is all the things being alive;
+for instance, there's the arch I've got to go through next
+walking about at the other end of the ground--and I should have
+croqueted the Queen's hedgehog just now, only it ran away when it
+saw mine coming!'
+
+ `How do you like the Queen?' said the Cat in a low voice.
+
+ `Not at all,' said Alice: `she's so extremely--' Just then
+she noticed that the Queen was close behind her, listening: so
+she went on, `--likely to win, that it's hardly worth while
+finishing the game.'
+
+ The Queen smiled and passed on.
+
+ `Who ARE you talking to?' said the King, going up to Alice, and
+looking at the Cat's head with great curiosity.
+
+ `It's a friend of mine--a Cheshire Cat,' said Alice: `allow me
+to introduce it.'
+
+ `I don't like the look of it at all,' said the King:
+`however, it may kiss my hand if it likes.'
+
+ `I'd rather not,' the Cat remarked.
+
+ `Don't be impertinent,' said the King, `and don't look at me
+like that!' He got behind Alice as he spoke.
+
+ `A cat may look at a king,' said Alice. `I've read that in
+some book, but I don't remember where.'
+
+ `Well, it must be removed,' said the King very decidedly, and
+he called the Queen, who was passing at the moment, `My dear! I
+wish you would have this cat removed!'
+
+ The Queen had only one way of settling all difficulties, great
+or small. `Off with his head!' she said, without even looking
+round.
+
+ `I'll fetch the executioner myself,' said the King eagerly, and
+he hurried off.
+
+ Alice thought she might as well go back, and see how the game
+was going on, as she heard the Queen's voice in the distance,
+screaming with passion. She had already heard her sentence three
+of the players to be executed for having missed their turns, and
+she did not like the look of things at all, as the game was in
+such confusion that she never knew whether it was her turn or
+not. So she went in search of her hedgehog.
+
+ The hedgehog was engaged in a fight with another hedgehog,
+which seemed to Alice an excellent opportunity for croqueting one
+of them with the other: the only difficulty was, that her
+flamingo was gone across to the other side of the garden, where
+Alice could see it trying in a helpless sort of way to fly up
+into a tree.
+
+ By the time she had caught the flamingo and brought it back,
+the fight was over, and both the hedgehogs were out of sight:
+`but it doesn't matter much,' thought Alice, `as all the arches
+are gone from this side of the ground.' So she tucked it away
+under her arm, that it might not escape again, and went back for
+a little more conversation with her friend.
+
+ When she got back to the Cheshire Cat, she was surprised to
+find quite a large crowd collected round it: there was a dispute
+going on between the executioner, the King, and the Queen, who
+were all talking at once, while all the rest were quite silent,
+and looked very uncomfortable.
+
+ The moment Alice appeared, she was appealed to by all three to
+settle the question, and they repeated their arguments to her,
+though, as they all spoke at once, she found it very hard indeed
+to make out exactly what they said.
+
+ The executioner's argument was, that you couldn't cut off a
+head unless there was a body to cut it off from: that he had
+never had to do such a thing before, and he wasn't going to begin
+at HIS time of life.
+
+ The King's argument was, that anything that had a head could be
+beheaded, and that you weren't to talk nonsense.
+
+ The Queen's argument was, that if something wasn't done about
+it in less than no time she'd have everybody executed, all round.
+(It was this last remark that had made the whole party look so
+grave and anxious.)
+
+ Alice could think of nothing else to say but `It belongs to the
+Duchess: you'd better ask HER about it.'
+
+ `She's in prison,' the Queen said to the executioner: `fetch
+her here.' And the executioner went off like an arrow.
+
+ The Cat's head began fading away the moment he was gone, and,
+by the time he had come back with the Dutchess, it had entirely
+disappeared; so the King and the executioner ran wildly up and down
+looking for it, while the rest of the party went back to the game.
+
+
+
+ CHAPTER IX
+
+ The Mock Turtle's Story
+
+
+ `You can't think how glad I am to see you again, you dear old
+thing!' said the Duchess, as she tucked her arm affectionately
+into Alice's, and they walked off together.
+
+ Alice was very glad to find her in such a pleasant temper, and
+thought to herself that perhaps it was only the pepper that had
+made her so savage when they met in the kitchen.
+
+ `When I'M a Duchess,' she said to herself, (not in a very
+hopeful tone though), `I won't have any pepper in my kitchen AT
+ALL. Soup does very well without--Maybe it's always pepper that
+makes people hot-tempered,' she went on, very much pleased at
+having found out a new kind of rule, `and vinegar that makes them
+sour--and camomile that makes them bitter--and--and barley-sugar
+and such things that make children sweet-tempered. I only wish
+people knew that: then they wouldn't be so stingy about it, you
+know--'
+
+ She had quite forgotten the Duchess by this time, and was a
+little startled when she heard her voice close to her ear.
+`You're thinking about something, my dear, and that makes you
+forget to talk. I can't tell you just now what the moral of that
+is, but I shall remember it in a bit.'
+
+ `Perhaps it hasn't one,' Alice ventured to remark.
+
+ `Tut, tut, child!' said the Duchess. `Everything's got a
+moral, if only you can find it.' And she squeezed herself up
+closer to Alice's side as she spoke.
+
+ Alice did not much like keeping so close to her: first,
+because the Duchess was VERY ugly; and secondly, because she was
+exactly the right height to rest her chin upon Alice's shoulder,
+and it was an uncomfortably sharp chin. However, she did not
+like to be rude, so she bore it as well as she could.
+
+ `The game's going on rather better now,' she said, by way of
+keeping up the conversation a little.
+
+ `'Tis so,' said the Duchess: `and the moral of that is--"Oh,
+'tis love, 'tis love, that makes the world go round!"'
+
+ `Somebody said,' Alice whispered, `that it's done by everybody
+minding their own business!'
+
+ `Ah, well! It means much the same thing,' said the Duchess,
+digging her sharp little chin into Alice's shoulder as she added,
+`and the moral of THAT is--"Take care of the sense, and the
+sounds will take care of themselves."'
+
+ `How fond she is of finding morals in things!' Alice thought to
+herself.
+
+ `I dare say you're wondering why I don't put my arm round your
+waist,' the Duchess said after a pause: `the reason is, that I'm
+doubtful about the temper of your flamingo. Shall I try the
+experiment?'
+
+ `HE might bite,' Alice cautiously replied, not feeling at all
+anxious to have the experiment tried.
+
+ `Very true,' said the Duchess: `flamingoes and mustard both
+bite. And the moral of that is--"Birds of a feather flock
+together."'
+
+ `Only mustard isn't a bird,' Alice remarked.
+
+ `Right, as usual,' said the Duchess: `what a clear way you
+have of putting things!'
+
+ `It's a mineral, I THINK,' said Alice.
+
+ `Of course it is,' said the Duchess, who seemed ready to agree
+to everything that Alice said; `there's a large mustard-mine near
+here. And the moral of that is--"The more there is of mine, the
+less there is of yours."'
+
+ `Oh, I know!' exclaimed Alice, who had not attended to this
+last remark, `it's a vegetable. It doesn't look like one, but it
+is.'
+
+ `I quite agree with you,' said the Duchess; `and the moral of
+that is--"Be what you would seem to be"--or if you'd like it put
+more simply--"Never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than
+what it might appear to others that what you were or might have
+been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared
+to them to be otherwise."'
+
+ `I think I should understand that better,' Alice said very
+politely, `if I had it written down: but I can't quite follow it
+as you say it.'
+
+ `That's nothing to what I could say if I chose,' the Duchess
+replied, in a pleased tone.
+
+ `Pray don't trouble yourself to say it any longer than that,'
+said Alice.
+
+ `Oh, don't talk about trouble!' said the Duchess. `I make you
+a present of everything I've said as yet.'
+
+ `A cheap sort of present!' thought Alice. `I'm glad they don't
+give birthday presents like that!' But she did not venture to
+say it out loud.
+
+ `Thinking again?' the Duchess asked, with another dig of her
+sharp little chin.
+
+ `I've a right to think,' said Alice sharply, for she was
+beginning to feel a little worried.
+
+ `Just about as much right,' said the Duchess, `as pigs have to fly;
+and the m--'
+
+ But here, to Alice's great surprise, the Duchess's voice died
+away, even in the middle of her favourite word `moral,' and the
+arm that was linked into hers began to tremble. Alice looked up,
+and there stood the Queen in front of them, with her arms folded,
+frowning like a thunderstorm.
+
+ `A fine day, your Majesty!' the Duchess began in a low, weak
+voice.
+
+ `Now, I give you fair warning,' shouted the Queen, stamping on
+the ground as she spoke; `either you or your head must be off,
+and that in about half no time! Take your choice!'
+
+ The Duchess took her choice, and was gone in a moment.
+
+ `Let's go on with the game,' the Queen said to Alice; and Alice
+was too much frightened to say a word, but slowly followed her
+back to the croquet-ground.
+
+ The other guests had taken advantage of the Queen's absence,
+and were resting in the shade: however, the moment they saw her,
+they hurried back to the game, the Queen merely remarking that a
+moment's delay would cost them their lives.
+
+ All the time they were playing the Queen never left off
+quarrelling with the other players, and shouting `Off with his
+head!' or `Off with her head!' Those whom she sentenced were
+taken into custody by the soldiers, who of course had to leave
+off being arches to do this, so that by the end of half an hour
+or so there were no arches left, and all the players, except the
+King, the Queen, and Alice, were in custody and under sentence of
+execution.
+
+ Then the Queen left off, quite out of breath, and said to
+Alice, `Have you seen the Mock Turtle yet?'
+
+ `No,' said Alice. `I don't even know what a Mock Turtle is.'
+
+ `It's the thing Mock Turtle Soup is made from,' said the Queen.
+
+ `I never saw one, or heard of one,' said Alice.
+
+ `Come on, then,' said the Queen, `and he shall tell you his
+history,'
+
+ As they walked off together, Alice heard the King say in a low
+voice, to the company generally, `You are all pardoned.' `Come,
+THAT'S a good thing!' she said to herself, for she had felt quite
+unhappy at the number of executions the Queen had ordered.
+
+ They very soon came upon a Gryphon, lying fast asleep in the
+sun. (IF you don't know what a Gryphon is, look at the picture.)
+`Up, lazy thing!' said the Queen, `and take this young lady to
+see the Mock Turtle, and to hear his history. I must go back and
+see after some executions I have ordered'; and she walked off,
+leaving Alice alone with the Gryphon. Alice did not quite like
+the look of the creature, but on the whole she thought it would
+be quite as safe to stay with it as to go after that savage
+Queen: so she waited.
+
+ The Gryphon sat up and rubbed its eyes: then it watched the
+Queen till she was out of sight: then it chuckled. `What fun!'
+said the Gryphon, half to itself, half to Alice.
+
+ `What IS the fun?' said Alice.
+
+ `Why, SHE,' said the Gryphon. `It's all her fancy, that: they
+never executes nobody, you know. Come on!'
+
+ `Everybody says "come on!" here,' thought Alice, as she went
+slowly after it: `I never was so ordered about in all my life,
+never!'
+
+ They had not gone far before they saw the Mock Turtle in the
+distance, sitting sad and lonely on a little ledge of rock, and,
+as they came nearer, Alice could hear him sighing as if his heart
+would break. She pitied him deeply. `What is his sorrow?' she
+asked the Gryphon, and the Gryphon answered, very nearly in the
+same words as before, `It's all his fancy, that: he hasn't got
+no sorrow, you know. Come on!'
+
+ So they went up to the Mock Turtle, who looked at them with
+large eyes full of tears, but said nothing.
+
+ `This here young lady,' said the Gryphon, `she wants for to
+know your history, she do.'
+
+ `I'll tell it her,' said the Mock Turtle in a deep, hollow
+tone: `sit down, both of you, and don't speak a word till I've
+finished.'
+
+ So they sat down, and nobody spoke for some minutes. Alice
+thought to herself, `I don't see how he can EVEN finish, if he
+doesn't begin.' But she waited patiently.
+
+ `Once,' said the Mock Turtle at last, with a deep sigh, `I was
+a real Turtle.'
+
+ These words were followed by a very long silence, broken only
+by an occasional exclamation of `Hjckrrh!' from the Gryphon, and
+the constant heavy sobbing of the Mock Turtle. Alice was very
+nearly getting up and saying, `Thank you, sir, for your
+interesting story,' but she could not help thinking there MUST be
+more to come, so she sat still and said nothing.
+
+ `When we were little,' the Mock Turtle went on at last, more
+calmly, though still sobbing a little now and then, `we went to
+school in the sea. The master was an old Turtle--we used to call
+him Tortoise--'
+
+ `Why did you call him Tortoise, if he wasn't one?' Alice asked.
+
+ `We called him Tortoise because he taught us,' said the Mock
+Turtle angrily: `really you are very dull!'
+
+ `You ought to be ashamed of yourself for asking such a simple
+question,' added the Gryphon; and then they both sat silent and
+looked at poor Alice, who felt ready to sink into the earth. At
+last the Gryphon said to the Mock Turtle, `Drive on, old fellow!
+Don't be all day about it!' and he went on in these words:
+
+ `Yes, we went to school in the sea, though you mayn't believe
+it--'
+
+ `I never said I didn't!' interrupted Alice.
+
+ `You did,' said the Mock Turtle.
+
+ `Hold your tongue!' added the Gryphon, before Alice could speak
+again. The Mock Turtle went on.
+
+ `We had the best of educations--in fact, we went to school
+every day--'
+
+ `I'VE been to a day-school, too,' said Alice; `you needn't be
+so proud as all that.'
+
+ `With extras?' asked the Mock Turtle a little anxiously.
+
+ `Yes,' said Alice, `we learned French and music.'
+
+ `And washing?' said the Mock Turtle.
+
+ `Certainly not!' said Alice indignantly.
+
+ `Ah! then yours wasn't a really good school,' said the Mock
+Turtle in a tone of great relief. `Now at OURS they had at the
+end of the bill, "French, music, AND WASHING--extra."'
+
+ `You couldn't have wanted it much,' said Alice; `living at the
+bottom of the sea.'
+
+ `I couldn't afford to learn it.' said the Mock Turtle with a
+sigh. `I only took the regular course.'
+
+ `What was that?' inquired Alice.
+
+ `Reeling and Writhing, of course, to begin with,' the Mock
+Turtle replied; `and then the different branches of Arithmetic--
+Ambition, Distraction, Uglification, and Derision.'
+
+ `I never heard of "Uglification,"' Alice ventured to say. `What is it?'
+
+ The Gryphon lifted up both its paws in surprise. `What! Never
+heard of uglifying!' it exclaimed. `You know what to beautify is,
+I suppose?'
+
+ `Yes,' said Alice doubtfully: `it means--to--make--anything--prettier.'
+
+ `Well, then,' the Gryphon went on, `if you don't know what to
+uglify is, you ARE a simpleton.'
+
+ Alice did not feel encouraged to ask any more questions about
+it, so she turned to the Mock Turtle, and said `What else had you
+to learn?'
+
+ `Well, there was Mystery,' the Mock Turtle replied, counting
+off the subjects on his flappers, `--Mystery, ancient and modern,
+with Seaography: then Drawling--the Drawling-master was an old
+conger-eel, that used to come once a week: HE taught us
+Drawling, Stretching, and Fainting in Coils.'
+
+ `What was THAT like?' said Alice.
+
+ `Well, I can't show it you myself,' the Mock Turtle said: `I'm
+too stiff. And the Gryphon never learnt it.'
+
+ `Hadn't time,' said the Gryphon: `I went to the Classics
+master, though. He was an old crab, HE was.'
+
+ `I never went to him,' the Mock Turtle said with a sigh: `he
+taught Laughing and Grief, they used to say.'
+
+ `So he did, so he did,' said the Gryphon, sighing in his turn;
+and both creatures hid their faces in their paws.
+
+ `And how many hours a day did you do lessons?' said Alice, in a
+hurry to change the subject.
+
+ `Ten hours the first day,' said the Mock Turtle: `nine the
+next, and so on.'
+
+ `What a curious plan!' exclaimed Alice.
+
+ `That's the reason they're called lessons,' the Gryphon
+remarked: `because they lessen from day to day.'
+
+ This was quite a new idea to Alice, and she thought it over a
+little before she made her next remark. `Then the eleventh day
+must have been a holiday?'
+
+ `Of course it was,' said the Mock Turtle.
+
+ `And how did you manage on the twelfth?' Alice went on eagerly.
+
+ `That's enough about lessons,' the Gryphon interrupted in a
+very decided tone: `tell her something about the games now.'
+
+
+
+ CHAPTER X
+
+ The Lobster Quadrille
+
+
+ The Mock Turtle sighed deeply, and drew the back of one flapper
+across his eyes. He looked at Alice, and tried to speak, but for
+a minute or two sobs choked his voice. `Same as if he had a bone
+in his throat,' said the Gryphon: and it set to work shaking him
+and punching him in the back. At last the Mock Turtle recovered
+his voice, and, with tears running down his cheeks, he went on
+again:--
+
+ `You may not have lived much under the sea--' (`I haven't,' said Alice)--
+`and perhaps you were never even introduced to a lobster--'
+(Alice began to say `I once tasted--' but checked herself hastily,
+and said `No, never') `--so you can have no idea what a delightful
+thing a Lobster Quadrille is!'
+
+ `No, indeed,' said Alice. `What sort of a dance is it?'
+
+ `Why,' said the Gryphon, `you first form into a line along the sea-shore--'
+
+ `Two lines!' cried the Mock Turtle. `Seals, turtles, salmon, and so on;
+then, when you've cleared all the jelly-fish out of the way--'
+
+ `THAT generally takes some time,' interrupted the Gryphon.
+
+ `--you advance twice--'
+
+ `Each with a lobster as a partner!' cried the Gryphon.
+
+ `Of course,' the Mock Turtle said: `advance twice, set to
+partners--'
+
+ `--change lobsters, and retire in same order,' continued the
+Gryphon.
+
+ `Then, you know,' the Mock Turtle went on, `you throw the--'
+
+ `The lobsters!' shouted the Gryphon, with a bound into the air.
+
+ `--as far out to sea as you can--'
+
+ `Swim after them!' screamed the Gryphon.
+
+ `Turn a somersault in the sea!' cried the Mock Turtle,
+capering wildly about.
+
+ `Change lobster's again!' yelled the Gryphon at the top of its voice.
+
+ `Back to land again, and that's all the first figure,' said the
+Mock Turtle, suddenly dropping his voice; and the two creatures,
+who had been jumping about like mad things all this time, sat
+down again very sadly and quietly, and looked at Alice.
+
+ `It must be a very pretty dance,' said Alice timidly.
+
+ `Would you like to see a little of it?' said the Mock Turtle.
+
+ `Very much indeed,' said Alice.
+
+ `Come, let's try the first figure!' said the Mock Turtle to the
+Gryphon. `We can do without lobsters, you know. Which shall
+sing?'
+
+ `Oh, YOU sing,' said the Gryphon. `I've forgotten the words.'
+
+ So they began solemnly dancing round and round Alice, every now
+and then treading on her toes when they passed too close, and
+waving their forepaws to mark the time, while the Mock Turtle
+sang this, very slowly and sadly:--
+
+
+`"Will you walk a little faster?" said a whiting to a snail.
+"There's a porpoise close behind us, and he's treading on my
+ tail.
+See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance!
+They are waiting on the shingle--will you come and join the
+dance?
+
+Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the
+dance?
+Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, won't you join the
+dance?
+
+
+"You can really have no notion how delightful it will be
+When they take us up and throw us, with the lobsters, out to
+ sea!"
+But the snail replied "Too far, too far!" and gave a look
+ askance--
+Said he thanked the whiting kindly, but he would not join the
+ dance.
+ Would not, could not, would not, could not, would not join
+ the dance.
+ Would not, could not, would not, could not, could not join
+ the dance.
+
+`"What matters it how far we go?" his scaly friend replied.
+"There is another shore, you know, upon the other side.
+The further off from England the nearer is to France--
+Then turn not pale, beloved snail, but come and join the dance.
+
+ Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the
+ dance?
+ Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, won't you join the
+ dance?"'
+
+
+
+ `Thank you, it's a very interesting dance to watch,' said
+Alice, feeling very glad that it was over at last: `and I do so
+like that curious song about the whiting!'
+
+ `Oh, as to the whiting,' said the Mock Turtle, `they--you've
+seen them, of course?'
+
+ `Yes,' said Alice, `I've often seen them at dinn--' she
+checked herself hastily.
+
+ `I don't know where Dinn may be,' said the Mock Turtle, `but
+if you've seen them so often, of course you know what they're
+like.'
+
+ `I believe so,' Alice replied thoughtfully. `They have their
+tails in their mouths--and they're all over crumbs.'
+
+ `You're wrong about the crumbs,' said the Mock Turtle:
+`crumbs would all wash off in the sea. But they HAVE their tails
+in their mouths; and the reason is--' here the Mock Turtle
+yawned and shut his eyes.--`Tell her about the reason and all
+that,' he said to the Gryphon.
+
+ `The reason is,' said the Gryphon, `that they WOULD go with
+the lobsters to the dance. So they got thrown out to sea. So
+they had to fall a long way. So they got their tails fast in
+their mouths. So they couldn't get them out again. That's all.'
+
+ `Thank you,' said Alice, `it's very interesting. I never knew
+so much about a whiting before.'
+
+ `I can tell you more than that, if you like,' said the
+Gryphon. `Do you know why it's called a whiting?'
+
+ `I never thought about it,' said Alice. `Why?'
+
+ `IT DOES THE BOOTS AND SHOES.' the Gryphon replied very
+solemnly.
+
+ Alice was thoroughly puzzled. `Does the boots and shoes!' she
+repeated in a wondering tone.
+
+ `Why, what are YOUR shoes done with?' said the Gryphon. `I
+mean, what makes them so shiny?'
+
+ Alice looked down at them, and considered a little before she
+gave her answer. `They're done with blacking, I believe.'
+
+ `Boots and shoes under the sea,' the Gryphon went on in a deep
+voice, `are done with a whiting. Now you know.'
+
+ `And what are they made of?' Alice asked in a tone of great
+curiosity.
+
+ `Soles and eels, of course,' the Gryphon replied rather
+impatiently: `any shrimp could have told you that.'
+
+ `If I'd been the whiting,' said Alice, whose thoughts were
+still running on the song, `I'd have said to the porpoise, "Keep
+back, please: we don't want YOU with us!"'
+
+ `They were obliged to have him with them,' the Mock Turtle
+said: `no wise fish would go anywhere without a porpoise.'
+
+ `Wouldn't it really?' said Alice in a tone of great surprise.
+
+ `Of course not,' said the Mock Turtle: `why, if a fish came
+to ME, and told me he was going a journey, I should say "With
+what porpoise?"'
+
+ `Don't you mean "purpose"?' said Alice.
+
+ `I mean what I say,' the Mock Turtle replied in an offended
+tone. And the Gryphon added `Come, let's hear some of YOUR
+adventures.'
+
+ `I could tell you my adventures--beginning from this morning,'
+said Alice a little timidly: `but it's no use going back to
+yesterday, because I was a different person then.'
+
+ `Explain all that,' said the Mock Turtle.
+
+ `No, no! The adventures first,' said the Gryphon in an
+impatient tone: `explanations take such a dreadful time.'
+
+ So Alice began telling them her adventures from the time when
+she first saw the White Rabbit. She was a little nervous about
+it just at first, the two creatures got so close to her, one on
+each side, and opened their eyes and mouths so VERY wide, but she
+gained courage as she went on. Her listeners were perfectly
+quiet till she got to the part about her repeating `YOU ARE OLD,
+FATHER WILLIAM,' to the Caterpillar, and the words all coming
+different, and then the Mock Turtle drew a long breath, and said
+`That's very curious.'
+
+ `It's all about as curious as it can be,' said the Gryphon.
+
+ `It all came different!' the Mock Turtle repeated
+thoughtfully. `I should like to hear her try and repeat
+something now. Tell her to begin.' He looked at the Gryphon as
+if he thought it had some kind of authority over Alice.
+
+ `Stand up and repeat "'TIS THE VOICE OF THE SLUGGARD,"' said
+the Gryphon.
+
+ `How the creatures order one about, and make one repeat
+lessons!' thought Alice; `I might as well be at school at once.'
+However, she got up, and began to repeat it, but her head was so
+full of the Lobster Quadrille, that she hardly knew what she was
+saying, and the words came very queer indeed:--
+
+ `'Tis the voice of the Lobster; I heard him declare,
+ "You have baked me too brown, I must sugar my hair."
+ As a duck with its eyelids, so he with his nose
+ Trims his belt and his buttons, and turns out his toes.'
+
+ [later editions continued as follows
+ When the sands are all dry, he is gay as a lark,
+ And will talk in contemptuous tones of the Shark,
+ But, when the tide rises and sharks are around,
+ His voice has a timid and tremulous sound.]
+
+ `That's different from what I used to say when I was a child,'
+said the Gryphon.
+
+ `Well, I never heard it before,' said the Mock Turtle; `but it
+sounds uncommon nonsense.'
+
+ Alice said nothing; she had sat down with her face in her
+hands, wondering if anything would EVER happen in a natural way
+again.
+
+ `I should like to have it explained,' said the Mock Turtle.
+
+ `She can't explain it,' said the Gryphon hastily. `Go on with
+the next verse.'
+
+ `But about his toes?' the Mock Turtle persisted. `How COULD
+he turn them out with his nose, you know?'
+
+ `It's the first position in dancing.' Alice said; but was
+dreadfully puzzled by the whole thing, and longed to change the
+subject.
+
+ `Go on with the next verse,' the Gryphon repeated impatiently:
+`it begins "I passed by his garden."'
+
+ Alice did not dare to disobey, though she felt sure it would
+all come wrong, and she went on in a trembling voice:--
+
+ `I passed by his garden, and marked, with one eye,
+ How the Owl and the Panther were sharing a pie--'
+
+ [later editions continued as follows
+ The Panther took pie-crust, and gravy, and meat,
+ While the Owl had the dish as its share of the treat.
+ When the pie was all finished, the Owl, as a boon,
+ Was kindly permitted to pocket the spoon:
+ While the Panther received knife and fork with a growl,
+ And concluded the banquet--]
+
+ `What IS the use of repeating all that stuff,' the Mock Turtle
+interrupted, `if you don't explain it as you go on? It's by far
+the most confusing thing I ever heard!'
+
+ `Yes, I think you'd better leave off,' said the Gryphon: and
+Alice was only too glad to do so.
+
+ `Shall we try another figure of the Lobster Quadrille?' the
+Gryphon went on. `Or would you like the Mock Turtle to sing you
+a song?'
+
+ `Oh, a song, please, if the Mock Turtle would be so kind,'
+Alice replied, so eagerly that the Gryphon said, in a rather
+offended tone, `Hm! No accounting for tastes! Sing her
+"Turtle Soup," will you, old fellow?'
+
+ The Mock Turtle sighed deeply, and began, in a voice sometimes
+choked with sobs, to sing this:--
+
+
+ `Beautiful Soup, so rich and green,
+ Waiting in a hot tureen!
+ Who for such dainties would not stoop?
+ Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup!
+ Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup!
+ Beau--ootiful Soo--oop!
+ Beau--ootiful Soo--oop!
+ Soo--oop of the e--e--evening,
+ Beautiful, beautiful Soup!
+
+ `Beautiful Soup! Who cares for fish,
+ Game, or any other dish?
+ Who would not give all else for two p
+ ennyworth only of beautiful Soup?
+ Pennyworth only of beautiful Soup?
+ Beau--ootiful Soo--oop!
+ Beau--ootiful Soo--oop!
+ Soo--oop of the e--e--evening,
+ Beautiful, beauti--FUL SOUP!'
+
+ `Chorus again!' cried the Gryphon, and the Mock Turtle had
+just begun to repeat it, when a cry of `The trial's beginning!'
+was heard in the distance.
+
+ `Come on!' cried the Gryphon, and, taking Alice by the hand,
+it hurried off, without waiting for the end of the song.
+
+ `What trial is it?' Alice panted as she ran; but the Gryphon
+only answered `Come on!' and ran the faster, while more and more
+faintly came, carried on the breeze that followed them, the
+melancholy words:--
+
+ `Soo--oop of the e--e--evening,
+ Beautiful, beautiful Soup!'
+
+
+
+ CHAPTER XI
+
+ Who Stole the Tarts?
+
+
+ The King and Queen of Hearts were seated on their throne when
+they arrived, with a great crowd assembled about them--all sorts
+of little birds and beasts, as well as the whole pack of cards:
+the Knave was standing before them, in chains, with a soldier on
+each side to guard him; and near the King was the White Rabbit,
+with a trumpet in one hand, and a scroll of parchment in the
+other. In the very middle of the court was a table, with a large
+dish of tarts upon it: they looked so good, that it made Alice
+quite hungry to look at them--`I wish they'd get the trial done,'
+she thought, `and hand round the refreshments!' But there seemed
+to be no chance of this, so she began looking at everything about
+her, to pass away the time.
+
+ Alice had never been in a court of justice before, but she had
+read about them in books, and she was quite pleased to find that
+she knew the name of nearly everything there. `That's the
+judge,' she said to herself, `because of his great wig.'
+
+ The judge, by the way, was the King; and as he wore his crown
+over the wig, (look at the frontispiece if you want to see how he
+did it,) he did not look at all comfortable, and it was certainly
+not becoming.
+
+ `And that's the jury-box,' thought Alice, `and those twelve
+creatures,' (she was obliged to say `creatures,' you see, because
+some of them were animals, and some were birds,) `I suppose they
+are the jurors.' She said this last word two or three times over
+to herself, being rather proud of it: for she thought, and
+rightly too, that very few little girls of her age knew the
+meaning of it at all. However, `jury-men' would have done just
+as well.
+
+ The twelve jurors were all writing very busily on slates.
+`What are they doing?' Alice whispered to the Gryphon. `They
+can't have anything to put down yet, before the trial's begun.'
+
+ `They're putting down their names,' the Gryphon whispered in
+reply, `for fear they should forget them before the end of the
+trial.'
+
+ `Stupid things!' Alice began in a loud, indignant voice, but
+she stopped hastily, for the White Rabbit cried out, `Silence in
+the court!' and the King put on his spectacles and looked
+anxiously round, to make out who was talking.
+
+ Alice could see, as well as if she were looking over their
+shoulders, that all the jurors were writing down `stupid things!'
+on their slates, and she could even make out that one of them
+didn't know how to spell `stupid,' and that he had to ask his
+neighbour to tell him. `A nice muddle their slates'll be in
+before the trial's over!' thought Alice.
+
+ One of the jurors had a pencil that squeaked. This of course,
+Alice could not stand, and she went round the court and got
+behind him, and very soon found an opportunity of taking it
+away. She did it so quickly that the poor little juror (it was
+Bill, the Lizard) could not make out at all what had become of
+it; so, after hunting all about for it, he was obliged to write
+with one finger for the rest of the day; and this was of very
+little use, as it left no mark on the slate.
+
+ `Herald, read the accusation!' said the King.
+
+ On this the White Rabbit blew three blasts on the trumpet, and
+then unrolled the parchment scroll, and read as follows:--
+
+ `The Queen of Hearts, she made some tarts,
+ All on a summer day:
+ The Knave of Hearts, he stole those tarts,
+ And took them quite away!'
+
+ `Consider your verdict,' the King said to the jury.
+
+ `Not yet, not yet!' the Rabbit hastily interrupted. `There's
+a great deal to come before that!'
+
+ `Call the first witness,' said the King; and the White Rabbit
+blew three blasts on the trumpet, and called out, `First
+witness!'
+
+ The first witness was the Hatter. He came in with a teacup in
+one hand and a piece of bread-and-butter in the other. `I beg
+pardon, your Majesty,' he began, `for bringing these in: but I
+hadn't quite finished my tea when I was sent for.'
+
+ `You ought to have finished,' said the King. `When did you
+begin?'
+
+ The Hatter looked at the March Hare, who had followed him into
+the court, arm-in-arm with the Dormouse. `Fourteenth of March, I
+think it was,' he said.
+
+ `Fifteenth,' said the March Hare.
+
+ `Sixteenth,' added the Dormouse.
+
+ `Write that down,' the King said to the jury, and the jury
+eagerly wrote down all three dates on their slates, and then
+added them up, and reduced the answer to shillings and pence.
+
+ `Take off your hat,' the King said to the Hatter.
+
+ `It isn't mine,' said the Hatter.
+
+ `Stolen!' the King exclaimed, turning to the jury, who
+instantly made a memorandum of the fact.
+
+ `I keep them to sell,' the Hatter added as an explanation;
+`I've none of my own. I'm a hatter.'
+
+ Here the Queen put on her spectacles, and began staring at the
+Hatter, who turned pale and fidgeted.
+
+ `Give your evidence,' said the King; `and don't be nervous, or
+I'll have you executed on the spot.'
+
+ This did not seem to encourage the witness at all: he kept
+shifting from one foot to the other, looking uneasily at the
+Queen, and in his confusion he bit a large piece out of his
+teacup instead of the bread-and-butter.
+
+ Just at this moment Alice felt a very curious sensation, which
+puzzled her a good deal until she made out what it was: she was
+beginning to grow larger again, and she thought at first she
+would get up and leave the court; but on second thoughts she
+decided to remain where she was as long as there was room for
+her.
+
+ `I wish you wouldn't squeeze so.' said the Dormouse, who was
+sitting next to her. `I can hardly breathe.'
+
+ `I can't help it,' said Alice very meekly: `I'm growing.'
+
+ `You've no right to grow here,' said the Dormouse.
+
+ `Don't talk nonsense,' said Alice more boldly: `you know
+you're growing too.'
+
+ `Yes, but I grow at a reasonable pace,' said the Dormouse:
+`not in that ridiculous fashion.' And he got up very sulkily
+and crossed over to the other side of the court.
+
+ All this time the Queen had never left off staring at the
+Hatter, and, just as the Dormouse crossed the court, she said to
+one of the officers of the court, `Bring me the list of the
+singers in the last concert!' on which the wretched Hatter
+trembled so, that he shook both his shoes off.
+
+ `Give your evidence,' the King repeated angrily, `or I'll have
+you executed, whether you're nervous or not.'
+
+ `I'm a poor man, your Majesty,' the Hatter began, in a
+trembling voice, `--and I hadn't begun my tea--not above a week
+or so--and what with the bread-and-butter getting so thin--and
+the twinkling of the tea--'
+
+ `The twinkling of the what?' said the King.
+
+ `It began with the tea,' the Hatter replied.
+
+ `Of course twinkling begins with a T!' said the King sharply.
+`Do you take me for a dunce? Go on!'
+
+ `I'm a poor man,' the Hatter went on, `and most things
+twinkled after that--only the March Hare said--'
+
+ `I didn't!' the March Hare interrupted in a great hurry.
+
+ `You did!' said the Hatter.
+
+ `I deny it!' said the March Hare.
+
+ `He denies it,' said the King: `leave out that part.'
+
+ `Well, at any rate, the Dormouse said--' the Hatter went on,
+looking anxiously round to see if he would deny it too: but the
+Dormouse denied nothing, being fast asleep.
+
+ `After that,' continued the Hatter, `I cut some more bread-
+and-butter--'
+
+ `But what did the Dormouse say?' one of the jury asked.
+
+ `That I can't remember,' said the Hatter.
+
+ `You MUST remember,' remarked the King, `or I'll have you
+executed.'
+
+ The miserable Hatter dropped his teacup and bread-and-butter,
+and went down on one knee. `I'm a poor man, your Majesty,' he
+began.
+
+ `You're a very poor speaker,' said the King.
+
+ Here one of the guinea-pigs cheered, and was immediately
+suppressed by the officers of the court. (As that is rather a
+hard word, I will just explain to you how it was done. They had
+a large canvas bag, which tied up at the mouth with strings:
+into this they slipped the guinea-pig, head first, and then sat
+upon it.)
+
+ `I'm glad I've seen that done,' thought Alice. `I've so often
+read in the newspapers, at the end of trials, "There was some
+attempts at applause, which was immediately suppressed by the
+officers of the court," and I never understood what it meant
+till now.'
+
+ `If that's all you know about it, you may stand down,'
+continued the King.
+
+ `I can't go no lower,' said the Hatter: `I'm on the floor, as
+it is.'
+
+ `Then you may SIT down,' the King replied.
+
+ Here the other guinea-pig cheered, and was suppressed.
+
+ `Come, that finished the guinea-pigs!' thought Alice. `Now we
+shall get on better.'
+
+ `I'd rather finish my tea,' said the Hatter, with an anxious
+look at the Queen, who was reading the list of singers.
+
+ `You may go,' said the King, and the Hatter hurriedly left the
+court, without even waiting to put his shoes on.
+
+ `--and just take his head off outside,' the Queen added to one
+of the officers: but the Hatter was out of sight before the
+officer could get to the door.
+
+ `Call the next witness!' said the King.
+
+ The next witness was the Duchess's cook. She carried the
+pepper-box in her hand, and Alice guessed who it was, even before
+she got into the court, by the way the people near the door began
+sneezing all at once.
+
+ `Give your evidence,' said the King.
+
+ `Shan't,' said the cook.
+
+ The King looked anxiously at the White Rabbit, who said in a
+low voice, `Your Majesty must cross-examine THIS witness.'
+
+ `Well, if I must, I must,' the King said, with a melancholy
+air, and, after folding his arms and frowning at the cook till
+his eyes were nearly out of sight, he said in a deep voice, `What
+are tarts made of?'
+
+ `Pepper, mostly,' said the cook.
+
+ `Treacle,' said a sleepy voice behind her.
+
+ `Collar that Dormouse,' the Queen shrieked out. `Behead that
+Dormouse! Turn that Dormouse out of court! Suppress him! Pinch
+him! Off with his whiskers!'
+
+ For some minutes the whole court was in confusion, getting the
+Dormouse turned out, and, by the time they had settled down
+again, the cook had disappeared.
+
+ `Never mind!' said the King, with an air of great relief.
+`Call the next witness.' And he added in an undertone to the
+Queen, `Really, my dear, YOU must cross-examine the next witness.
+It quite makes my forehead ache!'
+
+ Alice watched the White Rabbit as he fumbled over the list,
+feeling very curious to see what the next witness would be like,
+`--for they haven't got much evidence YET,' she said to herself.
+Imagine her surprise, when the White Rabbit read out, at the top
+of his shrill little voice, the name `Alice!'
+
+
+
+ CHAPTER XII
+
+ Alice's Evidence
+
+
+ `Here!' cried Alice, quite forgetting in the flurry of the
+moment how large she had grown in the last few minutes, and she
+jumped up in such a hurry that she tipped over the jury-box with
+the edge of her skirt, upsetting all the jurymen on to the heads
+of the crowd below, and there they lay sprawling about, reminding
+her very much of a globe of goldfish she had accidentally upset
+the week before.
+
+ `Oh, I BEG your pardon!' she exclaimed in a tone of great
+dismay, and began picking them up again as quickly as she could,
+for the accident of the goldfish kept running in her head, and
+she had a vague sort of idea that they must be collected at once
+and put back into the jury-box, or they would die.
+
+ `The trial cannot proceed,' said the King in a very grave
+voice, `until all the jurymen are back in their proper places--
+ALL,' he repeated with great emphasis, looking hard at Alice as
+he said do.
+
+ Alice looked at the jury-box, and saw that, in her haste, she
+had put the Lizard in head downwards, and the poor little thing
+was waving its tail about in a melancholy way, being quite unable
+to move. She soon got it out again, and put it right; `not that
+it signifies much,' she said to herself; `I should think it
+would be QUITE as much use in the trial one way up as the other.'
+
+ As soon as the jury had a little recovered from the shock of
+being upset, and their slates and pencils had been found and
+handed back to them, they set to work very diligently to write
+out a history of the accident, all except the Lizard, who seemed
+too much overcome to do anything but sit with its mouth open,
+gazing up into the roof of the court.
+
+ `What do you know about this business?' the King said to
+Alice.
+
+ `Nothing,' said Alice.
+
+ `Nothing WHATEVER?' persisted the King.
+
+ `Nothing whatever,' said Alice.
+
+ `That's very important,' the King said, turning to the jury.
+They were just beginning to write this down on their slates, when
+the White Rabbit interrupted: `UNimportant, your Majesty means,
+of course,' he said in a very respectful tone, but frowning and
+making faces at him as he spoke.
+
+ `UNimportant, of course, I meant,' the King hastily said, and
+went on to himself in an undertone, `important--unimportant--
+unimportant--important--' as if he were trying which word
+sounded best.
+
+ Some of the jury wrote it down `important,' and some
+`unimportant.' Alice could see this, as she was near enough to
+look over their slates; `but it doesn't matter a bit,' she
+thought to herself.
+
+ At this moment the King, who had been for some time busily
+writing in his note-book, cackled out `Silence!' and read out
+from his book, `Rule Forty-two. ALL PERSONS MORE THAN A MILE
+HIGH TO LEAVE THE COURT.'
+
+ Everybody looked at Alice.
+
+ `I'M not a mile high,' said Alice.
+
+ `You are,' said the King.
+
+ `Nearly two miles high,' added the Queen.
+
+ `Well, I shan't go, at any rate,' said Alice: `besides,
+that's not a regular rule: you invented it just now.'
+
+ `It's the oldest rule in the book,' said the King.
+
+ `Then it ought to be Number One,' said Alice.
+
+ The King turned pale, and shut his note-book hastily.
+`Consider your verdict,' he said to the jury, in a low, trembling
+voice.
+
+ `There's more evidence to come yet, please your Majesty,' said
+the White Rabbit, jumping up in a great hurry; `this paper has
+just been picked up.'
+
+ `What's in it?' said the Queen.
+
+ `I haven't opened it yet,' said the White Rabbit, `but it seems
+to be a letter, written by the prisoner to--to somebody.'
+
+ `It must have been that,' said the King, `unless it was
+written to nobody, which isn't usual, you know.'
+
+ `Who is it directed to?' said one of the jurymen.
+
+ `It isn't directed at all,' said the White Rabbit; `in fact,
+there's nothing written on the OUTSIDE.' He unfolded the paper
+as he spoke, and added `It isn't a letter, after all: it's a set
+of verses.'
+
+ `Are they in the prisoner's handwriting?' asked another of
+they jurymen.
+
+ `No, they're not,' said the White Rabbit, `and that's the
+queerest thing about it.' (The jury all looked puzzled.)
+
+ `He must have imitated somebody else's hand,' said the King.
+(The jury all brightened up again.)
+
+ `Please your Majesty,' said the Knave, `I didn't write it, and
+they can't prove I did: there's no name signed at the end.'
+
+ `If you didn't sign it,' said the King, `that only makes the
+matter worse. You MUST have meant some mischief, or else you'd
+have signed your name like an honest man.'
+
+ There was a general clapping of hands at this: it was the
+first really clever thing the King had said that day.
+
+ `That PROVES his guilt,' said the Queen.
+
+ `It proves nothing of the sort!' said Alice. `Why, you don't
+even know what they're about!'
+
+ `Read them,' said the King.
+
+ The White Rabbit put on his spectacles. `Where shall I begin,
+please your Majesty?' he asked.
+
+ `Begin at the beginning,' the King said gravely, `and go on
+till you come to the end: then stop.'
+
+ These were the verses the White Rabbit read:--
+
+ `They told me you had been to her,
+ And mentioned me to him:
+ She gave me a good character,
+ But said I could not swim.
+
+ He sent them word I had not gone
+ (We know it to be true):
+ If she should push the matter on,
+ What would become of you?
+
+ I gave her one, they gave him two,
+ You gave us three or more;
+ They all returned from him to you,
+ Though they were mine before.
+
+ If I or she should chance to be
+ Involved in this affair,
+ He trusts to you to set them free,
+ Exactly as we were.
+
+ My notion was that you had been
+ (Before she had this fit)
+ An obstacle that came between
+ Him, and ourselves, and it.
+
+ Don't let him know she liked them best,
+ For this must ever be
+ A secret, kept from all the rest,
+ Between yourself and me.'
+
+ `That's the most important piece of evidence we've heard yet,'
+said the King, rubbing his hands; `so now let the jury--'
+
+ `If any one of them can explain it,' said Alice, (she had
+grown so large in the last few minutes that she wasn't a bit
+afraid of interrupting him,) `I'll give him sixpence. _I_ don't
+believe there's an atom of meaning in it.'
+
+ The jury all wrote down on their slates, `SHE doesn't believe
+there's an atom of meaning in it,' but none of them attempted to
+explain the paper.
+
+ `If there's no meaning in it,' said the King, `that saves a
+world of trouble, you know, as we needn't try to find any. And
+yet I don't know,' he went on, spreading out the verses on his
+knee, and looking at them with one eye; `I seem to see some
+meaning in them, after all. "--SAID I COULD NOT SWIM--" you
+can't swim, can you?' he added, turning to the Knave.
+
+ The Knave shook his head sadly. `Do I look like it?' he said.
+(Which he certainly did NOT, being made entirely of cardboard.)
+
+ `All right, so far,' said the King, and he went on muttering
+over the verses to himself: `"WE KNOW IT TO BE TRUE--" that's
+the jury, of course-- "I GAVE HER ONE, THEY GAVE HIM TWO--" why,
+that must be what he did with the tarts, you know--'
+
+ `But, it goes on "THEY ALL RETURNED FROM HIM TO YOU,"' said
+Alice.
+
+ `Why, there they are!' said the King triumphantly, pointing to
+the tarts on the table. `Nothing can be clearer than THAT.
+Then again--"BEFORE SHE HAD THIS FIT--" you never had fits, my
+dear, I think?' he said to the Queen.
+
+ `Never!' said the Queen furiously, throwing an inkstand at the
+Lizard as she spoke. (The unfortunate little Bill had left off
+writing on his slate with one finger, as he found it made no
+mark; but he now hastily began again, using the ink, that was
+trickling down his face, as long as it lasted.)
+
+ `Then the words don't FIT you,' said the King, looking round
+the court with a smile. There was a dead silence.
+
+ `It's a pun!' the King added in an offended tone, and
+everybody laughed, `Let the jury consider their verdict,' the
+King said, for about the twentieth time that day.
+
+ `No, no!' said the Queen. `Sentence first--verdict afterwards.'
+
+ `Stuff and nonsense!' said Alice loudly. `The idea of having
+the sentence first!'
+
+ `Hold your tongue!' said the Queen, turning purple.
+
+ `I won't!' said Alice.
+
+ `Off with her head!' the Queen shouted at the top of her voice.
+Nobody moved.
+
+ `Who cares for you?' said Alice, (she had grown to her full
+size by this time.) `You're nothing but a pack of cards!'
+
+ At this the whole pack rose up into the air, and came flying
+down upon her: she gave a little scream, half of fright and half
+of anger, and tried to beat them off, and found herself lying on
+the bank, with her head in the lap of her sister, who was gently
+brushing away some dead leaves that had fluttered down from the
+trees upon her face.
+
+ `Wake up, Alice dear!' said her sister; `Why, what a long
+sleep you've had!'
+
+ `Oh, I've had such a curious dream!' said Alice, and she told
+her sister, as well as she could remember them, all these strange
+Adventures of hers that you have just been reading about; and
+when she had finished, her sister kissed her, and said, `It WAS a
+curious dream, dear, certainly: but now run in to your tea; it's
+getting late.' So Alice got up and ran off, thinking while she
+ran, as well she might, what a wonderful dream it had been.
+
+ But her sister sat still just as she left her, leaning her
+head on her hand, watching the setting sun, and thinking of
+little Alice and all her wonderful Adventures, till she too began
+dreaming after a fashion, and this was her dream:--
+
+ First, she dreamed of little Alice herself, and once again the
+tiny hands were clasped upon her knee, and the bright eager eyes
+were looking up into hers--she could hear the very tones of her
+voice, and see that queer little toss of her head to keep back
+the wandering hair that WOULD always get into her eyes--and
+still as she listened, or seemed to listen, the whole place
+around her became alive the strange creatures of her little
+sister's dream.
+
+ The long grass rustled at her feet as the White Rabbit hurried
+by--the frightened Mouse splashed his way through the
+neighbouring pool--she could hear the rattle of the teacups as
+the March Hare and his friends shared their never-ending meal,
+and the shrill voice of the Queen ordering off her unfortunate
+guests to execution--once more the pig-baby was sneezing on the
+Duchess's knee, while plates and dishes crashed around it--once
+more the shriek of the Gryphon, the squeaking of the Lizard's
+slate-pencil, and the choking of the suppressed guinea-pigs,
+filled the air, mixed up with the distant sobs of the miserable
+Mock Turtle.
+
+ So she sat on, with closed eyes, and half believed herself in
+Wonderland, though she knew she had but to open them again, and
+all would change to dull reality--the grass would be only
+rustling in the wind, and the pool rippling to the waving of the
+reeds--the rattling teacups would change to tinkling sheep-
+bells, and the Queen's shrill cries to the voice of the shepherd
+boy--and the sneeze of the baby, the shriek of the Gryphon, and
+all thy other queer noises, would change (she knew) to the
+confused clamour of the busy farm-yard--while the lowing of the
+cattle in the distance would take the place of the Mock Turtle's
+heavy sobs.
+
+ Lastly, she pictured to herself how this same little sister of
+hers would, in the after-time, be herself a grown woman; and how
+she would keep, through all her riper years, the simple and
+loving heart of her childhood: and how she would gather about
+her other little children, and make THEIR eyes bright and eager
+with many a strange tale, perhaps even with the dream of
+Wonderland of long ago: and how she would feel with all their
+simple sorrows, and find a pleasure in all their simple joys,
+remembering her own child-life, and the happy summer days.
+
+ THE END
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/gutenberg/crsto10.txt b/corejava第7版/v2/gutenberg/crsto10.txt
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..477f77a
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/gutenberg/crsto10.txt
@@ -0,0 +1,62040 @@
+The Project Gutenberg Etext of The Count of Monte Cristo by Dumas
+#2 in our series by Alexandre Dumas [Pere]
+
+
+Copyright laws are changing all over the world, be sure to check
+the copyright laws for your country before posting these files!!
+
+Please take a look at the important information in this header.
+We encourage you to keep this file on your own disk, keeping an
+electronic path open for the next readers. Do not remove this.
+
+
+**Welcome To The World of Free Plain Vanilla Electronic Texts**
+
+**Etexts Readable By Both Humans and By Computers, Since 1971**
+
+*These Etexts Prepared By Hundreds of Volunteers and Donations*
+
+Information on contacting Project Gutenberg to get Etexts, and
+further information is included below. We need your donations.
+
+
+The Count of Monte Cristo
+
+by Alexandre Dumas [Pere]
+
+January, 1998 [Etext #1184]
+
+
+The Project Gutenberg Etext of The Count of Monte Cristo by Dumas
+*******This file should be named crsto10.txt or crsto10.zip******
+
+Corrected EDITIONS of our etexts get a new NUMBER, crsto11.txt
+VERSIONS based on separate sources get new LETTER, crsto10a.txt
+
+
+Project Gutenberg Etexts are usually created from multiple editions,
+all of which are in the Public Domain in the United States, unless a
+copyright notice is included. Therefore, we do NOT keep these books
+in compliance with any particular paper edition, usually otherwise.
+
+
+We are now trying to release all our books one month in advance
+of the official release dates, for time for better editing.
+
+Please note: neither this list nor its contents are final till
+midnight of the last day of the month of any such announcement.
+The official release date of all Project Gutenberg Etexts is at
+Midnight, Central Time, of the last day of the stated month. A
+preliminary version may often be posted for suggestion, comment
+and editing by those who wish to do so. To be sure you have an
+up to date first edition [xxxxx10x.xxx] please check file sizes
+in the first week of the next month. Since our ftp program has
+a bug in it that scrambles the date [tried to fix and failed] a
+look at the file size will have to do, but we will try to see a
+new copy has at least one byte more or less.
+
+
+Information about Project Gutenberg (one page)
+
+We produce about two million dollars for each hour we work. The
+fifty hours is one conservative estimate for how long it we take
+to get any etext selected, entered, proofread, edited, copyright
+searched and analyzed, the copyright letters written, etc. This
+projected audience is one hundred million readers. If our value
+per text is nominally estimated at one dollar then we produce $2
+million dollars per hour this year as we release thirty-two text
+files per month, or 384 more Etexts in 1998 for a total of 1500+
+If these reach just 10% of the computerized population, then the
+total should reach over 150 billion Etexts given away.
+
+The Goal of Project Gutenberg is to Give Away One Trillion Etext
+Files by the December 31, 2001. [10,000 x 100,000,000=Trillion]
+This is ten thousand titles each to one hundred million readers,
+which is only 10% of the present number of computer users. 2001
+should have at least twice as many computer users as that, so it
+will require us reaching less than 5% of the users in 2001.
+
+
+We need your donations more than ever!
+
+
+All donations should be made to "Project Gutenberg/CMU": and are
+tax deductible to the extent allowable by law. (CMU = Carnegie-
+Mellon University).
+
+For these and other matters, please mail to:
+
+Project Gutenberg
+P. O. Box 2782
+Champaign, IL 61825
+
+When all other email fails try our Executive Director:
+Michael S. Hart
+
+We would prefer to send you this information by email
+(Internet, Bitnet, Compuserve, ATTMAIL or MCImail).
+
+******
+If you have an FTP program (or emulator), please
+FTP directly to the Project Gutenberg archives:
+[Mac users, do NOT point and click. . .type]
+
+ftp uiarchive.cso.uiuc.edu
+login: anonymous
+password: your@login
+cd etext/etext90 through /etext96
+or cd etext/articles [get suggest gut for more information]
+dir [to see files]
+get or mget [to get files. . .set bin for zip files]
+GET INDEX?00.GUT
+for a list of books
+and
+GET NEW GUT for general information
+and
+MGET GUT* for newsletters.
+
+**Information prepared by the Project Gutenberg legal advisor**
+(Three Pages)
+
+
+***START**THE SMALL PRINT!**FOR PUBLIC DOMAIN ETEXTS**START***
+Why is this "Small Print!" statement here? You know: lawyers.
+They tell us you might sue us if there is something wrong with
+your copy of this etext, even if you got it for free from
+someone other than us, and even if what's wrong is not our
+fault. So, among other things, this "Small Print!" statement
+disclaims most of our liability to you. It also tells you how
+you can distribute copies of this etext if you want to.
+
+*BEFORE!* YOU USE OR READ THIS ETEXT
+By using or reading any part of this PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm
+etext, you indicate that you understand, agree to and accept
+this "Small Print!" statement. If you do not, you can receive
+a refund of the money (if any) you paid for this etext by
+sending a request within 30 days of receiving it to the person
+you got it from. If you received this etext on a physical
+medium (such as a disk), you must return it with your request.
+
+ABOUT PROJECT GUTENBERG-TM ETEXTS
+This PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm etext, like most PROJECT GUTENBERG-
+tm etexts, is a "public domain" work distributed by Professor
+Michael S. Hart through the Project Gutenberg Association at
+Carnegie-Mellon University (the "Project"). Among other
+things, this means that no one owns a United States copyright
+on or for this work, so the Project (and you!) can copy and
+distribute it in the United States without permission and
+without paying copyright royalties. Special rules, set forth
+below, apply if you wish to copy and distribute this etext
+under the Project's "PROJECT GUTENBERG" trademark.
+
+To create these etexts, the Project expends considerable
+efforts to identify, transcribe and proofread public domain
+works. Despite these efforts, the Project's etexts and any
+medium they may be on may contain "Defects". Among other
+things, Defects may take the form of incomplete, inaccurate or
+corrupt data, transcription errors, a copyright or other
+intellectual property infringement, a defective or damaged
+disk or other etext medium, a computer virus, or computer
+codes that damage or cannot be read by your equipment.
+
+LIMITED WARRANTY; DISCLAIMER OF DAMAGES
+But for the "Right of Replacement or Refund" described below,
+[1] the Project (and any other party you may receive this
+etext from as a PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm etext) disclaims all
+liability to you for damages, costs and expenses, including
+legal fees, and [2] YOU HAVE NO REMEDIES FOR NEGLIGENCE OR
+UNDER STRICT LIABILITY, OR FOR BREACH OF WARRANTY OR CONTRACT,
+INCLUDING BUT NOT LIMITED TO INDIRECT, CONSEQUENTIAL, PUNITIVE
+OR INCIDENTAL DAMAGES, EVEN IF YOU GIVE NOTICE OF THE
+POSSIBILITY OF SUCH DAMAGES.
+
+If you discover a Defect in this etext within 90 days of
+receiving it, you can receive a refund of the money (if any)
+you paid for it by sending an explanatory note within that
+time to the person you received it from. If you received it
+on a physical medium, you must return it with your note, and
+such person may choose to alternatively give you a replacement
+copy. If you received it electronically, such person may
+choose to alternatively give you a second opportunity to
+receive it electronically.
+
+THIS ETEXT IS OTHERWISE PROVIDED TO YOU "AS-IS". NO OTHER
+WARRANTIES OF ANY KIND, EXPRESS OR IMPLIED, ARE MADE TO YOU AS
+TO THE ETEXT OR ANY MEDIUM IT MAY BE ON, INCLUDING BUT NOT
+LIMITED TO WARRANTIES OF MERCHANTABILITY OR FITNESS FOR A
+PARTICULAR PURPOSE.
+
+Some states do not allow disclaimers of implied warranties or
+the exclusion or limitation of consequential damages, so the
+above disclaimers and exclusions may not apply to you, and you
+may have other legal rights.
+
+INDEMNITY
+You will indemnify and hold the Project, its directors,
+officers, members and agents harmless from all liability, cost
+and expense, including legal fees, that arise directly or
+indirectly from any of the following that you do or cause:
+[1] distribution of this etext, [2] alteration, modification,
+or addition to the etext, or [3] any Defect.
+
+DISTRIBUTION UNDER "PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm"
+You may distribute copies of this etext electronically, or by
+disk, book or any other medium if you either delete this
+"Small Print!" and all other references to Project Gutenberg,
+or:
+
+[1] Only give exact copies of it. Among other things, this
+ requires that you do not remove, alter or modify the
+ etext or this "small print!" statement. You may however,
+ if you wish, distribute this etext in machine readable
+ binary, compressed, mark-up, or proprietary form,
+ including any form resulting from conversion by word pro-
+ cessing or hypertext software, but only so long as
+ *EITHER*:
+
+ [*] The etext, when displayed, is clearly readable, and
+ does *not* contain characters other than those
+ intended by the author of the work, although tilde
+ (~), asterisk (*) and underline (_) characters may
+ be used to convey punctuation intended by the
+ author, and additional characters may be used to
+ indicate hypertext links; OR
+
+ [*] The etext may be readily converted by the reader at
+ no expense into plain ASCII, EBCDIC or equivalent
+ form by the program that displays the etext (as is
+ the case, for instance, with most word processors);
+ OR
+
+ [*] You provide, or agree to also provide on request at
+ no additional cost, fee or expense, a copy of the
+ etext in its original plain ASCII form (or in EBCDIC
+ or other equivalent proprietary form).
+
+[2] Honor the etext refund and replacement provisions of this
+ "Small Print!" statement.
+
+[3] Pay a trademark license fee to the Project of 20% of the
+ net profits you derive calculated using the method you
+ already use to calculate your applicable taxes. If you
+ don't derive profits, no royalty is due. Royalties are
+ payable to "Project Gutenberg Association/Carnegie-Mellon
+ University" within the 60 days following each
+ date you prepare (or were legally required to prepare)
+ your annual (or equivalent periodic) tax return.
+
+WHAT IF YOU *WANT* TO SEND MONEY EVEN IF YOU DON'T HAVE TO?
+The Project gratefully accepts contributions in money, time,
+scanning machines, OCR software, public domain etexts, royalty
+free copyright licenses, and every other sort of contribution
+you can think of. Money should be paid to "Project Gutenberg
+Association / Carnegie-Mellon University".
+
+*END*THE SMALL PRINT! FOR PUBLIC DOMAIN ETEXTS*Ver.04.29.93*END*
+
+
+
+
+
+The Count of Monte Cristo
+
+by Alexandre Dumas [Pere]
+
+
+
+
+Chapter 1
+Marseilles -- The Arrival.
+
+On the 24th of February, 1810, the look-out at Notre-Dame de
+la Garde signalled the three-master, the Pharaon from
+Smyrna, Trieste, and Naples.
+
+As usual, a pilot put off immediately, and rounding the
+Chateau d'If, got on board the vessel between Cape Morgion
+and Rion island.
+
+Immediately, and according to custom, the ramparts of Fort
+Saint-Jean were covered with spectators; it is always an
+event at Marseilles for a ship to come into port, especially
+when this ship, like the Pharaon, has been built, rigged,
+and laden at the old Phocee docks, and belongs to an owner
+of the city.
+
+The ship drew on and had safely passed the strait, which
+some volcanic shock has made between the Calasareigne and
+Jaros islands; had doubled Pomegue, and approached the
+harbor under topsails, jib, and spanker, but so slowly and
+sedately that the idlers, with that instinct which is the
+forerunner of evil, asked one another what misfortune could
+have happened on board. However, those experienced in
+navigation saw plainly that if any accident had occurred, it
+was not to the vessel herself, for she bore down with all
+the evidence of being skilfully handled, the anchor
+a-cockbill, the jib-boom guys already eased off, and
+standing by the side of the pilot, who was steering the
+Pharaon towards the narrow entrance of the inner port, was a
+young man, who, with activity and vigilant eye, watched
+every motion of the ship, and repeated each direction of the
+pilot.
+
+The vague disquietude which prevailed among the spectators
+had so much affected one of the crowd that he did not await
+the arrival of the vessel in harbor, but jumping into a
+small skiff, desired to be pulled alongside the Pharaon,
+which he reached as she rounded into La Reserve basin.
+
+When the young man on board saw this person approach, he
+left his station by the pilot, and, hat in hand, leaned over
+the ship's bulwarks.
+
+He was a fine, tall, slim young fellow of eighteen or
+twenty, with black eyes, and hair as dark as a raven's wing;
+and his whole appearance bespoke that calmness and
+resolution peculiar to men accustomed from their cradle to
+contend with danger.
+
+"Ah, is it you, Dantes?" cried the man in the skiff. "What's
+the matter? and why have you such an air of sadness aboard?"
+
+"A great misfortune, M. Morrel," replied the young man, --
+"a great misfortune, for me especially! Off Civita Vecchia
+we lost our brave Captain Leclere."
+
+"And the cargo?" inquired the owner, eagerly.
+
+"Is all safe, M. Morrel; and I think you will be satisfied
+on that head. But poor Captain Leclere -- "
+
+"What happened to him?" asked the owner, with an air of
+considerable resignation. "What happened to the worthy
+captain?"
+
+"He died."
+
+"Fell into the sea?"
+
+"No, sir, he died of brain-fever in dreadful agony." Then
+turning to the crew, he said, "Bear a hand there, to take in
+sail!"
+
+All hands obeyed, and at once the eight or ten seamen who
+composed the crew, sprang to their respective stations at
+the spanker brails and outhaul, topsail sheets and halyards,
+the jib downhaul, and the topsail clewlines and buntlines.
+The young sailor gave a look to see that his orders were
+promptly and accurately obeyed, and then turned again to the
+owner.
+
+"And how did this misfortune occur?" inquired the latter,
+resuming the interrupted conversation.
+
+"Alas, sir, in the most unexpected manner. After a long talk
+with the harbor-master, Captain Leclere left Naples greatly
+disturbed in mind. In twenty-four hours he was attacked by a
+fever, and died three days afterwards. We performed the
+usual burial service, and he is at his rest, sewn up in his
+hammock with a thirty-six pound shot at his head and his
+heels, off El Giglio island. We bring to his widow his sword
+and cross of honor. It was worth while, truly," added the
+young man with a melancholy smile, "to make war against the
+English for ten years, and to die in his bed at last, like
+everybody else."
+
+"Why, you see, Edmond," replied the owner, who appeared more
+comforted at every moment, "we are all mortal, and the old
+must make way for the young. If not, why, there would be no
+promotion; and since you assure me that the cargo -- "
+
+"Is all safe and sound, M. Morrel, take my word for it; and
+I advise you not to take 25,000 francs for the profits of
+the voyage."
+
+Then, as they were just passing the Round Tower, the young
+man shouted: "Stand by there to lower the topsails and jib;
+brail up the spanker!"
+
+The order was executed as promptly as it would have been on
+board a man-of-war.
+
+"Let go -- and clue up!" At this last command all the sails
+were lowered, and the vessel moved almost imperceptibly
+onwards.
+
+"Now, if you will come on board, M. Morrel," said Dantes,
+observing the owner's impatience, "here is your supercargo,
+M. Danglars, coming out of his cabin, who will furnish you
+with every particular. As for me, I must look after the
+anchoring, and dress the ship in mourning."
+
+The owner did not wait for a second invitation. He seized a
+rope which Dantes flung to him, and with an activity that
+would have done credit to a sailor, climbed up the side of
+the ship, while the young man, going to his task, left the
+conversation to Danglars, who now came towards the owner. He
+was a man of twenty-five or twenty-six years of age, of
+unprepossessing countenance, obsequious to his superiors,
+insolent to his subordinates; and this, in addition to his
+position as responsible agent on board, which is always
+obnoxious to the sailors, made him as much disliked by the
+crew as Edmond Dantes was beloved by them.
+
+"Well, M. Morrel," said Danglars, "you have heard of the
+misfortune that has befallen us?"
+
+"Yes -- yes: poor Captain Leclere! He was a brave and an
+honest man."
+
+"And a first-rate seaman, one who had seen long and
+honorable service, as became a man charged with the
+interests of a house so important as that of Morrel & Son,"
+replied Danglars.
+
+"But," replied the owner, glancing after Dantes, who was
+watching the anchoring of his vessel, "it seems to me that a
+sailor needs not be so old as you say, Danglars, to
+understand his business, for our friend Edmond seems to
+understand it thoroughly, and not to require instruction
+from any one."
+
+"Yes," said Danglars, darting at Edmond a look gleaming with
+hate. "Yes, he is young, and youth is invariably
+self-confident. Scarcely was the captain's breath out of his
+body when he assumed the command without consulting any one,
+and he caused us to lose a day and a half at the Island of
+Elba, instead of making for Marseilles direct."
+
+"As to taking command of the vessel," replied Morrel, "that
+was his duty as captain's mate; as to losing a day and a
+half off the Island of Elba, he was wrong, unless the vessel
+needed repairs."
+
+"The vessel was in as good condition as I am, and as, I hope
+you are, M. Morrel, and this day and a half was lost from
+pure whim, for the pleasure of going ashore, and nothing
+else."
+
+"Dantes," said the shipowner, turning towards the young man,
+"come this way!"
+
+"In a moment, sir," answered Dantes, "and I'm with you."
+Then calling to the crew, he said -- "Let go!"
+
+The anchor was instantly dropped, and the chain ran rattling
+through the port-hole. Dantes continued at his post in spite
+of the presence of the pilot, until this manoeuvre was
+completed, and then he added, "Half-mast the colors, and
+square the yards!"
+
+"You see," said Danglars, "he fancies himself captain
+already, upon my word."
+
+"And so, in fact, he is," said the owner.
+
+"Except your signature and your partner's, M. Morrel."
+
+"And why should he not have this?" asked the owner; "he is
+young, it is true, but he seems to me a thorough seaman, and
+of full experience."
+
+A cloud passed over Danglars' brow. "Your pardon, M.
+Morrel," said Dantes, approaching, "the vessel now rides at
+anchor, and I am at your service. You hailed me, I think?"
+
+Danglars retreated a step or two. "I wished to inquire why
+you stopped at the Island of Elba?"
+
+"I do not know, sir; it was to fulfil the last instructions
+of Captain Leclere, who, when dying, gave me a packet for
+Marshal Bertrand."
+
+"Then did you see him, Edmond?"
+
+"Who?"
+
+"The marshal."
+
+"Yes."
+
+Morrel looked around him, and then, drawing Dantes on one
+side, he said suddenly -- "And how is the emperor?"
+
+"Very well, as far as I could judge from the sight of him."
+
+"You saw the emperor, then?"
+
+"He entered the marshal's apartment while I was there."
+
+"And you spoke to him?"
+
+"Why, it was he who spoke to me, sir," said Dantes, with a
+smile.
+
+"And what did he say to you?"
+
+"Asked me questions about the vessel, the time she left
+Marseilles, the course she had taken, and what was her
+cargo. I believe, if she had not been laden, and I had been
+her master, he would have bought her. But I told him I was
+only mate, and that she belonged to the firm of Morrel &
+Son. `Ah, yes,' he said, `I know them. The Morrels have been
+shipowners from father to son; and there was a Morrel who
+served in the same regiment with me when I was in garrison
+at Valence.'"
+
+"Pardieu, and that is true!" cried the owner, greatly
+delighted. "And that was Policar Morrel, my uncle, who was
+afterwards a captain. Dantes, you must tell my uncle that
+the emperor remembered him, and you will see it will bring
+tears into the old soldier's eyes. Come, come," continued
+he, patting Edmond's shoulder kindly, "you did very right,
+Dantes, to follow Captain Leclere's instructions, and touch
+at Elba, although if it were known that you had conveyed a
+packet to the marshal, and had conversed with the emperor,
+it might bring you into trouble."
+
+"How could that bring me into trouble, sir?" asked Dantes;
+"for I did not even know of what I was the bearer; and the
+emperor merely made such inquiries as he would of the first
+comer. But, pardon me, here are the health officers and the
+customs inspectors coming alongside." And the young man went
+to the gangway. As he departed, Danglars approached, and
+said, --
+
+"Well, it appears that he has given you satisfactory reasons
+for his landing at Porto-Ferrajo?"
+
+"Yes, most satisfactory, my dear Danglars."
+
+"Well, so much the better," said the supercargo; "for it is
+not pleasant to think that a comrade has not done his duty."
+
+"Dantes has done his," replied the owner, "and that is not
+saying much. It was Captain Leclere who gave orders for this
+delay."
+
+"Talking of Captain Leclere, has not Dantes given you a
+letter from him?"
+
+"To me? -- no -- was there one?"
+
+"I believe that, besides the packet, Captain Leclere
+confided a letter to his care."
+
+"Of what packet are you speaking, Danglars?"
+
+"Why, that which Dantes left at Porto-Ferrajo."
+
+"How do you know he had a packet to leave at Porto-Ferrajo?"
+
+Danglars turned very red.
+
+"I was passing close to the door of the captain's cabin,
+which was half open, and I saw him give the packet and
+letter to Dantes."
+
+"He did not speak to me of it," replied the shipowner; "but
+if there be any letter he will give it to me."
+
+Danglars reflected for a moment. "Then, M. Morrel, I beg of
+you," said he, "not to say a word to Dantes on the subject.
+I may have been mistaken."
+
+At this moment the young man returned; Danglars withdrew.
+
+"Well, my dear Dantes, are you now free?" inquired the
+owner.
+
+"Yes, sir."
+
+"You have not been long detained."
+
+"No. I gave the custom-house officers a copy of our bill of
+lading; and as to the other papers, they sent a man off with
+the pilot, to whom I gave them."
+
+"Then you have nothing more to do here?"
+
+"No -- everything is all right now."
+
+"Then you can come and dine with me?"
+
+"I really must ask you to excuse me, M. Morrel. My first
+visit is due to my father, though I am not the less grateful
+for the honor you have done me."
+
+"Right, Dantes, quite right. I always knew you were a good
+son."
+
+"And," inquired Dantes, with some hesitation, "do you know
+how my father is?"
+
+"Well, I believe, my dear Edmond, though I have not seen him
+lately."
+
+"Yes, he likes to keep himself shut up in his little room."
+
+"That proves, at least, that he has wanted for nothing
+during your absence."
+
+Dantes smiled. "My father is proud, sir, and if he had not a
+meal left, I doubt if he would have asked anything from
+anyone, except from Heaven."
+
+"Well, then, after this first visit has been made we shall
+count on you."
+
+"I must again excuse myself, M. Morrel, for after this first
+visit has been paid I have another which I am most anxious
+to pay."
+
+"True, Dantes, I forgot that there was at the Catalans some
+one who expects you no less impatiently than your father --
+the lovely Mercedes."
+
+Dantes blushed.
+
+"Ah, ha," said the shipowner, "I am not in the least
+surprised, for she has been to me three times, inquiring if
+there were any news of the Pharaon. Peste, Edmond, you have
+a very handsome mistress!"
+
+"She is not my mistress," replied the young sailor, gravely;
+"she is my betrothed."
+
+"Sometimes one and the same thing," said Morrel, with a
+smile.
+
+"Not with us, sir," replied Dantes.
+
+"Well, well, my dear Edmond," continued the owner, "don't
+let me detain you. You have managed my affairs so well that
+I ought to allow you all the time you require for your own.
+Do you want any money?"
+
+"No, sir; I have all my pay to take -- nearly three months'
+wages."
+
+"You are a careful fellow, Edmond."
+
+"Say I have a poor father, sir."
+
+"Yes, yes, I know how good a son you are, so now hasten away
+to see your father. I have a son too, and I should be very
+wroth with those who detained him from me after a three
+months' voyage."
+
+"Then I have your leave, sir?"
+
+"Yes, if you have nothing more to say to me."
+
+"Nothing."
+
+"Captain Leclere did not, before he died, give you a letter
+for me?"
+
+"He was unable to write, sir. But that reminds me that I
+must ask your leave of absence for some days."
+
+"To get married?"
+
+"Yes, first, and then to go to Paris."
+
+"Very good; have what time you require, Dantes. It will take
+quite six weeks to unload the cargo, and we cannot get you
+ready for sea until three months after that; only be back
+again in three months, for the Pharaon," added the owner,
+patting the young sailor on the back, "cannot sail without
+her captain."
+
+"Without her captain!" cried Dantes, his eyes sparkling with
+animation; "pray mind what you say, for you are touching on
+the most secret wishes of my heart. Is it really your
+intention to make me captain of the Pharaon?"
+
+"If I were sole owner we'd shake hands on it now, my dear
+Dantes, and call it settled; but I have a partner, and you
+know the Italian proverb -- Chi ha compagno ha padrone --
+`He who has a partner has a master.' But the thing is at
+least half done, as you have one out of two votes. Rely on
+me to procure you the other; I will do my best."
+
+"Ah, M. Morrel," exclaimed the young seaman, with tears in
+his eyes, and grasping the owner's hand, "M. Morrel, I thank
+you in the name of my father and of Mercedes."
+
+"That's all right, Edmond. There's a providence that watches
+over the deserving. Go to your father: go and see Mercedes,
+and afterwards come to me."
+
+"Shall I row you ashore?"
+
+"No, thank you; I shall remain and look over the accounts
+with Danglars. Have you been satisfied with him this
+voyage?"
+
+"That is according to the sense you attach to the question,
+sir. Do you mean is he a good comrade? No, for I think he
+never liked me since the day when I was silly enough, after
+a little quarrel we had, to propose to him to stop for ten
+minutes at the island of Monte Cristo to settle the dispute
+-- a proposition which I was wrong to suggest, and he quite
+right to refuse. If you mean as responsible agent when you
+ask me the question, I believe there is nothing to say
+against him, and that you will be content with the way in
+which he has performed his duty."
+
+"But tell me, Dantes, if you had command of the Pharaon
+should you be glad to see Danglars remain?"
+
+"Captain or mate, M. Morrel, I shall always have the
+greatest respect for those who possess the owners'
+confidence."
+
+"That's right, that's right, Dantes! I see you are a
+thoroughly good fellow, and will detain you no longer. Go,
+for I see how impatient you are."
+
+"Then I have leave?"
+
+"Go, I tell you."
+
+"May I have the use of your skiff?"
+
+"Certainly."
+
+"Then, for the present, M. Morrel, farewell, and a thousand
+thanks!"
+
+"I hope soon to see you again, my dear Edmond. Good luck to
+you."
+
+The young sailor jumped into the skiff, and sat down in the
+stern sheets, with the order that he be put ashore at La
+Canebiere. The two oarsmen bent to their work, and the
+little boat glided away as rapidly as possible in the midst
+of the thousand vessels which choke up the narrow way which
+leads between the two rows of ships from the mouth of the
+harbor to the Quai d'Orleans.
+
+The shipowner, smiling, followed him with his eyes until he
+saw him spring out on the quay and disappear in the midst of
+the throng, which from five o'clock in the morning until
+nine o'clock at night, swarms in the famous street of La
+Canebiere, -- a street of which the modern Phocaeans are so
+proud that they say with all the gravity in the world, and
+with that accent which gives so much character to what is
+said, "If Paris had La Canebiere, Paris would be a second
+Marseilles." On turning round the owner saw Danglars behind
+him, apparently awaiting orders, but in reality also
+watching the young sailor, -- but there was a great
+difference in the expression of the two men who thus
+followed the movements of Edmond Dantes.
+
+
+
+Chapter 2
+Father and Son.
+
+We will leave Danglars struggling with the demon of hatred,
+and endeavoring to insinuate in the ear of the shipowner
+some evil suspicions against his comrade, and follow Dantes,
+who, after having traversed La Canebiere, took the Rue de
+Noailles, and entering a small house, on the left of the
+Allees de Meillan, rapidly ascended four flights of a dark
+staircase, holding the baluster with one hand, while with
+the other he repressed the beatings of his heart, and paused
+before a half-open door, from which he could see the whole
+of a small room.
+
+This room was occupied by Dantes' father. The news of the
+arrival of the Pharaon had not yet reached the old man, who,
+mounted on a chair, was amusing himself by training with
+trembling hand the nasturtiums and sprays of clematis that
+clambered over the trellis at his window. Suddenly, he felt
+an arm thrown around his body, and a well-known voice behind
+him exclaimed, "Father -- dear father!"
+
+The old man uttered a cry, and turned round; then, seeing
+his son, he fell into his arms, pale and trembling.
+
+"What ails you, my dearest father? Are you ill?" inquired
+the young man, much alarmed.
+
+"No, no, my dear Edmond -- my boy -- my son! -- no; but I
+did not expect you; and joy, the surprise of seeing you so
+suddenly -- Ah, I feel as if I were going to die."
+
+"Come, come, cheer up, my dear father! 'Tis I -- really I!
+They say joy never hurts, and so I came to you without any
+warning. Come now, do smile, instead of looking at me so
+solemnly. Here I am back again, and we are going to be
+happy."
+
+"Yes, yes, my boy, so we will -- so we will," replied the
+old man; "but how shall we be happy? Shall you never leave
+me again? Come, tell me all the good fortune that has
+befallen you."
+
+"God forgive me," said the young man, "for rejoicing at
+happiness derived from the misery of others, but, Heaven
+knows, I did not seek this good fortune; it has happened,
+and I really cannot pretend to lament it. The good Captain
+Leclere is dead, father, and it is probable that, with the
+aid of M. Morrel, I shall have his place. Do you understand,
+father? Only imagine me a captain at twenty, with a hundred
+louis pay, and a share in the profits! Is this not more than
+a poor sailor like me could have hoped for?"
+
+"Yes, my dear boy," replied the old man, "it is very
+fortunate."
+
+"Well, then, with the first money I touch, I mean you to
+have a small house, with a garden in which to plant
+clematis, nasturtiums, and honeysuckle. But what ails you,
+father? Are you not well?"
+
+"'Tis nothing, nothing; it will soon pass away" -- and as he
+said so the old man's strength failed him, and he fell
+backwards.
+
+"Come, come," said the young man, "a glass of wine, father,
+will revive you. Where do you keep your wine?"
+
+"No, no; thanks. You need not look for it; I do not want
+it," said the old man.
+
+"Yes, yes, father, tell me where it is," and he opened two
+or three cupboards.
+
+"It is no use," said the old man, "there is no wine."
+
+"What, no wine?" said Dantes, turning pale, and looking
+alternately at the hollow cheeks of the old man and the
+empty cupboards. "What, no wine? Have you wanted money,
+father?"
+
+"I want nothing now that I have you," said the old man.
+
+"Yet," stammered Dantes, wiping the perspiration from his
+brow, -- "yet I gave you two hundred francs when I left,
+three months ago."
+
+"Yes, yes, Edmond, that is true, but you forgot at that time
+a little debt to our neighbor, Caderousse. He reminded me of
+it, telling me if I did not pay for you, he would be paid by
+M. Morrel; and so, you see, lest he might do you an injury"
+--
+
+"Well?"
+
+"Why, I paid him."
+
+"But," cried Dantes, "it was a hundred and forty francs I
+owed Caderousse."
+
+"Yes," stammered the old man.
+
+"And you paid him out of the two hundred francs I left you?"
+
+The old man nodded.
+
+"So that you have lived for three months on sixty francs,"
+muttered Edmond.
+
+"You know how little I require," said the old man.
+
+"Heaven pardon me," cried Edmond, falling on his knees
+before his father.
+
+"What are you doing?"
+
+"You have wounded me to the heart."
+
+"Never mind it, for I see you once more," said the old man;
+"and now it's all over -- everything is all right again."
+
+"Yes, here I am," said the young man, "with a promising
+future and a little money. Here, father, here!" he said,
+"take this -- take it, and send for something immediately."
+And he emptied his pockets on the table, the contents
+consisting of a dozen gold pieces, five or six five-franc
+pieces, and some smaller coin. The countenance of old Dantes
+brightened.
+
+"Whom does this belong to?" he inquired.
+
+"To me, to you, to us! Take it; buy some provisions; be
+happy, and to-morrow we shall have more."
+
+"Gently, gently," said the old man, with a smile; "and by
+your leave I will use your purse moderately, for they would
+say, if they saw me buy too many things at a time, that I
+had been obliged to await your return, in order to be able
+to purchase them."
+
+"Do as you please; but, first of all, pray have a servant,
+father. I will not have you left alone so long. I have some
+smuggled coffee and most capital tobacco, in a small chest
+in the hold, which you shall have to-morrow. But, hush, here
+comes somebody."
+
+"'Tis Caderousse, who has heard of your arrival, and no
+doubt comes to congratulate you on your fortunate return."
+
+"Ah, lips that say one thing, while the heart thinks
+another," murmured Edmond. "But, never mind, he is a
+neighbor who has done us a service on a time, so he's
+welcome."
+
+As Edmond paused, the black and bearded head of Caderousse
+appeared at the door. He was a man of twenty-five or six,
+and held a piece of cloth, which, being a tailor, he was
+about to make into a coat-lining.
+
+"What, is it you, Edmond, back again?" said he, with a broad
+Marseillaise accent, and a grin that displayed his
+ivory-white teeth.
+
+"Yes, as you see, neighbor Caderousse; and ready to be
+agreeable to you in any and every way," replied Dantes, but
+ill-concealing his coldness under this cloak of civility.
+
+"Thanks -- thanks; but, fortunately, I do not want for
+anything; and it chances that at times there are others who
+have need of me." Dantes made a gesture. "I do not allude to
+you, my boy. No! -- no! I lent you money, and you returned
+it; that's like good neighbors, and we are quits."
+
+"We are never quits with those who oblige us," was Dantes'
+reply; "for when we do not owe them money, we owe them
+gratitude."
+
+"What's the use of mentioning that? What is done is done.
+Let us talk of your happy return, my boy. I had gone on the
+quay to match a piece of mulberry cloth, when I met friend
+Danglars. `You at Marseilles?' -- `Yes,' says he.
+
+"`I thought you were at Smyrna.' -- `I was; but am now back
+again.'
+
+"`And where is the dear boy, our little Edmond?'
+
+"`Why, with his father, no doubt,' replied Danglars. And so
+I came," added Caderousse, "as fast as I could to have the
+pleasure of shaking hands with a friend."
+
+"Worthy Caderousse!" said the old man, "he is so much
+attached to us."
+
+"Yes, to be sure I am. I love and esteem you, because honest
+folks are so rare. But it seems you have come back rich, my
+boy," continued the tailor, looking askance at the handful
+of gold and silver which Dantes had thrown on the table.
+
+The young man remarked the greedy glance which shone in the
+dark eyes of his neighbor. "Eh," he said, negligently. "this
+money is not mine. I was expressing to my father my fears
+that he had wanted many things in my absence, and to
+convince me he emptied his purse on the table. Come, father"
+added Dantes, "put this money back in your box -- unless
+neighbor Caderousse wants anything, and in that case it is
+at his service."
+
+"No, my boy, no," said Caderousse. "I am not in any want,
+thank God, my living is suited to my means. Keep your money
+-- keep it, I say; -- one never has too much; -- but, at the
+same time, my boy, I am as much obliged by your offer as if
+I took advantage of it."
+
+"It was offered with good will," said Dantes.
+
+"No doubt, my boy; no doubt. Well, you stand well with M.
+Morrel I hear, -- you insinuating dog, you!"
+
+"M. Morrel has always been exceedingly kind to me," replied
+Dantes.
+
+"Then you were wrong to refuse to dine with him."
+
+"What, did you refuse to dine with him?" said old Dantes;
+"and did he invite you to dine?"
+
+"Yes, my dear father," replied Edmond, smiling at his
+father's astonishment at the excessive honor paid to his
+son.
+
+"And why did you refuse, my son?" inquired the old man.
+
+"That I might the sooner see you again, my dear father,"
+replied the young man. "I was most anxious to see you."
+
+"But it must have vexed M. Morrel, good, worthy man," said
+Caderousse. "And when you are looking forward to be captain,
+it was wrong to annoy the owner."
+
+"But I explained to him the cause of my refusal," replied
+Dantes, "and I hope he fully understood it."
+
+"Yes, but to be captain one must do a little flattery to
+one's patrons."
+
+"I hope to be captain without that," said Dantes.
+
+"So much the better -- so much the better! Nothing will give
+greater pleasure to all your old friends; and I know one
+down there behind the Saint Nicolas citadel who will not be
+sorry to hear it."
+
+"Mercedes?" said the old man.
+
+"Yes, my dear father, and with your permission, now I have
+seen you, and know you are well and have all you require, I
+will ask your consent to go and pay a visit to the
+Catalans."
+
+"Go, my dear boy," said old Dantes: "and heaven bless you in
+your wife, as it has blessed me in my son!"
+
+"His wife!" said Caderousse; "why, how fast you go on,
+father Dantes; she is not his wife yet, as it seems to me."
+
+"So, but according to all probability she soon will be,"
+replied Edmond.
+
+"Yes -- yes," said Caderousse; "but you were right to return
+as soon as possible, my boy."
+
+"And why?"
+
+"Because Mercedes is a very fine girl, and fine girls never
+lack followers; she particularly has them by dozens."
+
+"Really?" answered Edmond, with a smile which had in it
+traces of slight uneasiness.
+
+"Ah, yes," continued Caderousse, "and capital offers, too;
+but you know, you will be captain, and who could refuse you
+then?"
+
+"Meaning to say," replied Dantes, with a smile which but
+ill-concealed his trouble, "that if I were not a captain" --
+
+"Eh -- eh!" said Caderousse, shaking his head.
+
+"Come, come," said the sailor, "I have a better opinion than
+you of women in general, and of Mercedes in particular; and
+I am certain that, captain or not, she will remain ever
+faithful to me."
+
+"So much the better -- so much the better," said Caderousse.
+"When one is going to be married, there is nothing like
+implicit confidence; but never mind that, my boy, -- go and
+announce your arrival, and let her know all your hopes and
+prospects."
+
+"I will go directly," was Edmond's reply; and, embracing his
+father, and nodding to Caderousse, he left the apartment.
+
+Caderousse lingered for a moment, then taking leave of old
+Dantes, he went downstairs to rejoin Danglars, who awaited
+him at the corner of the Rue Senac.
+
+"Well," said Danglars, "did you see him?"
+
+"I have just left him," answered Caderousse.
+
+"Did he allude to his hope of being captain?"
+
+"He spoke of it as a thing already decided."
+
+"Indeed!" said Danglars, "he is in too much hurry, it
+appears to me."
+
+"Why, it seems M. Morrel has promised him the thing."
+
+"So that he is quite elated about it?"
+
+"Why, yes, he is actually insolent over the matter -- has
+already offered me his patronage, as if he were a grand
+personage, and proffered me a loan of money, as though he
+were a banker."
+
+"Which you refused?"
+
+"Most assuredly; although I might easily have accepted it,
+for it was I who put into his hands the first silver he ever
+earned; but now M. Dantes has no longer any occasion for
+assistance -- he is about to become a captain."
+
+"Pooh!" said Danglars, "he is not one yet."
+
+"Ma foi, it will be as well if he is not," answered
+Caderousse; "for if he should be, there will be really no
+speaking to him."
+
+"If we choose," replied Danglars, "he will remain what he
+is; and perhaps become even less than he is."
+
+"What do you mean?"
+
+"Nothing -- I was speaking to myself. And is he still in
+love with the Catalane?"
+
+"Over head and ears; but, unless I am much mistaken, there
+will be a storm in that quarter."
+
+"Explain yourself."
+
+"Why should I?"
+
+"It is more important than you think, perhaps. You do not
+like Dantes?"
+
+"I never like upstarts."
+
+"Then tell me all you know about the Catalane."
+
+"I know nothing for certain; only I have seen things which
+induce me to believe, as I told you, that the future captain
+will find some annoyance in the vicinity of the Vieilles
+Infirmeries."
+
+"What have you seen? -- come, tell me!"
+
+"Well, every time I have seen Mercedes come into the city
+she has been accompanied by a tall, strapping, black-eyed
+Catalan, with a red complexion, brown skin, and fierce air,
+whom she calls cousin."
+
+"Really; and you think this cousin pays her attentions?"
+
+"I only suppose so. What else can a strapping chap of
+twenty-one mean with a fine wench of seventeen?"
+
+"And you say that Dantes has gone to the Catalans?"
+
+"He went before I came down."
+
+"Let us go the same way; we will stop at La Reserve, and we
+can drink a glass of La Malgue, whilst we wait for news."
+
+"Come along," said Caderousse; "but you pay the score."
+
+"Of course," replied Danglars; and going quickly to the
+designated place, they called for a bottle of wine, and two
+glasses.
+
+Pere Pamphile had seen Dantes pass not ten minutes before;
+and assured that he was at the Catalans, they sat down under
+the budding foliage of the planes and sycamores, in the
+branches of which the birds were singing their welcome to
+one of the first days of spring.
+
+
+
+Chapter 3
+The Catalans.
+
+Beyond a bare, weather-worn wall, about a hundred paces from
+the spot where the two friends sat looking and listening as
+they drank their wine, was the village of the Catalans. Long
+ago this mysterious colony quitted Spain, and settled on the
+tongue of land on which it is to this day. Whence it came no
+one knew, and it spoke an unknown tongue. One of its chiefs,
+who understood Provencal, begged the commune of Marseilles
+to give them this bare and barren promontory, where, like
+the sailors of old, they had run their boats ashore. The
+request was granted; and three months afterwards, around the
+twelve or fifteen small vessels which had brought these
+gypsies of the sea, a small village sprang up. This village,
+constructed in a singular and picturesque manner, half
+Moorish, half Spanish, still remains, and is inhabited by
+descendants of the first comers, who speak the language of
+their fathers. For three or four centuries they have
+remained upon this small promontory, on which they had
+settled like a flight of seabirds, without mixing with the
+Marseillaise population, intermarrying, and preserving their
+original customs and the costume of their mother-country as
+they have preserved its language.
+
+Our readers will follow us along the only street of this
+little village, and enter with us one of the houses, which
+is sunburned to the beautiful dead-leaf color peculiar to
+the buildings of the country, and within coated with
+whitewash, like a Spanish posada. A young and beautiful
+girl, with hair as black as jet, her eyes as velvety as the
+gazelle's, was leaning with her back against the wainscot,
+rubbing in her slender delicately moulded fingers a bunch of
+heath blossoms, the flowers of which she was picking off and
+strewing on the floor; her arms, bare to the elbow, brown,
+and modelled after those of the Arlesian Venus, moved with a
+kind of restless impatience, and she tapped the earth with
+her arched and supple foot, so as to display the pure and
+full shape of her well-turned leg, in its red cotton, gray
+and blue clocked, stocking. At three paces from her, seated
+in a chair which he balanced on two legs, leaning his elbow
+on an old worm-eaten table, was a tall young man of twenty,
+or two-and-twenty, who was looking at her with an air in
+which vexation and uneasiness were mingled. He questioned
+her with his eyes, but the firm and steady gaze of the young
+girl controlled his look.
+
+"You see, Mercedes," said the young man, "here is Easter
+come round again; tell me, is this the moment for a
+wedding?"
+
+"I have answered you a hundred times, Fernand, and really
+you must be very stupid to ask me again."
+
+"Well, repeat it, -- repeat it, I beg of you, that I may at
+last believe it! Tell me for the hundredth time that you
+refuse my love, which had your mother's sanction. Make me
+understand once for all that you are trifling with my
+happiness, that my life or death are nothing to you. Ah, to
+have dreamed for ten years of being your husband, Mercedes,
+and to lose that hope, which was the only stay of my
+existence!"
+
+"At least it was not I who ever encouraged you in that hope,
+Fernand," replied Mercedes; "you cannot reproach me with the
+slightest coquetry. I have always said to you, `I love you
+as a brother; but do not ask from me more than sisterly
+affection, for my heart is another's.' Is not this true,
+Fernand?"
+
+"Yes, that is very true, Mercedes," replied the young man,
+"Yes, you have been cruelly frank with me; but do you forget
+that it is among the Catalans a sacred law to intermarry?"
+
+"You mistake, Fernand; it is not a law, but merely a custom,
+and, I pray of you, do not cite this custom in your favor.
+You are included in the conscription, Fernand, and are only
+at liberty on sufferance, liable at any moment to be called
+upon to take up arms. Once a soldier, what would you do with
+me, a poor orphan, forlorn, without fortune, with nothing
+but a half-ruined hut and a few ragged nets, the miserable
+inheritance left by my father to my mother, and by my mother
+to me? She has been dead a year, and you know, Fernand, I
+have subsisted almost entirely on public charity. Sometimes
+you pretend I am useful to you, and that is an excuse to
+share with me the produce of your fishing, and I accept it,
+Fernand, because you are the son of my father's brother,
+because we were brought up together, and still more because
+it would give you so much pain if I refuse. But I feel very
+deeply that this fish which I go and sell, and with the
+produce of which I buy the flax I spin, -- I feel very
+keenly, Fernand, that this is charity."
+
+"And if it were, Mercedes, poor and lone as you are, you
+suit me as well as the daughter of the first shipowner or
+the richest banker of Marseilles! What do such as we desire
+but a good wife and careful housekeeper, and where can I
+look for these better than in you?"
+
+"Fernand," answered Mercedes, shaking her head, "a woman
+becomes a bad manager, and who shall say she will remain an
+honest woman, when she loves another man better than her
+husband? Rest content with my friendship, for I say once
+more that is all I can promise, and I will promise no more
+than I can bestow."
+
+"I understand," replied Fernand, "you can endure your own
+wretchedness patiently, but you are afraid to share mine.
+Well, Mercedes, beloved by you, I would tempt fortune; you
+would bring me good luck, and I should become rich. I could
+extend my occupation as a fisherman, might get a place as
+clerk in a warehouse, and become in time a dealer myself."
+
+"You could do no such thing, Fernand; you are a soldier, and
+if you remain at the Catalans it is because there is no war;
+so remain a fisherman, and contented with my friendship, as
+I cannot give you more."
+
+"Well, I will do better, Mercedes. I will be a sailor;
+instead of the costume of our fathers, which you despise, I
+will wear a varnished hat, a striped shirt, and a blue
+jacket, with an anchor on the buttons. Would not that dress
+please you?"
+
+"What do you mean?" asked Mercedes, with an angry glance, --
+"what do you mean? I do not understand you?"
+
+"I mean, Mercedes, that you are thus harsh and cruel with
+me, because you are expecting some one who is thus attired;
+but perhaps he whom you await is inconstant, or if he is
+not, the sea is so to him."
+
+"Fernand," cried Mercedes, "I believed you were
+good-hearted, and I was mistaken! Fernand, you are wicked to
+call to your aid jealousy and the anger of God! Yes, I will
+not deny it, I do await, and I do love him of whom you
+speak; and, if he does not return, instead of accusing him
+of the inconstancy which you insinuate, I will tell you that
+he died loving me and me only." The young girl made a
+gesture of rage. "I understand you, Fernand; you would be
+revenged on him because I do not love you; you would cross
+your Catalan knife with his dirk. What end would that
+answer? To lose you my friendship if he were conquered, and
+see that friendship changed into hate if you were victor.
+Believe me, to seek a quarrel with a man is a bad method of
+pleasing the woman who loves that man. No, Fernand, you will
+not thus give way to evil thoughts. Unable to have me for
+your wife, you will content yourself with having me for your
+friend and sister; and besides," she added, her eyes
+troubled and moistened with tears, "wait, wait, Fernand; you
+said just now that the sea was treacherous, and he has been
+gone four months, and during these four months there have
+been some terrible storms."
+
+Fernand made no reply, nor did he attempt to check the tears
+which flowed down the cheeks of Mercedes, although for each
+of these tears he would have shed his heart's blood; but
+these tears flowed for another. He arose, paced a while up
+and down the hut, and then, suddenly stopping before
+Mercedes, with his eyes glowing and his hands clinched, --
+"Say, Mercedes," he said, "once for all, is this your final
+determination?"
+
+"I love Edmond Dantes," the young girl calmly replied, "and
+none but Edmond shall ever be my husband."
+
+"And you will always love him?"
+
+"As long as I live."
+
+Fernand let fall his head like a defeated man, heaved a sigh
+that was like a groan, and then suddenly looking her full in
+the face, with clinched teeth and expanded nostrils, said,
+-- "But if he is dead" --
+
+"If he is dead, I shall die too."
+
+"If he has forgotten you" --
+
+"Mercedes!" called a joyous voice from without, --
+"Mercedes!"
+
+"Ah," exclaimed the young girl, blushing with delight, and
+fairly leaping in excess of love, "you see he has not
+forgotten me, for here he is!" And rushing towards the door,
+she opened it, saying, "Here, Edmond, here I am!"
+
+Fernand, pale and trembling, drew back, like a traveller at
+the sight of a serpent, and fell into a chair beside him.
+Edmond and Mercedes were clasped in each other's arms. The
+burning Marseilles sun, which shot into the room through the
+open door, covered them with a flood of light. At first they
+saw nothing around them. Their intense happiness isolated
+them from all the rest of the world, and they only spoke in
+broken words, which are the tokens of a joy so extreme that
+they seem rather the expression of sorrow. Suddenly Edmond
+saw the gloomy, pale, and threatening countenance of
+Fernand, as it was defined in the shadow. By a movement for
+which he could scarcely account to himself, the young
+Catalan placed his hand on the knife at his belt.
+
+"Ah, your pardon," said Dantes, frowning in his turn; "I did
+not perceive that there were three of us." Then, turning to
+Mercedes, he inquired, "Who is this gentleman?"
+
+"One who will be your best friend, Dantes, for he is my
+friend, my cousin, my brother; it is Fernand -- the man
+whom, after you, Edmond, I love the best in the world. Do
+you not remember him?"
+
+"Yes!" said Dantes, and without relinquishing Mercedes hand
+clasped in one of his own, he extended the other to the
+Catalan with a cordial air. But Fernand, instead of
+responding to this amiable gesture, remained mute and
+trembling. Edmond then cast his eyes scrutinizingly at the
+agitated and embarrassed Mercedes, and then again on the
+gloomy and menacing Fernand. This look told him all, and his
+anger waxed hot.
+
+"I did not know, when I came with such haste to you, that I
+was to meet an enemy here."
+
+"An enemy!" cried Mercedes, with an angry look at her
+cousin. "An enemy in my house, do you say, Edmond! If I
+believed that, I would place my arm under yours and go with
+you to Marseilles, leaving the house to return to it no
+more."
+
+Fernand's eye darted lightning. "And should any misfortune
+occur to you, dear Edmond," she continued with the same
+calmness which proved to Fernand that the young girl had
+read the very innermost depths of his sinister thought, "if
+misfortune should occur to you, I would ascend the highest
+point of the Cape de Morgion and cast myself headlong from
+it."
+
+Fernand became deadly pale. "But you are deceived, Edmond,"
+she continued. "You have no enemy here -- there is no one
+but Fernand, my brother, who will grasp your hand as a
+devoted friend."
+
+And at these words the young girl fixed her imperious look
+on the Catalan, who, as if fascinated by it, came slowly
+towards Edmond, and offered him his hand. His hatred, like a
+powerless though furious wave, was broken against the strong
+ascendancy which Mercedes exercised over him. Scarcely,
+however, had he touched Edmond's hand than he felt he had
+done all he could do, and rushed hastily out of the house.
+
+"Oh," he exclaimed, running furiously and tearing his hair
+-- "Oh, who will deliver me from this man? Wretched --
+wretched that I am!"
+
+"Hallo, Catalan! Hallo, Fernand! where are you running to?"
+exclaimed a voice.
+
+The young man stopped suddenly, looked around him, and
+perceived Caderousse sitting at table with Danglars, under
+an arbor.
+
+"Well", said Caderousse, "why don't you come? Are you really
+in such a hurry that you have no time to pass the time of
+day with your friends?"
+
+"Particularly when they have still a full bottle before
+them," added Danglars. Fernand looked at them both with a
+stupefied air, but did not say a word.
+
+"He seems besotted," said Danglars, pushing Caderousse with
+his knee. "Are we mistaken, and is Dantes triumphant in
+spite of all we have believed?"
+
+"Why, we must inquire into that," was Caderousse's reply;
+and turning towards the young man, said, "Well, Catalan,
+can't you make up your mind?"
+
+Fernand wiped away the perspiration steaming from his brow,
+and slowly entered the arbor, whose shade seemed to restore
+somewhat of calmness to his senses, and whose coolness
+somewhat of refreshment to his exhausted body.
+
+"Good-day," said he. "You called me, didn't you?" And he
+fell, rather than sat down, on one of the seats which
+surrounded the table.
+
+"I called you because you were running like a madman, and I
+was afraid you would throw yourself into the sea," said
+Caderousse, laughing. "Why, when a man has friends, they are
+not only to offer him a glass of wine, but, moreover, to
+prevent his swallowing three or four pints of water
+unnecessarily!"
+
+Fernand gave a groan, which resembled a sob, and dropped his
+head into his hands, his elbows leaning on the table.
+
+"Well, Fernand, I must say," said Caderousse, beginning the
+conversation, with that brutality of the common people in
+which curiosity destroys all diplomacy, "you look uncommonly
+like a rejected lover;" and he burst into a hoarse laugh.
+
+"Bah!" said Danglars, "a lad of his make was not born to be
+unhappy in love. You are laughing at him, Caderousse."
+
+"No," he replied, "only hark how he sighs! Come, come,
+Fernand," said Caderousse, "hold up your head, and answer
+us. It's not polite not to reply to friends who ask news of
+your health."
+
+"My health is well enough," said Fernand, clinching his
+hands without raising his head.
+
+"Ah, you see, Danglars," said Caderousse, winking at his
+friend, "this is how it is; Fernand, whom you see here, is a
+good and brave Catalan, one of the best fishermen in
+Marseilles, and he is in love with a very fine girl, named
+Mercedes; but it appears, unfortunately, that the fine girl
+is in love with the mate of the Pharaon; and as the Pharaon
+arrived to-day -- why, you understand!"
+
+"No; I do not understand," said Danglars.
+
+"Poor Fernand has been dismissed," continued Caderousse.
+
+"Well, and what then?" said Fernand, lifting up his head,
+and looking at Caderousse like a man who looks for some one
+on whom to vent his anger; "Mercedes is not accountable to
+any person, is she? Is she not free to love whomsoever she
+will?"
+
+"Oh, if you take it in that sense," said Caderousse, "it is
+another thing. But I thought you were a Catalan, and they
+told me the Catalans were not men to allow themselves to be
+supplanted by a rival. It was even told me that Fernand,
+especially, was terrible in his vengeance."
+
+Fernand smiled piteously. "A lover is never terrible," he
+said.
+
+"Poor fellow!" remarked Danglars, affecting to pity the
+young man from the bottom of his heart. "Why, you see, he
+did not expect to see Dantes return so suddenly -- he
+thought he was dead, perhaps; or perchance faithless! These
+things always come on us more severely when they come
+suddenly."
+
+"Ah, ma foi, under any circumstances," said Caderousse, who
+drank as he spoke, and on whom the fumes of the wine began
+to take effect, -- "under any circumstances Fernand is not
+the only person put out by the fortunate arrival of Dantes;
+is he, Danglars?"
+
+"No, you are right -- and I should say that would bring him
+ill-luck."
+
+"Well, never mind," answered Caderousse, pouring out a glass
+of wine for Fernand, and filling his own for the eighth or
+ninth time, while Danglars had merely sipped his. "Never
+mind -- in the meantime he marries Mercedes -- the lovely
+Mercedes -- at least he returns to do that."
+
+During this time Danglars fixed his piercing glance on the
+young man, on whose heart Caderousse's words fell like
+molten lead.
+
+"And when is the wedding to be?" he asked.
+
+"Oh, it is not yet fixed!" murmured Fernand.
+
+"No, but it will be," said Caderousse, "as surely as Dantes
+will be captain of the Pharaon -- eh, Danglars?"
+
+Danglars shuddered at this unexpected attack, and turned to
+Caderousse, whose countenance he scrutinized, to try and
+detect whether the blow was premeditated; but he read
+nothing but envy in a countenance already rendered brutal
+and stupid by drunkenness.
+
+"Well," said he, filling the glasses, "let us drink to
+Captain Edmond Dantes, husband of the beautiful Catalane!"
+
+Caderousse raised his glass to his mouth with unsteady hand,
+and swallowed the contents at a gulp. Fernand dashed his on
+the ground.
+
+"Eh, eh, eh!" stammered Caderousse. "What do I see down
+there by the wall, in the direction of the Catalans? Look,
+Fernand, your eyes are better than mine. I believe I see
+double. You know wine is a deceiver; but I should say it was
+two lovers walking side by side, and hand in hand. Heaven
+forgive me, they do not know that we can see them, and they
+are actually embracing!"
+
+Danglars did not lose one pang that Fernand endured.
+
+"Do you know them, Fernand?" he said.
+
+"Yes," was the reply, in a low voice. "It is Edmond and
+Mercedes!"
+
+"Ah, see there, now!" said Caderousse; "and I did not
+recognize them! Hallo, Dantes! hello, lovely damsel! Come
+this way, and let us know when the wedding is to be, for
+Fernand here is so obstinate he will not tell us."
+
+"Hold your tongue, will you?" said Danglars, pretending to
+restrain Caderousse, who, with the tenacity of drunkards,
+leaned out of the arbor. "Try to stand upright, and let the
+lovers make love without interruption. See, look at Fernand,
+and follow his example; he is well-behaved!"
+
+Fernand, probably excited beyond bearing, pricked by
+Danglars, as the bull is by the bandilleros, was about to
+rush out; for he had risen from his seat, and seemed to be
+collecting himself to dash headlong upon his rival, when
+Mercedes, smiling and graceful, lifted up her lovely head,
+and looked at them with her clear and bright eyes. At this
+Fernand recollected her threat of dying if Edmond died, and
+dropped again heavily on his seat. Danglars looked at the
+two men, one after the other, the one brutalized by liquor,
+the other overwhelmed with love.
+
+"I shall get nothing from these fools," he muttered; "and I
+am very much afraid of being here between a drunkard and a
+coward. Here's an envious fellow making himself boozy on
+wine when he ought to be nursing his wrath, and here is a
+fool who sees the woman he loves stolen from under his nose
+and takes on like a big baby. Yet this Catalan has eyes that
+glisten like those of the vengeful Spaniards, Sicilians, and
+Calabrians, and the other has fists big enough to crush an
+ox at one blow. Unquestionably, Edmond's star is in the
+ascendant, and he will marry the splendid girl -- he will be
+captain, too, and laugh at us all, unless" -- a sinister
+smile passed over Danglars' lips -- "unless I take a hand in
+the affair," he added.
+
+"Hallo!" continued Caderousse, half-rising, and with his
+fist on the table, "hallo, Edmond! do you not see your
+friends, or are you too proud to speak to them?"
+
+"No, my dear fellow!" replied Dantes, "I am not proud, but I
+am happy, and happiness blinds, I think, more than pride."
+
+"Ah, very well, that's an explanation!" said Caderousse.
+"How do you do, Madame Dantes?"
+
+Mercedes courtesied gravely, and said -- "That is not my
+name, and in my country it bodes ill fortune, they say, to
+call a young girl by the name of her betrothed before he
+becomes her husband. So call me Mercedes, if you please."
+
+"We must excuse our worthy neighbor, Caderousse," said
+Dantes, "he is so easily mistaken."
+
+"So, then, the wedding is to take place immediately, M.
+Dantes," said Danglars, bowing to the young couple.
+
+"As soon as possible, M. Danglars; to-day all preliminaries
+will be arranged at my father's, and to-morrow, or next day
+at latest, the wedding festival here at La Reserve. My
+friends will be there, I hope; that is to say, you are
+invited, M. Danglars, and you, Caderousse."
+
+"And Fernand," said Caderousse with a chuckle; "Fernand,
+too, is invited!"
+
+"My wife's brother is my brother," said Edmond; "and we,
+Mercedes and I, should be very sorry if he were absent at
+such a time."
+
+Fernand opened his mouth to reply, but his voice died on his
+lips, and he could not utter a word.
+
+"To-day the preliminaries, to-morrow or next day the
+ceremony! You are in a hurry, captain!"
+
+"Danglars," said Edmond, smiling, "I will say to you as
+Mercedes said just now to Caderousse, `Do not give me a
+title which does not belong to me'; that may bring me bad
+luck."
+
+"Your pardon," replied Danglars, "I merely said you seemed
+in a hurry, and we have lots of time; the Pharaon cannot be
+under weigh again in less than three months."
+
+"We are always in a hurry to be happy, M. Danglars; for when
+we have suffered a long time, we have great difficulty in
+believing in good fortune. But it is not selfishness alone
+that makes me thus in haste; I must go to Paris."
+
+"Ah, really? -- to Paris! and will it be the first time you
+have ever been there, Dantes?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Have you business there?"
+
+"Not of my own; the last commission of poor Captain Leclere;
+you know to what I allude, Danglars -- it is sacred.
+Besides, I shall only take the time to go and return."
+
+"Yes, yes, I understand," said Danglars, and then in a low
+tone, he added, "To Paris, no doubt to deliver the letter
+which the grand marshal gave him. Ah, this letter gives me
+an idea -- a capital idea! Ah; Dantes, my friend, you are
+not yet registered number one on board the good ship
+Pharaon;" then turning towards Edmond, who was walking away,
+"A pleasant journey," he cried.
+
+"Thank you," said Edmond with a friendly nod, and the two
+lovers continued on their way, as calm and joyous as if they
+were the very elect of heaven.
+
+
+
+Chapter 4
+Conspiracy.
+
+Danglars followed Edmond and Mercedes with his eyes until
+the two lovers disappeared behind one of the angles of Fort
+Saint Nicolas, then turning round, he perceived Fernand, who
+had fallen, pale and trembling, into his chair, while
+Caderousse stammered out the words of a drinking-song.
+
+"Well, my dear sir," said Danglars to Fernand, "here is a
+marriage which does not appear to make everybody happy."
+
+"It drives me to despair," said Fernand.
+
+"Do you, then, love Mercedes?"
+
+"I adore her!"
+
+"For long?"
+
+"As long as I have known her -- always."
+
+"And you sit there, tearing your hair, instead of seeking to
+remedy your condition; I did not think that was the way of
+your people."
+
+"What would you have me do?" said Fernand.
+
+"How do I know? Is it my affair? I am not in love with
+Mademoiselle Mercedes; but for you -- in the words of the
+gospel, seek, and you shall find."
+
+"I have found already."
+
+"What?"
+
+"I would stab the man, but the woman told me that if any
+misfortune happened to her betrothed, she would kill
+herself."
+
+"Pooh! Women say those things, but never do them."
+
+"You do not know Mercedes; what she threatens she will do."
+
+"Idiot!" muttered Danglars; "whether she kill herself or
+not, what matter, provided Dantes is not captain?"
+
+"Before Mercedes should die," replied Fernand, with the
+accents of unshaken resolution, "I would die myself!"
+
+"That's what I call love!" said Caderousse with a voice more
+tipsy than ever. "That's love, or I don't know what love
+is."
+
+"Come," said Danglars, "you appear to me a good sort of
+fellow, and hang me, I should like to help you, but" --
+
+"Yes," said Caderousse, "but how?"
+
+"My dear fellow," replied Danglars, "you are three parts
+drunk; finish the bottle, and you will be completely so.
+Drink then, and do not meddle with what we are discussing,
+for that requires all one's wit and cool judgment."
+
+"I -- drunk!" said Caderousse; "well that's a good one! I
+could drink four more such bottles; they are no bigger than
+cologne flasks. Pere Pamphile, more wine!" and Caderousse
+rattled his glass upon the table.
+
+"You were saving, sir" -- said Fernand, awaiting with great
+anxiety the end of this interrupted remark.
+
+"What was I saying? I forget. This drunken Caderousse has
+made me lose the thread of my sentence."
+
+"Drunk, if you like; so much the worse for those who fear
+wine, for it is because they have bad thoughts which they
+are afraid the liquor will extract from their hearts;" and
+Caderousse began to sing the two last lines of a song very
+popular at the time, --
+
+`Tous les mechants sont beuveurs d'eau;
+C'est bien prouve par le deluge.'*
+
+* "The wicked are great drinkers of water
+As the flood proved once for all."
+
+"You said, sir, you would like to help me, but" --
+
+"Yes; but I added, to help you it would be sufficient that
+Dantes did not marry her you love; and the marriage may
+easily be thwarted, methinks, and yet Dantes need not die."
+
+"Death alone can separate them," remarked Fernand.
+
+"You talk like a noodle, my friend," said Caderousse; "and
+here is Danglars, who is a wide-awake, clever, deep fellow,
+who will prove to you that you are wrong. Prove it,
+Danglars. I have answered for you. Say there is no need why
+Dantes should die; it would, indeed, be a pity he should.
+Dantes is a good fellow; I like Dantes. Dantes, your
+health."
+
+Fernand rose impatiently. "Let him run on," said Danglars,
+restraining the young man; "drunk as he is, he is not much
+out in what he says. Absence severs as well as death, and if
+the walls of a prison were between Edmond and Mercedes they
+would be as effectually separated as if he lay under a
+tombstone."
+
+"Yes; but one gets out of prison," said Caderousse, who,
+with what sense was left him, listened eagerly to the
+conversation, "and when one gets out and one's name is
+Edmond Dantes, one seeks revenge" --
+
+"What matters that?" muttered Fernand.
+
+"And why, I should like to know," persisted Caderousse,
+"should they put Dantes in prison? he has not robbed or
+killed or murdered."
+
+"Hold your tongue!" said Danglars.
+
+"I won't hold my tongue!" replied Caderousse; "I say I want
+to know why they should put Dantes in prison; I like Dantes;
+Dantes, your health!" and he swallowed another glass of
+wine.
+
+Danglars saw in the muddled look of the tailor the progress
+of his intoxication, and turning towards Fernand, said,
+"Well, you understand there is no need to kill him."
+
+"Certainly not, if, as you said just now, you have the means
+of having Dantes arrested. Have you that means?"
+
+"It is to be found for the searching. But why should I
+meddle in the matter? it is no affair of mine.";
+
+"I know not why you meddle," said Fernand, seizing his arm;
+"but this I know, you have some motive of personal hatred
+against Dantes, for he who himself hates is never mistaken
+in the sentiments of others."
+
+"I! -- motives of hatred against Dantes? None, on my word! I
+saw you were unhappy, and your unhappiness interested me;
+that's all; but since you believe I act for my own account,
+adieu, my dear friend, get out of the affair as best you
+may;" and Danglars rose as if he meant to depart.
+
+"No, no," said Fernand, restraining him, "stay! It is of
+very little consequence to me at the end of the matter
+whether you have any angry feeling or not against Dantes. I
+hate him! I confess it openly. Do you find the means, I will
+execute it, provided it is not to kill the man, for Mercedes
+has declared she will kill herself if Dantes is killed."
+
+Caderousse, who had let his head drop on the table, now
+raised it, and looking at Fernand with his dull and fishy
+eyes, he said, -- "Kill Dantes! who talks of killing Dantes?
+I won't have him killed -- I won't! He's my friend, and this
+morning offered to share his money with me, as I shared mine
+with him. I won't have Dantes killed -- I won't!"
+
+"And who has said a word about killing him, muddlehead?"
+replied Danglars. "We were merely joking; drink to his
+health," he added, filling Caderousse's glass, "and do not
+interfere with us."
+
+"Yes, yes, Dantes' good health!" said Caderousse, emptying
+his glass, "here's to his health! his health -- hurrah!"
+
+"But the means -- the means?" said Fernand.
+
+"Have you not hit upon any?" asked Danglars.
+
+"No! -- you undertook to do so."
+
+"True," replied Danglars; "the French have the superiority
+over the Spaniards, that the Spaniards ruminate, while the
+French invent."
+
+"Do you invent, then," said Fernand impatiently.
+
+"Waiter," said Danglars, "pen, ink, and paper."
+
+"Pen, ink, and paper," muttered Fernand.
+
+"Yes; I am a supercargo; pen, ink, and paper are my tools,
+and without my tools I am fit for nothing."
+
+"Pen, ink, and paper, then," called Fernand loudly.
+
+"There's what you want on that table," said the waiter.
+
+"Bring them here." The waiter did as he was desired.
+
+"When one thinks," said Caderousse, letting his hand drop on
+the paper, "there is here wherewithal to kill a man more
+sure than if we waited at the corner of a wood to
+assassinate him! I have always had more dread of a pen, a
+bottle of ink, and a sheet of paper, than of a sword or
+pistol."
+
+"The fellow is not so drunk as he appears to be," said
+Danglars. "Give him some more wine, Fernand." Fernand filled
+Caderousse's glass, who, like the confirmed toper he was,
+lifted his hand from the paper and seized the glass.
+
+The Catalan watched him until Caderousse, almost overcome by
+this fresh assault on his senses, rested, or rather dropped,
+his glass upon the table.
+
+"Well!" resumed the Catalan, as he saw the final glimmer of
+Caderousse's reason vanishing before the last glass of wine.
+
+"Well, then, I should say, for instance," resumed Danglars,
+"that if after a voyage such as Dantes has just made, in
+which he touched at the Island of Elba, some one were to
+denounce him to the king's procureur as a Bonapartist agent"
+--
+
+"I will denounce him!" exclaimed the young man hastily.
+
+"Yes, but they will make you then sign your declaration, and
+confront you with him you have denounced; I will supply you
+with the means of supporting your accusation, for I know the
+fact well. But Dantes cannot remain forever in prison, and
+one day or other he will leave it, and the day when he comes
+out, woe betide him who was the cause of his incarceration!"
+
+"Oh, I should wish nothing better than that he would come
+and seek a quarrel with me."
+
+"Yes, and Mercedes! Mercedes, who will detest you if you
+have only the misfortune to scratch the skin of her dearly
+beloved Edmond!"
+
+"True!" said Fernand.
+
+"No, no," continued Danglars; "if we resolve on such a step,
+it would be much better to take, as I now do, this pen, dip
+it into this ink, and write with the left hand (that the
+writing may not be recognized) the denunciation we propose."
+And Danglars, uniting practice with theory, wrote with his
+left hand, and in a writing reversed from his usual style,
+and totally unlike it, the following lines, which he handed
+to Fernand, and which Fernand read in an undertone: --
+
+"The honorable, the king's attorney, is informed by a friend
+of the throne and religion, that one Edmond Dantes, mate of
+the ship Pharaon, arrived this morning from Smyrna, after
+having touched at Naples and Porto-Ferrajo, has been
+intrusted by Murat with a letter for the usurper, and by the
+usurper with a letter for the Bonapartist committee in
+Paris. Proof of this crime will be found on arresting him,
+for the letter will be found upon him, or at his father's,
+or in his cabin on board the Pharaon."
+
+"Very good," resumed Danglars; "now your revenge looks like
+common-sense, for in no way can it revert to yourself, and
+the matter will thus work its own way; there is nothing to
+do now but fold the letter as I am doing, and write upon it,
+`To the king's attorney,' and that's all settled." And
+Danglars wrote the address as he spoke.
+
+"Yes, and that's all settled!" exclaimed Caderousse, who, by
+a last effort of intellect, had followed the reading of the
+letter, and instinctively comprehended all the misery which
+such a denunciation must entail. "Yes, and that's all
+settled; only it will be an infamous shame;" and he
+stretched out his hand to reach the letter.
+
+"Yes," said Danglars, taking it from beyond his reach; "and
+as what I say and do is merely in jest, and I, amongst the
+first and foremost, should be sorry if anything happened to
+Dantes -- the worthy Dantes -- look here!" And taking the
+letter, he squeezed it up in his hands and threw it into a
+corner of the arbor.
+
+"All right!" said Caderousse. "Dantes is my friend, and I
+won't have him ill-used."
+
+"And who thinks of using him ill? Certainly neither I nor
+Fernand," said Danglars, rising and looking at the young
+man, who still remained seated, but whose eye was fixed on
+the denunciatory sheet of paper flung into the corner.
+
+"In this case," replied Caderousse, "let's have some more
+wine. I wish to drink to the health of Edmond and the lovely
+Mercedes."
+
+"You have had too much already, drunkard," said Danglars;
+"and if you continue, you will be compelled to sleep here,
+because unable to stand on your legs."
+
+"I?" said Caderousse, rising with all the offended dignity
+of a drunken man, "I can't keep on my legs? Why, I'll wager
+I can go up into the belfry of the Accoules, and without
+staggering, too!"
+
+"Done!" said Danglars, "I'll take your bet; but to-morrow --
+to-day it is time to return. Give me your arm, and let us
+go."
+
+"Very well, let us go," said Caderousse; "but I don't want
+your arm at all. Come, Fernand, won't you return to
+Marseilles with us?"
+
+"No," said Fernand; "I shall return to the Catalans."
+
+"You're wrong. Come with us to Marseilles -- come along."
+
+"I will not."
+
+"What do you mean? you will not? Well, just as you like, my
+prince; there's liberty for all the world. Come along,
+Danglars, and let the young gentleman return to the Catalans
+if he chooses."
+
+Danglars took advantage of Caderousse's temper at the
+moment, to take him off towards Marseilles by the Porte
+Saint-Victor, staggering as he went.
+
+When they had advanced about twenty yards, Danglars looked
+back and saw Fernand stoop, pick up the crumpled paper, and
+putting it into his pocket then rush out of the arbor
+towards Pillon.
+
+"Well," said Caderousse, "why, what a lie he told! He said
+he was going to the Catalans, and he is going to the city.
+Hallo, Fernand!"
+
+"Oh, you don't see straight," said Danglars; "he's gone
+right enough."
+
+"Well," said Caderousse, "I should have said not -- how
+treacherous wine is!"
+
+"Come, come," said Danglars to himself, "now the thing is at
+work and it will effect its purpose unassisted."
+
+
+
+Chapter 5
+The Marriage-Feast.
+
+The morning's sun rose clear and resplendent, touching the
+foamy waves into a network of ruby-tinted light.
+
+The feast had been made ready on the second floor at La
+Reserve, with whose arbor the reader is already familiar.
+The apartment destined for the purpose was spacious and
+lighted by a number of windows, over each of which was
+written in golden letters for some inexplicable reason the
+name of one of the principal cities of France; beneath these
+windows a wooden balcony extended the entire length of the
+house. And although the entertainment was fixed for twelve
+o'clock, an hour previous to that time the balcony was
+filled with impatient and expectant guests, consisting of
+the favored part of the crew of the Pharaon, and other
+personal friends of the bride-groom, the whole of whom had
+arrayed themselves in their choicest costumes, in order to
+do greater honor to the occasion.
+
+Various rumors were afloat to the effect that the owners of
+the Pharaon had promised to attend the nuptial feast; but
+all seemed unanimous in doubting that an act of such rare
+and exceeding condescension could possibly be intended.
+
+Danglars, however, who now made his appearance, accompanied
+by Caderousse, effectually confirmed the report, stating
+that he had recently conversed with M. Morrel, who had
+himself assured him of his intention to dine at La Reserve.
+
+In fact, a moment later M. Morrel appeared and was saluted
+with an enthusiastic burst of applause from the crew of the
+Pharaon, who hailed the visit of the shipowner as a sure
+indication that the man whose wedding feast he thus
+delighted to honor would ere long be first in command of the
+ship; and as Dantes was universally beloved on board his
+vessel, the sailors put no restraint on their tumultuous joy
+at finding that the opinion and choice of their superiors so
+exactly coincided with their own.
+
+With the entrance of M. Morrel, Danglars and Caderousse were
+despatched in search of the bride-groom to convey to him the
+intelligence of the arrival of the important personage whose
+coming had created such a lively sensation, and to beseech
+him to make haste.
+
+Danglars and Caderousse set off upon their errand at full
+speed; but ere they had gone many steps they perceived a
+group advancing towards them, composed of the betrothed
+pair, a party of young girls in attendance on the bride, by
+whose side walked Dantes' father; the whole brought up by
+Fernand, whose lips wore their usual sinister smile.
+
+Neither Mercedes nor Edmond observed the strange expression
+of his countenance; they were so happy that they were
+conscious only of the sunshine and the presence of each
+other.
+
+Having acquitted themselves of their errand, and exchanged a
+hearty shake of the hand with Edmond, Danglars and
+Caderousse took their places beside Fernand and old Dantes,
+-- the latter of whom attracted universal notice. The old
+man was attired in a suit of glistening watered silk,
+trimmed with steel buttons, beautifully cut and polished.
+His thin but wiry legs were arrayed in a pair of richly
+embroidered clocked stockings, evidently of English
+manufacture, while from his three-cornered hat depended a
+long streaming knot of white and blue ribbons. Thus he came
+along, supporting himself on a curiously carved stick, his
+aged countenance lit up with happiness, looking for all the
+world like one of the aged dandies of 1796, parading the
+newly opened gardens of the Tuileries and Luxembourg. Beside
+him glided Caderousse, whose desire to partake of the good
+things provided for the wedding-party had induced him to
+become reconciled to the Dantes, father and son, although
+there still lingered in his mind a faint and unperfect
+recollection of the events of the preceding night; just as
+the brain retains on waking in the morning the dim and misty
+outline of a dream.
+
+As Danglars approached the disappointed lover, he cast on
+him a look of deep meaning, while Fernand, as he slowly
+paced behind the happy pair, who seemed, in their own
+unmixed content, to have entirely forgotten that such a
+being as himself existed, was pale and abstracted;
+occasionally, however, a deep flush would overspread his
+countenance, and a nervous contraction distort his features,
+while, with an agitated and restless gaze, he would glance
+in the direction of Marseilles, like one who either
+anticipated or foresaw some great and important event.
+
+Dantes himself was simply, but becomingly, clad in the dress
+peculiar to the merchant service -- a costume somewhat
+between a military and a civil garb; and with his fine
+countenance, radiant with joy and happiness, a more perfect
+specimen of manly beauty could scarcely be imagined.
+
+Lovely as the Greek girls of Cyprus or Chios, Mercedes
+boasted the same bright flashing eyes of jet, and ripe,
+round, coral lips. She moved with the light, free step of an
+Arlesienne or an Andalusian. One more practiced in the arts
+of great cities would have hid her blushes beneath a veil,
+or, at least, have cast down her thickly fringed lashes, so
+as to have concealed the liquid lustre of her animated eyes;
+but, on the contrary, the delighted girl looked around her
+with a smile that seemed to say: "If you are my friends,
+rejoice with me, for I am very happy."
+
+As soon as the bridal party came in sight of La Reserve, M.
+Morrel descended and came forth to meet it, followed by the
+soldiers and sailors there assembled, to whom he had
+repeated the promise already given, that Dantes should be
+the successor to the late Captain Leclere. Edmond, at the
+approach of his patron, respectfully placed the arm of his
+affianced bride within that of M. Morrel, who, forthwith
+conducting her up the flight of wooden steps leading to the
+chamber in which the feast was prepared, was gayly followed
+by the guests, beneath whose heavy tread the slight
+structure creaked and groaned for the space of several
+minutes.
+
+"Father," said Mercedes, stopping when she had reached the
+centre of the table, "sit, I pray you, on my right hand; on
+my left I will place him who has ever been as a brother to
+me," pointing with a soft and gentle smile to Fernand; but
+her words and look seemed to inflict the direst torture on
+him, for his lips became ghastly pale, and even beneath the
+dark hue of his complexion the blood might be seen
+retreating as though some sudden pang drove it back to the
+heart.
+
+During this time, Dantes, at the opposite side of the table,
+had been occupied in similarly placing his most honored
+guests. M. Morrel was seated at his right hand, Danglars at
+his left; while, at a sign from Edmond, the rest of the
+company ranged themselves as they found it most agreeable.
+
+Then they began to pass around the dusky, piquant, Arlesian
+sausages, and lobsters in their dazzling red cuirasses,
+prawns of large size and brilliant color, the echinus with
+its prickly outside and dainty morsel within, the clovis,
+esteemed by the epicures of the South as more than rivalling
+the exquisite flavor of the oyster, -- all the delicacies,
+in fact, that are cast up by the wash of waters on the sandy
+beach, and styled by the grateful fishermen "fruits of the
+sea."
+
+"A pretty silence truly!" said the old father of the
+bride-groom, as he carried to his lips a glass of wine of
+the hue and brightness of the topaz, and which had just been
+placed before Mercedes herself. "Now, would anybody think
+that this room contained a happy, merry party, who desire
+nothing better than to laugh and dance the hours away?"
+
+"Ah," sighed Caderousse, "a man cannot always feel happy
+because he is about to be married."
+
+"The truth is," replied Dantes, "that I am too happy for
+noisy mirth; if that is what you meant by your observation,
+my worthy friend, you are right; joy takes a strange effect
+at times, it seems to oppress us almost the same as sorrow."
+
+Danglars looked towards Fernand, whose excitable nature
+received and betrayed each fresh impression.
+
+"Why, what ails you?" asked he of Edmond. "Do you fear any
+approaching evil? I should say that you were the happiest
+man alive at this instant."
+
+"And that is the very thing that alarms me," returned
+Dantes. "Man does not appear to me to be intended to enjoy
+felicity so unmixed; happiness is like the enchanted palaces
+we read of in our childhood, where fierce, fiery dragons
+defend the entrance and approach; and monsters of all shapes
+and kinds, requiring to be overcome ere victory is ours. I
+own that I am lost in wonder to find myself promoted to an
+honor of which I feel myself unworthy -- that of being the
+husband of Mercedes."
+
+"Nay, nay!" cried Caderousse, smiling, "you have not
+attained that honor yet. Mercedes is not yet your wife. Just
+assume the tone and manner of a husband, and see how she
+will remind you that your hour is not yet come!"
+
+The bride blushed, while Fernand, restless and uneasy,
+seemed to start at every fresh sound, and from time to time
+wiped away the large drops of perspiration that gathered on
+his brow.
+
+"Well, never mind that, neighbor Caderousse; it is not worth
+while to contradict me for such a trifle as that. 'Tis true
+that Mercedes is not actually my wife; but," added he,
+drawing out his watch, "in an hour and a half she will be."
+
+A general exclamation of surprise ran round the table, with
+the exception of the elder Dantes, whose laugh displayed the
+still perfect beauty of his large white teeth. Mercedes
+looked pleased and gratified, while Fernand grasped the
+handle of his knife with a convulsive clutch.
+
+"In an hour?" inquired Danglars, turning pale. "How is that,
+my friend?"
+
+"Why, thus it is," replied Dantes. "Thanks to the influence
+of M. Morrel, to whom, next to my father, I owe every
+blessing I enjoy, every difficulty his been removed. We have
+purchased permission to waive the usual delay; and at
+half-past two o'clock the mayor of Marseilles will be
+waiting for us at the city hall. Now, as a quarter-past one
+has already struck, I do not consider I have asserted too
+much in saying, that, in another hour and thirty minutes
+Mercedes will have become Madame Dantes."
+
+Fernand closed his eyes, a burning sensation passed across
+his brow, and he was compelled to support himself by the
+table to prevent his falling from his chair; but in spite of
+all his efforts, he could not refrain from uttering a deep
+groan, which, however, was lost amid the noisy felicitations
+of the company.
+
+"Upon my word," cried the old man, "you make short work of
+this kind of affair. Arrived here only yesterday morning,
+and married to-day at three o'clock! Commend me to a sailor
+for going the quick way to work!"
+
+"But," asked Danglars, in a timid tone, "how did you manage
+about the other formalities -- the contract -- the
+settlement?"
+
+"The contract," answered Dantes, laughingly, "it didn't take
+long to fix that. Mercedes has no fortune; I have none to
+settle on her. So, you see, our papers were quickly written
+out, and certainly do not come very expensive." This joke
+elicited a fresh burst of applause.
+
+"So that what we presumed to be merely the betrothal feast
+turns out to be the actual wedding dinner!" said Danglars.
+
+"No, no," answered Dantes; "don't imagine I am going to put
+you off in that shabby manner. To-morrow morning I start for
+Paris; four days to go, and the same to return, with one day
+to discharge the commission intrusted to me, is all the time
+I shall be absent. I shall be back here by the first of
+March, and on the second I give my real marriage feast."
+
+This prospect of fresh festivity redoubled the hilarity of
+the guests to such a degree, that the elder Dantes, who, at
+the commencement of the repast, had commented upon the
+silence that prevailed, now found it difficult, amid the
+general din of voices, to obtain a moment's tranquillity in
+which to drink to the health and prosperity of the bride and
+bride-groom.
+
+Dantes, perceiving the affectionate eagerness of his father,
+responded by a look of grateful pleasure; while Mercedes
+glanced at the clock and made an expressive gesture to
+Edmond.
+
+Around the table reigned that noisy hilarity which usually
+prevails at such a time among people sufficiently free from
+the demands of social position not to feel the trammels of
+etiquette. Such as at the commencement of the repast had not
+been able to seat themselves according to their inclination
+rose unceremoniously, and sought out more agreeable
+companions. Everybody talked at once, without waiting for a
+reply and each one seemed to be contented with expressing
+his or her own thoughts.
+
+Fernand's paleness appeared to have communicated itself to
+Danglars. As for Fernand himself, he seemed to be enduring
+the tortures of the damned; unable to rest, he was among the
+first to quit the table, and, as though seeking to avoid the
+hilarious mirth that rose in such deafening sounds, he
+continued, in utter silence, to pace the farther end of the
+salon.
+
+Caderousse approached him just as Danglars, whom Fernand
+seemed most anxious to avoid, had joined him in a corner of
+the room.
+
+"Upon my word," said Caderousse, from whose mind the
+friendly treatment of Dantes, united with the effect of the
+excellent wine he had partaken of, had effaced every feeling
+of envy or jealousy at Dantes' good fortune, -- "upon my
+word, Dantes is a downright good fellow, and when I see him
+sitting there beside his pretty wife that is so soon to be.
+I cannot help thinking it would have been a great pity to
+have served him that trick you were planning yesterday."
+
+"Oh, there was no harm meant," answered Danglars; "at first
+I certainly did feel somewhat uneasy as to what Fernand
+might be tempted to do; but when I saw how completely he had
+mastered his feelings, even so far as to become one of his
+rival's attendants, I knew there was no further cause for
+apprehension." Caderousse looked full at Fernand -- he was
+ghastly pale.
+
+"Certainly," continued Danglars, "the sacrifice was no
+trifling one, when the beauty of the bride is concerned.
+Upon my soul, that future captain of mine is a lucky dog!
+Gad, I only wish he would let me take his place."
+
+"Shall we not set forth?" asked the sweet, silvery voice of
+Mercedes; "two o'clock has just struck, and you know we are
+expected in a quarter of an hour."
+
+"To be sure! -- to be sure!" cried Dantes, eagerly quitting
+the table; "let us go directly!"
+
+His words were re-echoed by the whole party, with vociferous
+cheers.
+
+At this moment Danglars, who had been incessantly observing
+every change in Fernand's look and manner, saw him stagger
+and fall back, with an almost convulsive spasm, against a
+seat placed near one of the open windows. At the same
+instant his ear caught a sort of indistinct sound on the
+stairs, followed by the measured tread of soldiery, with the
+clanking of swords and military accoutrements; then came a
+hum and buzz as of many voices, so as to deaden even the
+noisy mirth of the bridal party, among whom a vague feeling
+of curiosity and apprehension quelled every disposition to
+talk, and almost instantaneously the most deathlike
+stillness prevailed.
+
+The sounds drew nearer. Three blows were struck upon the
+panel of the door. The company looked at each other in
+consternation.
+
+"I demand admittance," said a loud voice outside the room,
+"in the name of the law!" As no attempt was made to prevent
+it, the door was opened, and a magistrate, wearing his
+official scarf, presented himself, followed by four soldiers
+and a corporal. Uneasiness now yielded to the most extreme
+dread on the part of those present.
+
+"May I venture to inquire the reason of this unexpected
+visit?" said M. Morrel, addressing the magistrate, whom he
+evidently knew; "there is doubtless some mistake easily
+explained."
+
+"If it be so," replied the magistrate, "rely upon every
+reparation being made; meanwhile, I am the bearer of an
+order of arrest, and although I most reluctantly perform the
+task assigned me, it must, nevertheless, be fulfilled. Who
+among the persons here assembled answers to the name of
+Edmond Dantes?" Every eye was turned towards the young man
+who, spite of the agitation he could not but feel, advanced
+with dignity, and said, in a firm voice, "I am he; what is
+your pleasure with me?"
+
+"Edmond Dantes," replied the magistrate, "I arrest you in
+the name of the law!"
+
+"Me!" repeated Edmond, slightly changing color, "and
+wherefore, I pray?"
+
+"I cannot inform you, but you will be duly acquainted with
+the reasons that have rendered such a step necessary at the
+preliminary examination."
+
+M. Morrel felt that further resistance or remonstrance was
+useless. He saw before him an officer delegated to enforce
+the law, and perfectly well knew that it would be as
+unavailing to seek pity from a magistrate decked with his
+official scarf, as to address a petition to some cold marble
+effigy. Old Dantes, however, sprang forward. There are
+situations which the heart of a father or a mother cannot be
+made to understand. He prayed and supplicated in terms so
+moving, that even the officer was touched, and, although
+firm in his duty, he kindly said, "My worthy friend, let me
+beg of you to calm your apprehensions. Your son has probably
+neglected some prescribed form or attention in registering
+his cargo, and it is more than probable he will be set at
+liberty directly he has given the information required,
+whether touching the health of his crew, or the value of his
+freight."
+
+"What is the meaning of all this?" inquired Caderousse,
+frowningly, of Danglars, who had assumed an air of utter
+surprise.
+
+"How can I tell you?" replied he; "I am, like yourself,
+utterly bewildered at all that is going on, and cannot in
+the least make out what it is about." Caderousse then looked
+around for Fernand, but he had disappeared.
+
+The scene of the previous night now came back to his mind
+with startling clearness. The painful catastrophe he had
+just witnessed appeared effectually to have rent away the
+veil which the intoxication of the evening before had raised
+between himself and his memory.
+
+"So, so," said he, in a hoarse and choking voice, to
+Danglars, "this, then, I suppose, is a part of the trick you
+were concerting yesterday? All I can say is, that if it be
+so, 'tis an ill turn, and well deserves to bring double evil
+on those who have projected it."
+
+"Nonsense," returned Danglars, "I tell you again I have
+nothing whatever to do with it; besides, you know very well
+that I tore the paper to pieces."
+
+"No, you did not!" answered Caderousse, "you merely threw it
+by -- I saw it lying in a corner."
+
+"Hold your tongue, you fool! -- what should you know about
+it? -- why, you were drunk!"
+
+"Where is Fernand?" inquired Caderousse.
+
+"How do I know?" replied Danglars; "gone, as every prudent
+man ought to be, to look after his own affairs, most likely.
+Never mind where he is, let you and I go and see what is to
+be done for our poor friends."
+
+During this conversation, Dantes, after having exchanged a
+cheerful shake of the hand with all his sympathizing
+friends, had surrendered himself to the officer sent to
+arrest him, merely saying, "Make yourselves quite easy, my
+good fellows, there is some little mistake to clear up,
+that's all, depend upon it; and very likely I may not have
+to go so far as the prison to effect that."
+
+"Oh, to be sure!" responded Danglars, who had now approached
+the group, "nothing more than a mistake, I feel quite
+certain."
+
+Dantes descended the staircase, preceded by the magistrate,
+and followed by the soldiers. A carriage awaited him at the
+door; he got in, followed by two soldiers and the
+magistrate, and the vehicle drove off towards Marseilles.
+
+"Adieu, adieu, dearest Edmond!" cried Mercedes, stretching
+out her arms to him from the balcony.
+
+The prisoner heard the cry, which sounded like the sob of a
+broken heart, and leaning from the coach he called out,
+"Good-by, Mercedes -- we shall soon meet again!" Then the
+vehicle disappeared round one of the turnings of Fort Saint
+Nicholas.
+
+"Wait for me here, all of you!" cried M. Morrel; "I will
+take the first conveyance I find, and hurry to Marseilles,
+whence I will bring you word how all is going on."
+
+"That's right!" exclaimed a multitude of voices, "go, and
+return as quickly as you can!"
+
+This second departure was followed by a long and fearful
+state of terrified silence on the part of those who were
+left behind. The old father and Mercedes remained for some
+time apart, each absorbed in grief; but at length the two
+poor victims of the same blow raised their eyes, and with a
+simultaneous burst of feeling rushed into each other's arms.
+
+Meanwhile Fernand made his appearance, poured out for
+himself a glass of water with a trembling hand; then hastily
+swallowing it, went to sit down at the first vacant place,
+and this was, by mere chance, placed next to the seat on
+which poor Mercedes had fallen half fainting, when released
+from the warm and affectionate embrace of old Dantes.
+Instinctively Fernand drew back his chair.
+
+"He is the cause of all this misery -- I am quite sure of
+it," whispered Caderousse, who had never taken his eyes off
+Fernand, to Danglars.
+
+"I don't think so," answered the other; he's too stupid to
+imagine such a scheme. I only hope the mischief will fall
+upon the head of whoever wrought it."
+
+"You don't mention those who aided and abetted the deed,"
+said Caderousse.
+
+"Surely," answered Danglars, "one cannot be held responsible
+for every chance arrow shot into the air."
+
+"You can, indeed, when the arrow lights point downward on
+somebody's head."
+
+Meantime the subject of the arrest was being canvassed in
+every different form.
+
+"What think you, Danglars," said one of the party, turning
+towards him, "of this event?"
+
+"Why," replied he, "I think it just possible Dantes may have
+been detected with some trifling article on board ship
+considered here as contraband."
+
+"But how could he have done so without your knowledge,
+Danglars, since you are the ship's supercargo?"
+
+"Why, as for that, I could only know what I was told
+respecting the merchandise with which the vessel was laden.
+I know she was loaded with cotton, and that she took in her
+freight at Alexandria from Pastret's warehouse, and at
+Smyrna from Pascal's; that is all I was obliged to know, and
+I beg I may not be asked for any further particulars."
+
+"Now I recollect," said the afflicted old father; "my poor
+boy told me yesterday he had got a small case of coffee, and
+another of tobacco for me!"
+
+"There, you see," exclaimed Danglars. "Now the mischief is
+out; depend upon it the custom-house people went rummaging
+about the ship in our absence, and discovered poor Dantes'
+hidden treasures."
+
+Mercedes, however, paid no heed to this explanation of her
+lover's arrest. Her grief, which she had hitherto tried to
+restrain, now burst out in a violent fit of hysterical
+sobbing.
+
+"Come, come," said the old man, "be comforted, my poor
+child; there is still hope!"
+
+"Hope!" repeated Danglars.
+
+"Hope!" faintly murmured Fernand, but the word seemed to die
+away on his pale agitated lips, and a convulsive spasm
+passed over his countenance.
+
+"Good news! good news!" shouted forth one of the party
+stationed in the balcony on the lookout. "Here comes M.
+Morrel back. No doubt, now, we shall hear that our friend is
+released!"
+
+Mercedes and the old man rushed to meet the shipowner and
+greeted him at the door. He was very pale.
+
+"What news?" exclaimed a general burst of voices.
+
+"Alas, my friends," replied M. Morrel, with a mournful shake
+of his head, "the thing has assumed a more serious aspect
+than I expected."
+
+"Oh, indeed -- indeed, sir, he is innocent!" sobbed forth
+Mercedes.
+
+"That I believe!" answered M. Morrel; "but still he is
+charged" --
+
+"With what?" inquired the elder Dantes.
+
+"With being an agent of the Bonapartist faction!" Many of
+our readers may be able to recollect how formidable such an
+accusation became in the period at which our story is dated.
+
+A despairing cry escaped the pale lips of Mercedes; the old
+man sank into a chair.
+
+"Ah, Danglars!" whispered Caderousse, "you have deceived me
+-- the trick you spoke of last night has been played; but I
+cannot suffer a poor old man or an innocent girl to die of
+grief through your fault. I am determined to tell them all
+about it."
+
+"Be silent, you simpleton!" cried Danglars, grasping him by
+the arm, "or I will not answer even for your own safety. Who
+can tell whether Dantes be innocent or guilty? The vessel
+did touch at Elba, where he quitted it, and passed a whole
+day in the island. Now, should any letters or other
+documents of a compromising character be found upon him,
+will it not be taken for granted that all who uphold him are
+his accomplices?"
+
+With the rapid instinct of selfishness, Caderousse readily
+perceived the solidity of this mode of reasoning; he gazed,
+doubtfully, wistfully, on Danglars, and then caution
+supplanted generosity.
+
+"Suppose we wait a while, and see what comes of it," said
+he, casting a bewildered look on his companion.
+
+"To be sure!" answered Danglars. "Let us wait, by all means.
+If he be innocent, of course he will be set at liberty; if
+guilty, why, it is no use involving ourselves in a
+conspiracy."
+
+"Let us go, then. I cannot stay here any longer."
+
+"With all my heart!" replied Danglars, pleased to find the
+other so tractable. "Let us take ourselves out of the way,
+and leave things for the present to take their course."
+
+After their departure, Fernand, who had now again become the
+friend and protector of Mercedes, led the girl to her home,
+while the friends of Dantes conducted the now half-fainting
+man back to his abode.
+
+The rumor of Edmond arrest as a Bonapartist agent was not
+slow in circulating throughout the city.
+
+"Could you ever have credited such a thing, my dear
+Danglars?" asked M. Morrel, as, on his return to the port
+for the purpose of gleaning fresh tidings of Dantes, from M.
+de Villefort, the assistant procureur, he overtook his
+supercargo and Caderousse. "Could you have believed such a
+thing possible?"
+
+"Why, you know I told you," replied Danglars, "that I
+considered the circumstance of his having anchored at the
+Island of Elba as a very suspicious circumstance."
+
+"And did you mention these suspicions to any person beside
+myself?"
+
+"Certainly not!" returned Danglars. Then added in a low
+whisper, "You understand that, on account of your uncle, M.
+Policar Morrel, who served under the other government, and
+who does not altogether conceal what he thinks on the
+subject, you are strongly suspected of regretting the
+abdication of Napoleon. I should have feared to injure both
+Edmond and yourself, had I divulged my own apprehensions to
+a soul. I am too well aware that though a subordinate, like
+myself, is bound to acquaint the shipowner with everything
+that occurs, there are many things he ought most carefully
+to conceal from all else."
+
+"'Tis well, Danglars -- 'tis well!" replied M. Morrel. "You
+are a worthy fellow; and I had already thought of your
+interests in the event of poor Edmond having become captain
+of the Pharaon."
+
+"Is it possible you were so kind?"
+
+"Yes, indeed; I had previously inquired of Dantes what was
+his opinion of you, and if he should have any reluctance to
+continue you in your post, for somehow I have perceived a
+sort of coolness between you."
+
+"And what was his reply?"
+
+"That he certainly did think he had given you offence in an
+affair which he merely referred to without entering into
+particulars, but that whoever possessed the good opinion and
+confidence of the ship's owner would have his preference
+also."
+
+"The hypocrite!" murmured Danglars.
+
+"Poor Dantes!" said Caderousse. "No one can deny his being a
+noble-hearted young fellow."
+
+"But meanwhile," continued M. Morrel, "here is the Pharaon
+without a captain."
+
+"Oh," replied Danglars, "since we cannot leave this port for
+the next three months, let us hope that ere the expiration
+of that period Dantes will be set at liberty."
+
+"No doubt; but in the meantime?"
+
+"I am entirely at your service, M. Morrel," answered
+Danglars. "You know that I am as capable of managing a ship
+as the most experienced captain in the service; and it will
+be so far advantageous to you to accept my services, that
+upon Edmond's release from prison no further change will be
+requisite on board the Pharaon than for Dantes and myself
+each to resume our respective posts."
+
+"Thanks, Danglars -- that will smooth over all difficulties.
+I fully authorize you at once to assume the command of the
+Pharaon, and look carefully to the unloading of her freight.
+Private misfortunes must never be allowed to interfere with
+business."
+
+"Be easy on that score, M. Morrel; but do you think we shall
+be permitted to see our poor Edmond?"
+
+"I will let you know that directly I have seen M. de
+Villefort, whom I shall endeavor to interest in Edmond's
+favor. I am aware he is a furious royalist; but, in spite of
+that, and of his being king's attorney, he is a man like
+ourselves, and I fancy not a bad sort of one."
+
+"Perhaps not," replied Danglars; "but I hear that he is
+ambitions, and that's rather against him."
+
+"Well, well," returned M. Morrel, "we shall see. But now
+hasten on board, I will join you there ere long." So saying,
+the worthy shipowner quitted the two allies, and proceeded
+in the direction of the Palais de Justice.
+
+"You see," said Danglars, addressing Caderousse, "the turn
+things have taken. Do you still feel any desire to stand up
+in his defence?"
+
+"Not the slightest, but yet it seems to me a shocking thing
+that a mere joke should lead to such consequences."
+
+"But who perpetrated that joke, let me ask? neither you nor
+myself, but Fernand; you knew very well that I threw the
+paper into a corner of the room -- indeed, I fancied I had
+destroyed it."
+
+"Oh, no," replied Caderousse, "that I can answer for, you
+did not. I only wish I could see it now as plainly as I saw
+it lying all crushed and crumpled in a corner of the arbor."
+
+"Well, then, if you did, depend upon it, Fernand picked it
+up, and either copied it or caused it to be copied; perhaps,
+even, he did not take the trouble of recopying it. And now I
+think of it, by Heavens, he may have sent the letter itself!
+Fortunately, for me, the handwriting was disguised."
+
+"Then you were aware of Dantes being engaged in a
+conspiracy?"
+
+"Not I. As I before said, I thought the whole thing was a
+joke, nothing more. It seems, however, that I have
+unconsciously stumbled upon the truth."
+
+"Still," argued Caderousse, "I would give a great deal if
+nothing of the kind had happened; or, at least, that I had
+had no hand in it. You will see, Danglars, that it will turn
+out an unlucky job for both of us."
+
+"Nonsense! If any harm come of it, it should fall on the
+guilty person; and that, you know, is Fernand. How can we be
+implicated in any way? All we have got to do is, to keep our
+own counsel, and remain perfectly quiet, not breathing a
+word to any living soul; and you will see that the storm
+will pass away without in the least affecting us."
+
+"Amen!" responded Caderousse, waving his hand in token of
+adieu to Danglars, and bending his steps towards the Allees
+de Meillan, moving his head to and fro, and muttering as he
+went, after the manner of one whose mind was overcharged
+with one absorbing idea.
+
+"So far, then," said Danglars, mentally, "all has gone as I
+would have it. I am, temporarily, commander of the Pharaon,
+with the certainty of being permanently so, if that fool of
+a Caderousse can be persuaded to hold his tongue. My only
+fear is the chance of Dantes being released. But, there, he
+is in the hands of Justice; and," added he with a smile,
+"she will take her own." So saying, he leaped into a boat,
+desiring to be rowed on board the Pharaon, where M. Morrel
+had agreed to meet him.
+
+
+
+Chapter 6
+The Deputy Procureur du Roi.
+
+In one of the aristocratic mansions built by Puget in the
+Rue du Grand Cours opposite the Medusa fountain, a second
+marriage feast was being celebrated, almost at the same hour
+with the nuptial repast given by Dantes. In this case,
+however, although the occasion of the entertainment was
+similar, the company was strikingly dissimilar. Instead of a
+rude mixture of sailors, soldiers, and those belonging to
+the humblest grade of life, the present assembly was
+composed of the very flower of Marseilles society, --
+magistrates who had resigned their office during the
+usurper's reign; officers who had deserted from the imperial
+army and joined forces with Conde; and younger members of
+families, brought up to hate and execrate the man whom five
+years of exile would convert into a martyr, and fifteen of
+restoration elevate to the rank of a god.
+
+The guests were still at table, and the heated and energetic
+conversation that prevailed betrayed the violent and
+vindictive passions that then agitated each dweller of the
+South, where unhappily, for five centuries religious strife
+had long given increased bitterness to the violence of party
+feeling.
+
+The emperor, now king of the petty Island of Elba, after
+having held sovereign sway over one-half of the world,
+counting as his subjects a small population of five or six
+thousand souls, -- after having been accustomed to hear the
+"Vive Napoleons" of a hundred and twenty millions of human
+beings, uttered in ten different languages, -- was looked
+upon here as a ruined man, separated forever from any fresh
+connection with France or claim to her throne.
+
+The magistrates freely discussed their political views; the
+military part of the company talked unreservedly of Moscow
+and Leipsic, while the women commented on the divorce of
+Josephine. It was not over the downfall of the man, but over
+the defeat of the Napoleonic idea, that they rejoiced, and
+in this they foresaw for themselves the bright and cheering
+prospect of a revivified political existence.
+
+An old man, decorated with the cross of Saint Louis, now
+rose and proposed the health of King Louis XVIII. It was the
+Marquis de Saint-Meran. This toast, recalling at once the
+patient exile of Hartwell and the peace-loving King of
+France, excited universal enthusiasm; glasses were elevated
+in the air a l'Anglais, and the ladies, snatching their
+bouquets from their fair bosoms, strewed the table with
+their floral treasures. In a word, an almost poetical fervor
+prevailed.
+
+"Ah," said the Marquise de Saint-Meran, a woman with a
+stern, forbidding eye, though still noble and distinguished
+in appearance, despite her fifty years -- "ah, these
+revolutionists, who have driven us from those very
+possessions they afterwards purchased for a mere trifle
+during the Reign of Terror, would be compelled to own, were
+they here, that all true devotion was on our side, since we
+were content to follow the fortunes of a falling monarch,
+while they, on the contrary, made their fortune by
+worshipping the rising sun; yes, yes, they could not help
+admitting that the king, for whom we sacrificed rank,
+wealth, and station was truly our `Louis the well-beloved,'
+while their wretched usurper his been, and ever will be, to
+them their evil genius, their `Napoleon the accursed.' Am I
+not right, Villefort?"
+
+"I beg your pardon, madame. I really must pray you to excuse
+me, but -- in truth -- I was not attending to the
+conversation."
+
+"Marquise, marquise!" interposed the old nobleman who had
+proposed the toast, "let the young people alone; let me tell
+you, on one's wedding day there are more agreeable subjects
+of conversation than dry politics."
+
+"Never mind, dearest mother," said a young and lovely girl,
+with a profusion of light brown hair, and eyes that seemed
+to float in liquid crystal, "'tis all my fault for seizing
+upon M. de Villefort, so as to prevent his listening to what
+you said. But there -- now take him -- he is your own for as
+long as you like. M. Villefort, I beg to remind you my
+mother speaks to you."
+
+"If the marquise will deign to repeat the words I but
+imperfectly caught, I shall be delighted to answer," said M.
+de Villefort.
+
+"Never mind, Renee," replied the marquise, with a look of
+tenderness that seemed out of keeping with her harsh dry
+features; but, however all other feelings may be withered in
+a woman's nature, there is always one bright smiling spot in
+the desert of her heart, and that is the shrine of maternal
+love. "I forgive you. What I was saying, Villefort, was,
+that the Bonapartists had not our sincerity, enthusiasm, or
+devotion."
+
+"They had, however, what supplied the place of those fine
+qualities," replied the young man, "and that was fanaticism.
+Napoleon is the Mahomet of the West, and is worshipped by
+his commonplace but ambitions followers, not only as a
+leader and lawgiver, but also as the personification of
+equality."
+
+"He!" cried the marquise: "Napoleon the type of equality!
+For mercy's sake, then, what would you call Robespierre?
+Come, come, do not strip the latter of his just rights to
+bestow them on the Corsican, who, to my mind, has usurped
+quite enough."
+
+"Nay, madame; I would place each of these heroes on his
+right pedestal -- that of Robespierre on his scaffold in the
+Place Louis Quinze; that of Napoleon on the column of the
+Place Vendome. The only difference consists in the opposite
+character of the equality advocated by these two men; one is
+the equality that elevates, the other is the equality that
+degrades; one brings a king within reach of the guillotine,
+the other elevates the people to a level with the throne.
+Observe," said Villefort, smiling, "I do not mean to deny
+that both these men were revolutionary scoundrels, and that
+the 9th Thermidor and the 4th of April, in the year 1814,
+were lucky days for France, worthy of being gratefully
+remembered by every friend to monarchy and civil order; and
+that explains how it comes to pass that, fallen, as I trust
+he is forever, Napoleon has still retained a train of
+parasitical satellites. Still, marquise, it has been so with
+other usurpers -- Cromwell, for instance, who was not half
+so bad as Napoleon, had his partisans and advocates."
+
+"Do you know, Villefort, that you are talking in a most
+dreadfully revolutionary strain? But I excuse it, it is
+impossible to expect the son of a Girondin to be free from a
+small spice of the old leaven." A deep crimson suffused the
+countenance of Villefort.
+
+"'Tis true, madame," answered he, "that my father was a
+Girondin, but he was not among the number of those who voted
+for the king's death; he was an equal sufferer with yourself
+during the Reign of Terror, and had well-nigh lost his head
+on the same scaffold on which your father perished."
+
+"True," replied the marquise, without wincing in the
+slightest degree at the tragic remembrance thus called up;
+"but bear in mind, if you please, that our respective
+parents underwent persecution and proscription from
+diametrically opposite principles; in proof of which I may
+remark, that while my family remained among the stanchest
+adherents of the exiled princes, your father lost no time in
+joining the new government; and that while the Citizen
+Noirtier was a Girondin, the Count Noirtier became a
+senator."
+
+"Dear mother," interposed Renee, "you know very well it was
+agreed that all these disagreeable reminiscences should
+forever be laid aside."
+
+"Suffer me, also, madame," replied Villefort, "to add my
+earnest request to Mademoiselle de Saint-Meran's, that you
+will kindly allow the veil of oblivion to cover and conceal
+the past. What avails recrimination over matters wholly past
+recall? For my own part, I have laid aside even the name of
+my father, and altogether disown his political principles.
+He was -- nay, probably may still be -- a Bonapartist, and
+is called Noirtier; I, on the contrary, am a stanch
+royalist, and style myself de Villefort. Let what may remain
+of revolutionary sap exhaust itself and die away with the
+old trunk, and condescend only to regard the young shoot
+which has started up at a distance from the parent tree,
+without having the power, any more than the wish, to
+separate entirely from the stock from which it sprung."
+
+"Bravo, Villefort!" cried the marquis; "excellently well
+said! Come, now, I have hopes of obtaining what I have been
+for years endeavoring to persuade the marquise to promise;
+namely, a perfect amnesty and forgetfulness of the past."
+
+"With all my heart," replied the marquise; "let the past be
+forever forgotten. I promise you it affords me as little
+pleasure to revive it as it does you. All I ask is, that
+Villefort will be firm and inflexible for the future in his
+political principles. Remember, also, Villefort, that we
+have pledged ourselves to his majesty for your fealty and
+strict loyalty, and that at our recommendation the king
+consented to forget the past, as I do" (and here she
+extended to him her hand) -- "as I now do at your entreaty.
+But bear in mind, that should there fall in your way any one
+guilty of conspiring against the government, you will be so
+much the more bound to visit the offence with rigorous
+punishment, as it is known you belong to a suspected
+family."
+
+"Alas, madame," returned Villefort, "my profession, as well
+as the times in which we live, compels me to be severe. I
+have already successfully conducted several public
+prosecutions, and brought the offenders to merited
+punishment. But we have not done with the thing yet."
+
+"Do you, indeed, think so?" inquired the marquise.
+
+"I am, at least, fearful of it. Napoleon, in the Island of
+Elba, is too near France, and his proximity keeps up the
+hopes of his partisans. Marseilles is filled with half-pay
+officers, who are daily, under one frivolous pretext or
+other, getting up quarrels with the royalists; from hence
+arise continual and fatal duels among the higher classes of
+persons, and assassinations in the lower."
+
+"You have heard, perhaps," said the Comte de Salvieux, one
+of M. de Saint-Meran's oldest friends, and chamberlain to
+the Comte d'Artois, "that the Holy Alliance purpose removing
+him from thence?"
+
+"Yes; they were talking about it when we left Paris," said
+M. de Saint-Meran; "and where is it decided to transfer
+him?"
+
+"To Saint Helena."
+
+"For heaven's sake, where is that?" asked the marquise.
+
+"An island situated on the other side of the equator, at
+least two thousand leagues from here," replied the count.
+
+"So much the better. As Villefort observes, it is a great
+act of folly to have left such a man between Corsica, where
+he was born, and Naples, of which his brother-in-law is
+king, and face to face with Italy, the sovereignty of which
+he coveted for his son."
+
+"Unfortunately," said Villefort, "there are the treaties of
+1814, and we cannot molest Napoleon without breaking those
+compacts."
+
+"Oh, well, we shall find some way out of it," responded M.
+de Salvieux. "There wasn't any trouble over treaties when it
+was a question of shooting the poor Duc d'Enghien."
+
+"Well," said the marquise, "it seems probable that, by the
+aid of the Holy Alliance, we shall be rid of Napoleon; and
+we must trust to the vigilance of M. de Villefort to purify
+Marseilles of his partisans. Tbe king is either a king or no
+king; if he be acknowledged as sovereign of France, he
+should be upheld in peace and tranquillity; and this can
+best be effected by employing the most inflexible agents to
+put down every attempt at conspiracy -- 'tis the best and
+surest means of preventing mischief."
+
+"Unfortunately, madame," answered Villefort, "the strong arm
+of the law is not called upon to interfere until the evil
+has taken place."
+
+"Then all he has got to do is to endeavor to repair it."
+
+"Nay, madame, the law is frequently powerless to effect
+this; all it can do is to avenge the wrong done."
+
+"Oh, M. de Villefort," cried a beautiful young creature,
+daughter to the Comte de Salvieux, and the cherished friend
+of Mademoiselle de Saint-Meran, "do try and get up some
+famous trial while we are at Marseilles. I never was in a
+law-court; I am told it is so very amusing!"
+
+"Amusing, certainly," replied the young man, "inasmuch as,
+instead of shedding tears as at the fictitious tale of woe
+produced at a theatre, you behold in a law-court a case of
+real and genuine distress -- a drama of life. The prisoner
+whom you there see pale, agitated, and alarmed, instead of
+-- as is the case when a curtain falls on a tragedy -- going
+home to sup peacefully with his family, and then retiring to
+rest, that he may recommence his mimic woes on the morrow,
+-- is removed from your sight merely to be reconducted to
+his prison and delivered up to the executioner. I leave you
+to judge how far your nerves are calculated to bear you
+through such a scene. Of this, however, be assured, that
+should any favorable opportunity present itself, I will not
+fail to offer you the choice of being present."
+
+"For shame, M. de Villefort!" said Renee, becoming quite
+pale; "don't you see how you are frightening us? -- and yet
+you laugh."
+
+"What would you have? 'Tis like a duel. I have already
+recorded sentence of death, five or six times, against the
+movers of political conspiracies, and who can say how many
+daggers may be ready sharpened, and only waiting a favorable
+opportunity to be buried in my heart?"
+
+"Gracious heavens, M. de Villefort," said Renee, becoming
+more and more terrified; "you surely are not in earnest."
+
+"Indeed I am," replied the young magistrate with a smile;
+"and in the interesting trial that young lady is anxious to
+witness, the case would only be still more aggravated.
+Suppose, for instance, the prisoner, as is more than
+probable, to have served under Napoleon -- well, can you
+expect for an instant, that one accustomed, at the word of
+his commander, to rush fearlessly on the very bayonets of
+his foe, will scruple more to drive a stiletto into the
+heart of one he knows to be his personal enemy, than to
+slaughter his fellow-creatures, merely because bidden to do
+so by one he is bound to obey? Besides, one requires the
+excitement of being hateful in the eyes of the accused, in
+order to lash one's self into a state of sufficient
+vehemence and power. I would not choose to see the man
+against whom I pleaded smile, as though in mockery of my
+words. No; my pride is to see the accused pale, agitated,
+and as though beaten out of all composure by the fire of my
+eloquence." Renee uttered a smothered exclamation.
+
+"Bravo!" cried one of the guests; "that is what I call
+talking to some purpose."
+
+"Just the person we require at a time like the present,"
+said a second.
+
+"What a splendid business that last case of yours was, my
+dear Villefort!" remarked a third; "I mean the trial of the
+man for murdering his father. Upon my word, you killed him
+ere the executioner had laid his hand upon him."
+
+"Oh, as for parricides, and such dreadful people as that,"
+interposed Renee, "it matters very little what is done to
+them; but as regards poor unfortunate creatures whose only
+crime consists in having mixed themselves up in political
+intrigues" --
+
+"Why, that is the very worst offence they could possibly
+commit; for, don't you see, Renee, the king is the father of
+his people, and he who shall plot or contrive aught against
+the life and safety of the parent of thirty-two millions of
+souls, is a parricide upon a fearfully great scale?"
+
+"I don't know anything about that," replied Renee; "but, M.
+de Villefort, you have promised me -- have you not? --
+always to show mercy to those I plead for."
+
+"Make yourself quite easy on that point," answered
+Villefort, with one of his sweetest smiles; "you and I will
+always consult upon our verdicts."
+
+"My love," said the marquise, "attend to your doves, your
+lap-dogs, and embroidery, but do not meddle with what you do
+not understand. Nowadays the military profession is in
+abeyance and the magisterial robe is the badge of honor.
+There is a wise Latin proverb that is very much in point."
+
+"Cedant arma togae," said Villefort with a bow.
+
+"I cannot speak Latin," responded the marquise.
+
+"Well," said Renee, "I cannot help regretting you had not
+chosen some other profession than your own -- a physician,
+for instance. Do you know I always felt a shudder at the
+idea of even a destroying angel?"
+
+"Dear, good Renee," whispered Villefort, as he gazed with
+unutterable tenderness on the lovely speaker.
+
+"Let us hope, my child," cried the marquis, "that M. de
+Villefort may prove the moral and political physician of
+this province; if so, he will have achieved a noble work."
+
+"And one which will go far to efface the recollection of his
+father's conduct," added the incorrigible marquise.
+
+"Madame," replied Villefort, with a mournful smile, "I have
+already had the honor to observe that my father has -- at
+least, I hope so -- abjured his past errors, and that he is,
+at the present moment, a firm and zealous friend to religion
+and order -- a better royalist, possibly, than his son; for
+he has to atone for past dereliction, while I have no other
+impulse than warm, decided preference and conviction."
+Having made this well-turned speech, Villefort looked
+carefully around to mark the effect of his oratory, much as
+he would have done had he been addressing the bench in open
+court.
+
+"Do you know, my dear Villefort," cried the Comte de
+Salvieux, "that is exactly what I myself said the other day
+at the Tuileries, when questioned by his majesty's principal
+chamberlain touching the singularity of an alliance between
+the son of a Girondin and the daughter of an officer of the
+Duc de Conde; and I assure you he seemed fully to comprehend
+that this mode of reconciling political differences was
+based upon sound and excellent principles. Then the king,
+who, without our suspecting it, had overheard our
+conversation, interrupted us by saying, `Villefort' --
+observe that the king did not pronounce the word Noirtier,
+but, on the contrary, placed considerable emphasis on that
+of Villefort -- `Villefort,' said his majesty, `is a young
+man of great judgment and discretion, who will be sure to
+make a figure in his profession; I like him much, and it
+gave me great pleasure to hear that he was about to become
+the son-in-law of the Marquis and Marquise de Saint-Meran. I
+should myself have recommended the match, had not the noble
+marquis anticipated my wishes by requesting my consent to
+it.'"
+
+"Is it possible the king could have condescended so far as
+to express himself so favorably of me?" asked the enraptured
+Villefort.
+
+"I give you his very words; and if the marquis chooses to be
+candid, he will confess that they perfectly agree with what
+his majesty said to him, when he went six months ago to
+consult him upon the subject of your espousing his
+daughter."
+
+"That is true," answered the marquis.
+
+"How much do I owe this gracious prince! What is there I
+would not do to evince my earnest gratitude!"
+
+"That is right," cried the marquise. "I love to see you
+thus. Now, then, were a conspirator to fall into your hands,
+he would be most welcome."
+
+"For my part, dear mother." interposed Renee, "I trust your
+wishes will not prosper, and that Providence will only
+permit petty offenders, poor debtors, and miserable cheats
+to fall into M. de Villefort's hands, -- then I shall be
+contented."
+
+"Just the same as though you prayed that a physician might
+only be called upon to prescribe for headaches, measles, and
+the stings of wasps, or any other slight affection of the
+epidermis. If you wish to see me the king's attorney, you
+must desire for me some of those violent and dangerous
+diseases from the cure of which so much honor redounds to
+the physician."
+
+At this moment, and as though the utterance of Villefort's
+wish had sufficed to effect its accomplishment, a servant
+entered the room, and whispered a few words in his ear.
+Villefort immediately rose from table and quitted the room
+upon the plea of urgent business; he soon, however,
+returned, his whole face beaming with delight. Renee
+regarded him with fond affection; and certainly his handsome
+features, lit up as they then were with more than usual fire
+and animation, seemed formed to excite the innocent
+admiration with which she gazed on her graceful and
+intelligent lover.
+
+"You were wishing just now," said Villefort, addressing her,
+"that I were a doctor instead of a lawyer. Well, I at least
+resemble the disciples of Esculapius in one thing -- that of
+not being able to call a day my own, not even that of my
+betrothal."
+
+"And wherefore were you called away just now?" asked
+Mademoiselle de Saint-Meran, with an air of deep interest.
+
+"For a very serious matter, which bids fair to make work for
+the executioner."
+
+"How dreadful!" exclaimed Renee, turning pale.
+
+"Is it possible?" burst simultaneously from all who were
+near enough to the magistrate to hear his words.
+
+"Why, if my information prove correct, a sort of Bonaparte
+conspiracy has just been discovered."
+
+"Can I believe my ears?" cried the marquise.
+
+"I will read you the letter containing the accusation, at
+least," said Villefort: --
+
+"`The king's attorney is informed by a friend to the throne
+and the religions institutions of his country, that one
+named Edmond Dantes, mate of the ship Pharaon, this day
+arrived from Smyrna, after having touched at Naples and
+Porto-Ferrajo, has been the bearer of a letter from Murat to
+the usurper, and again taken charge of another letter from
+the usurper to the Bonapartist club in Paris. Ample
+corroboration of this statement may be obtained by arresting
+the above-mentioned Edmond Dantes, who either carries the
+letter for Paris about with him, or has it at his father's
+abode. Should it not be found in the possession of father or
+son, then it will assuredly be discovered in the cabin
+belonging to the said Dantes on board the Pharaon.'"
+
+"But," said Renee, "this letter, which, after all, is but an
+anonymous scrawl, is not even addressed to you, but to the
+king's attorney."
+
+"True; but that gentleman being absent, his secretary, by
+his orders, opened his letters; thinking this one of
+importance, he sent for me, but not finding me, took upon
+himself to give the necessary orders for arresting the
+accused party."
+
+"Then the guilty person is absolutely in custody?" said the
+marquise.
+
+"Nay, dear mother, say the accused person. You know we
+cannot yet pronounce him guilty."
+
+"He is in safe custody," answered Villefort; "and rely upon
+it, if the letter is found, he will not be likely to be
+trusted abroad again, unless he goes forth under the
+especial protection of the headsman."
+
+"And where is the unfortunate being?" asked Renee.
+
+"He is at my house."
+
+"Come, come, my friend," interrupted the marquise, "do not
+neglect your duty to linger with us. You are the king's
+servant, and must go wherever that service calls you."
+
+"O Villefort!" cried Renee, clasping her hands, and looking
+towards her lover with piteous earnestness, "be merciful on
+this the day of our betrothal."
+
+The young man passed round to the side of the table where
+the fair pleader sat, and leaning over her chair said
+tenderly, --
+
+"To give you pleasure, my sweet Renee, I promise to show all
+the lenity in my power; but if the charges brought against
+this Bonapartist hero prove correct, why, then, you really
+must give me leave to order his head to be cut off." Renee
+shuddered.
+
+"Never mind that foolish girl, Villefort," said the
+marquise. "She will soon get over these things." So saying,
+Madame de Saint-Meran extended her dry bony hand to
+Villefort, who, while imprinting a son-in-law's respectful
+salute on it, looked at Renee, as much as to say, "I must
+try and fancy 'tis your dear hand I kiss, as it should have
+been."
+
+"These are mournful auspices to accompany a betrothal,"
+sighed poor Renee.
+
+"Upon my word, child!" exclaimed the angry marquise, "your
+folly exceeds all bounds. I should be glad to know what
+connection there can possibly be between your sickly
+sentimentality and the affairs of the state!"
+
+"O mother!" murmured Renee.
+
+"Nay, madame, I pray you pardon this little traitor. I
+promise you that to make up for her want of loyalty, I will
+be most inflexibly severe;" then casting an expressive
+glance at his betrothed, which seemed to say, "Fear not, for
+your dear sake my justice shall be tempered with mercy," and
+receiving a sweet and approving smile in return, Villefort
+quitted the room.
+
+
+
+Chapter 7
+The Examination.
+
+No sooner had Villefort left the salon, than he assumed the
+grave air of a man who holds the balance of life and death
+in his hands. Now, in spite of the mobility of his
+countenance, the command of which, like a finished actor, he
+had carefully studied before the glass, it was by no means
+easy for him to assume an air of judicial severity. Except
+the recollection of the line of politics his father had
+adopted, and which might interfere, unless he acted with the
+greatest prudence, with his own career, Gerard de Villefort
+was as happy as a man could be. Already rich, he held a high
+official situation, though only twenty-seven. He was about
+to marry a young and charming woman, whom he loved, not
+passionately, but reasonably, as became a deputy attorney of
+the king; and besides her personal attractions, which were
+very great, Mademoiselle de Saint-Meran's family possessed
+considerable political influence, which they would, of
+course, exert in his favor. The dowry of his wife amounted
+to fifty thousand crowns, and he had, besides, the prospect
+of seeing her fortune increased to half a million at her
+father's death. These considerations naturally gave
+Villefort a feeling of such complete felicity that his mind
+was fairly dazzled in its contemplation.
+
+At the door he met the commissary of police, who was waiting
+for him. The sight of this officer recalled Villefort from
+the third heaven to earth; he composed his face, as we have
+before described, and said, "I have read the letter, sir,
+and you have acted rightly in arresting this man; now inform
+me what you have discovered concerning him and the
+conspiracy."
+
+"We know nothing as yet of the conspiracy, monsieur; all the
+papers found have been sealed up and placed on your desk.
+The prisoner himself is named Edmond Dantes, mate on board
+the three-master the Pharaon, trading in cotton with
+Alexandria and Smyrna, and belonging to Morrel & Son, of
+Marseilles."
+
+"Before he entered the merchant service, had he ever served
+in the marines?"
+
+"Oh, no, monsieur, he is very young."
+
+"How old?"
+
+"Nineteen or twenty at the most."
+
+At this moment, and as Villefort had arrived at the corner
+of the Rue des Conseils, a man, who seemed to have been
+waiting for him, approached; it was M. Morrel.
+
+"Ah, M. de Villefort," cried he, "I am delighted to see you.
+Some of your people have committed the strangest mistake --
+they have just arrested Edmond Dantes, mate of my vessel."
+
+"I know it, monsieur," replied Villefort, "and I am now
+going to examine him."
+
+"Oh," said Morrel, carried away by his friendship, "you do
+not know him, and I do. He is the most estimable, the most
+trustworthy creature in the world, and I will venture to
+say, there is not a better seaman in all the merchant
+service. Oh, M. de Villefort, I beseech your indulgence for
+him."
+
+Villefort, as we have seen, belonged to the aristocratic
+party at Marseilles, Morrel to the plebeian; the first was a
+royalist, the other suspected of Bonapartism. Villefort
+looked disdainfully at Morrel, and replied, --
+
+"You are aware, monsieur, that a man may be estimable and
+trustworthy in private life, and the best seaman in the
+merchant service, and yet be, politically speaking, a great
+criminal. Is it not true?"
+
+The magistrate laid emphasis on these words, as if he wished
+to apply them to the owner himself, while his eyes seemed to
+plunge into the heart of one who, interceding for another,
+had himself need of indulgence. Morrel reddened, for his own
+conscience was not quite clear on politics; besides, what
+Dantes had told him of his interview with the grand-marshal,
+and what the emperor had said to him, embarrassed him. He
+replied, however, --
+
+"I entreat you, M. de Villefort, be, as you always are, kind
+and equitable, and give him back to us soon." This give us
+sounded revolutionary in the deputy's ears.
+
+"Ah, ah," murmured he, "is Dantes then a member of some
+Carbonari society, that his protector thus employs the
+collective form? He was, if I recollect, arrested in a
+tavern, in company with a great many others." Then he added,
+"Monsieur, you may rest assured I shall perform my duty
+impartially, and that if he be innocent you shall not have
+appealed to me in vain; should he, however, be guilty, in
+this present epoch, impunity would furnish a dangerous
+example, and I must do my duty."
+
+As he had now arrived at the door of his own house, which
+adjoined the Palais de Justice, he entered, after having,
+coldly saluted the shipowner, who stood, as if petrified, on
+the spot where Villefort had left him. The ante-chamber was
+full of police agents and gendarmes, in the midst of whom,
+carefully watched, but calm and smiling, stood the prisoner.
+Villefort traversed the ante-chamber, cast a side glance at
+Dantes, and taking a packet which a gendarme offered him,
+disappeared, saying, "Bring in the prisoner."
+
+Rapid as had been Villefort's glance, it had served to give
+him an idea of the man he was about to interrogate. He had
+recognized intelligence in the high forehead, courage in the
+dark eye and bent brow, and frankness in the thick lips that
+showed a set of pearly teeth. Villefort's first impression
+was favorable; but he had been so often warned to mistrust
+first impulses, that he applied the maxim to the impression,
+forgetting the difference between the two words. He stifled,
+therefore, the feelings of compassion that were rising,
+composed his features, and sat down, grim and sombre, at his
+desk. An instant after Dantes entered. He was pale, but calm
+and collected, and saluting his judge with easy politeness,
+looked round for a seat, as if he had been in M. Morrel's
+salon. It was then that he encountered for the first time
+Villefort's look, -- that look peculiar to the magistrate,
+who, while seeming to read the thoughts of others, betrays
+nothing of his own.
+
+"Who and what are you?" demanded Villefort, turning over a
+pile of papers, containing information relative to the
+prisoner, that a police agent had given to him on his entry,
+and that, already, in an hour's time, had swelled to
+voluminous proportions, thanks to the corrupt espionage of
+which "the accused" is always made the victim.
+
+"My name is Edmond Dantes," replied the young man calmly; "I
+am mate of the Pharaon, belonging to Messrs. Morrel & Son."
+
+"Your age?" continued Villefort.
+
+"Nineteen," returned Dantes.
+
+"What were you doing at the moment you were arrested?"
+
+"I was at the festival of my marriage, monsieur," said the
+young man, his voice slightly tremulous, so great was the
+contrast between that happy moment and the painful ceremony
+he was now undergoing; so great was the contrast between the
+sombre aspect of M. de Villefort and the radiant face of
+Mercedes.
+
+"You were at the festival of your marriage?" said the
+deputy, shuddering in spite of himself.
+
+"Yes, monsieur; I am on the point of marrying a young girl I
+have been attached to for three years." Villefort, impassive
+as he was, was struck with this coincidence; and the
+tremulous voice of Dantes, surprised in the midst of his
+happiness, struck a sympathetic chord in his own bosom -- he
+also was on the point of being married, and he was summoned
+from his own happiness to destroy that of another. "This
+philosophic reflection," thought he, "will make a great
+sensation at M. de Saint-Meran's;" and he arranged mentally,
+while Dantes awaited further questions, the antithesis by
+which orators often create a reputation for eloquence. When
+this speech was arranged, Villefort turned to Dantes.
+
+"Go on, sir," said he.
+
+"What would you have me say?"
+
+"Give all the information in your power."
+
+"Tell me on which point you desire information, and I will
+tell all I know; only," added he, with a smile, "I warn you
+I know very little."
+
+"Have you served under the usurper?"
+
+"I was about to be mustered into the Royal Marines when he
+fell."
+
+"It is reported your political opinions are extreme," said
+Villefort, who had never heard anything of the kind, but was
+not sorry to make this inquiry, as if it were an accusation.
+
+"My political opinions!" replied Dantes. "Alas, sir, I never
+had any opinions. I am hardly nineteen; I know nothing; I
+have no part to play. If I obtain the situation I desire, I
+shall owe it to M. Morrel. Thus all my opinions -- I will
+not say public, but private -- are confined to these three
+sentiment, -- I love my father, I respect M. Morrel, and I
+adore Mercedes. This, sir, is all I can tell you, and you
+see how uninteresting it is." As Dantes spoke, Villefort
+gazed at his ingenuous and open countenance, and recollected
+the words of Renee, who, without knowing who the culprit
+was, had besought his indulgence for him. With the deputy's
+knowledge of crime and criminals, every word the young man
+uttered convinced him more and more of his innocence. This
+lad, for he was scarcely a man, -- simple, natural, eloquent
+with that eloquence of the heart never found when sought
+for; full of affection for everybody, because he was happy,
+and because happiness renders even the wicked good --
+extended his affection even to his judge, spite of
+Villefort's severe look and stern accent. Dantes seemed full
+of kindness.
+
+"Pardieu," said Villefort, "he is a noble fellow. I hope I
+shall gain Renee's favor easily by obeying the first command
+she ever imposed on me. I shall have at least a pressure of
+the hand in public, and a sweet kiss in private." Full of
+this idea, Villefort's face became so joyous, that when he
+turned to Dantes, the latter, who had watched the change on
+his physiognomy, was smiling also.
+
+"Sir," said Villefort, "have you any enemies, at least, that
+you know."
+
+"I have enemies?" replied Dantes; "my position is not
+sufficiently elevated for that. As for my disposition, that
+is, perhaps, somewhat too hasty; but I have striven to
+repress it. I have had ten or twelve sailors under me, and
+if you question them, they will tell you that they love and
+respect me, not as a father, for I am too young, but as an
+elder brother."
+
+"But you may have excited jealousy. You are about to become
+captain at nineteen -- an elevated post; you are about to
+marry a pretty girl, who loves you; and these two pieces of
+good fortune may have excited the envy of some one."
+
+"You are right; you know men better than I do, and what you
+say may possibly be the case, I confess; but if such persons
+are among my acquaintances I prefer not to know it, because
+then I should be forced to hate them."
+
+"You are wrong; you should always strive to see clearly
+around you. You seem a worthy young man; I will depart from
+the strict line of my duty to aid you in discovering the
+author of this accusation. Here is the paper; do you know
+the writing?" As he spoke, Villefort drew the letter from
+his pocket, and presented it to Dantes. Dantes read it. A
+cloud passed over his brow as he said, --
+
+"No, monsieur, I do not know the writing, and yet it is
+tolerably plain. Whoever did it writes well. I am very
+fortunate," added he, looking gratefully at Villefort, "to
+be examined by such a man as you; for this envious person is
+a real enemy." And by the rapid glance that the young man's
+eyes shot forth, Villefort saw how much energy lay hid
+beneath this mildness.
+
+"Now," said the deputy, "answer me frankly, not as a
+prisoner to a judge, but as one man to another who takes an
+interest in him, what truth is there in the accusation
+contained in this anonymous letter?" And Villefort threw
+disdainfully on his desk the letter Dantes had just given
+back to him.
+
+"None at all. I will tell you the real facts. I swear by my
+honor as a sailor, by my love for Mercedes, by the life of
+my father" --
+
+"Speak, monsieur," said Villefort. Then, internally, "If
+Renee could see me, I hope she would be satisfied, and would
+no longer call me a decapitator."
+
+"Well, when we quitted Naples, Captain Leclere was attacked
+with a brain fever. As we had no doctor on board, and he was
+so anxious to arrive at Elba, that he would not touch at any
+other port, his disorder rose to such a height, that at the
+end of the third day, feeling he was dying, he called me to
+him. `My dear Dantes,' said he, `swear to perform what I am
+going to tell you, for it is a matter of the deepest
+importance.'
+
+"`I swear, captain,' replied I.
+
+"`Well, as after my death the command devolves on you as
+mate, assume the command, and bear up for the Island of
+Elba, disembark at Porto-Ferrajo, ask for the grand-marshal,
+give him this letter -- perhaps they will give you another
+letter, and charge you with a commission. You will
+accomplish what I was to have done, and derive all the honor
+and profit from it.'
+
+"`I will do it, captain; but perhaps I shall not be admitted
+to the grand marshal's presence as easily as you expect?'
+
+"`Here is a ring that will obtain audience of him, and
+remove every difficulty,' said the captain. At these words
+he gave me a ring. It was time -- two hours after he was
+delirious; the next day he died."
+
+"And what did you do then?"
+
+"What I ought to have done, and what every one would have
+done in my place. Everywhere the last requests of a dying
+man are sacred; but with a sailor the last requests of his
+superior are commands. I sailed for the Island of Elba,
+where I arrived the next day; I ordered everybody to remain
+on board, and went on shore alone. As I had expected, I
+found some difficulty in obtaining access to the
+grand-marshal; but I sent the ring I had received from the
+captain to him, and was instantly admitted. He questioned me
+concerning Captain Leclere's death; and, as the latter had
+told me, gave me a letter to carry on to a person in Paris.
+I undertook it because it was what my captain had bade me
+do. I landed here, regulated the affairs of the vessel, and
+hastened to visit my affianced bride, whom I found more
+lovely than ever. Thanks to M. Morrel, all the forms were
+got over; in a word I was, as I told you, at my
+marriage-feast; and I should have been married in an hour,
+and to-morrow I intended to start for Paris, had I not been
+arrested on this charge which you as well as I now see to be
+unjust."
+
+"Ah," said Villefort, "this seems to me the truth. If you
+have been culpable, it was imprudence, and this imprudence
+was in obedience to the orders of your captain. Give up this
+letter you have brought from Elba, and pass your word you
+will appear should you be required, and go and rejoin your
+friends.
+
+"I am free, then, sir?" cried Dantes joyfully.
+
+"Yes; but first give me this letter."
+
+"You have it already, for it was taken from me with some
+others which I see in that packet."
+
+"Stop a moment," said the deputy, as Dantes took his hat and
+gloves. "To whom is it addressed?"
+
+"To Monsieur Noirtier, Rue Coq-Heron, Paris." Had a
+thunderbolt fallen into the room, Villefort could not have
+been more stupefied. He sank into his seat, and hastily
+turning over the packet, drew forth the fatal letter, at
+which he glanced with an expression of terror.
+
+"M. Noirtier, Rue Coq-Heron, No. 13," murmured he, growing
+still paler.
+
+"Yes," said Dantes; "do you know him?"
+
+"No," replied Villefort; "a faithful servant of the king
+does not know conspirators."
+
+"It is a conspiracy, then?" asked Dantes, who after
+believing himself free, now began to feel a tenfold alarm.
+"I have, however, already told you, sir, I was entirely
+ignorant of the contents of the letter."
+
+"Yes; but you knew the name of the person to whom it was
+addressed," said Villefort.
+
+"I was forced to read the address to know to whom to give
+it."
+
+"Have you shown this letter to any one?" asked Villefort,
+becoming still more pale.
+
+"To no one, on my honor."
+
+"Everybody is ignorant that you are the bearer of a letter
+from the Island of Elba, and addressed to M. Noirtier?"
+
+"Everybody, except the person who gave it to me."
+
+"And that was too much, far too much," murmured Villefort.
+Villefort's brow darkened more and more, his white lips and
+clinched teeth filled Dantes with apprehension. After
+reading the letter, Villefort covered his face with his
+hands.
+
+"Oh," said Dantes timidly, "what is the matter?" Villefort
+made no answer, but raised his head at the expiration of a
+few seconds, and again perused the letter.
+
+"And you say that you are ignorant of the contents of this
+letter?"
+
+"I give you my word of honor, sir," said Dantes; "but what
+is the matter? You are ill -- shall I ring for assistance?
+-- shall I call?"
+
+"No," said Villefort, rising hastily; "stay where you are.
+It is for me to give orders here, and not you."
+
+"Monsieur," replied Dantes proudly, "it was only to summon
+assistance for you."
+
+"I want none; it was a temporary indisposition. Attend to
+yourself; answer me." Dantes waited, expecting a question,
+but in vain. Villefort fell back on his chair, passed his
+hand over his brow, moist with perspiration, and, for the
+third time, read the letter.
+
+"Oh, if he knows the contents of this!" murmured he, "and
+that Noirtier is the father of Villefort, I am lost!" And he
+fixed his eyes upon Edmond as if he would have penetrated
+his thoughts.
+
+"Oh, it is impossible to doubt it," cried he, suddenly.
+
+"In heaven's name!" cried the unhappy young man, "if you
+doubt me, question me; I will answer you." Villefort made a
+violent effort, and in a tone he strove to render firm, --
+
+"Sir," said he, "I am no longer able, as I had hoped, to
+restore you immediately to liberty; before doing so, I must
+consult the trial justice; what my own feeling is you
+already know."
+
+"Oh, monsieur," cried Dantes, "you have been rather a friend
+than a judge."
+
+"Well, I must detain you some time longer, but I will strive
+to make it as short as possible. The principal charge
+against you is this letter, and you see" -- Villefort
+approached the fire, cast it in, and waited until it was
+entirely consumed.
+
+"You see, I destroy it?"
+
+"Oh," exclaimed Dantes, "you are goodness itself."
+
+"Listen," continued Villefort; "you can now have confidence
+in me after what I have done."
+
+"Oh, command, and I will obey."
+
+"Listen; this is not a command, but advice I give you."
+
+"Speak, and I will follow your advice."
+
+"I shall detain you until this evening in the Palais de
+Justice. Should any one else interrogate you, say to him
+what you have said to me, but do not breathe a word of this
+letter."
+
+"I promise." It was Villefort who seemed to entreat, and the
+prisoner who reassured him.
+
+"You see," continued he, glancing toward the grate, where
+fragments of burnt paper fluttered in the flames, "the
+letter is destroyed; you and I alone know of its existence;
+should you, therefore, be questioned, deny all knowledge of
+it -- deny it boldly, and you are saved."
+
+"Be satisfied; I will deny it."
+
+"It was the only letter you had?"
+
+"It was."
+
+"Swear it."
+
+"I swear it."
+
+Villefort rang. A police agent entered. Villefort whispered
+some words in his ear, to which the officer replied by a
+motion of his head.
+
+"Follow him," said Villefort to Dantes. Dantes saluted
+Villefort and retired. Hardly had the door closed when
+Villefort threw himself half-fainting into a chair.
+
+"Alas, alas," murmured he, "if the procureur himself had
+been at Marseilles I should have been ruined. This accursed
+letter would have destroyed all my hopes. Oh, my father,
+must your past career always interfere with my successes?"
+Suddenly a light passed over his face, a smile played round
+his set mouth, and his haggard eyes were fixed in thought.
+
+"This will do," said he, "and from this letter, which might
+have ruined me, I will make my fortune. Now to the work I
+have in hand." And after having assured himself that the
+prisoner was gone, the deputy procureur hastened to the
+house of his betrothed.
+
+
+
+Chapter 8
+The Chateau D'If.
+
+The commissary of police, as he traversed the ante-chamber,
+made a sign to two gendarmes, who placed themselves one on
+Dantes' right and the other on his left. A door that
+communicated with the Palais de Justice was opened, and they
+went through a long range of gloomy corridors, whose
+appearance might have made even the boldest shudder. The
+Palais de Justice communicated with the prison, -- a sombre
+edifice, that from its grated windows looks on the
+clock-tower of the Accoules. After numberless windings,
+Dantes saw a door with an iron wicket. The commissary took
+up an iron mallet and knocked thrice, every blow seeming to
+Dantes as if struck on his heart. The door opened, the two
+gendarmes gently pushed him forward, and the door closed
+with a loud sound behind him. The air he inhaled was no
+longer pure, but thick and mephitic, -- he was in prison. He
+was conducted to a tolerably neat chamber, but grated and
+barred, and its appearance, therefore, did not greatly alarm
+him; besides, the words of Villefort, who seemed to interest
+himself so much, resounded still in his ears like a promise
+of freedom. It was four o'clock when Dantes was placed in
+this chamber. It was, as we have said, the 1st of March, and
+the prisoner was soon buried in darkness. The obscurity
+augmented the acuteness of his hearing; at the slightest
+sound he rose and hastened to the door, convinced they were
+about to liberate him, but the sound died away, and Dantes
+sank again into his seat. At last, about ten o'clock, and
+just as Dantes began to despair, steps were heard in the
+corridor, a key turned in the lock, the bolts creaked, the
+massy oaken door flew open, and a flood of light from two
+torches pervaded the apartment. By the torchlight Dantes saw
+the glittering sabres and carbines of four gendarmes. He had
+advanced at first, but stopped at the sight of this display
+of force.
+
+"Are you come to fetch me?" asked he.
+
+"Yes," replied a gendarme.
+
+"By the orders of the deputy procureur?"
+
+"I believe so." The conviction that they came from M. de
+Villefort relieved all Dantes' apprehensions; he advanced
+calmly, and placed himself in the centre of the escort. A
+carriage waited at the door, the coachman was on the box,
+and a police officer sat beside him.
+
+"Is this carriage for me?" said Dantes.
+
+"It is for you," replied a gendarme.
+
+Dantes was about to speak; but feeling himself urged
+forward, and having neither the power nor the intention to
+resist, he mounted the steps, and was in an instant seated
+inside between two gendarmes; the two others took their
+places opposite, and the carriage rolled heavily over the
+stones.
+
+The prisoner glanced at the windows -- they were grated; he
+had changed his prison for another that was conveying him he
+knew not whither. Through the grating, however, Dantes saw
+they were passing through the Rue Caisserie, and by the Rue
+Saint-Laurent and the Rue Taramis, to the port. Soon he saw
+the lights of La Consigne.
+
+The carriage stopped, the officer descended, approached the
+guardhouse, a dozen soldiers came out and formed themselves
+in order; Dantes saw the reflection of their muskets by the
+light of the lamps on the quay.
+
+"Can all this force be summoned on my account?" thought he.
+
+The officer opened the door, which was locked, and, without
+speaking a word, answered Dantes' question; for he saw
+between the ranks of the soldiers a passage formed from the
+carriage to the port. The two gendarmes who were opposite to
+him descended first, then he was ordered to alight and the
+gendarmes on each side of him followed his example. They
+advanced towards a boat, which a custom-house officer held
+by a chain, near the quay.
+
+The soldiers looked at Dantes with an air of stupid
+curiosity. In an instant he was placed in the stern-sheets
+of the boat, between the gendarmes, while the officer
+stationed himself at the bow; a shove sent the boat adrift,
+and four sturdy oarsmen impelled it rapidly towards the
+Pilon. At a shout from the boat, the chain that closes the
+mouth of the port was lowered and in a second they were, as
+Dantes knew, in the Frioul and outside the inner harbor.
+
+The prisoner's first feeling was of joy at again breathing
+the pure air -- for air is freedom; but he soon sighed, for
+he passed before La Reserve, where he had that morning been
+so happy, and now through the open windows came the laughter
+and revelry of a ball. Dantes folded his hands, raised his
+eyes to heaven, and prayed fervently.
+
+The boat continued her voyage. They had passed the Tete de
+Morte, were now off the Anse du Pharo, and about to double
+the battery. This manoeuvre was incomprehensible to Dantes.
+
+"Whither are you taking me?" asked he.
+
+"You will soon know."
+
+"But still" --
+
+"We are forbidden to give you any explanation." Dantes,
+trained in discipline, knew that nothing would be more
+absurd than to question subordinates, who were forbidden to
+reply; and so he remained silent.
+
+The most vague and wild thoughts passed through his mind.
+The boat they were in could not make a long voyage; there
+was no vessel at anchor outside the harbor; he thought,
+perhaps, they were going to leave him on some distant point.
+He was not bound, nor had they made any attempt to handcuff
+him; this seemed a good augury. Besides, had not the deputy,
+who had been so kind to him, told him that provided he did
+not pronounce the dreaded name of Noirtier, he had nothing
+to apprehend? Had not Villefort in his presence destroyed
+the fatal letter, the only proof against him?
+
+He waited silently, striving to pierce through the darkness.
+
+They had left the Ile Ratonneau, where the lighthouse stood,
+on the right, and were now opposite the Point des Catalans.
+It seemed to the prisoner that he could distinguish a
+feminine form on the beach, for it was there Mercedes dwelt.
+How was it that a presentiment did not warn Mercedes that
+her lover was within three hundred yards of her?
+
+One light alone was visible; and Dantes saw that it came
+from Mercedes' chamber. Mercedes was the only one awake in
+the whole settlement. A loud cry could be heard by her. But
+pride restrained him and he did not utter it. What would his
+guards think if they heard him shout like a madman?
+
+He remained silent, his eyes fixed upon the light; the boat
+went on, but the prisoner thought only of Mercedes. An
+intervening elevation of land hid the light. Dantes turned
+and perceived that they had got out to sea. While he had
+been absorbed in thought, they had shipped their oars and
+hoisted sail; the boat was now moving with the wind.
+
+In spite of his repugnance to address the guards, Dantes
+turned to the nearest gendarme, and taking his hand, --
+
+"Comrade," said he, "I adjure you, as a Christian and a
+soldier, to tell me where we are going. I am Captain Dantes,
+a loyal Frenchman, thought accused of treason; tell me where
+you are conducting me, and I promise you on my honor I will
+submit to my fate."
+
+The gendarme looked irresolutely at his companion, who
+returned for answer a sign that said, "I see no great harm
+in telling him now," and the gendarme replied, --
+
+"You are a native of Marseilles, and a sailor, and yet you
+do not know where you are going?"
+
+"On my honor, I have no idea."
+
+"Have you no idea whatever?"
+
+"None at all."
+
+"That is impossible."
+
+"I swear to you it is true. Tell me, I entreat."
+
+"But my orders."
+
+"Your orders do not forbid your telling me what I must know
+in ten minutes, in half an hour, or an hour. You see I
+cannot escape, even if I intended."
+
+"Unless you are blind, or have never been outside the
+harbor, you must know."
+
+"I do not."
+
+"Look round you then." Dantes rose and looked forward, when
+he saw rise within a hundred yards of him the black and
+frowning rock on which stands the Chateau d'If. This gloomy
+fortress, which has for more than three hundred years
+furnished food for so many wild legends, seemed to Dantes
+like a scaffold to a malefactor.
+
+"The Chateau d'If?" cried he, "what are we going there for?"
+The gendarme smiled.
+
+"I am not going there to be imprisoned," said Dantes; "it is
+only used for political prisoners. I have committed no
+crime. Are there any magistrates or judges at the Chateau
+d'If?"
+
+"There are only," said the gendarme, "a governor, a
+garrison, turnkeys, and good thick walls. Come, come, do not
+look so astonished, or you will make me think you are
+laughing at me in return for my good nature." Dantes pressed
+the gendarme's hand as though he would crush it.
+
+"You think, then," said he, "that I am taken to the Chateau
+d'If to be imprisoned there?"
+
+"It is probable; but there is no occasion to squeeze so
+hard."
+
+"Without any inquiry, without any formality?"
+
+"All the formalities have been gone through; the inquiry is
+already made."
+
+"And so, in spite of M. de Villefort's promises?"
+
+"I do not know what M. de Villefort promised you," said the
+gendarme, "but I know we are taking you to the Chateau d'If.
+But what are you doing? Help, comrades, help!"
+
+By a rapid movement, which the gendarme's practiced eye had
+perceived, Dantes sprang forward to precipitate himself into
+the sea; but four vigorous arms seized him as his feet
+quitted the bottom of the boat. He fell back cursing with
+rage.
+
+"Good!" said the gendarme, placing his knee on his chest;
+"believe soft-spoken gentlemen again! Harkye, my friend, I
+have disobeyed my first order, but I will not disobey the
+second; and if you move, I will blow your brains out." And
+he levelled his carbine at Dantes, who felt the muzzle
+against his temple.
+
+For a moment the idea of struggling crossed his mind, and of
+so ending the unexpected evil that had overtaken him. But he
+bethought him of M. de Villefort's promise; and, besides,
+death in a boat from the hand of a gendarme seemed too
+terrible. He remained motionless, but gnashing his teeth and
+wringing his hands with fury.
+
+At this moment the boat came to a landing with a violent
+shock. One of the sailors leaped on shore, a cord creaked as
+it ran through a pulley, and Dantes guessed they were at the
+end of the voyage, and that they were mooring the boat.
+
+His guards, taking him by the arms and coat-collar, forced
+him to rise, and dragged him towards the steps that lead to
+the gate of the fortress, while the police officer carrying
+a musket with fixed bayonet followed behind.
+
+Dantes made no resistance; he was like a man in a dream: he
+saw soldiers drawn up on the embankment; he knew vaguely
+that he was ascending a flight of steps; he was conscious
+that he passed through a door, and that the door closed
+behind him; but all this indistinctly as through a mist. He
+did not even see the ocean, that terrible barrier against
+freedom, which the prisoners look upon with utter despair.
+
+They halted for a minute, during which he strove to collect
+his thoughts. He looked around; he was in a court surrounded
+by high walls; he heard the measured tread of sentinels, and
+as they passed before the light he saw the barrels of their
+muskets shine.
+
+They waited upwards of ten minutes. Certain Dantes could not
+escape, the gendarmes released him. They seemed awaiting
+orders. The orders came.
+
+"Where is the prisoner?" said a voice.
+
+"Here," replied the gendarmes.
+
+"Let him follow me; I will take him to his cell."
+
+"Go!" said the gendarmes, thrusting Dantes forward.
+
+The prisoner followed his guide, who led him into a room
+almost under ground, whose bare and reeking walls seemed as
+though impregnated with tears; a lamp placed on a stool
+illumined the apartment faintly, and showed Dantes the
+features of his conductor, an under-jailer, ill-clothed, and
+of sullen appearance.
+
+"Here is your chamber for to-night," said he. "It is late,
+and the governor is asleep. To-morrow, perhaps, he may
+change you. In the meantime there is bread, water, and fresh
+straw; and that is all a prisoner can wish for. Goodnight."
+And before Dantes could open his mouth -- before he had
+noticed where the jailer placed his bread or the water --
+before he had glanced towards the corner where the straw
+was, the jailer disappeared, taking with him the lamp and
+closing the door, leaving stamped upon the prisoner's mind
+the dim reflection of the dripping walls of his dungeon.
+
+Dantes was alone in darkness and in silence -- cold as the
+shadows that he felt breathe on his burning forehead. With
+the first dawn of day the jailer returned, with orders to
+leave Dantes where he was. He found the prisoner in the same
+position, as if fixed there, his eyes swollen with weeping.
+He had passed the night standing, and without sleep. The
+jailer advanced; Dantes appeared not to perceive him. He
+touched him on the shoulder. Edmond started.
+
+"Have you not slept?" said the jailer.
+
+"I do not know," replied Dantes. The jailer stared.
+
+"Are you hungry?" continued he.
+
+"I do not know."
+
+"Do you wish for anything?"
+
+"I wish to see the governor." The jailer shrugged his
+shoulders and left the chamber.
+
+Dantes followed him with his eyes, and stretched forth his
+hands towards the open door; but the door closed. All his
+emotion then burst forth; he cast himself on the ground,
+weeping bitterly, and asking himself what crime he had
+committed that he was thus punished.
+
+The day passed thus; he scarcely tasted food, but walked
+round and round the cell like a wild beast in its cage. One
+thought in particular tormented him: namely, that during his
+journey hither he had sat so still, whereas he might, a
+dozen times, have plunged into the sea, and, thanks to his
+powers of swimming, for which he was famous, have gained the
+shore, concealed himself until the arrival of a Genoese or
+Spanish vessel, escaped to Spain or Italy, where Mercedes
+and his father could have joined him. He had no fears as to
+how he should live -- good seamen are welcome everywhere. He
+spoke Italian like a Tuscan, and Spanish like a Castilian;
+he would have been free, and happy with Mercedes and his
+father, whereas he was now confined in the Chateau d'If,
+that impregnable fortress, ignorant of the future destiny of
+his father and Mercedes; and all this because he had trusted
+to Villefort's promise. The thought was maddening, and
+Dantes threw himself furiously down on his straw. The next
+morning at the same hour, the jailer came again.
+
+"Well," said the jailer, "are you more reasonable to-day?"
+Dantes made no reply.
+
+"Come, cheer up; is there anything that I can do for you?"
+
+"I wish to see the governor."
+
+"I have already told you it was impossible."
+
+"Why so?"
+
+"Because it is against prison rules, and prisoners must not
+even ask for it."
+
+"What is allowed, then?"
+
+"Better fare, if you pay for it, books, and leave to walk
+about."
+
+"I do not want books, I am satisfied with my food, and do
+not care to walk about; but I wish to see the governor."
+
+"If you worry me by repeating the same thing, I will not
+bring you any more to eat."
+
+"Well, then," said Edmond, "if you do not, I shall die of
+hunger -- that is all."
+
+The jailer saw by his tone he would be happy to die; and as
+every prisoner is worth ten sous a day to his jailer, he
+replied in a more subdued tone.
+
+"What you ask is impossible; but if you are very well
+behaved you will be allowed to walk about, and some day you
+will meet the governor, and if he chooses to reply, that is
+his affair."
+
+"But," asked Dantes, "how long shall I have to wait?"
+
+"Ah, a month -- six months -- a year."
+
+"It is too long a time. I wish to see him at once."
+
+"Ah," said the jailer, "do not always brood over what is
+impossible, or you will be mad in a fortnight."
+
+"You think so?"
+
+"Yes; we have an instance here; it was by always offering a
+million of francs to the governor for his liberty that an
+abbe became mad, who was in this chamber before you."
+
+"How long has he left it?"
+
+"Two years."
+
+"Was he liberated, then?"
+
+"No; he was put in a dungeon."
+
+"Listen!" said Dantes. "I am not an abbe, I am not mad;
+perhaps I shall be, but at present, unfortunately, I am not.
+I will make you another offer."
+
+"What is that?"
+
+"I do not offer you a million, because I have it not; but I
+will give you a hundred crowns if, the first time you go to
+Marseilles, you will seek out a young girl named Mercedes,
+at the Catalans, and give her two lines from me."
+
+"If I took them, and were detected, I should lose my place,
+which is worth two thousand francs a year; so that I should
+be a great fool to run such a risk for three hundred."
+
+"Well," said Dantes, "mark this; if you refuse at least to
+tell Mercedes I am here, I will some day hide myself behind
+the door, and when you enter I will dash out your brains
+with this stool."
+
+"Threats!" cried the jailer, retreating and putting himself
+on the defensive; "you are certainly going mad. The abbe
+began like you, and in three days you will be like him, mad
+enough to tie up; but, fortunately, there are dungeons
+here." Dantes whirled the stool round his head.
+
+"All right, all right," said the jailer; "all right, since
+you will have it so. I will send word to the governor."
+
+"Very well," returned Dantes, dropping the stool and sitting
+on it as if he were in reality mad. The jailer went out, and
+returned in an instant with a corporal and four soldiers.
+
+"By the governor's orders," said he, "conduct the prisoner
+to the tier beneath."
+
+"To the dungeon, then," said the corporal.
+
+"Yes; we must put the madman with the madmen." The soldiers
+seized Dantes, who followed passively.
+
+He descended fifteen steps, and the door of a dungeon was
+opened, and he was thrust in. The door closed, and Dantes
+advanced with outstretched hands until he touched the wall;
+he then sat down in the corner until his eyes became
+accustomed to the darkness. The jailer was right; Dantes
+wanted but little of being utterly mad.
+
+
+
+Chapter 9
+The Evening of the Betrothal.
+
+Villefort had, as we have said, hastened back to Madame de
+Saint-Meran's in the Place du Grand Cours, and on entering
+the house found that the guests whom he had left at table
+were taking coffee in the salon. Renee was, with all the
+rest of the company, anxiously awaiting him, and his
+entrance was followed by a general exclamation.
+
+"Well, Decapitator, Guardian of the State, Royalist, Brutus,
+what is the matter?" said one. "Speak out."
+
+"Are we threatened with a fresh Reign of Terror?" asked
+another.
+
+"Has the Corsican ogre broken loose?" cried a third.
+
+"Marquise," said Villefort, approaching his future
+mother-in-law, "I request your pardon for thus leaving you.
+Will the marquis honor me by a few moments' private
+conversation?"
+
+"Ah, it is really a serious matter, then?" asked the
+marquis, remarking the cloud on Villefort's brow.
+
+"So serious that I must take leave of you for a few days;
+so," added he, turning to Renee, "judge for yourself if it
+be not important."
+
+"You are going to leave us?" cried Renee, unable to hide her
+emotion at this unexpected announcement.
+
+"Alas," returned Villefort, "I must!"
+
+"Where, then, are you going?" asked the marquise.
+
+"That, madame, is an official secret; but if you have any
+commissions for Paris, a friend of mine is going there
+to-night, and will with pleasure undertake them." The guests
+looked at each other.
+
+"You wish to speak to me alone?" said the marquis.
+
+"Yes, let us go to the library, please." The marquis took
+his arm, and they left the salon.
+
+"Well," asked he, as soon as they were by themselves, "tell
+me what it is?"
+
+"An affair of the greatest importance, that demands my
+immediate presence in Paris. Now, excuse the indiscretion,
+marquis, but have you any landed property?"
+
+"All my fortune is in the funds; seven or eight hundred
+thousand francs."
+
+"Then sell out -- sell out, marquis, or you will lose it
+all."
+
+"But how can I sell out here?"
+
+"You have it broker, have you not?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Then give me a letter to him, and tell him to sell out
+without an instant's delay, perhaps even now I shall arrive
+too late."
+
+"The deuce you say!" replied the marquis, "let us lose no
+time, then!"
+
+And, sitting down, he wrote a letter to his broker, ordering
+him to sell out at the market price.
+
+"Now, then," said Villefort, placing the letter in his
+pocketbook, "I must have another!"
+
+"To whom?"
+
+"To the king."
+
+"To the king?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"I dare not write to his majesty."
+
+"I do not ask you to write to his majesty, but ask M. de
+Salvieux to do so. I want a letter that will enable me to
+reach the king's presence without all the formalities of
+demanding an audience; that would occasion a loss of
+precious time."
+
+"But address yourself to the keeper of the seals; he has the
+right of entry at the Tuileries, and can procure you
+audience at any hour of the day or night."
+
+"Doubtless; but there is no occasion to divide the honors of
+my discovery with him. The keeper would leave me in the
+background, and take all the glory to himself. I tell you,
+marquis, my fortune is made if I only reach the Tuileries
+the first, for the king will not forget the service I do
+him."
+
+"In that case go and get ready. I will call Salvieux and
+make him write the letter."
+
+"Be as quick as possible, I must be on the road in a quarter
+of an hour."
+
+"Tell your coachman to stop at the door."
+
+"You will present my excuses to the marquise and
+Mademoiselle Renee, whom I leave on such a day with great
+regret."
+
+"You will find them both here, and can make your farewells
+in person."
+
+"A thousand thanks -- and now for the letter."
+
+The marquis rang, a servant entered.
+
+"Say to the Comte de Salvieux that I would like to see him."
+
+"Now, then, go," said the marquis.
+
+"I shall be gone only a few moments."
+
+Villefort hastily quitted the apartment, but reflecting that
+the sight of the deputy procureur running through the
+streets would be enough to throw the whole city into
+confusion, he resumed his ordinary pace. At his door he
+perceived a figure in the shadow that seemed to wait for
+him. It was Mercedes, who, hearing no news of her lover, had
+come unobserved to inquire after him.
+
+As Villefort drew near, she advanced and stood before him.
+Dantes had spoken of Mercedes, and Villefort instantly
+recognized her. Her beauty and high bearing surprised him,
+and when she inquired what had become of her lover, it
+seemed to him that she was the judge, and he the accused.
+
+"The young man you speak of," said Villefort abruptly, "is a
+great criminal. and I can do nothing for him, mademoiselle."
+Mercedes burst into tears, and, as Villefort strove to pass
+her, again addressed him.
+
+"But, at least, tell me where he is, that I may know whether
+he is alive or dead," said she.
+
+"I do not know; he is no longer in my hands," replied
+Villefort.
+
+And desirous of putting an end to the interview, he pushed
+by her, and closed the door, as if to exclude the pain he
+felt. But remorse is not thus banished; like Virgil's
+wounded hero, he carried the arrow in his wound, and,
+arrived at the salon, Villefort uttered a sigh that was
+almost a sob, and sank into a chair.
+
+Then the first pangs of an unending torture seized upon his
+heart. The man he sacrificed to his ambition, that innocent
+victim immolated on the altar of his father's faults,
+appeared to him pale and threatening, leading his affianced
+bride by the hand, and bringing with him remorse, not such
+as the ancients figured, furious and terrible, but that slow
+and consuming agony whose pangs are intensified from hour to
+hour up to the very moment of death. Then he had a moment's
+hesitation. He had frequently called for capital punishment
+on criminals, and owing to his irresistible eloquence they
+had been condemned, and yet the slightest shadow of remorse
+had never clouded Villefort's brow, because they were
+guilty; at least, he believed so; but here was an innocent
+man whose happiness he had destroyed: in this case he was
+not the judge, but the executioner.
+
+As he thus reflected, he felt the sensation we have
+described, and which had hitherto been unknown to him, arise
+in his bosom, and fill him with vague apprehensions. It is
+thus that a wounded man trembles instinctively at the
+approach of the finger to his wound until it be healed, but
+Villefort's was one of those that never close, or if they
+do, only close to reopen more agonizing than ever. If at
+this moment the sweet voice of Renee had sounded in his ears
+pleading for mercy, or the fair Mercedes had entered and
+said, "In the name of God, I conjure you to restore me my
+affianced husband," his cold and trembling hands would have
+signed his release; but no voice broke the stillness of the
+chamber, and the door was opened only by Villefort's valet,
+who came to tell him that the travelling carriage was in
+readiness.
+
+Villefort rose, or rather sprang, from his chair, hastily
+opened one of the drawers of his desk, emptied all the gold
+it contained into his pocket, stood motionless an instant,
+his hand pressed to his head, muttered a few inarticulate
+sounds, and then, perceiving that his servant had placed his
+cloak on his shoulders, he sprang into the carriage,
+ordering the postilions to drive to M. de Saint-Meran's. The
+hapless Dantes was doomed.
+
+As the marquis had promised, Villefort found the marquise
+and Renee in waiting. He started when he saw Renee, for he
+fancied she was again about to plead for Dantes. Alas, her
+emotions were wholly personal: she was thinking only of
+Villefort's departure.
+
+She loved Villefort, and he left her at the moment he was
+about to become her husband. Villefort knew not when he
+should return, and Renee, far from pleading for Dantes,
+hated the man whose crime separated her from her lover.
+
+Meanwhile what of Mercedes? She had met Fernand at the
+corner of the Rue de la Loge; she had returned to the
+Catalans, and had despairingly cast herself on her couch.
+Fernand, kneeling by her side, took her hand, and covered it
+with kisses that Mercedes did not even feel. She passed the
+night thus. The lamp went out for want of oil, but she paid
+no heed to the darkness, and dawn came, but she knew not
+that it was day. Grief had made her blind to all but one
+object -- that was Edmond.
+
+"Ah, you are there," said she, at length, turning towards
+Fernand.
+
+"I have not quitted you since yesterday," returned Fernand
+sorrowfully.
+
+M. Morrel had not readily given up the fight. He had learned
+that Dantes had been taken to prison, and he had gone to all
+his friends, and the influential persons of the city; but
+the report was already in circulation that Dantes was
+arrested as a Bonapartist agent; and as the most sanguine
+looked upon any attempt of Napoleon to remount the throne as
+impossible, he met with nothing but refusal, and had
+returned home in despair, declaring that the matter was
+serious and that nothing more could be done.
+
+Caderousse was equally restless and uneasy, but instead of
+seeking, like M. Morrel, to aid Dantes, he had shut himself
+up with two bottles of black currant brandy, in the hope of
+drowning reflection. But he did not succeed, and became too
+intoxicated to fetch any more drink, and yet not so
+intoxicated as to forget what had happened. With his elbows
+on the table he sat between the two empty bottles, while
+spectres danced in the light of the unsnuffed candle --
+spectres such as Hoffmann strews over his punch-drenched
+pages, like black, fantastic dust.
+
+Danglars alone was content and joyous -- he had got rid of
+an enemy and made his own situation on the Pharaon secure.
+Danglars was one of those men born with a pen behind the
+ear, and an inkstand in place of a heart. Everything with
+him was multiplication or subtraction. The life of a man was
+to him of far less value than a numeral, especially when, by
+taking it away, he could increase the sum total of his own
+desires. He went to bed at his usual hour, and slept in
+peace.
+
+Villefort, after having received M. de Salvieux' letter,
+embraced Renee, kissed the marquise's hand, and shaken that
+of the marquis, started for Paris along the Aix road.
+
+Old Dantes was dying with anxiety to know what had become of
+Edmond. But we know very well what had become of Edmond.
+
+
+
+Chapter 10
+The King's Closet at the Tuileries.
+
+We will leave Villefort on the road to Paris, travelling --
+thanks to trebled fees -- with all speed, and passing
+through two or three apartments, enter at the Tuileries the
+little room with the arched window, so well known as having
+been the favorite closet of Napoleon and Louis XVIII., and
+now of Louis Philippe.
+
+There, seated before a walnut table he had brought with him
+from Hartwell, and to which, from one of those fancies not
+uncommon to great people, he was particularly attached, the
+king, Louis XVIII., was carelessly listening to a man of
+fifty or fifty-two years of age, with gray hair,
+aristocratic bearing, and exceedingly gentlemanly attire,
+and meanwhile making a marginal note in a volume of
+Gryphius's rather inaccurate, but much sought-after, edition
+of Horace -- a work which was much indebted to the sagacious
+observations of the philosophical monarch.
+
+"You say, sir" -- said the king.
+
+"That I am exceedingly disquieted, sire."
+
+"Really, have you had a vision of the seven fat kine and the
+seven lean kine?"
+
+"No, sire, for that would only betoken for us seven years of
+plenty and seven years of scarcity; and with a king as full
+of foresight as your majesty, scarcity is not a thing to be
+feared."
+
+"Then of what other scourge are you afraid, my dear Blacas?"
+
+"Sire, I have every reason to believe that a storm is
+brewing in the south."
+
+"Well, my dear duke," replied Louis XVIII., "I think you are
+wrongly informed, and know positively that, on the contrary,
+it is very fine weather in that direction." Man of ability
+as he was, Louis XVIII. liked a pleasant jest.
+
+"Sire," continued M. de Blacas, "if it only be to reassure a
+faithful servant, will your majesty send into Languedoc,
+Provence, and Dauphine, trusty men, who will bring you back
+a faithful report as to the feeling in these three
+provinces?"
+
+"Caninus surdis," replied the king, continuing the
+annotations in his Horace.
+
+"Sire," replied the courtier, laughing, in order that he
+might seem to comprehend the quotation, "your majesty may be
+perfectly right in relying on the good feeling of France,
+but I fear I am not altogether wrong in dreading some
+desperate attempt."
+
+"By whom?"
+
+"By Bonaparte, or, at least, by his adherents."
+
+"My dear Blacas," said the king, "you with your alarms
+prevent me from working."
+
+"And you, sire, prevent me from sleeping with your
+security."
+
+"Wait, my dear sir, wait a moment; for I have such a
+delightful note on the Pastor quum traheret -- wait, and I
+will listen to you afterwards."
+
+There was a brief pause, during which Louis XVIII. wrote, in
+a hand as small as possible, another note on the margin of
+his Horace, and then looking at the duke with the air of a
+man who thinks he has an idea of his own, while he is only
+commenting upon the idea of another, said, --
+
+"Go on, my dear duke, go on -- I listen."
+
+"Sire," said Blacas, who had for a moment the hope of
+sacrificing Villefort to his own profit, "I am compelled to
+tell you that these are not mere rumors destitute of
+foundation which thus disquiet me; but a serious-minded man,
+deserving all my confidence, and charged by me to watch over
+the south" (the duke hesitated as he pronounced these
+words), "has arrived by post to tell me that a great peril
+threatens the king, and so I hastened to you, sire."
+
+"Mala ducis avi domum," continued Louis XVIII., still
+annotating.
+
+"Does your majesty wish me to drop the subject?"
+
+"By no means, my dear duke; but just stretch out your hand."
+
+"Which?"
+
+"Whichever you please -- there to the left."
+
+"Here, sire?"
+
+"l tell you to the left, and you are looking to the right; I
+mean on my left -- yes, there. You will find yesterday's
+report of the minister of police. But here is M. Dandre
+himself;" and M. Dandre, announced by the
+chamberlain-in-waiting, entered.
+
+"Come in," said Louis XVIII., with repressed smile, "come
+in, Baron, and tell the duke all you know -- the latest news
+of M. de Bonaparte; do not conceal anything, however
+serious, -- let us see, the Island of Elba is a volcano, and
+we may expect to have issuing thence flaming and bristling
+war -- bella, horrida bella." M. Dandre leaned very
+respectfully on the back of a chair with his two hands, and
+said, --
+
+"Has your majesty perused yesterday's report?"
+
+"Yes, yes; but tell the duke himself, who cannot find
+anything, what the report contains -- give him the
+particulars of what the usurper is doing in his islet."
+
+"Monsieur," said the baron to the duke, "all the servants of
+his majesty must approve of the latest intelligence which we
+have from the Island of Elba. Bonaparte" -- M. Dandre looked
+at Louis XVIII., who, employed in writing a note, did not
+even raise his head. "Bonaparte," continued the baron, "is
+mortally wearied, and passes whole days in watching his
+miners at work at Porto-Longone."
+
+"And scratches himself for amusement," added the king.
+
+"Scratches himself?" inquired the duke, "what does your
+majesty mean?"
+
+"Yes, indeed, my dear duke. Did you forget that this great
+man, this hero, this demigod, is attacked with a malady of
+the skin which worries him to death, prurigo?"
+
+"And, moreover, my dear duke," continued the minister of
+police, "we are almost assured that, in a very short time,
+the usurper will be insane."
+
+"Insane?"
+
+"Raving mad; his head becomes weaker. Sometimes he weeps
+bitterly, sometimes laughs boisterously, at other time he
+passes hours on the seashore, flinging stones in the water
+and when the flint makes `duck-and-drake' five or six times,
+he appears as delighted as if he had gained another Marengo
+or Austerlitz. Now, you must agree that these are
+indubitable symptoms of insanity."
+
+"Or of wisdom, my dear baron -- or of wisdom," said Louis
+XVIII., laughing; "the greatest captains of antiquity amused
+themselves by casting pebbles into the ocean -- see
+Plutarch's life of Scipio Africanus."
+
+M. de Blacas pondered deeply between the confident monarch
+and the truthful minister. Villefort, who did not choose to
+reveal the whole secret, lest another should reap all the
+benefit of the disclosure, had yet communicated enough to
+cause him the greatest uneasiness.
+
+"Well, well, Dandre," said Louis XVIII., "Blacas is not yet
+convinced; let us proceed, therefore, to the usurper's
+conversion." The minister of police bowed.
+
+"The usurper's conversion!" murmured the duke, looking at
+the king and Dandre, who spoke alternately, like Virgil's
+shepherds. "The usurper converted!"
+
+"Decidedly, my dear duke."
+
+"In what way converted?"
+
+"To good principles. Tell him all about it, baron."
+
+"Why, this is the way of it," said the minister, with the
+gravest air in the world: "Napoleon lately had a review, and
+as two or three of his old veterans expressed a desire to
+return to France, he gave them their dismissal, and exhorted
+them to `serve the good king.' These were his own words, of
+that I am certain."
+
+"Well, Blacas, what think you of this?" inquired the king
+triumphantly, and pausing for a moment from the voluminous
+scholiast before him.
+
+"I say, sire, that the minister of police is greatly
+deceived or I am; and as it is impossible it can be the
+minister of police as he has the guardianship of the safety
+and honor of your majesty, it is probable that I am in
+error. However, sire, if I might advise, your majesty will
+interrogate the person of whom I spoke to you, and I will
+urge your majesty to do him this honor."
+
+"Most willingly, duke; under your auspices I will receive
+any person you please, but you must not expect me to be too
+confiding. Baron, have you any report more recent than this
+dated the 20th February. -- this is the 4th of March?"
+
+"No, sire, but I am hourly expecting one; it may have
+arrived since I left my office."
+
+"Go thither, and if there be none -- well, well," continued
+Louis XVIII., "make one; that is the usual way, is it not?"
+and the king laughed facetiously.
+
+"Oh, sire," replied the minister, "we have no occasion to
+invent any; every day our desks are loaded with most
+circumstantial denunciations, coming from hosts of people
+who hope for some return for services which they seek to
+render, but cannot; they trust to fortune, and rely upon
+some unexpected event in some way to justify their
+predictions."
+
+"Well, sir, go"; said Louis XVIII., "and remember that I am
+waiting for you."
+
+"I will but go and return, sire; I shall be back in ten
+minutes."
+
+"And I, sire," said M. de Blacas, "will go and find my
+messenger."
+
+"Wait, sir, wait," said Louis XVIII. "Really, M. de Blacas,
+I must change your armorial bearings; I will give you an
+eagle with outstretched wings, holding in its claws a prey
+which tries in vain to escape, and bearing this device --
+Tenax."
+
+"Sire, I listen," said De Blacas, biting his nails with
+impatience.
+
+"I wish to consult you on this passage, `Molli fugiens
+anhelitu," you know it refers to a stag flying from a wolf.
+Are you not a sportsman and a great wolf-hunter? Well, then,
+what do you think of the molli anhelitu?"
+
+"Admirable, sire; but my messenger is like the stag you
+refer to, for he has posted two hundred and twenty leagues
+in scarcely three days."
+
+"Which is undergoing great fatigue and anxiety, my dear
+duke, when we have a telegraph which transmits messages in
+three or four hours, and that without getting in the least
+out of breath."
+
+"Ah, sire, you recompense but badly this poor young man, who
+has come so far, and with so much ardor, to give your
+majesty useful information. If only for the sake of M. de
+Salvieux, who recommends him to me, I entreat your majesty
+to receive him graciously."
+
+"M. de Salvieux, my brother's chamberlain?"
+
+"Yes, sire."
+
+"He is at Marseilles."
+
+"And writes me thence."
+
+"Does he speak to you of this conspiracy?"
+
+"No; but strongly recommends M. de Villefort, and begs me to
+present him to your majesty."
+
+"M. de Villefort!" cried the king, "is the messenger's name
+M. de Villefort?"
+
+"Yes, sire."
+
+"And he comes from Marseilles?"
+
+"In person."
+
+"Why did you not mention his name at once?" replied the
+king, betraying some uneasiness.
+
+"Sire, I thought his name was unknown to your majesty."
+
+"No, no, Blacas; he is a man of strong and elevated
+understanding, ambitious, too, and, pardieu, you know his
+father's name!"
+
+"His father?"
+
+"Yes, Noirtier."
+
+"Noirtier the Girondin? -- Noirtier the senator?"
+
+"He himself."
+
+"And your majesty has employed the son of such a man?"
+
+"Blacas, my friend, you have but limited comprehension. I
+told you Villefort was ambitions, and to attain this
+ambition Villefort would sacrifice everything, even his
+father."
+
+"Then, sire, may I present him?"
+
+"This instant, duke! Where is he?"
+
+"Waiting below, in my carriage."
+
+"Seek him at once."
+
+"I hasten to do so." The duke left the royal presence with
+the speed of a young man; his really sincere royalism made
+him youthful again. Louis XVIII. remained alone, and turning
+his eyes on his half-opened Horace, muttered, --
+
+"Justum et tenacem propositi virum."
+
+M. de Blacas returned as speedily as he had departed, but in
+the ante-chamber he was forced to appeal to the king's
+authority. Villefort's dusty garb, his costume, which was
+not of courtly cut, excited the susceptibility of M. de
+Breze, who was all astonishment at finding that this young
+man had the audacity to enter before the king in such
+attire. The duke, however, overcame all difficulties with a
+word -- his majesty's order; and, in spite of the
+protestations which the master of ceremonies made for the
+honor of his office and principles, Villefort was
+introduced.
+
+The king was seated in the same place where the duke had
+left him. On opening the door, Villefort found himself
+facing him, and the young magistrate's first impulse was to
+pause.
+
+"Come in, M. de Villefort," said the king, "come in."
+Villefort bowed, and advancing a few steps, waited until the
+king should interrogate him.
+
+"M. de Villefort," said Louis XVIII., "the Duc de Blacas
+assures me you have some interesting information to
+communicate.
+
+"Sire, the duke is right, and I believe your majesty will
+think it equally important."
+
+"In the first place, and before everything else, sir, is the
+news as bad in your opinion as I am asked to believe?"
+
+"Sire, I believe it to be most urgent, but I hope, by the
+speed I have used, that it is not irreparable."
+
+"Speak as fully as you please, sir," said the king, who
+began to give way to the emotion which had showed itself in
+Blacas's face and affected Villefort's voice. "Speak, sir,
+and pray begin at the beginning; I like order in
+everything."
+
+"Sire," said Villefort, "I will render a faithful report to
+your majesty, but I must entreat your forgiveness if my
+anxiety leads to some obscurity in my language." A glance at
+the king after this discreet and subtle exordium, assured
+Villefort of the benignity of his august auditor, and he
+went on: --
+
+"Sire, I have come as rapidly to Paris as possible, to
+inform your majesty that I have discovered, in the exercise
+of my duties, not a commonplace and insignificant plot, such
+as is every day got up in the lower ranks of the people and
+in the army, but an actual conspiracy -- a storm which
+menaces no less than your majesty's throne. Sire, the
+usurper is arming three ships, he meditates some project,
+which, however mad, is yet, perhaps, terrible. At this
+moment he will have left Elba, to go whither I know not, but
+assuredly to attempt a landing either at Naples, or on the
+coast of Tuscany, or perhaps on the shores of France. Your
+majesty is well aware that the sovereign of the Island of
+Elba has maintained his relations with Italy and France?"
+
+"I am, sir," said the king, much agitated; "and recently we
+have had information that the Bonapartist clubs have had
+meetings in the Rue Saint-Jacques. But proceed, I beg of
+you. How did you obtain these details?"
+
+"Sire, they are the results of an examination which I have
+made of a man of Marseilles, whom I have watched for some
+time, and arrested on the day of my departure. This person,
+a sailor, of turbulent character, and whom I suspected of
+Bonapartism, has been secretly to the Island of Elba. There
+he saw the grand-marshal, who charged him with an oral
+message to a Bonapartist in Paris, whose name I could not
+extract from him; but this mission was to prepare men's
+minds for a return (it is the man who says this, sire) -- a
+return which will soon occur."
+
+"And where is this man?"
+
+"In prison, sire."
+
+"And the matter seems serious to you?"
+
+"So serious, sire, that when the circumstance surprised me
+in the midst of a family festival, on the very day of my
+betrothal, I left my bride and friends, postponing
+everything, that I might hasten to lay at your majesty's
+feet the fears which impressed me, and the assurance of my
+devotion."
+
+"True," said Louis XVIII., "was there not a marriage
+engagement between you and Mademoiselle de Saint-Meran?"
+
+"Daughter of one of your majesty's most faithful servants."
+
+"Yes, yes; but let us talk of this plot, M. de Villefort."
+
+"Sire, I fear it is more than a plot; I fear it is a
+conspiracy."
+
+"A conspiracy in these times," said Louis XVIII., smiling,
+"is a thing very easy to meditate, but more difficult to
+conduct to an end, inasmuch as, re-established so recently
+on the throne of our ancestors, we have our eyes open at
+once upon the past, the present, and the future. For the
+last ten months my ministers have redoubled their vigilance,
+in order to watch the shore of the Mediterranean. If
+Bonaparte landed at Naples, the whole coalition would be on
+foot before he could even reach Piomoino; if he land in
+Tuscany, he will be in an unfriendly territory; if he land
+in France, it must be with a handful of men, and the result
+of that is easily foretold, execrated as he is by the
+population. Take courage, sir; but at the same time rely on
+our royal gratitude."
+
+"Ah, here is M. Dandre!" cried de Blacas. At this instant
+the minister of police appeared at the door, pale,
+trembling, and as if ready to faint. Villefort was about to
+retire, but M. de Blacas, taking his hand, restrained him.
+
+
+
+Chapter 11
+The Corsican Ogre.
+
+At the sight of this agitation Louis XVIII. pushed from him
+violently the table at which he was sitting.
+
+"What ails you, baron?" he exclaimed. "You appear quite
+aghast. Has your uneasiness anything to do with what M. de
+Blacas has told me, and M. de Villefort has just confirmed?"
+M. de Blacas moved suddenly towards the baron, but the
+fright of the courtier pleaded for the forbearance of the
+statesman; and besides, as matters were, it was much more to
+his advantage that the prefect of police should triumph over
+him than that he should humiliate the prefect.
+
+"Sire" -- stammered the baron.
+
+"Well, what is it?" asked Louis XVIII. The minister of
+police, giving way to an impulse of despair, was about to
+throw himself at the feet of Louis XVIII., who retreated a
+step and frowned.
+
+"Will you speak?" he said.
+
+"Oh, sire, what a dreadful misfortune! I am, indeed, to be
+pitied. I can never forgive myself!"
+
+"Monsieur," said Louis XVIII., "I command you to speak."
+
+"Well, sire, the usurper left Elba on the 26th February, and
+landed on the 1st of March."
+
+"And where? In Italy?" asked the king eagerly.
+
+"In France, sire, -- at a small port, near Antibes, in the
+Gulf of Juan."
+
+"The usurper landed in France, near Antibes, in the Gulf of
+Juan, two hundred and fifty leagues from Paris, on the 1st
+of March, and you only acquired this information to-day, the
+4th of March! Well, sir, what you tell me is impossible. You
+must have received a false report, or you have gone mad."
+
+"Alas, sire, it is but too true!" Louis made a gesture of
+indescribable anger and alarm, and then drew himself up as
+if this sudden blow had struck him at the same moment in
+heart and countenance.
+
+"In France!" he cried, "the usurper in France! Then they did
+not watch over this man. Who knows? they were, perhaps, in
+league with him."
+
+"Oh, sire," exclaimed the Duc de Blacas, "M. Dandre is not a
+man to be accused of treason! Sire, we have all been blind,
+and the minister of police has shared the general blindness,
+that is all."
+
+"But" -- said Villefort, and then suddenly checking himself,
+he was silent; then he continued, "Your pardon, sire," he
+said, bowing, "my zeal carried me away. Will your majesty
+deign to excuse me?"
+
+"Speak, sir, speak boldly," replied Louis. "You alone
+forewarned us of the evil; now try and aid us with the
+remedy."
+
+"Sire," said Villefort, "the usurper is detested in the
+south; and it seems to me that if he ventured into the
+south, it would be easy to raise Languedoc and Provence
+against him."
+
+"Yes, assuredly," replied the minister; "but he is advancing
+by Gap and Sisteron."
+
+"Advancing -- he is advancing!" said Louis XVIII. "Is he
+then advancing on Paris?" The minister of police maintained
+a silence which was equivalent to a complete avowal.
+
+"And Dauphine, sir?" inquired the king, of Villefort. "Do
+you think it possible to rouse that as well as Provence?"
+
+"Sire, I am sorry to tell your majesty a cruel fact; but the
+feeling in Dauphine is quite the reverse of that in Provence
+or Languedoc. The mountaineers are Bonapartists, sire."
+
+"Then," murmured Louis, "he was well informed. And how many
+men had he with him?"
+
+"I do not know, sire," answered the minister of police.
+
+"What, you do not know! Have you neglected to obtain
+information on that point? Of course it is of no
+consequence," he added, with a withering smile.
+
+"Sire, it was impossible to learn; the despatch simply
+stated the fact of the landing and the route taken by the
+usurper."
+
+"And how did this despatch reach you?" inquired the king.
+The minister bowed his head, and while a deep color
+overspread his cheeks, he stammered out, --
+
+"By the telegraph, sire." -- Louis XVIII. advanced a step,
+and folded his arms over his chest as Napoleon would have
+done.
+
+"So then," he exclaimed, turning pale with anger, "seven
+conjoined and allied armies overthrew that man. A miracle of
+heaven replaced me on the throne of my fathers after
+five-and-twenty years of exile. I have, during those
+five-and-twenty years, spared no pains to understand the
+people of France and the interests which were confided to
+me; and now, when I see the fruition of my wishes almost
+within reach, the power I hold in my hands bursts, and
+shatters me to atoms!"
+
+"Sire, it is fatality!" murmured the minister, feeling that
+the pressure of circumstances, however light a thing to
+destiny, was too much for any human strength to endure.
+
+"What our enemies say of us is then true. We have learnt
+nothing, forgotten nothing! If I were betrayed as he was, I
+would console myself; but to be in the midst of persons
+elevated by myself to places of honor, who ought to watch
+over me more carefully than over themselves, -- for my
+fortune is theirs -- before me they were nothing -- after me
+they will be nothing, and perish miserably from incapacity
+-- ineptitude! Oh, yes, sir, you are right -- it is
+fatality!"
+
+The minister quailed before this outburst of sarcasm. M. de
+Blacas wiped the moisture from his brow. Villefort smiled
+within himself, for he felt his increased importance.
+
+"To fall," continued King Louis, who at the first glance had
+sounded the abyss on which the monarchy hung suspended, --
+"to fall, and learn of that fall by telegraph! Oh, I would
+rather mount the scaffold of my brother, Louis XVI., than
+thus descend the staircase at the Tuileries driven away by
+ridicule. Ridicule, sir -- why, you know not its power in
+France, and yet you ought to know it!"
+
+"Sire, sire," murmured the minister, "for pity's" --
+
+"Approach, M. de Villefort," resumed the king, addressing
+the young man, who, motionless and breathless, was listening
+to a conversation on which depended the destiny of a
+kingdom. "Approach, and tell monsieur that it is possible to
+know beforehand all that he has not known."
+
+"Sire, it was really impossible to learn secrets which that
+man concealed from all the world."
+
+"Really impossible! Yes -- that is a great word, sir.
+Unfortunately, there are great words, as there are great
+men; I have measured them. Really impossible for a minister
+who has an office, agents, spies, and fifteen hundred
+thousand francs for secret service money, to know what is
+going on at sixty leagues from the coast of France! Well,
+then, see, here is a gentleman who had none of these
+resources at his disposal -- a gentleman, only a simple
+magistrate, who learned more than you with all your police,
+and who would have saved my crown, if, like you, he had the
+power of directing a telegraph." The look of the minister of
+police was turned with concentrated spite on Villefort, who
+bent his head in modest triumph.
+
+"I do not mean that for you, Blacas," continued Louis
+XVIII.; "for if you have discovered nothing, at least you
+have had the good sense to persevere in your suspicions. Any
+other than yourself would have considered the disclosure of
+M. de Villefort insignificant, or else dictated by venal
+ambition," These words were an allusion to the sentiments
+which the minister of police had uttered with so much
+confidence an hour before.
+
+Villefort understood the king's intent. Any other person
+would, perhaps, have been overcome by such an intoxicating
+draught of praise; but he feared to make for himself a
+mortal enemy of the police minister, although he saw that
+Dandre was irrevocably lost. In fact, the minister, who, in
+the plenitude of his power, had been unable to unearth
+Napoleon's secret, might in despair at his own downfall
+interrogate Dantes and so lay bare the motives of
+Villefort's plot. Realizing this, Villefort came to the
+rescue of the crest-fallen minister, instead of aiding to
+crush him.
+
+"Sire," said Villefort, "the suddenness of this event must
+prove to your majesty that the issue is in the hands of
+Providence; what your majesty is pleased to attribute to me
+as profound perspicacity is simply owing to chance, and I
+have profited by that chance, like a good and devoted
+servant -- that's all. Do not attribute to me more than I
+deserve, sire, that your majesty may never have occasion to
+recall the first opinion you have been pleased to form of
+me." The minister of police thanked the young man by an
+eloquent look, and Villefort understood that he had
+succeeded in his design; that is to say, that without
+forfeiting the gratitude of the king, he had made a friend
+of one on whom, in case of necessity, he might rely.
+
+"'Tis well," resumed the king. "And now, gentlemen," he
+continued, turning towards M. de Blacas and the minister of
+police, "I have no further occasion for you, and you may
+retire; what now remains to do is in the department of the
+minister of war."
+
+"Fortunately, sire," said M. de Blacas, "we can rely on the
+army; your majesty knows how every report confirms their
+loyalty and attachment."
+
+"Do not mention reports, duke, to me, for I know now what
+confidence to place in them. Yet, speaking of reports,
+baron, what have you learned with regard to the affair in
+the Rue Saint-Jacques?"
+
+"The affair in the Rue Saint-Jacques!" exclaimed Villefort,
+unable to repress an exclamation. Then, suddenly pausing, he
+added, "Your pardon, sire, but my devotion to your majesty
+has made me forget, not the respect I have, for that is too
+deeply engraved in my heart, but the rules of etiquette."
+
+"Go on, go on, sir," replied the king; "you have to-day
+earned the right to make inquiries here."
+
+"Sire," interposed the minister of police, "I came a moment
+ago to give your majesty fresh information which I had
+obtained on this head, when your majesty's attention was
+attracted by the terrible event that has occurred in the
+gulf, and now these facts will cease to interest your
+majesty."
+
+"On the contrary, sir, -- on the contrary," said Louis
+XVIII., "this affair seems to me to have a decided
+connection with that which occupies our attention, and the
+death of General Quesnel will, perhaps, put us on the direct
+track of a great internal conspiracy." At the name of
+General Quesnel, Villefort trembled.
+
+"Everything points to the conclusion, sire," said the
+minister of police, "that death was not the result of
+suicide, as we first believed, but of assassination. General
+Quesnel, it appears, had just left a Bonapartist club when
+he disappeared. An unknown person had been with him that
+morning, and made an appointment with him in the Rue
+Saint-Jacques; unfortunately, the general's valet, who was
+dressing his hair at the moment when the stranger entered,
+heard the street mentioned, but did not catch the number."
+As the police minister related this to the king, Villefort,
+who looked as if his very life hung on the speaker's lips,
+turned alternately red and pale. The king looked towards
+him.
+
+"Do you not think with me, M. de Villefort, that General
+Quesnel, whom they believed attached to the usurper, but who
+was really entirely devoted to me, has perished the victim
+of a Bonapartist ambush?"
+
+"It is probable, sire," replied Villefort. "But is this all
+that is known?"
+
+"They are on the track of the man who appointed the meeting
+with him."
+
+"On his track?" said Villefort.
+
+"Yes, the servant has given his description. He is a man of
+from fifty to fifty-two years of age, dark, with black eyes
+covered with shaggy eyebrows, and a thick mustache. He was
+dressed in a blue frock-coat, buttoned up to the chin, and
+wore at his button-hole the rosette of an officer of the
+Legion of Honor. Yesterday a person exactly corresponding
+with this description was followed, but he was lost sight of
+at the corner of the Rue de la Jussienne and the Rue
+Coq-Heron." Villefort leaned on the back of an arm-chair,
+for as the minister of police went on speaking he felt his
+legs bend under him; but when he learned that the unknown
+had escaped the vigilance of the agent who followed him, he
+breathed again.
+
+"Continue to seek for this man, sir," said the king to the
+minister of police; "for if, as I am all but convinced,
+General Quesnel, who would have been so useful to us at this
+moment, has been murdered, his assassins, Bonapartists or
+not, shall be cruelly punished." It required all Villefort's
+coolness not to betray the terror with which this
+declaration of the king inspired him.
+
+"How strange," continued the king, with some asperity; "the
+police think that they have disposed of the whole matter
+when they say, `A murder has been committed,' and especially
+so when they can add, `And we are on the track of the guilty
+persons.'"
+
+"Sire, your majesty will, I trust, be amply satisfied on
+this point at least."
+
+"We shall see. I will no longer detain you, M. de Villefort,
+for you must be fatigued after so long a journey; go and
+rest. Of course you stopped at your father's?" A feeling of
+faintness came over Villefort.
+
+"No, sire," he replied, "I alighted at the Hotel de Madrid,
+in the Rue de Tournon."
+
+"But you have seen him?"
+
+"Sire, I went straight to the Duc de Blacas."
+
+"But you will see him, then?"
+
+"I think not, sire."
+
+"Ah, I forgot," said Louis, smiling in a manner which proved
+that all these questions were not made without a motive; "I
+forgot you and M. Noirtier are not on the best terms
+possible, and that is another sacrifice made to the royal
+cause, and for which you should be recompensed."
+
+"Sire, the kindness your majesty deigns to evince towards me
+is a recompense which so far surpasses my utmost ambition
+that I have nothing more to ask for."
+
+"Never mind, sir, we will not forget you; make your mind
+easy. In the meanwhile" (the king here detached the cross of
+the Legion of Honor which he usually wore over his blue
+coat, near the cross of St. Louis, above the order of
+Notre-Dame-du-Mont-Carmel and St. Lazare, and gave it to
+Villefort) -- "in the meanwhile take this cross."
+
+"Sire," said Villefort, "your majesty mistakes; this is an
+officer's cross."
+
+"Ma foi," said Louis XVIII., "take it, such as it is, for I
+have not the time to procure you another. Blacas, let it be
+your care to see that the brevet is made out and sent to M.
+de Villefort." Villefort's eyes were filled with tears of
+joy and pride; he took the cross and kissed it.
+
+"And now," he said, "may I inquire what are the orders with
+which your majesty deigns to honor me?"
+
+"Take what rest you require, and remember that if you are
+not able to serve me here in Paris, you may be of the
+greatest service to me at Marseilles."
+
+"Sire," replied Villefort, bowing, "in an hour I shall have
+quitted Paris."
+
+"Go, sir," said the king; "and should I forget you (kings'
+memories are short), do not be afraid to bring yourself to
+my recollection. Baron, send for the minister of war.
+Blacas, remain."
+
+"Ah, sir," said the minister of police to Villefort, as they
+left the Tuileries, "you entered by luck's door -- your
+fortune is made."
+
+"Will it be long first?" muttered Villefort, saluting the
+minister, whose career was ended, and looking about him for
+a hackney-coach. One passed at the moment, which he hailed;
+he gave his address to the driver, and springing in, threw
+himself on the seat, and gave loose to dreams of ambition.
+
+Ten minutes afterwards Villefort reached his hotel, ordered
+horses to be ready in two hours, and asked to have his
+breakfast brought to him. He was about to begin his repast
+when the sound of the bell rang sharp and loud. The valet
+opened the door, and Villefort heard some one speak his
+name.
+
+"Who could know that I was here already?" said the young
+man. The valet entered.
+
+"Well," said Villefort, "what is it? -- Who rang? -- Who
+asked for me?"
+
+"A stranger who will not send in his name."
+
+"A stranger who will not send in his name! What can he want
+with me?"
+
+"He wishes to speak to you."
+
+"To me?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Did he mention my name?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"What sort of person is he?"
+
+"Why, sir, a man of about fifty."
+
+"Short or tall?"
+
+"About your own height, sir."
+
+"Dark or fair?"
+
+"Dark, -- very dark; with black eyes, black hair, black
+eyebrows."
+
+"And how dressed?" asked Villefort quickly.
+
+"In a blue frock-coat, buttoned up close, decorated with the
+Legion of Honor."
+
+"It is he!" said Villefort, turning pale.
+
+"Eh, pardieu," said the individual whose description we have
+twice given, entering the door, "what a great deal of
+ceremony! Is it the custom in Marseilles for sons to keep
+their fathers waiting in their anterooms?"
+
+"Father!" cried Villefort, "then I was not deceived; I felt
+sure it must be you."
+
+"Well, then, if you felt so sure," replied the new-comer,
+putting his cane in a corner and his hat on a chair, "allow
+me to say, my dear Gerard, that it was not very filial of
+you to keep me waiting at the door."
+
+"Leave us, Germain," said Villefort. The servant quitted the
+apartment with evident signs of astonishment.
+
+
+
+Chapter 12
+Father and Son.
+
+M. Noirtier -- for it was, indeed, he who entered -- looked
+after the servant until the door was closed, and then,
+fearing, no doubt, that he might be overheard in the
+ante-chamber, he opened the door again, nor was the
+precaution useless, as appeared from the rapid retreat of
+Germain, who proved that he was not exempt from the sin
+which ruined our first parents. M. Noirtier then took the
+trouble to close and bolt the ante-chamber door, then that
+of the bed-chamber, and then extended his hand to Villefort,
+who had followed all his motions with surprise which he
+could not conceal.
+
+"Well, now, my dear Gerard," said he to the young man, with
+a very significant look, "do you know, you seem as if you
+were not very glad to see me?"
+
+"My dear father," said Villefort, "I am, on the contrary,
+delighted; but I so little expected your visit, that it has
+somewhat overcome me."
+
+"But, my dear fellow," replied M. Noirtier, seating himself,
+"I might say the same thing to you, when you announce to me
+your wedding for the 28th of February, and on the 3rd of
+March you turn up here in Paris."
+
+"And if I have come, my dear father," said Gerard, drawing
+closer to M. Noirtier, "do not complain, for it is for you
+that I came, and my journey will be your salvation."
+
+"Ah, indeed!" said M. Noirtier, stretching himself out at
+his ease in the chair. "Really, pray tell me all about it,
+for it must be interesting."
+
+"Father, you have heard speak of a certain Bonapartist club
+in the Rue Saint-Jacques?"
+
+"No. 53; yes, I am vice-president."
+
+"Father, your coolness makes me shudder."
+
+"Why, my dear boy, when a man has been proscribed by the
+mountaineers, has escaped from Paris in a hay-cart, been
+hunted over the plains of Bordeaux by Robespierre's
+bloodhounds, he becomes accustomed to most things. But go
+on, what about the club in the Rue Saint-Jacques?"
+
+"Why, they induced General Quesnel to go there, and General
+Quesnel, who quitted his own house at nine o'clock in the
+evening, was found the next day in the Seine."
+
+"And who told you this fine story?"
+
+"The king himself."
+
+"Well, then, in return for your story," continued Noirtier,
+"I will tell you another."
+
+"My dear father, I think I already know what you are about
+to tell me."
+
+"Ah, you have heard of the landing of the emperor?"
+
+"Not so loud, father, I entreat of you -- for your own sake
+as well as mine. Yes, I heard this news, and knew it even
+before you could; for three days ago I posted from
+Marseilles to Paris with all possible speed, half-desperate
+at the enforced delay."
+
+"Three days ago? You are crazy. Why, three days ago the
+emperor had not landed."
+
+"No matter, I was aware of his intention."
+
+"How did you know about it?"
+
+"By a letter addressed to you from the Island of Elba."
+
+"To me?"
+
+"To you; and which I discovered in the pocket-book of the
+messenger. Had that letter fallen into the hands of another,
+you, my dear father, would probably ere this have been
+shot." Villefort's father laughed.
+
+"Come, come," said he, "will the Restoration adopt imperial
+methods so promptly? Shot, my dear boy? What an idea! Where
+is the letter you speak of? I know you too well to suppose
+you would allow such a thing to pass you."
+
+"I burnt it, for fear that even a fragment should remain;
+for that letter must have led to your condemnation."
+
+"And the destruction of your future prospects," replied
+Noirtier; "yes, I can easily comprehend that. But I have
+nothing to fear while I have you to protect me."
+
+"I do better than that, sir -- I save you."
+
+"You do? Why, really, the thing becomes more and more
+dramatic -- explain yourself."
+
+"I must refer again to the club in the Rue Saint-Jacques."
+
+"It appears that this club is rather a bore to the police.
+Why didn't they search more vigilantly? they would have
+found" --
+
+"They have not found; but they are on the track."
+
+"Yes, that the usual phrase; I am quite familiar with it.
+When the police is at fault, it declares that it is on the
+track; and the government patiently awaits the day when it
+comes to say, with a sneaking air, that the track is lost."
+
+"Yes, but they have found a corpse; the general has been
+killed, and in all countries they call that a murder."
+
+"A murder do you call it? why, there is nothing to prove
+that the general was murdered. People are found every day in
+the Seine, having thrown themselves in, or having been
+drowned from not knowing how to swim."
+
+"Father, you know very well that the general was not a man
+to drown himself in despair, and people do not bathe in the
+Seine in the month of January. No, no, do not be deceived;
+this was murder in every sense of the word."
+
+"And who thus designated it?"
+
+"The king himself."
+
+"The king! I thought he was philosopher enough to allow that
+there was no murder in politics. In politics, my dear
+fellow, you know, as well as I do, there are no men, but
+ideas -- no feelings, but interests; in politics we do not
+kill a man, we only remove an obstacle, that is all. Would
+you like to know how matters have progressed? Well, I will
+tell you. It was thought reliance might be placed in General
+Quesnel; he was recommended to us from the Island of Elba;
+one of us went to him, and invited him to the Rue
+Saint-Jacques, where he would find some friends. He came
+there, and the plan was unfolded to him for leaving Elba,
+the projected landing, etc. When he had heard and
+comprehended all to the fullest extent, he replied that he
+was a royalist. Then all looked at each other, -- he was
+made to take an oath, and did so, but with such an ill grace
+that it was really tempting Providence to swear him, and
+yet, in spite of that, the general was allowed to depart
+free -- perfectly free. Yet he did not return home. What
+could that mean? why, my dear fellow, that on leaving us he
+lost his way, that's all. A murder? really, Villefort, you
+surprise me. You, a deputy procureur, to found an accusation
+on such bad premises! Did I ever say to you, when you were
+fulfilling your character as a royalist, and cut off the
+head of one of my party, `My son, you have committed a
+murder?' No, I said, `Very well, sir, you have gained the
+victory; to-morrow, perchance, it will be our turn.'"
+
+"But, father, take care; when our turn comes, our revenge
+will be sweeping."
+
+"I do not understand you."
+
+"You rely on the usurper's return?"
+
+"We do."
+
+"You are mistaken; he will not advance two leagues into the
+interior of France without being followed, tracked, and
+caught like a wild beast."
+
+"My dear fellow, the emperor is at this moment on the way to
+Grenoble; on the 10th or 12th he will be at Lyons, and on
+the 20th or 25th at Paris."
+
+"The people will rise."
+
+"Yes, to go and meet him."
+
+"He has but a handful of men with him, and armies will be
+despatched against him."
+
+"Yes, to escort him into the capital. Really, my dear
+Gerard, you are but a child; you think yourself well
+informed because the telegraph has told you, three days
+after the landing, `The usurper has landed at Cannes with
+several men. He is pursued.' But where is he? what is he
+doing? You do not know at all, and in this way they will
+chase him to Paris, without drawing a trigger."
+
+"Grenoble and Lyons are faithful cities, and will oppose to
+him an impassable barrier."
+
+"Grenoble will open her gates to him with enthusiasm -- all
+Lyons will hasten to welcome him. Believe me, we are as well
+informed as you, and our police are as good as your own.
+Would you like a proof of it? well, you wished to conceal
+your journey from me, and yet I knew of your arrival half an
+hour after you had passed the barrier. You gave your
+direction to no one but your postilion, yet I have your
+address, and in proof I am here the very instant you are
+going to sit at table. Ring, then, if you please, for a
+second knife, fork, and plate, and we will dine together."
+
+"Indeed!" replied Villefort, looking at his father with
+astonishment, "you really do seem very well informed."
+
+"Eh? the thing is simple enough. You who are in power have
+only the means that money produces -- we who are in
+expectation, have those which devotion prompts."
+
+"Devotion!" said Villefort, with a sneer.
+
+"Yes, devotion; for that is, I believe, the phrase for
+hopeful ambition."
+
+And Villefort's father extended his hand to the bell-rope,
+to summon the servant whom his son had not called. Villefort
+caught his arm.
+
+"Wait, my dear father," said the young man, "one word more."
+
+"Say on."
+
+"However stupid the royalist police may be, they do know one
+terrible thing."
+
+"What is that?"
+
+"The description of the man who, on the morning of the day
+when General Quesnel disappeared, presented himself at his
+house."
+
+"Oh, the admirable police have found that out, have they?
+And what may be that description?"
+
+"Dark complexion; hair, eyebrows, and whiskers, black; blue
+frock-coat, buttoned up to the chin; rosette of an officer
+of the Legion of Honor in his button-hole; a hat with wide
+brim, and a cane."
+
+"Ah, ha, that's it, is it?" said Noirtier; "and why, then,
+have they not laid hands on him?"
+
+"Because yesterday, or the day before, they lost sight of
+him at the corner of the Rue Coq-Heron."
+
+"Didn't I say that your police were good for nothing?"
+
+"Yes; but they may catch him yet."
+
+"True," said Noirtier, looking carelessly around him, "true,
+if this person were not on his guard, as he is;" and he
+added with a smile, "He will consequently make a few changes
+in his personal appearance." At these words he rose, and put
+off his frock-coat and cravat, went towards a table on which
+lay his son's toilet articles, lathered his face, took a
+razor, and, with a firm hand, cut off the compromising
+whiskers. Villefort watched him with alarm not devoid of
+admiration.
+
+His whiskers cut off, Noirtier gave another turn to his
+hair; took, instead of his black cravat, a colored
+neckerchief which lay at the top of an open portmanteau; put
+on, in lieu of his blue and high-buttoned frock-coat, a coat
+of Villefort's of dark brown, and cut away in front; tried
+on before the glass a narrow-brimmed hat of his son's, which
+appeared to fit him perfectly, and, leaving his cane in the
+corner where he had deposited it, he took up a small bamboo
+switch, cut the air with it once or twice, and walked about
+with that easy swagger which was one of his principal
+characteristics.
+
+"Well," he said, turning towards his wondering son, when
+this disguise was completed, "well, do you think your police
+will recognize me now."
+
+"No, father," stammered Villefort; "at least, I hope not."
+
+"And now, my dear boy," continued Noirtier, "I rely on your
+prudence to remove all the things which I leave in your
+care."
+
+"Oh, rely on me," said Villefort.
+
+"Yes, yes; and now I believe you are right, and that you
+have really saved my life; be assured I will return the
+favor hereafter." Villefort shook his head.
+
+"You are not convinced yet?"
+
+"I hope at least, that you may be mistaken."
+
+"Shall you see the king again?"
+
+"Perhaps."
+
+"Would you pass in his eyes for a prophet?"
+
+"Prophets of evil are not in favor at the court, father."
+
+"True, but some day they do them justice; and supposing a
+second restoration, you would then pass for a great man."
+
+"Well, what should I say to the king?"
+
+"Say this to him: `Sire, you are deceived as to the feeling
+in France, as to the opinions of the towns, and the
+prejudices of the army; he whom in Paris you call the
+Corsican ogre, who at Nevers is styled the usurper, is
+already saluted as Bonaparte at Lyons, and emperor at
+Grenoble. You think he is tracked, pursued, captured; he is
+advancing as rapidly as his own eagles. The soldiers you
+believe to be dying with hunger, worn out with fatigue,
+ready to desert, gather like atoms of snow about the rolling
+ball as it hastens onward. Sire, go, leave France to its
+real master, to him who acquired it, not by purchase, but by
+right of conquest; go, sire, not that you incur any risk,
+for your adversary is powerful enough to show you mercy, but
+because it would be humiliating for a grandson of Saint
+Louis to owe his life to the man of Arcola, Marengo,
+Austerlitz.' Tell him this, Gerard; or, rather, tell him
+nothing. Keep your journey a secret; do not boast of what
+you have come to Paris to do, or have done; return with all
+speed; enter Marseilles at night, and your house by the
+back-door, and there remain, quiet, submissive, secret, and,
+above all, inoffensive; for this time, I swear to you, we
+shall act like powerful men who know their enemies. Go, my
+son -- go, my dear Gerard, and by your obedience to my
+paternal orders, or, if you prefer it, friendly counsels, we
+will keep you in your place. This will be," added Noirtier,
+with a smile, "one means by which you may a second time save
+me, if the political balance should some day take another
+turn, and cast you aloft while hurling me down. Adieu, my
+dear Gerard, and at your next journey alight at my door."
+Noirtier left the room when he had finished, with the same
+calmness that had characterized him during the whole of this
+remarkable and trying conversation. Villefort, pale and
+agitated, ran to the window, put aside the curtain, and saw
+him pass, cool and collected, by two or three ill-looking
+men at the corner of the street, who were there, perhaps, to
+arrest a man with black whiskers, and a blue frock-coat, and
+hat with broad brim.
+
+Villefort stood watching, breathless, until his father had
+disappeared at the Rue Bussy. Then he turned to the various
+articles he had left behind him, put the black cravat and
+blue frock-coat at the bottom of the portmanteau, threw the
+hat into a dark closet, broke the cane into small bits and
+flung it in the fire, put on his travelling-cap, and calling
+his valet, checked with a look the thousand questions he was
+ready to ask, paid his bill, sprang into his carriage, which
+was ready, learned at Lyons that Bonaparte had entered
+Grenoble, and in the midst of the tumult which prevailed
+along the road, at length reached Marseilles, a prey to all
+the hopes and fears which enter into the heart of man with
+ambition and its first successes.
+
+
+
+Chapter 13
+The Hundred Days.
+
+M. Noirtier was a true prophet, and things progressed
+rapidly, as he had predicted. Every one knows the history of
+the famous return from Elba, a return which was
+unprecedented in the past, and will probably remain without
+a counterpart in the future.
+
+Louis XVIII. made but a faint attempt to parry this
+unexpected blow; the monarchy he had scarcely reconstructed
+tottered on its precarious foundation, and at a sign from
+the emperor the incongruous structure of ancient prejudices
+and new ideas fell to the ground. Villefort, therefore,
+gained nothing save the king's gratitude (which was rather
+likely to injure him at the present time) and the cross of
+the Legion of Honor, which he had the prudence not to wear,
+although M. de Blacas had duly forwarded the brevet.
+
+Napoleon would, doubtless, have deprived Villefort of his
+office had it not been for Noirtier, who was all powerful at
+court, and thus the Girondin of '93 and the Senator of 1806
+protected him who so lately had been his protector. All
+Villefort's influence barely enabled him to stifle the
+secret Dantes had so nearly divulged. The king's procureur
+alone was deprived of his office, being suspected of
+royalism.
+
+However, scarcely was the imperial power established -- that
+is, scarcely had the emperor re-entered the Tuileries and
+begun to issue orders from the closet into which we have
+introduced our readers, -- he found on the table there Louis
+XVIII.'s half-filled snuff-box, -- scarcely had this
+occurred when Marseilles began, in spite of the authorities,
+to rekindle the flames of civil war, always smouldering in
+the south, and it required but little to excite the populace
+to acts of far greater violence than the shouts and insults
+with which they assailed the royalists whenever they
+ventured abroad.
+
+Owing to this change, the worthy shipowner became at that
+moment -- we will not say all powerful, because Morrel was a
+prudent and rather a timid man, so much so, that many of the
+most zealous partisans of Bonaparte accused him of
+"moderation" -- but sufficiently influential to make a
+demand in favor of Dantes.
+
+Villefort retained his place, but his marriage was put off
+until a more favorable opportunity. If the emperor remained
+on the throne, Gerard required a different alliance to aid
+his career; if Louis XVIII. returned, the influence of M. de
+Saint-Meran, like his own, could be vastly increased, and
+the marriage be still more suitable. The deputy-procureur
+was, therefore, the first magistrate of Marseilles, when one
+morning his door opened, and M. Morrel was announced.
+
+Any one else would have hastened to receive him; but
+Villefort was a man of ability, and he knew this would be a
+sign of weakness. He made Morrel wait in the ante-chamber,
+although he had no one with him, for the simple reason that
+the king's procureur always makes every one wait, and after
+passing a quarter of an hour in reading the papers, he
+ordered M. Morrel to be admitted.
+
+Morrel expected Villefort would be dejected; he found him as
+he had found him six weeks before, calm, firm, and full of
+that glacial politeness, that most insurmountable barrier
+which separates the well-bred from the vulgar man.
+
+He had entered Villefort's office expecting that the
+magistrate would tremble at the sight of him; on the
+contrary, he felt a cold shudder all over him when he saw
+Villefort sitting there with his elbow on his desk, and his
+head leaning on his hand. He stopped at the door; Villefort
+gazed at him as if he had some difficulty in recognizing
+him; then, after a brief interval, during which the honest
+shipowner turned his hat in his hands, --
+
+"M. Morrel, I believe?" said Villefort.
+
+"Yes, sir."
+
+"Come nearer," said the magistrate, with a patronizing wave
+of the hand, "and tell me to what circumstance I owe the
+honor of this visit."
+
+"Do you not guess, monsieur?" asked Morrel.
+
+"Not in the least; but if I can serve you in any way I shall
+be delighted."
+
+"Everything depends on you."
+
+"Explain yourself, pray."
+
+"Monsieur," said Morrel, recovering his assurance as he
+proceeded, "do you recollect that a few days before the
+landing of his majesty the emperor, I came to intercede for
+a young man, the mate of my ship, who was accused of being
+concerned in correspondence with the Island of Elba? What
+was the other day a crime is to-day a title to favor. You
+then served Louis XVIII., and you did not show any favor --
+it was your duty; to-day you serve Napoleon, and you ought
+to protect him -- it is equally your duty; I come,
+therefore, to ask what has become of him?"
+
+Villefort by a strong effort sought to control himself.
+"What is his name?" said he. "Tell me his name."
+
+"Edmond Dantes."
+
+Villefort would probably have rather stood opposite the
+muzzle of a pistol at five-and-twenty paces than have heard
+this name spoken; but he did not blanch.
+
+"Dantes," repeated he, "Edmond Dantes."
+
+"Yes, monsieur." Villefort opened a large register, then
+went to a table, from the table turned to his registers, and
+then, turning to Morrel, --
+
+"Are you quite sure you are not mistaken, monsieur?" said
+he, in the most natural tone in the world.
+
+Had Morrel been a more quick-sighted man, or better versed
+in these matters, he would have been surprised at the king's
+procureur answering him on such a subject, instead of
+referring him to the governors of the prison or the prefect
+of the department. But Morrel, disappointed in his
+expectations of exciting fear, was conscious only of the
+other's condescension. Villefort had calculated rightly.
+
+"No," said Morrel; "I am not mistaken. I have known him for
+ten years, the last four of which he was in my service. Do
+not you recollect, I came about six weeks ago to plead for
+clemency, as I come to-day to plead for justice. You
+received me very coldly. Oh, the royalists were very severe
+with the Bonapartists in those days."
+
+"Monsieur," returned Villefort, "I was then a royalist,
+because I believed the Bourbons not only the heirs to the
+throne, but the chosen of the nation. The miraculous return
+of Napoleon has conquered me, the legitimate monarch is he
+who is loved by his people."
+
+"That's right!" cried Morrel. "I like to hear you speak
+thus, and I augur well for Edmond from it."
+
+"Wait a moment," said Villefort, turning over the leaves of
+a register; "I have it -- a sailor, who was about to marry a
+young Catalan girl. I recollect now; it was a very serious
+charge."
+
+"How so?"
+
+"You know that when he left here he was taken to the Palais
+de Justice."
+
+"Well?"
+
+"I made my report to the authorities at Paris, and a week
+after he was carried off."
+
+"Carried off!" said Morrel. "What can they have done with
+him?"
+
+"Oh, he has been taken to Fenestrelles, to Pignerol, or to
+the Sainte-Marguerite islands. Some fine morning he will
+return to take command of your vessel."
+
+"Come when he will, it shall be kept for him. But how is it
+he is not already returned? It seems to me the first care of
+government should be to set at liberty those who have
+suffered for their adherence to it."
+
+"Do not be too hasty, M. Morrel," replied Villefort. "The
+order of imprisonment came from high authority, and the
+order for his liberation must proceed from the same source;
+and, as Napoleon has scarcely been reinstated a fortnight,
+the letters have not yet been forwarded."
+
+"But," said Morrel, "is there no way of expediting all these
+formalities -- of releasing him from arrest?"
+
+"There has been no arrest."
+
+"How?"
+
+"It is sometimes essential to government to cause a man's
+disappearance without leaving any traces, so that no written
+forms or documents may defeat their wishes."
+
+"It might be so under the Bourbons, but at present" --
+
+"It has always been so, my dear Morrel, since the reign of
+Louis XIV. The emperor is more strict in prison discipline
+than even Louis himself, and the number of prisoners whose
+names are not on the register is incalculable." Had Morrel
+even any suspicions, so much kindness would have dispelled
+them.
+
+"Well, M. de Villefort, how would you advise me to act?"
+asked he.
+
+"Petition the minister."
+
+"Oh, I know what that is; the minister receives two hundred
+petitions every day, and does not read three."
+
+"That is true; but he will read a petition countersigned and
+presented by me."
+
+"And will you undertake to deliver it?"
+
+"With the greatest pleasure. Dantes was then guilty, and now
+he is innocent, and it is as much my duty to free him as it
+was to condemn him." Villefort thus forestalled any danger
+of an inquiry, which, however improbable it might be, if it
+did take place would leave him defenceless.
+
+"But how shall I address the minister?"
+
+"Sit down there," said Villefort, giving up his place to
+Morrel, "and write what I dictate."
+
+"Will you be so good?"
+
+"Certainly. But lose no time; we have lost too much
+already."
+
+"That is true. Only think what the poor fellow may even now
+be suffering." Villefort shuddered at the suggestion; but he
+had gone too far to draw back. Dantes must be crushed to
+gratify Villefort's ambition.
+
+Villefort dictated a petition, in which, from an excellent
+intention, no doubt, Dantes' patriotic services were
+exaggerated, and he was made out one of the most active
+agents of Napoleon's return. It was evident that at the
+sight of this document the minister would instantly release
+him. The petition finished, Villefort read it aloud.
+
+"That will do," said he; "leave the rest to me."
+
+"Will the petition go soon?"
+
+"To-day."
+
+"Countersigned by you?"
+
+"The best thing I can do will be to certify the truth of the
+contents of your petition." And, sitting down, Villefort
+wrote the certificate at the bottom.
+
+"What more is to be done?"
+
+"I will do whatever is necessary." This assurance delighted
+Morrel, who took leave of Villefort, and hastened to
+announce to old Dantes that he would soon see his son.
+
+As for Villefort, instead of sending to Paris, he carefully
+preserved the petition that so fearfully compromised Dantes,
+in the hopes of an event that seemed not unlikely, -- that
+is, a second restoration. Dantes remained a prisoner, and
+heard not the noise of the fall of Louis XVIII.'s throne, or
+the still more tragic destruction of the empire.
+
+Twice during the Hundred Days had Morrel renewed his demand,
+and twice had Villefort soothed him with promises. At last
+there was Waterloo, and Morrel came no more; he had done all
+that was in his power, and any fresh attempt would only
+compromise himself uselessly.
+
+Louis XVIII. remounted the throne; Villefort, to whom
+Marseilles had become filled with remorseful memories,
+sought and obtained the situation of king's procureur at
+Toulouse, and a fortnight afterwards he married Mademoiselle
+de Saint-Meran, whose father now stood higher at court than
+ever.
+
+And so Dantes, after the Hundred Days and after Waterloo,
+remained in his dungeon, forgotten of earth and heaven.
+Danglars comprehended the full extent of the wretched fate
+that overwhelmed Dantes; and, when Napoleon returned to
+France, he, after the manner of mediocre minds, termed the
+coincidence, "a decree of Providence." But when Napoleon
+returned to Paris, Danglars' heart failed him, and he lived
+in constant fear of Dantes' return on a mission of
+vengeance. He therefore informed M. Morrel of his wish to
+quit the sea, and obtained a recommendation from him to a
+Spanish merchant, into whose service he entered at the end
+of March, that is, ten or twelve days after Napoleon's
+return. He then left for Madrid, and was no more heard of.
+
+Fernand understood nothing except that Dantes was absent.
+What had become of him he cared not to inquire. Only, during
+the respite the absence of his rival afforded him, he
+reflected, partly on the means of deceiving Mercedes as to
+the cause of his absence, partly on plans of emigration and
+abduction, as from time to time he sat sad and motionless on
+the summit of Cape Pharo, at the spot from whence Marseilles
+and the Catalans are visible, watching for the apparition of
+a young and handsome man, who was for him also the messenger
+of vengeance. Fernand's mind was made up; he would shoot
+Dantes, and then kill himself. But Fernand was mistaken; a
+man of his disposition never kills himself, for he
+constantly hopes.
+
+During this time the empire made its last conscription, and
+every man in France capable of bearing arms rushed to obey
+the summons of the emperor. Fernand departed with the rest,
+bearing with him the terrible thought that while he was
+away, his rival would perhaps return and marry Mercedes. Had
+Fernand really meant to kill himself, he would have done so
+when he parted from Mercedes. His devotion, and the
+compassion he showed for her misfortunes, produced the
+effect they always produce on noble minds -- Mercedes had
+always had a sincere regard for Fernand, and this was now
+strengthened by gratitude.
+
+"My brother," said she as she placed his knapsack on his
+shoulders, "be careful of yourself, for if you are killed, I
+shall be alone in the world." These words carried a ray of
+hope into Fernand's heart. Should Dantes not return,
+Mercedes might one day be his.
+
+Mercedes was left alone face to face with the vast plain
+that had never seemed so barren, and the sea that had never
+seemed so vast. Bathed in tears she wandered about the
+Catalan village. Sometimes she stood mute and motionless as
+a statue, looking towards Marseilles, at other times gazing
+on the sea, and debating as to whether it were not better to
+cast herself into the abyss of the ocean, and thus end her
+woes. It was not want of courage that prevented her putting
+this resolution into execution; but her religious feelings
+came to her aid and saved her. Caderousse was, like Fernand,
+enrolled in the army, but, being married and eight years
+older, he was merely sent to the frontier. Old Dantes, who
+was only sustained by hope, lost all hope at Napoleon's
+downfall. Five months after he had been separated from his
+son, and almost at the hour of his arrest, he breathed his
+last in Mercedes' arms. M. Morrel paid the expenses of his
+funeral, and a few small debts the poor old man had
+contracted.
+
+There was more than benevolence in this action; there was
+courage; the south was aflame, and to assist, even on his
+death-bed, the father of so dangerous a Bonapartist as
+Dantes, was stigmatized as a crime.
+
+
+
+Chapter 14
+The Two Prisoners.
+
+A year after Louis XVIII.'s restoration, a visit was made by
+the inspector-general of prisons. Dantes in his cell heard
+the noise of preparation, -- sounds that at the depth where
+he lay would have been inaudible to any but the ear of a
+prisoner, who could hear the plash of the drop of water that
+every hour fell from the roof of his dungeon. He guessed
+something uncommon was passing among the living; but he had
+so long ceased to have any intercourse with the world, that
+he looked upon himself as dead.
+
+The inspector visited, one after another, the cells and
+dungeons of several of the prisoners, whose good behavior or
+stupidity recommended them to the clemency of the
+government. He inquired how they were fed, and if they had
+any request to make. The universal response was, that the
+fare was detestable, and that they wanted to be set free.
+
+The inspector asked if they had anything else to ask for.
+They shook their heads. What could they desire beyond their
+liberty? The inspector turned smilingly to the governor.
+
+"I do not know what reason government can assign for these
+useless visits; when you see one prisoner, you see all, --
+always the same thing, -- ill fed and innocent. Are there
+any others?"
+
+"Yes; the dangerous and mad prisoners are in the dungeons."
+
+"Let us visit them," said the inspector with an air of
+fatigue. "We must play the farce to the end. Let us see the
+dungeons."
+
+"Let us first send for two soldiers," said the governor.
+"The prisoners sometimes, through mere uneasiness of life,
+and in order to be sentenced to death, commit acts of
+useless violence, and you might fall a victim."
+
+"Take all needful precautions," replied the inspector.
+
+Two soldiers were accordingly sent for, and the inspector
+descended a stairway, so foul, so humid, so dark, as to be
+loathsome to sight, smell, and respiration.
+
+"Oh," cried the inspector, "who can live here?"
+
+"A most dangerous conspirator, a man we are ordered to keep
+the most strict watch over, as he is daring and resolute."
+
+"He is alone?"
+
+"Certainly."
+
+"How long his he been there?"
+
+"Nearly a year."
+
+"Was he placed here when he first arrived?"
+
+"No; not until he attempted to kill the turnkey, who took
+his food to him."
+
+"To kill the turnkey?"
+
+"Yes, the very one who is lighting us. Is it not true,
+Antoine?" asked the governor.
+
+"True enough; he wanted to kill me!" returned the turnkey.
+
+"He must be mad," said the inspector.
+
+"He is worse than that, -- he is a devil!" returned the
+turnkey.
+
+"Shall I complain of him?" demanded the inspector.
+
+"Oh, no; it is useless. Besides, he is almost mad now, and
+in another year he will be quite so."
+
+"So much the better for him, -- he will suffer less," said
+the inspector. He was, as this remark shows, a man full of
+philanthropy, and in every way fit for his office.
+
+"You are right, sir," replied the governor; "and this remark
+proves that you have deeply considered the subject. Now we
+have in a dungeon about twenty feet distant, and to which
+you descend by another stair, an abbe, formerly leader of a
+party in Italy, who has been here since 1811, and in 1813 he
+went mad, and the change is astonishing. He used to weep, he
+now laughs; he grew thin, he now grows fat. You had better
+see him, for his madness is amusing."
+
+"I will see them both," returned the inspector; "I must
+conscientiously perform my duty." This was the inspector's
+first visit; he wished to display his authority.
+
+"Let us visit this one first," added he.
+
+"By all means," replied the governor, and he signed to the
+turnkey to open the door. At the sound of the key turning in
+the lock, and the creaking of the hinges, Dantes, who was
+crouched in a corner of the dungeon, whence he could see the
+ray of light that came through a narrow iron grating above,
+raised his head. Seeing a stranger, escorted by two turnkeys
+holding torches and accompanied by two soldiers, and to whom
+the governor spoke bareheaded, Dantes, who guessed the
+truth, and that the moment to address himself to the
+superior authorities was come, sprang forward with clasped
+hands.
+
+The soldiers interposed their bayonets, for they thought
+that he was about to attack the inspector, and the latter
+recoiled two or three steps. Dantes saw that he was looked
+upon as dangerous. Then, infusing all the humility he
+possessed into his eyes and voice, he addressed the
+inspector, and sought to inspire him with pity.
+
+The inspector listened attentively; then, turning to the
+governor, observed, "He will become religious -- he is
+already more gentle; he is afraid, and retreated before the
+bayonets -- madmen are not afraid of anything; I made some
+curious observations on this at Charenton." Then, turning to
+the prisoner, "What is it you want?" said he.
+
+"I want to know what crime I have committed -- to be tried;
+and if I am guilty, to be shot; if innocent, to be set at
+liberty."
+
+"Are you well fed?" said the inspector.
+
+"I believe so; I don't know; it's of no consequence. What
+matters really, not only to me, but to officers of justice
+and the king, is that an innocent man should languish in
+prison, the victim of an infamous denunciation, to die here
+cursing his executioners."
+
+"You are very humble to-day," remarked the governor; "you
+are not so always; the other day, for instance, when you
+tried to kill the turnkey."
+
+"It is true, sir, and I beg his pardon, for he his always
+been very good to me, but I was mad."
+
+"And you are not so any longer?"
+
+"No; captivity his subdued me -- I have been here so long."
+
+"So long? -- when were you arrested, then?" asked the
+inspector.
+
+"The 28th of February, 1815, at half-past two in the
+afternoon."
+
+"To-day is the 30th of July, 1816, -- why it is but
+seventeen months."
+
+"Only seventeen months," replied Dantes. "Oh, you do not
+know what is seventeen months in prison! -- seventeen ages
+rather, especially to a man who, like me, had arrived at the
+summit of his ambition -- to a man, who, like me, was on the
+point of marrying a woman he adored, who saw an honorable
+career opened before him, and who loses all in an instant --
+who sees his prospects destroyed, and is ignorant of the
+fate of his affianced wife, and whether his aged father be
+still living! Seventeen months captivity to a sailor
+accustomed to the boundless ocean, is a worse punishment
+than human crime ever merited. Have pity on me, then, and
+ask for me, not intelligence, but a trial; not pardon, but a
+verdict -- a trial, sir, I ask only for a trial; that,
+surely, cannot be denied to one who is accused!"
+
+"We shall see," said the inspector; then, turning to the
+governor, "On my word, the poor devil touches me. You must
+show me the proofs against him."
+
+"Certainly; but you will find terrible charges."
+
+"Monsieur," continued Dantes, "I know it is not in your
+power to release me; but you can plead for me -- you can
+have me tried -- and that is all I ask. Let me know my
+crime, and the reason why I was condemned. Uncertainty is
+worse than all."
+
+"Go on with the lights," said the inspector.
+
+"Monsieur," cried Dantes, "I can tell by your voice you are
+touched with pity; tell me at least to hope."
+
+"I cannot tell you that," replied the inspector; "I can only
+promise to examine into your case."
+
+"Oh, I am free -- then I am saved!"
+
+"Who arrested you?"
+
+"M. Villefort. See him, and hear what he says."
+
+"M. Villefort is no longer at Marseilles; he is now at
+Toulouse."
+
+"I am no longer surprised at my detention," murmured Dantes,
+"since my only protector is removed."
+
+"Had M. de Villefort any cause of personal dislike to you?"
+
+"None; on the contrary, he was very kind to me."
+
+"I can, then, rely on the notes he has left concerning you?"
+
+"Entirely."
+
+"That is well; wait patiently, then." Dantes fell on his
+knees, and prayed earnestly. The door closed; but this time
+a fresh inmate was left with Dantes -- hope.
+
+"Will you see the register at once," asked the governor, "or
+proceed to the other cell?"
+
+"Let us visit them all," said the inspector. "If I once went
+up those stairs. I should never have the courage to come
+down again."
+
+"Ah, this one is not like the other, and his madness is less
+affecting than this one's display of reason."
+
+"What is his folly?"
+
+"He fancies he possesses an immense treasure. The first year
+he offered government a million of francs for his release;
+the second, two; the third, three; and so on progressively.
+He is now in his fifth year of captivity; he will ask to
+speak to you in private, and offer you five millions."
+
+"How curious! -- what is his name?"
+
+"The Abbe Faria."
+
+"No. 27," said the inspector.
+
+"It is here; unlock the door, Antoine." The turnkey obeyed,
+and the inspector gazed curiously into the chamber of the
+"mad abbe."
+
+In the centre of the cell, in a circle traced with a
+fragment of plaster detached from the wall, sat a man whose
+tattered garments scarcely covered him. He was drawing in
+this circle geometrical lines, and seemed as much absorbed
+in his problem as Archimedes was when the soldier of
+Marcellus slew him.
+
+He did not move at the sound of the door, and continued his
+calculations until the flash of the torches lighted up with
+an unwonted glare the sombre walls of his cell; then,
+raising his head, he perceived with astonishment the number
+of persons present. He hastily seized the coverlet of his
+bed, and wrapped it round him.
+
+"What is it you want?" said the inspector.
+
+"I, monsieur," replied the abbe with an air of surprise --
+"I want nothing."
+
+"You do not understand," continued the inspector; "I am sent
+here by government to visit the prison, and hear the
+requests of the prisoners."
+
+"Oh, that is different," cried the abbe; "and we shall
+understand each other, I hope."
+
+"There, now," whispered the governor, "it is just as I told
+you."
+
+"Monsieur," continued the prisoner, "I am the Abbe Faria,
+born at Rome. I was for twenty years Cardinal Spada's
+secretary; I was arrested, why, I know not, toward the
+beginning of the year 1811; since then I have demanded my
+liberty from the Italian and French government."
+
+"Why from the French government?"
+
+"Because I was arrested at Piombino, and I presume that,
+like Milan and Florence, Piombino has become the capital of
+some French department."
+
+"Ah," said the inspector, "you have not the latest news from
+Italy?"
+
+"My information dates from the day on which I was arrested,"
+returned the Abbe Faria; "and as the emperor had created the
+kingdom of Rome for his infant son, I presume that he has
+realized the dream of Machiavelli and Caesar Borgia, which
+was to make Italy a united kingdom."
+
+"Monsieur," returned the inspector, "providence has changed
+this gigantic plan you advocate so warmly."
+
+"It is the only means of rendering Italy strong, happy, and
+independent."
+
+"Very possibly; only I am not come to discuss politics, but
+to inquire if you have anything to ask or to complain of."
+
+"The food is the same as in other prisons, -- that is, very
+bad; the lodging is very unhealthful, but, on the whole,
+passable for a dungeon; but it is not that which I wish to
+speak of, but a secret I have to reveal of the greatest
+importance."
+
+"We are coming to the point," whispered the governor.
+
+"It is for that reason I am delighted to see you," continued
+the abbe, "although you have disturbed me in a most
+important calculation, which, if it succeeded, would
+possibly change Newton's system. Could you allow me a few
+words in private."
+
+"What did I tell you?" said the governor.
+
+"You knew him," returned the inspector with a smile.
+
+"What you ask is impossible, monsieur," continued he,
+addressing Faria.
+
+"But," said the abbe, "I would speak to you of a large sum,
+amounting to five millions."
+
+"The very sum you named," whispered the inspector in his
+turn.
+
+"However," continued Faria, seeing that the inspector was
+about to depart, "it is not absolutely necessary for us to
+be alone; the governor can be present."
+
+"Unfortunately," said the governor, "I know beforehand what
+you are about to say; it concerns your treasures, does it
+not?" Faria fixed his eyes on him with an expression that
+would have convinced any one else of his sanity.
+
+"Of course," said he; "of what else should I speak?"
+
+"Mr. Inspector," continued the governor, "I can tell you the
+story as well as he, for it has been dinned in my ears for
+the last four or five years."
+
+"That proves," returned the abbe, "that you are like those
+of Holy Writ, who having ears hear not, and having eyes see
+not."
+
+"My dear sir, the government is rich and does not want your
+treasures," replied the inspector; "keep them until you are
+liberated." The abbe's eyes glistened; he seized the
+inspector's hand.
+
+"But what if I am not liberated," cried he, "and am detained
+here until my death? this treasure will be lost. Had not
+government better profit by it? I will offer six millions,
+and I will content myself with the rest, if they will only
+give me my liberty."
+
+"On my word," said the inspector in a low tone, "had I not
+been told beforehand that this man was mad, I should believe
+what he says."
+
+"I am not mad," replied Faria, with that acuteness of
+hearing peculiar to prisoners. "The treasure I speak of
+really exists, and I offer to sign an agreement with you, in
+which I promise to lead you to the spot where you shall dig;
+and if I deceive you, bring me here again, -- I ask no
+more."
+
+The governor laughed. "Is the spot far from here?"
+
+"A hundred leagues."
+
+"It is not ill-planned," said the governor. "If all the
+prisoners took it into their heads to travel a hundred
+leagues, and their guardians consented to accompany them,
+they would have a capital chance of escaping."
+
+"The scheme is well known," said the inspector; "and the
+abbe's plan has not even the merit of originality."
+
+Then turning to Faria -- "I inquired if you are well fed?"
+said he.
+
+"Swear to me," replied Faria, "to free me if what I tell you
+prove true, and I will stay here while you go to the spot."
+
+"Are you well fed?" repeated the inspector.
+
+"Monsieur, you run no risk, for, as I told you, I will stay
+here; so there is no chance of my escaping."
+
+"You do not reply to my question," replied the inspector
+impatiently.
+
+"Nor you to mine," cried the abbe. "You will not accept my
+gold; I will keep it for myself. You refuse me my liberty;
+God will give it me." And the abbe, casting away his
+coverlet, resumed his place, and continued his calculations.
+
+"What is he doing there?" said the inspector.
+
+"Counting his treasures," replied the governor.
+
+Faria replied to this sarcasm with a glance of profound
+contempt. They went out. The turnkey closed the door behind
+them.
+
+"He was wealthy once, perhaps?" said the inspector.
+
+"Or dreamed he was, and awoke mad."
+
+"After all," said the inspector, "if he had been rich, he
+would not have been here." So the matter ended for the Abbe
+Faria. He remained in his cell, and this visit only
+increased the belief in his insanity.
+
+Caligula or Nero, those treasure-seekers, those desirers of
+the impossible, would have accorded to the poor wretch, in
+exchange for his wealth, the liberty he so earnestly prayed
+for. But the kings of modern times, restrained by the limits
+of mere probability, have neither courage nor desire. They
+fear the ear that hears their orders, and the eye that
+scrutinizes their actions. Formerly they believed themselves
+sprung from Jupiter, and shielded by their birth; but
+nowadays they are not inviolable.
+
+It has always been against the policy of despotic
+governments to suffer the victims of their persecutions to
+reappear. As the Inquisition rarely allowed its victims to
+be seen with their limbs distorted and their flesh lacerated
+by torture, so madness is always concealed in its cell, from
+whence, should it depart, it is conveyed to some gloomy
+hospital, where the doctor has no thought for man or mind in
+the mutilated being the jailer delivers to him. The very
+madness of the Abbe Faria, gone mad in prison, condemned him
+to perpetual captivity.
+
+The inspector kept his word with Dantes; he examined the
+register, and found the following note concerning him: --
+
+Edmond Dantes:
+
+Violent Bonapartist; took an active part in the return from
+Elba.
+
+The greatest watchfulness and care to be exercised.
+
+This note was in a different hand from the rest, which
+showed that it had been added since his confinement. The
+inspector could not contend against this accusation; he
+simply wrote, -- "Nothing to be done."
+
+This visit had infused new vigor into Dantes; he had, till
+then, forgotten the date; but now, with a fragment of
+plaster, he wrote the date, 30th July, 1816, and made a mark
+every day, in order not to lose his reckoning again. Days
+and weeks passed away, then months -- Dantes still waited;
+he at first expected to be freed in a fortnight. This
+fortnight expired, he decided that the inspector would do
+nothing until his return to Paris, and that he would not
+reach there until his circuit was finished, he therefore
+fixed three months; three months passed away, then six more.
+Finally ten months and a half had gone by and no favorable
+change had taken place, and Dantes began to fancy the
+inspector's visit but a dream, an illusion of the brain.
+
+At the expiration of a year the governor was transferred; he
+had obtained charge of the fortress at Ham. He took with him
+several of his subordinates, and amongst them Dantes'
+jailer. A new governor arrived; it would have been too
+tedious to acquire the names of the prisoners; he learned
+their numbers instead. This horrible place contained fifty
+cells; their inhabitants were designated by the numbers of
+their cell, and the unhappy young man was no longer called
+Edmond Dantes -- he was now number 34.
+
+
+
+Chapter 15
+Number 34 and Number 27.
+
+Dantes passed through all the stages of torture natural to
+prisoners in suspense. He was sustained at first by that
+pride of conscious innocence which is the sequence to hope;
+then he began to doubt his own innocence, which justified in
+some measure the governor's belief in his mental alienation;
+and then, relaxing his sentiment of pride, he addressed his
+supplications, not to God, but to man. God is always the
+last resource. Unfortunates, who ought to begin with God, do
+not have any hope in him till they have exhausted all other
+means of deliverance.
+
+Dantes asked to be removed from his present dungeon into
+another; for a change, however disadvantageous, was still a
+change, and would afford him some amusement. He entreated to
+be allowed to walk about, to have fresh air, books, and
+writing materials. His requests were not granted, but he
+went on asking all the same. He accustomed himself to
+speaking to the new jailer, although the latter was, if
+possible, more taciturn than the old one; but still, to
+speak to a man, even though mute, was something. Dantes
+spoke for the sake of hearing his own voice; he had tried to
+speak when alone, but the sound of his voice terrified him.
+Often, before his captivity, Dantes, mind had revolted at
+the idea of assemblages of prisoners, made up of thieves,
+vagabonds, and murderers. He now wished to be amongst them,
+in order to see some other face besides that of his jailer;
+he sighed for the galleys, with the infamous costume, the
+chain, and the brand on the shoulder. The galley-slaves
+breathed the fresh air of heaven, and saw each other. They
+were very happy. He besought the jailer one day to let him
+have a companion, were it even the mad abbe.
+
+The jailer, though rough and hardened by the constant sight
+of so much suffering, was yet a man. At the bottom of his
+heart he had often had a feeling of pity for this unhappy
+young man who suffered so; and he laid the request of number
+34 before the governor; but the latter sapiently imagined
+that Dantes wished to conspire or attempt an escape, and
+refused his request. Dantes had exhausted all human
+resources, and he then turned to God.
+
+All the pious ideas that had been so long forgotten,
+returned; he recollected the prayers his mother had taught
+him, and discovered a new meaning in every word; for in
+prosperity prayers seem but a mere medley of words, until
+misfortune comes and the unhappy sufferer first understands
+the meaning of the sublime language in which he invokes the
+pity of heaven! He prayed, and prayed aloud, no longer
+terrified at the sound of his own voice, for he fell into a
+sort of ecstasy. He laid every action of his life before the
+Almighty, proposed tasks to accomplish, and at the end of
+every prayer introduced the entreaty oftener addressed to
+man than to God: "Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive
+them that trespass against us." Yet in spite of his earnest
+prayers, Dantes remained a prisoner.
+
+Then gloom settled heavily upon him. Dantes was a man of
+great simplicity of thought, and without education; he could
+not, therefore, in the solitude of his dungeon, traverse in
+mental vision the history of the ages, bring to life the
+nations that had perished, and rebuild the ancient cities so
+vast and stupendous in the light of the imagination, and
+that pass before the eye glowing with celestial colors in
+Martin's Babylonian pictures. He could not do this, he whose
+past life was so short, whose present so melancholy, and his
+future so doubtful. Nineteen years of light to reflect upon
+in eternal darkness! No distraction could come to his aid;
+his energetic spirit, that would have exalted in thus
+revisiting the past, was imprisoned like an eagle in a cage.
+He clung to one idea -- that of his happiness, destroyed,
+without apparent cause, by an unheard-of fatality; he
+considered and reconsidered this idea, devoured it (so to
+speak), as the implacable Ugolino devours the skull of
+Archbishop Roger in the Inferno of Dante.
+
+Rage supplanted religious fervor. Dantes uttered blasphemies
+that made his jailer recoil with horror, dashed himself
+furiously against the walls of his prison, wreaked his anger
+upon everything, and chiefly upon himself, so that the least
+thing, -- a grain of sand, a straw, or a breath of air that
+annoyed him, led to paroxysms of fury. Then the letter that
+Villefort had showed to him recurred to his mind, and every
+line gleamed forth in fiery letters on the wall like the
+mene tekel upharsin of Belshazzar. He told himself that it
+was the enmity of man, and not the vengeance of heaven, that
+had thus plunged him into the deepest misery. He consigned
+his unknown persecutors to the most horrible tortures he
+could imagine, and found them all insufficient, because
+after torture came death, and after death, if not repose, at
+least the boon of unconsciousness.
+
+By dint of constantly dwelling on the idea that tranquillity
+was death, and if punishment were the end in view other
+tortures than death must be invented, he began to reflect on
+suicide. Unhappy he, who, on the brink of misfortune, broods
+over ideas like these!
+
+Before him is a dead sea that stretches in azure calm before
+the eye; but he who unwarily ventures within its embrace
+finds himself struggling with a monster that would drag him
+down to perdition. Once thus ensnared, unless the protecting
+hand of God snatch him thence, all is over, and his
+struggles but tend to hasten his destruction. This state of
+mental anguish is, however, less terrible than the
+sufferings that precede or the punishment that possibly will
+follow. There is a sort of consolation at the contemplation
+of the yawning abyss, at the bottom of which lie darkness
+and obscurity.
+
+Edmond found some solace in these ideas. All his sorrows,
+all his sufferings, with their train of gloomy spectres,
+fled from his cell when the angel of death seemed about to
+enter. Dantes reviewed his past life with composure, and,
+looking forward with terror to his future existence, chose
+that middle line that seemed to afford him a refuge.
+
+"Sometimes," said he, "in my voyages, when I was a man and
+commanded other men, I have seen the heavens overcast, the
+sea rage and foam, the storm arise, and, like a monstrous
+bird, beating the two horizons with its wings. Then I felt
+that my vessel was a vain refuge, that trembled and shook
+before the tempest. Soon the fury of the waves and the sight
+of the sharp rocks announced the approach of death, and
+death then terrified me, and I used all my skill and
+intelligence as a man and a sailor to struggle against the
+wrath of God. But I did so because I was happy, because I
+had not courted death, because to be cast upon a bed of
+rocks and seaweed seemed terrible, because I was unwilling
+that I, a creature made for the service of God, should serve
+for food to the gulls and ravens. But now it is different; I
+have lost all that bound me to life, death smiles and
+invites me to repose; I die after my own manner, I die
+exhausted and broken-spirited, as I fall asleep when I have
+paced three thousand times round my cell."
+
+No sooner had this idea taken possession of him than he
+became more composed, arranged his couch to the best of his
+power, ate little and slept less, and found existence almost
+supportable, because he felt that he could throw it off at
+pleasure, like a worn-out garment. Two methods of
+self-destruction were at his disposal. He could hang himself
+with his handkerchief to the window bars, or refuse food and
+die of starvation. But the first was repugnant to him.
+Dantes had always entertained the greatest horror of
+pirates, who are hung up to the yard-arm; he would not die
+by what seemed an infamous death. He resolved to adopt the
+second, and began that day to carry out his resolve. Nearly
+four years had passed away; at the end of the second he had
+ceased to mark the lapse of time.
+
+Dantes said, "I wish to die," and had chosen the manner of
+his death, and fearful of changing his mind, he had taken an
+oath to die. "When my morning and evening meals are
+brought," thought he, "I will cast them out of the window,
+and they will think that I have eaten them."
+
+He kept his word; twice a day he cast out, through the
+barred aperture, the provisions his jailer brought him -- at
+first gayly, then with deliberation, and at last with
+regret. Nothing but the recollection of his oath gave him
+strength to proceed. Hunger made viands once repugnant, now
+acceptable; he held the plate in his hand for an hour at a
+time, and gazed thoughtfully at the morsel of bad meat, of
+tainted fish, of black and mouldy bread. It was the last
+yearning for life contending with the resolution of despair;
+then his dungeon seemed less sombre, his prospects less
+desperate. He was still young -- he was only four or five
+and twenty -- he had nearly fifty years to live. What
+unforseen events might not open his prison door, and restore
+him to liberty? Then he raised to his lips the repast that,
+like a voluntary Tantalus, he refused himself; but he
+thought of his oath, and he would not break it. He persisted
+until, at last, he had not sufficient strength to rise and
+cast his supper out of the loophole. The next morning he
+could not see or hear; the jailer feared he was dangerously
+ill. Edmond hoped he was dying.
+
+Thus the day passed away. Edmond felt a sort of stupor
+creeping over him which brought with it a feeling almost of
+content; the gnawing pain at his stomach had ceased; his
+thirst had abated; when he closed his eyes he saw myriads of
+lights dancing before them like the will-o'-the-wisps that
+play about the marshes. It was the twilight of that
+mysterious country called Death!
+
+Suddenly, about nine o'clock in the evening, Edmond heard a
+hollow sound in the wall against which he was lying.
+
+So many loathsome animals inhabited the prison, that their
+noise did not, in general, awake him; but whether abstinence
+had quickened his faculties, or whether the noise was really
+louder than usual, Edmond raised his head and listened. It
+was a continual scratching, as if made by a huge claw, a
+powerful tooth, or some iron instrument attacking the
+stones.
+
+Although weakened, the young man's brain instantly responded
+to the idea that haunts all prisoners -- liberty! It seemed
+to him that heaven had at length taken pity on him, and had
+sent this noise to warn him on the very brink of the abyss.
+Perhaps one of those beloved ones he had so often thought of
+was thinking of him, and striving to diminish the distance
+that separated them.
+
+No, no, doubtless he was deceived, and it was but one of
+those dreams that forerun death!
+
+Edmond still heard the sound. It lasted nearly three hours;
+he then heard a noise of something falling, and all was
+silent.
+
+Some hours afterwards it began again, nearer and more
+distinct. Edmond was intensely interested. Suddenly the
+jailer entered.
+
+For a week since he had resolved to die, and during the four
+days that he had been carrying out his purpose, Edmond had
+not spoken to the attendant, had not answered him when he
+inquired what was the matter with him, and turned his face
+to the wall when he looked too curiously at him; but now the
+jailer might hear the noise and put an end to it, and so
+destroy a ray of something like hope that soothed his last
+moments.
+
+The jailer brought him his breakfast. Dantes raised himself
+up and began to talk about everything; about the bad quality
+of the food, about the coldness of his dungeon, grumbling
+and complaining, in order to have an excuse for speaking
+louder, and wearying the patience of his jailer, who out of
+kindness of heart had brought broth and white bread for his
+prisoner.
+
+Fortunately, he fancied that Dantes was delirious; and
+placing the food on the rickety table, he withdrew. Edmond
+listened, and the sound became more and more distinct.
+
+"There can be no doubt about it," thought he; "it is some
+prisoner who is striving to obtain his freedom. Oh, if I
+were only there to help him!" Suddenly another idea took
+possession of his mind, so used to misfortune, that it was
+scarcely capable of hope -- the idea that the noise was made
+by workmen the governor had ordered to repair the
+neighboring dungeon.
+
+It was easy to ascertain this; but how could he risk the
+question? It was easy to call his jailer's attention to the
+noise, and watch his countenance as he listened; but might
+he not by this means destroy hopes far more important than
+the short-lived satisfaction of his own curiosity?
+Unfortunately, Edmond's brain was still so feeble that he
+could not bend his thoughts to anything in particular.
+
+He saw but one means of restoring lucidity and clearness to
+his judgment. He turned his eyes towards the soup which the
+jailer had brought, rose, staggered towards it, raised the
+vessel to his lips, and drank off the contents with a
+feeling of indescribable pleasure. He had often heard that
+shipwrecked persons had died through having eagerly devoured
+too much food. Edmond replaced on the table the bread he was
+about to devour, and returned to his couch -- he did not
+wish to die. He soon felt that his ideas became again
+collected -- he could think, and strengthen his thoughts by
+reasoning. Then he said to himself, "I must put this to the
+test, but without compromising anybody. If it is a workman,
+I need but knock against the wall, and he will cease to
+work, in order to find out who is knocking, and why he does
+so; but as his occupation is sanctioned by the governor, he
+will soon resume it. If, on the contrary, it is a prisoner,
+the noise I make will alarm him, he will cease, and not
+begin again until he thinks every one is asleep."
+
+Edmond rose again, but this time his legs did not tremble,
+and his sight was clear; he went to a corner of his dungeon,
+detached a stone, and with it knocked against the wall where
+the sound came. He struck thrice. At the first blow the
+sound ceased, as if by magic.
+
+Edmond listened intently; an hour passed, two hours passed,
+and no sound was heard from the wall -- all was silent
+there.
+
+Full of hope, Edmond swallowed a few mouthfuls of bread and
+water, and, thanks to the vigor of his constitution, found
+himself well-nigh recovered.
+
+The day passed away in utter silence -- night came without
+recurrence of the noise.
+
+"It is a prisoner," said Edmond joyfully. The night passed
+in perfect silence. Edmond did not close his eyes.
+
+In the morning the jailer brought him fresh provisions -- he
+had already devoured those of the previous day; he ate these
+listening anxiously for the sound, walking round and round
+his cell, shaking the iron bars of the loophole, restoring
+vigor and agility to his limbs by exercise, and so preparing
+himself for his future destiny. At intervals he listened to
+learn if the noise had not begun again, and grew impatient
+at the prudence of the prisoner, who did not guess he had
+been disturbed by a captive as anxious for liberty as
+himself.
+
+Three days passed -- seventy-two long tedious hours which he
+counted off by minutes!
+
+At length one evening, as the jailer was visiting him for
+the last time that night, Dantes, with his ear for the
+hundredth time at the wall, fancied he heard an almost
+imperceptible movement among the stones. He moved away,
+walked up and down his cell to collect his thoughts, and
+then went back and listened.
+
+The matter was no longer doubtful. Something was at work on
+the other side of the wall; the prisoner had discovered the
+danger, and had substituted a lever for a chisel.
+
+Encouraged by this discovery, Edmond determined to assist
+the indefatigable laborer. He began by moving his bed, and
+looked around for anything with which he could pierce the
+wall, penetrate the moist cement, and displace a stone.
+
+He saw nothing, he had no knife or sharp instrument, the
+window grating was of iron, but he had too often assured
+himself of its solidity. All his furniture consisted of a
+bed, a chair, a table, a pail, and a jug. The bed had iron
+clamps, but they were screwed to the wood, and it would have
+required a screw-driver to take them off. The table and
+chair had nothing, the pail had once possessed a handle, but
+that had been removed.
+
+Dantes had but one resource, which was to break the jug, and
+with one of the sharp fragments attack the wall. He let the
+jug fall on the floor, and it broke in pieces.
+
+Dantes concealed two or three of the sharpest fragments in
+his bed, leaving the rest on the floor. The breaking of his
+jug was too natural an accident to excite suspicion. Edmond
+had all the night to work in, but in the darkness he could
+not do much, and he soon felt that he was working against
+something very hard; he pushed back his bed, and waited for
+day.
+
+All night he heard the subterranean workman, who continued
+to mine his way. Day came, the jailer entered. Dantes told
+him that the jug had fallen from his hands while he was
+drinking, and the jailer went grumblingly to fetch another,
+without giving himself the trouble to remove the fragments
+of the broken one. He returned speedily, advised the
+prisoner to be more careful, and departed.
+
+Dantes heard joyfully the key grate in the lock; he listened
+until the sound of steps died away, and then, hastily
+displacing his bed, saw by the faint light that penetrated
+into his cell, that he had labored uselessly the previous
+evening in attacking the stone instead of removing the
+plaster that surrounded it.
+
+The damp had rendered it friable, and Dantes was able to
+break it off -- in small morsels, it is true, but at the end
+of half an hour he had scraped off a handful; a
+mathematician might have calculated that in two years,
+supposing that the rock was not encountered, a passage
+twenty feet long and two feet broad, might be formed.
+
+The prisoner reproached himself with not having thus
+employed the hours he had passed in vain hopes, prayer, and
+despondency. During the six years that he had been
+imprisoned, what might he not have accomplished?
+
+In three days he had succeeded, with the utmost precaution,
+in removing the cement, and exposing the stone-work. The
+wall was built of rough stones, among which, to give
+strength to the structure, blocks of hewn stone were at
+intervals imbedded. It was one of these he had uncovered,
+and which he must remove from its socket.
+
+Dantes strove to do this with his nails, but they were too
+weak. The fragments of the jug broke, and after an hour of
+useless toil, he paused.
+
+Was he to be thus stopped at the beginning, and was he to
+wait inactive until his fellow workman had completed his
+task? Suddenly an idea occurred to him -- he smiled, and the
+perspiration dried on his forehead.
+
+The jailer always brought Dantes' soup in an iron saucepan;
+this saucepan contained soup for both prisoners, for Dantes
+had noticed that it was either quite full, or half empty,
+according as the turnkey gave it to him or to his companion
+first.
+
+The handle of this saucepan was of iron; Dantes would have
+given ten years of his life in exchange for it.
+
+The jailer was accustomed to pour the contents of the
+saucepan into Dantes' plate, and Dantes, after eating his
+soup with a wooden spoon, washed the plate, which thus
+served for every day. Now when evening came Dantes put his
+plate on the ground near the door; the jailer, as he
+entered, stepped on it and broke it.
+
+This time he could not blame Dantes. He was wrong to leave
+it there, but the jailer was wrong not to have looked before
+him.
+
+The jailer, therefore, only grumbled. Then he looked about
+for something to pour the soup into; Dantes' entire dinner
+service consisted of one plate -- there was no alternative.
+
+"Leave the saucepan," said Dantes; "you can take it away
+when you bring me my breakfast." This advice was to the
+jailer's taste, as it spared him the necessity of making
+another trip. He left the saucepan.
+
+Dantes was beside himself with joy. He rapidly devoured his
+food, and after waiting an hour, lest the jailer should
+change his mind and return, he removed his bed, took the
+handle of the saucepan, inserted the point between the hewn
+stone and rough stones of the wall, and employed it as a
+lever. A slight oscillation showed Dantes that all went
+well. At the end of an hour the stone was extricated from
+the wall, leaving a cavity a foot and a half in diameter.
+
+Dantes carefully collected the plaster, carried it into the
+corner of his cell, and covered it with earth. Then, wishing
+to make the best use of his time while he had the means of
+labor, he continued to work without ceasing. At the dawn of
+day he replaced the stone, pushed his bed against the wall,
+and lay down. The breakfast consisted of a piece of bread;
+the jailer entered and placed the bread on the table.
+
+"Well, don't you intend to bring me another plate?" said
+Dantes.
+
+"No," replied the turnkey; "you destroy everything. First
+you break your jug, then you make me break your plate; if
+all the prisoners followed your example, the government
+would be ruined. I shall leave you the saucepan, and pour
+your soup into that. So for the future I hope you will not
+be so destructive."
+
+Dantes raised his eyes to heaven and clasped his hands
+beneath the coverlet. He felt more gratitude for the
+possession of this piece of iron than he had ever felt for
+anything. He had noticed, however, that the prisoner on the
+other side had ceased to labor; no matter, this was a
+greater reason for proceeding -- if his neighbor would not
+come to him, he would go to his neighbor. All day he toiled
+on untiringly, and by the evening he had succeeded in
+extracting ten handfuls of plaster and fragments of stone.
+When the hour for his jailer's visit arrived, Dantes
+straightened the handle of the saucepan as well as he could,
+and placed it in its accustomed place. The turnkey poured
+his ration of soup into it, together with the fish -- for
+thrice a week the prisoners were deprived of meat. This
+would have been a method of reckoning time, had not Dantes
+long ceased to do so. Having poured out the soup, the
+turnkey retired. Dantes wished to ascertain whether his
+neighbor had really ceased to work. He listened -- all was
+silent, as it had been for the last three days. Dantes
+sighed; it was evident that his neighbor distrusted him.
+However, he toiled on all the night without being
+discouraged; but after two or three hours he encountered an
+obstacle. The iron made no impression, but met with a smooth
+surface; Dantes touched it, and found that it was a beam.
+This beam crossed, or rather blocked up, the hole Dantes had
+made; it was necessary, therefore, to dig above or under it.
+The unhappy young man had not thought of this. "O my God, my
+God!" murmured he, "I have so earnestly prayed to you, that
+I hoped my prayers had been heard. After having deprived me
+of my liberty, after having deprived me of death, after
+having recalled me to existence, my God, have pity on me,
+and do not let me die in despair!"
+
+"Who talks of God and despair at the same time?" said a
+voice that seemed to come from beneath the earth, and,
+deadened by the distance, sounded hollow and sepulchral in
+the young man's ears. Edmond's hair stood on end, and he
+rose to his knees.
+
+"Ah," said he, "I hear a human voice." Edmond had not heard
+any one speak save his jailer for four or five years; and a
+jailer is no man to a prisoner -- he is a living door, a
+barrier of flesh and blood adding strength to restraints of
+oak and iron.
+
+"In the name of heaven," cried Dantes, "speak again, though
+the sound of your voice terrifies me. Who are you?"
+
+"Who are you?" said the voice.
+
+"An unhappy prisoner," replied Dantes, who made no
+hesitation in answering.
+
+"Of what country?"
+
+"A Frenchman."
+
+"Your name?"
+
+"Edmond Dantes."
+
+"Your profession?"
+
+"A sailor."
+
+"How long have you been here?"
+
+"Since the 28th of February, 1815."
+
+"Your crime?"
+
+"I am innocent."
+
+"But of what are you accused?"
+
+"Of having conspired to aid the emperor's return."
+
+"What! For the emperor's return? -- the emperor is no longer
+on the throne, then?"
+
+"He abdicated at Fontainebleau in 1814, and was sent to the
+Island of Elba. But how long have you been here that you are
+ignorant of all this?"
+
+"Since 1811."
+
+Dantes shuddered; this man had been four years longer than
+himself in prison.
+
+"Do not dig any more," said the voice; "only tell me how
+high up is your excavation?"
+
+"On a level with the floor."
+
+"How is it concealed?"
+
+"Behind my bed."
+
+"Has your bed been moved since you have been a prisoner?"
+
+"No."
+
+"What does your chamber open on?"
+
+"A corridor."
+
+"And the corridor?"
+
+"On a court."
+
+"Alas!" murmured the voice.
+
+"Oh, what is the matter?" cried Dantes.
+
+"I have made a mistake owing to an error in my plans. I took
+the wrong angle, and have come out fifteen feet from where I
+intended. I took the wall you are mining for the outer wall
+of the fortress."
+
+"But then you would be close to the sea?"
+
+"That is what I hoped."
+
+"And supposing you had succeeded?"
+
+"I should have thrown myself into the sea, gained one of the
+islands near here -- the Isle de Daume or the Isle de
+Tiboulen -- and then I should have been safe."
+
+"Could you have swum so far?"
+
+"Heaven would have given me strength; but now all is lost."
+
+"All?"
+
+"Yes; stop up your excavation carefully, do not work any
+more, and wait until you hear from me."
+
+"Tell me, at least, who you are?"
+
+"I am -- I am No. 27."
+
+"You mistrust me, then," said Dantes. Edmond fancied he
+heard a bitter laugh resounding from the depths.
+
+"Oh, I am a Christian," cried Dantes, guessing instinctively
+that this man meant to abandon him. "I swear to you by him
+who died for us that naught shall induce me to breathe one
+syllable to my jailers; but I conjure you do not abandon me.
+If you do, I swear to you, for I have got to the end of my
+strength, that I will dash my brains out against the wall,
+and you will have my death to reproach yourself with."
+
+"How old are you? Your voice is that of a young man."
+
+"I do not know my age, for I have not counted the years I
+have been here. All I do know is, that I was just nineteen
+when I was arrested, the 28th of February, 1815."
+
+"Not quite twenty-six!" murmured the voice; "at that age he
+cannot be a traitor."
+
+"Oh, no, no," cried Dantes. "I swear to you again, rather
+than betray you, I would allow myself to be hacked in
+pieces!"
+
+"You have done well to speak to me, and ask for my
+assistance, for I was about to form another plan, and leave
+you; but your age reassures me. I will not forget you.
+Wait."
+
+"How long?"
+
+"I must calculate our chances; I will give you the signal."
+
+"But you will not leave me; you will come to me, or you will
+let me come to you. We will escape, and if we cannot escape
+we will talk; you of those whom you love, and I of those
+whom I love. You must love somebody?"
+
+"No, I am alone in the world."
+
+"Then you will love me. If you are young, I will be your
+comrade; if you are old, I will be your son. I have a father
+who is seventy if he yet lives; I only love him and a young
+girl called Mercedes. My father has not yet forgotten me, I
+am sure, but God alone knows if she loves me still; I shall
+love you as I loved my father."
+
+"It is well," returned the voice; "to-morrow."
+
+These few words were uttered with an accent that left no
+doubt of his sincerity; Dantes rose, dispersed the fragments
+with the same precaution as before, and pushed his bed back
+against the wall. He then gave himself up to his happiness.
+He would no longer be alone. He was, perhaps, about to
+regain his liberty; at the worst, he would have a companion,
+and captivity that is shared is but half captivity. Plaints
+made in common are almost prayers, and prayers where two or
+three are gathered together invoke the mercy of heaven.
+
+All day Dantes walked up and down his cell. He sat down
+occasionally on his bed, pressing his hand on his heart. At
+the slightest noise he bounded towards the door. Once or
+twice the thought crossed his mind that he might be
+separated from this unknown, whom he loved already; and then
+his mind was made up -- when the jailer moved his bed and
+stooped to examine the opening, he would kill him with his
+water jug. He would be condemned to die, but he was about to
+die of grief and despair when this miraculous noise recalled
+him to life.
+
+The jailer came in the evening. Dantes was on his bed. It
+seemed to him that thus he better guarded the unfinished
+opening. Doubtless there was a strange expression in his
+eyes, for the jailer said, "Come, are you going mad again?"
+
+Dantes did not answer; he feared that the emotion of his
+voice would betray him. The jailer went away shaking his
+head. Night came; Dantes hoped that his neighbor would
+profit by the silence to address him, but he was mistaken.
+The next morning, however, just as he removed his bed from
+the wall, he heard three knocks; he threw himself on his
+knees.
+
+"Is it you?" said he; "I am here."
+
+"Is your jailer gone?"
+
+"Yes," said Dantes; "he will not return until the evening;
+so that we have twelve hours before us."
+
+"I can work, then?" said the voice.
+
+"Oh, yes, yes; this instant, I entreat you."
+
+In a moment that part of the floor on which Dantes was
+resting his two hands, as he knelt with his head in the
+opening, suddenly gave way; he drew back smartly, while a
+mass of stones and earth disappeared in a hole that opened
+beneath the aperture he himself had formed. Then from the
+bottom of this passage, the depth of which it was impossible
+to measure, he saw appear, first the head, then the
+shoulders, and lastly the body of a man, who sprang lightly
+into his cell.
+
+
+
+Chapter 16
+A Learned Italian.
+
+Seizing in his arms the friend so long and ardently desired,
+Dantes almost carried him towards the window, in order to
+obtain a better view of his features by the aid of the
+imperfect light that struggled through the grating.
+
+He was a man of small stature, with hair blanched rather by
+suffering and sorrow than by age. He had a deep-set,
+penetrating eye, almost buried beneath the thick gray
+eyebrow, and a long (and still black) beard reaching down to
+his breast. His thin face, deeply furrowed by care, and the
+bold outline of his strongly marked features, betokened a
+man more accustomed to exercise his mental faculties than
+his physical strength. Large drops of perspiration were now
+standing on his brow, while the garments that hung about him
+were so ragged that one could only guess at the pattern upon
+which they had originally been fashioned.
+
+The stranger might have numbered sixty or sixty-five years;
+but a certain briskness and appearance of vigor in his
+movements made it probable that he was aged more from
+captivity than the course of time. He received the
+enthusiastic greeting of his young acquaintance with evident
+pleasure, as though his chilled affections were rekindled
+and invigorated by his contact with one so warm and ardent.
+He thanked him with grateful cordiality for his kindly
+welcome, although he must at that moment have been suffering
+bitterly to find another dungeon where he had fondly
+reckoned on discovering a means of regaining his liberty.
+
+"Let us first see," said he, "whether it is possible to
+remove the traces of my entrance here -- our future
+tranquillity depends upon our jailers being entirely
+ignorant of it." Advancing to the opening, he stooped and
+raised the stone easily in spite of its weight; then,
+fitting it into its place, he said, --
+
+"You removed this stone very carelessly; but I suppose you
+had no tools to aid you."
+
+"Why," exclaimed Dantes, with astonishment, "do you possess
+any?"
+
+"I made myself some; and with the exception of a file, I
+have all that are necessary, -- a chisel, pincers, and
+lever."
+
+"Oh, how I should like to see these products of your
+industry and patience."
+
+"Well, in the first place, here is my chisel." So saying, he
+displayed a sharp strong blade, with a handle made of
+beechwood.
+
+"And with what did you contrive to make that?" inquired
+Dantes.
+
+"With one of the clamps of my bedstead; and this very tool
+has sufficed me to hollow out the road by which I came
+hither, a distance of about fifty feet."
+
+"Fifty feet!" responded Dantes, almost terrified.
+
+"Do not speak so loud, young man -- don't speak so loud. It
+frequently occurs in a state prison like this, that persons
+are stationed outside the doors of the cells purposely to
+overhear the conversation of the prisoners."
+
+"But they believe I am shut up alone here."
+
+"That makes no difference."
+
+"And you say that you dug your way a distance of fifty feet
+to get here?"
+
+"I do; that is about the distance that separates your
+chamber from mine; only, unfortunately, I did not curve
+aright; for want of the necessary geometrical instruments to
+calculate my scale of proportion, instead of taking an
+ellipsis of forty feet, I made it fifty. I expected, as I
+told you, to reach the outer wall, pierce through it, and
+throw myself into the sea; I have, however, kept along the
+corridor on which your chamber opens, instead of going
+beneath it. My labor is all in vain, for I find that the
+corridor looks into a courtyard filled with soldiers."
+
+"That's true," said Dantes; "but the corridor you speak of
+only bounds one side of my cell; there are three others --
+do you know anything of their situation?"
+
+"This one is built against the solid rock, and it would take
+ten experienced miners, duly furnished with the requisite
+tools, as many years to perforate it. This adjoins the lower
+part of the governor's apartments, and were we to work our
+way through, we should only get into some lock-up cellars,
+where we must necessarily be recaptured. The fourth and last
+side of your cell faces on -- faces on -- stop a minute, now
+where does it face?"
+
+The wall of which he spoke was the one in which was fixed
+the loophole by which light was admitted to the chamber.
+This loophole, which gradually diminished in size as it
+approached the outside, to an opening through which a child
+could not have passed, was, for better security, furnished
+with three iron bars, so as to quiet all apprehensions even
+in the mind of the most suspicious jailer as to the
+possibility of a prisoner's escape. As the stranger asked
+the question, he dragged the table beneath the window.
+
+"Climb up," said he to Dantes. The young man obeyed, mounted
+on the table, and, divining the wishes of his companion,
+placed his back securely against the wall and held out both
+hands. The stranger, whom as yet Dantes knew only by the
+number of his cell, sprang up with an agility by no means to
+be expected in a person of his years, and, light and steady
+on his feet as a cat or a lizard, climbed from the table to
+the outstretched hands of Dantes, and from them to his
+shoulders; then, bending double, for the ceiling of the
+dungeon prevented him from holding himself erect, he managed
+to slip his head between the upper bars of the window, so as
+to be able to command a perfect view from top to bottom.
+
+An instant afterwards he hastily drew back his head, saying,
+"I thought so!" and sliding from the shoulders of Dantes as
+dextrously as he had ascended, he nimbly leaped from the
+table to the ground.
+
+"What was it that you thought?" asked the young man
+anxiously, in his turn descending from the table.
+
+The elder prisoner pondered the matter. "Yes," said he at
+length, "it is so. This side of your chamber looks out upon
+a kind of open gallery, where patrols are continually
+passing, and sentries keep watch day and night."
+
+"Are you quite sure of that?"
+
+"Certain. I saw the soldier's shape and the top of his
+musket; that made me draw in my head so quickly, for I was
+fearful he might also see me."
+
+"Well?" inquired Dantes.
+
+"You perceive then the utter impossibility of escaping
+through your dungeon?"
+
+"Then," pursued the young man eagerly --
+
+"Then," answered the elder prisoner, "the will of God be
+done!" and as the old man slowly pronounced those words, an
+air of profound resignation spread itself over his careworn
+countenance. Dantes gazed on the man who could thus
+philosophically resign hopes so long and ardently nourished
+with an astonishment mingled with admiration.
+
+"Tell me, I entreat of you, who and what you are?" said he
+at length; "never have I met with so remarkable a person as
+yourself."
+
+"Willingly," answered the stranger; "if, indeed, you feel
+any curiosity respecting one, now, alas, powerless to aid
+you in any way."
+
+"Say not so; you can console and support me by the strength
+of your own powerful mind. Pray let me know who you really
+are?"
+
+The stranger smiled a melancholy smile. "Then listen," said
+he. "l am the Abbe Faria, and have been imprisoned as you
+know in this Chateau d'If since the year 1811; previously to
+which I had been confined for three years in the fortress of
+Fenestrelle. In the year 1811 I was transferred to Piedmont
+in France. It was at this period I learned that the destiny
+which seemed subservient to every wish formed by Napoleon,
+had bestowed on him a son, named king of Rome even in his
+cradle. I was very far then from expecting the change you
+have just informed me of; namely, that four years
+afterwards, this colossus of power would be overthrown. Then
+who reigns in France at this moment -- Napoleon II.?"
+
+"No, Louis XVIII."
+
+"The brother of Louis XVII.! How inscrutable are the ways of
+providence -- for what great and mysterious purpose has it
+pleased heaven to abase the man once so elevated, and raise
+up him who was so abased?"
+
+Dantes, whole attention was riveted on a man who could thus
+forget his own misfortunes while occupying himself with the
+destinies of others.
+
+"Yes, yes," continued he, "'Twill be the same as it was in
+England. After Charles I., Cromwell; after Cromwell, Charles
+II., and then James II., and then some son-in-law or
+relation, some Prince of Orange, a stadtholder who becomes a
+king. Then new concessions to the people, then a
+constitution, then liberty. Ah, my friend!" said the abbe,
+turning towards Dantes, and surveying him with the kindling
+gaze of a prophet, "you are young, you will see all this
+come to pass."
+
+"Probably, if ever I get out of prison!"
+
+"True," replied Faria, "we are prisoners; but I forget this
+sometimes, and there are even moments when my mental vision
+transports me beyond these walls, and I fancy myself at
+liberty."
+
+"But wherefore are you here?"
+
+"Because in 1807 I dreamed of the very plan Napoleon tried
+to realize in 1811; because, like Machiavelli, I desired to
+alter the political face of Italy, and instead of allowing
+it to be split up into a quantity of petty principalities,
+each held by some weak or tyrannical ruler, I sought to form
+one large, compact, and powerful empire; and, lastly,
+because I fancied I had found my Caesar Borgia in a crowned
+simpleton, who feigned to enter into my views only to betray
+me. It was the plan of Alexander VI. and Clement VII., but
+it will never succeed now, for they attempted it
+fruitlessly, and Napoleon was unable to complete his work.
+Italy seems fated to misfortune." And the old man bowed his
+head.
+
+Dantes could not understand a man risking his life for such
+matters. Napoleon certainly he knew something of, inasmuch
+as he had seen and spoken with him; but of Clement VII. and
+Alexander VI. he knew nothing.
+
+"Are you not," he asked, "the priest who here in the Chateau
+d'If is generally thought to be -- ill?"
+
+"Mad, you mean, don't you?"
+
+"I did not like to say so," answered Dantes, smiling.
+
+"Well, then," resumed Faria with a bitter smile, "let me
+answer your question in full, by acknowledging that I am the
+poor mad prisoner of the Chateau d'If, for many years
+permitted to amuse the different visitors with what is said
+to be my insanity; and, in all probability, I should be
+promoted to the honor of making sport for the children, if
+such innocent beings could be found in an abode devoted like
+this to suffering and despair."
+
+Dantes remained for a short time mute and motionless; at
+length he said, -- "Then you abandon all hope of escape?"
+
+"I perceive its utter impossibility; and I consider it
+impious to attempt that which the Almighty evidently does
+not approve."
+
+"Nay, be not discouraged. Would it not be expecting too much
+to hope to succeed at your first attempt? Why not try to
+find an opening in another direction from that which has so
+unfortunately failed?"
+
+"Alas, it shows how little notion you can have of all it has
+cost me to effect a purpose so unexpectedly frustrated, that
+you talk of beginning over again. In the first place, I was
+four years making the tools I possess, and have been two
+years scraping and digging out earth, hard as granite
+itself; then what toil and fatigue has it not been to remove
+huge stones I should once have deemed impossible to loosen.
+Whole days have I passed in these Titanic efforts,
+considering my labor well repaid if, by night-time I had
+contrived to carry away a square inch of this hard-bound
+cement, changed by ages into a substance unyielding as the
+stones themselves; then to conceal the mass of earth and
+rubbish I dug up, I was compelled to break through a
+staircase, and throw the fruits of my labor into the hollow
+part of it; but the well is now so completely choked up,
+that I scarcely think it would be possible to add another
+handful of dust without leading to discovery. Consider also
+that I fully believed I had accomplished the end and aim of
+my undertaking, for which I had so exactly husbanded my
+strength as to make it just hold out to the termination of
+my enterprise; and now, at the moment when I reckoned upon
+success, my hopes are forever dashed from me. No, I repeat
+again, that nothing shall induce me to renew attempts
+evidently at variance with the Almighty's pleasure."
+
+Dantes held down his head, that the other might not see how
+joy at the thought of having a companion outweighed the
+sympathy he felt for the failure of the abbe's plans.
+
+The abbe sank upon Edmond's bed. while Edmond himself
+remained standing. Escape had never once occurred to him.
+There are, indeed, some things which appear so impossible
+that the mind does not dwell on them for an instant. To
+undermine the ground for fifty feet -- to devote three years
+to a labor which, if successful, would conduct you to a
+precipice overhanging the sea -- to plunge into the waves
+from the height of fifty, sixty, perhaps a hundred feet, at
+the risk of being dashed to pieces against the rocks, should
+you have been fortunate enough to have escaped the fire of
+the sentinels; and even, supposing all these perils past,
+then to have to swim for your life a distance of at least
+three miles ere you could reach the shore -- were
+difficulties so startling and formidable that Dantes had
+never even dreamed of such a scheme, resigning himself
+rather to death. But the sight of an old man clinging to
+life with so desperate a courage, gave a fresh turn to his
+ideas, and inspired him with new courage. Another, older and
+less strong than he, had attempted what he had not had
+sufficient resolution to undertake, and had failed only
+because of an error in calculation. This same person, with
+almost incredible patience and perseverance, had contrived
+to provide himself with tools requisite for so unparalleled
+an attempt. Another had done all this; why, then, was it
+impossible to Dantes? Faria had dug his way through fifty
+feet, Dantes would dig a hundred; Faria, at the age of
+fifty, had devoted three years to the task; he, who was but
+half as old, would sacrifice six; Faria, a priest and
+savant, had not shrunk from the idea of risking his life by
+trying to swim a distance of three miles to one of the
+islands -- Daume, Rattonneau, or Lemaire; should a hardy
+sailer, an experienced diver, like himself, shrink from a
+similar task; should he, who had so often for mere
+amusement's sake plunged to the bottom of the sea to fetch
+up the bright coral branch, hesitate to entertain the same
+project? He could do it in an hour, and how many times had
+he, for pure pastime, continued in the water for more than
+twice as long! At once Dantes resolved to follow the brave
+example of his energetic companion, and to remember that
+what has once been done may be done again.
+
+After continuing some time in profound meditation, the young
+man suddenly exclaimed, "I have found what you were in
+search of!"
+
+Faria started: "Have you, indeed?" cried he, raising his
+head with quick anxiety; "pray, let me know what it is you
+have discovered?"
+
+"The corridor through which you have bored your way from the
+cell you occupy here, extends in the same direction as the
+outer gallery, does it not?"
+
+"It does."
+
+"And is not above fifteen feet from it?"
+
+"About that."
+
+"Well, then, I will tell you what we must do. We must pierce
+through the corridor by forming a side opening about the
+middle, as it were the top part of a cross. This time you
+will lay your plans more accurately; we shall get out into
+the gallery you have described; kill the sentinel who guards
+it, and make our escape. All we require to insure success is
+courage, and that you possess, and strength, which I am not
+deficient in; as for patience, you have abundantly proved
+yours -- you shall now see me prove mine."
+
+"One instant, my dear friend," replied the abbe; "it is
+clear you do not understand the nature of the courage with
+which I am endowed, and what use I intend making of my
+strength. As for patience, I consider that I have abundantly
+exercised that in beginning every morning the task of the
+night before, and every night renewing the task of the day.
+But then, young man (and I pray of you to give me your full
+attention), then I thought I could not be doing anything
+displeasing to the Almighty in trying to set an innocent
+being at liberty -- one who had committed no offence, and
+merited not condemnation."
+
+"And have your notions changed?" asked Dantes with much
+surprise; "do you think yourself more guilty in making the
+attempt since you have encountered me?"
+
+"No; neither do I wish to incur guilt. Hitherto I have
+fancied myself merely waging war against circumstances, not
+men. I have thought it no sin to bore through a wall, or
+destroy a staircase; but I cannot so easily persuade myself
+to pierce a heart or take away a life." A slight movement of
+surprise escaped Dantes.
+
+"Is it possible," said he, "that where your liberty is at
+stake you can allow any such scruple to deter you from
+obtaining it?"
+
+"Tell me," replied Faria, "what has hindered you from
+knocking down your jailer with a piece of wood torn from
+your bedstead, dressing yourself in his clothes, and
+endeavoring to escape?"
+
+"Simply the fact that the idea never occurred to me,"
+answered Dantes.
+
+"Because," said the old man, "the natural repugnance to the
+commission of such a crime prevented you from thinking of
+it; and so it ever is because in simple and allowable things
+our natural instincts keep us from deviating from the strict
+line of duty. The tiger, whose nature teaches him to delight
+in shedding blood, needs but the sense of smell to show him
+when his prey is within his reach, and by following this
+instinct he is enabled to measure the leap necessary to
+permit him to spring on his victim; but man, on the
+contrary, loathes the idea of blood -- it is not alone that
+the laws of social life inspire him with a shrinking dread
+of taking life; his natural construction and physiological
+formation" --
+
+Dantes was confused and silent at this explanation of the
+thoughts which had unconsciously been working in his mind,
+or rather soul; for there are two distinct sorts of ideas,
+those that proceed from the head and those that emanate from
+the heart.
+
+"Since my imprisonment," said Faria, "I have thought over
+all the most celebrated cases of escape on record. They have
+rarely been successful. Those that have been crowned with
+full success have been long meditated upon, and carefully
+arranged; such, for instance, as the escape of the Duc de
+Beaufort from the Chateau de Vincennes, that of the Abbe
+Dubuquoi from For l'Eveque; of Latude from the Bastille.
+Then there are those for which chance sometimes affords
+opportunity, and those are the best of all. Let us,
+therefore, wait patiently for some favorable moment, and
+when it presents itself, profit by it."
+
+"Ah," said Dantes, "you might well endure the tedious delay;
+you were constantly employed in the task you set yourself,
+and when weary with toil, you had your hopes to refresh and
+encourage you."
+
+"I assure you," replied the old man, "I did not turn to that
+source for recreation or support."
+
+"What did you do then?"
+
+"I wrote or studied."
+
+"Were you then permitted the use of pens, ink, and paper?"
+
+"Oh, no," answered the abbe; "I had none but what I made for
+myself."
+
+"You made paper, pens and ink?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+Dantes gazed with admiration, but he had some difficulty in
+believing. Faria saw this.
+
+"When you pay me a visit in my cell, my young friend," said
+he, "I will show you an entire work, the fruits of the
+thoughts and reflections of my whole life; many of them
+meditated over in the shades of the Coloseum at Rome, at the
+foot of St. Mark's column at Venice, and on the borders of
+the Arno at Florence, little imagining at the time that they
+would be arranged in order within the walls of the Chateau
+d'If. The work I speak of is called `A Treatise on the
+Possibility of a General Monarchy in Italy,' and will make
+one large quarto volume."
+
+"And on what have you written all this?"
+
+"On two of my shirts. I invented a preparation that makes
+linen as smooth and as easy to write on as parchment."
+
+"You are, then, a chemist?"
+
+"Somewhat; I know Lavoisier, and was the intimate friend of
+Cabanis."
+
+"But for such a work you must have needed books -- had you
+any?"
+
+"I had nearly five thousand volumes in my library at Rome;
+but after reading them over many times, I found out that
+with one hundred and fifty well-chosen books a man
+possesses, if not a complete summary of all human knowledge,
+at least all that a man need really know. I devoted three
+years of my life to reading and studying these one hundred
+and fifty volumes, till I knew them nearly by heart; so that
+since I have been in prison, a very slight effort of memory
+has enabled me to recall their contents as readily as though
+the pages were open before me. I could recite you the whole
+of Thucydides, Xenophon, Plutarch, Titus Livius, Tacitus,
+Strada, Jornandes, Dante, Montaigne, Shakspeare, Spinoza,
+Machiavelli, and Bossuet. I name only the most important."
+
+"You are, doubtless, acquainted with a variety of languages,
+so as to have been able to read all these?"
+
+"Yes, I speak five of the modern tongues -- that is to say,
+German, French, Italian, English, and Spanish; by the aid of
+ancient Greek I learned modern Greek -- I don't speak it so
+well as I could wish, but I am still trying to improve
+myself."
+
+"Improve yourself!" repeated Dantes; "why, how can you
+manage to do so?"
+
+"Why, I made a vocabulary of the words I knew; turned,
+returned, and arranged them, so as to enable me to express
+my thoughts through their medium. I know nearly one thousand
+words, which is all that is absolutely necessary, although I
+believe there are nearly one hundred thousand in the
+dictionaries. I cannot hope to be very fluent, but I
+certainly should have no difficulty in explaining my wants
+and wishes; and that would be quite as much as I should ever
+require."
+
+Stronger grew the wonder of Dantes, who almost fancied he
+had to do with one gifted with supernatural powers; still
+hoping to find some imperfection which might bring him down
+to a level with human beings, he added, "Then if you were
+not furnished with pens, how did you manage to write the
+work you speak of?"
+
+"I made myself some excellent ones, which would be
+universally preferred to all others if once known. You are
+aware what huge whitings are served to us on maigre days.
+Well, I selected the cartilages of the heads of these
+fishes, and you can scarcely imagine the delight with which
+I welcomed the arrival of each Wednesday, Friday, and
+Saturday, as affording me the means of increasing my stock
+of pens; for I will freely confess that my historical labors
+have been my greatest solace and relief. While retracing the
+past, I forget the present; and traversing at will the path
+of history I cease to remember that I am myself a prisoner."
+
+"But the ink," said Dantes; "of what did you make your ink?"
+
+"There was formerly a fireplace in my dungeon," replied
+Faria, "but it was closed up long ere I became an occupant
+of this prison. Still, it must have been many years in use,
+for it was thickly covered with a coating of soot; this soot
+I dissolved in a portion of the wine brought to me every
+Sunday, and I assure you a better ink cannot be desired. For
+very important notes, for which closer attention is
+required, I pricked one of my fingers, and wrote with my own
+blood."
+
+"And when," asked Dantes, "may I see all this?"
+
+"Whenever you please," replied the abbe.
+
+"Oh, then let it be directly!" exclaimed the young man.
+
+"Follow me, then," said the abbe, as he re-entered the
+subterranean passage, in which he soon disappeared, followed
+by Dantes.
+
+
+
+Chapter 17
+The Abbe's Chamber.
+
+After having passed with tolerable ease through the
+subterranean passage, which, however, did not admit of their
+holding themselves erect, the two friends reached the
+further end of the corridor, into which the abbe's cell
+opened; from that point the passage became much narrower,
+and barely permitted one to creep through on hands and
+knees. The floor of the abbe's cell was paved, and it had
+been by raising one of the stones in the most obscure corner
+that Faria had to been able to commence the laborious task
+of which Dantes had witnessed the completion.
+
+As he entered the chamber of his friend, Dantes cast around
+one eager and searching glance in quest of the expected
+marvels, but nothing more than common met his view.
+
+"It is well," said the abbe; "we have some hours before us
+-- it is now just a quarter past twelve o'clock."
+Instinctively Dantes turned round to observe by what watch
+or clock the abbe had been able so accurately to specify the
+hour.
+
+"Look at this ray of light which enters by my window," said
+the abbe, "and then observe the lines traced on the wall.
+Well, by means of these lines, which are in accordance with
+the double motion of the earth, and the ellipse it describes
+round the sun, I am enabled to ascertain the precise hour
+with more minuteness than if I possessed a watch; for that
+might be broken or deranged in its movements, while the sun
+and earth never vary in their appointed paths."
+
+This last explanation was wholly lost upon Dantes, who had
+always imagined, from seeing the sun rise from behind the
+mountains and set in the Mediterranean, that it moved, and
+not the earth. A double movement of the globe he inhabited,
+and of which he could feel nothing, appeared to him
+perfectly impossible. Each word that fell from his
+companion's lips seemed fraught with the mysteries of
+science, as worthy of digging out as the gold and diamonds
+in the mines of Guzerat and Golconda, which he could just
+recollect having visited during a voyage made in his
+earliest youth.
+
+"Come," said he to the abbe, "I am anxious to see your
+treasures."
+
+The abbe smiled, and, proceeding to the disused fireplace,
+raised, by the help of his chisel, a long stone, which had
+doubtless been the hearth, beneath which was a cavity of
+considerable depth, serving as a safe depository of the
+articles mentioned to Dantes.
+
+"What do you wish to see first?" asked the abbe.
+
+"Oh, your great work on the monarchy of Italy!"
+
+Faria then drew forth from his hiding-place three or four
+rolls of linen, laid one over the other, like folds of
+papyrus. These rolls consisted of slips of cloth about four
+inches wide and eighteen long; they were all carefully
+numbered and closely covered with writing, so legible that
+Dantes could easily read it, as well as make out the sense
+-- it being in Italian, a language he, as a Provencal,
+perfectly understood.
+
+"There," said he, "there is the work complete. I wrote the
+word finis at the end of the sixty-eighth strip about a week
+ago. I have torn up two of my shirts, and as many
+handkerchiefs as I was master of, to complete the precious
+pages. Should I ever get out of prison and find in all Italy
+a printer courageous enough to publish what I have composed,
+my literary reputation is forever secured."
+
+"I see," answered Dantes. "Now let me behold the curious
+pens with which you have written your work."
+
+"Look!" said Faria, showing to the young man a slender stick
+about six inches long, and much resembling the size of the
+handle of a fine painting-brush, to the end of which was
+tied, by a piece of thread, one of those cartilages of which
+the abbe had before spoken to Dantes; it was pointed, and
+divided at the nib like an ordinary pen. Dantes examined it
+with intense admiration, then looked around to see the
+instrument with which it had been shaped so correctly into
+form.
+
+"Ah, yes," said Faria; "the penknife. That's my masterpiece.
+I made it, as well as this larger knife, out of an old iron
+candlestick." The penknife was sharp and keen as a razor; as
+for the other knife, it would serve a double purpose, and
+with it one could cut and thrust.
+
+Dantes examined the various articles shown to him with the
+same attention that he had bestowed on the curiosities and
+strange tools exhibited in the shops at Marseilles as the
+works of the savages in the South Seas from whence they had
+been brought by the different trading vessels.
+
+"As for the ink," said Faria, "I told you how I managed to
+obtain that -- and I only just make it from time to time, as
+I require it."
+
+"One thing still puzzles me," observed Dantes, "and that is
+how you managed to do all this by daylight?"
+
+"I worked at night also," replied Faria.
+
+"Night! -- why, for heaven's sake, are your eyes like cats',
+that you can see to work in the dark?"
+
+"Indeed they are not; but God his supplied man with the
+intelligence that enables him to overcome the limitations of
+natural conditions. I furnished myself with a light."
+
+"You did? Pray tell me how."
+
+"l separated the fat from the meat served to me, melted it,
+and so made oil -- here is my lamp." So saying, the abbe
+exhibited a sort of torch very similar to those used in
+public illuminations.
+
+"But light?"
+
+"Here are two flints and a piece of burnt linen."
+
+"And matches?"
+
+"I pretended that I had a disorder of the skin, and asked
+for a little sulphur, which was readily supplied." Dantes
+laid the different things he had been looking at on the
+table, and stood with his head drooping on his breast, as
+though overwhelmed by the perseverance and strength of
+Faria's mind.
+
+"You have not seen all yet," continued Faria, "for I did not
+think it wise to trust all my treasures in the same
+hiding-place. Let us shut this one up." They put the stone
+back in its place; the abbe sprinkled a little dust over it
+to conceal the traces of its having been removed, rubbed his
+foot well on it to make it assume the same appearance as the
+other, and then, going towards his bed, he removed it from
+the spot it stood in. Behind the head of the bed, and
+concealed by a stone fitting in so closely as to defy all
+suspicion, was a hollow space, and in this space a ladder of
+cords between twenty-five and thirty feet in length. Dantes
+closely and eagerly examined it; he found it firm, solid,
+and compact enough to bear any weight.
+
+"Who supplied you with the materials for making this
+wonderful work?"
+
+"I tore up several of my shirts, and ripped out the seams in
+the sheets of my bed, during my three years' imprisonment at
+Fenestrelle; and when I was removed to the Chateau d'If, I
+managed to bring the ravellings with me, so that I have been
+able to finish my work here."
+
+"And was it not discovered that your sheets were unhemmed?"
+
+"Oh, no, for when I had taken out the thread I required, I
+hemmed the edges over again."
+
+"With what?"
+
+"With this needle," said the abbe, as, opening his ragged
+vestments, he showed Dantes a long, sharp fish-bone, with a
+small perforated eye for the thread, a small portion of
+which still remained in it. "I once thought," continued
+Faria, "of removing these iron bars, and letting myself down
+from the window, which, as you see, is somewhat wider than
+yours, although I should have enlarged it still more
+preparatory to my flight; however, I discovered that I
+should merely have dropped into a sort of inner court, and I
+therefore renounced the project altogether as too full of
+risk and danger. Nevertheless, I carefully preserved my
+ladder against one of those unforeseen opportunities of
+which I spoke just now, and which sudden chance frequently
+brings about." While affecting to be deeply engaged in
+examining the ladder, the mind of Dantes was, in fact,
+busily occupied by the idea that a person so intelligent,
+ingenious, and clear-sighted as the abbe might probably be
+able to solve the dark mystery of his own misfortunes, where
+he himself could see nothing.
+
+"What are you thinking of?" asked the abbe smilingly,
+imputing the deep abstraction in which his visitor was
+plunged to the excess of his awe and wonder.
+
+"I was reflecting, in the first place," replied Dantes,
+"upon the enormous degree of intelligence and ability you
+must have employed to reach the high perfection to which you
+have attained. What would you not have accomplished if you
+had been free?"
+
+"Possibly nothing at all; the overflow of my brain would
+probably, in a state of freedom, have evaporated in a
+thousand follies; misfortune is needed to bring to light the
+treasures of the human intellect. Compression is needed to
+explode gunpowder. Captivity has brought my mental faculties
+to a focus; and you are well aware that from the collision
+of clouds electricity is produced -- from electricity,
+lightning, from lightning, illumination."
+
+"No," replied Dantes. "I know nothing. Some of your words
+are to me quite empty of meaning. You must be blessed indeed
+to possess the knowledge you have."
+
+The abbe smiled. "Well," said he, "but you had another
+subject for your thoughts; did you not say so just now?"
+
+"I did!"
+
+"You have told me as yet but one of them -- let me hear the
+other."
+
+"It was this, -- that while you had related to me all the
+particulars of your past life, you were perfectly
+unacquainted with mine."
+
+"Your life, my young friend, has not been of sufficient
+length to admit of your having passed through any very
+important events."
+
+"It has been long enough to inflict on me a great and
+undeserved misfortune. I would fain fix the source of it on
+man that I may no longer vent reproaches upon heaven."
+
+"Then you profess ignorance of the crime with which you are
+charged?"
+
+"I do, indeed; and this I swear by the two beings most dear
+to me upon earth, -- my father and Mercedes."
+
+"Come," said the abbe, closing his hiding-place, and pushing
+the bed back to its original situation, "let me hear your
+story."
+
+Dantes obeyed, and commenced what he called his history, but
+which consisted only of the account of a voyage to India,
+and two or three voyages to the Levant until he arrived at
+the recital of his last cruise, with the death of Captain
+Leclere, and the receipt of a packet to be delivered by
+himself to the grand marshal; his interview with that
+personage, and his receiving, in place of the packet
+brought, a letter addressed to a Monsieur Noirtier -- his
+arrival at Marseilles, and interview with his father -- his
+affection for Mercedes, and their nuptual feast -- his
+arrest and subsequent examination, his temporary detention
+at the Palais de Justice, and his final imprisonment in the
+Chateau d'If. From this point everything was a blank to
+Dantes -- he knew nothing more, not even the length of time
+he had been imprisoned. His recital finished, the abbe
+reflected long and earnestly.
+
+"There is," said he, at the end of his meditations, "a
+clever maxim, which bears upon what I was saying to you some
+little while ago, and that is, that unless wicked ideas take
+root in a naturally depraved mind, human nature, in a right
+and wholesome state, revolts at crime. Still, from an
+artificial civilization have originated wants, vices, and
+false tastes, which occasionally become so powerful as to
+stifle within us all good feelings, and ultimately to lead
+us into guilt and wickedness. From this view of things,
+then, comes the axiom that if you visit to discover the
+author of any bad action, seek first to discover the person
+to whom the perpetration of that bad action could be in any
+way advantageous. Now, to apply it in your case, -- to whom
+could your disappearance have been serviceable?"
+
+"To no one, by heaven! I was a very insignificant person."
+
+"Do not speak thus, for your reply evinces neither logic nor
+philosophy; everything is relative, my dear young friend,
+from the king who stands in the way of his successor, to the
+employee who keeps his rival out of a place. Now, in the
+event of the king's death, his successor inherits a crown,
+-- when the employee dies, the supernumerary steps into his
+shoes, and receives his salary of twelve thousand livres.
+Well, these twelve thousand livres are his civil list, and
+are as essential to him as the twelve millions of a king.
+Every one, from the highest to the lowest degree, has his
+place on the social ladder, and is beset by stormy passions
+and conflicting interests, as in Descartes' theory of
+pressure and impulsion. But these forces increase as we go
+higher, so that we have a spiral which in defiance of reason
+rests upon the apex and not on the base. Now let us return
+to your particular world. You say you were on the point of
+being made captain of the Pharaon?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"And about to become the husband of a young and lovely
+girl?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Now, could any one have had any interest in preventing the
+accomplishment of these two things? But let us first settle
+the question as to its being the interest of any one to
+hinder you from being captain of the Pharaon. What say you?"
+
+"I cannot believe such was the case. I was generally liked
+on board, and had the sailors possessed the right of
+selecting a captain themselves, I feel convinced their
+choice would have fallen on me. There was only one person
+among the crew who had any feeling of ill-will towards me. I
+had quarelled with him some time previously, and had even
+challenged him to fight me; but he refused."
+
+"Now we are getting on. And what was this man's name?"
+
+"Danglars."
+
+"What rank did he hold on board?"
+
+"He was supercargo."
+
+"And had you been captain, should you have retained him in
+his employment?"
+
+"Not if the choice had remained with me, for I had
+frequently observed inaccuracies in his accounts."
+
+"Good again! Now then, tell me, was any person present
+during your last conversation with Captain Leclere?"
+
+"No; we were quite alone."
+
+"Could your conversation have been overheard by any one?"
+
+"It might, for the cabin door was open -- and -- stay; now I
+recollect, -- Danglars himself passed by just as Captain
+Leclere was giving me the packet for the grand marshal."
+
+"That's better," cried the abbe; "now we are on the right
+scent. Did you take anybody with you when you put into the
+port of Elba?"
+
+"Nobody."
+
+"Somebody there received your packet, and gave you a letter
+in place of it, I think?"
+
+"Yes; the grand marshal did."
+
+"And what did you do with that letter?"
+
+"Put it into my portfolio."
+
+"You had your portfolio with you, then? Now, how could a
+sailor find room in his pocket for a portfolio large enough
+to contain an official letter?"
+
+"You are right; it was left on board."
+
+"Then it was not till your return to the ship that you put
+the letter in the portfolio?"
+
+"No."
+
+"And what did you do with this same letter while returning
+from Porto-Ferrajo to the vessel?"
+
+"I carried it in my hand."
+
+"So that when you went on board the Pharaon, everybody could
+see that you held a letter in your hand?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Danglars, as well as the rest?"
+
+"Danglars, as well as others."
+
+"Now, listen to me, and try to recall every circumstance
+attending your arrest. Do you recollect the words in which
+the information against you was formulated?"
+
+"Oh yes, I read it over three times, and the words sank
+deeply into my memory."
+
+"Repeat it to me."
+
+Dantes paused a moment, then said, "This is it, word for
+word: `The king's attorney is informed by a friend to the
+throne and religion, that one Edmond Dantes, mate on board
+the Pharaon, this day arrived from Smyrna, after having
+touched at Naples and Porto-Ferrajo, has been intrusted by
+Murat with a packet for the usurper; again, by the usurper,
+with a letter for the Bonapartist Club in Paris. This proof
+of his guilt may be procured by his immediate arrest, as the
+letter will be found either about his person, at his
+father's residence, or in his cabin on board the Pharaon.'"
+The abbe shrugged his shoulders. "The thing is clear as
+day," said he; "and you must have had a very confiding
+nature, as well as a good heart, not to have suspected the
+origin of the whole affair."
+
+"Do you really think so? Ah, that would indeed be infamous."
+
+"How did Danglars usually write?"
+
+"In a handsome, running hand."
+
+"And how was the anonymous letter written?"
+
+"Backhanded." Again the abbe smiled. "Disguised."
+
+"It was very boldly written, if disguised."
+
+"Stop a bit," said the abbe, taking up what he called his
+pen, and, after dipping it into the ink, he wrote on a piece
+of prepared linen, with his left hand, the first two or
+three words of the accusation. Dantes drew back, and gazed
+on the abbe with a sensation almost amounting to terror.
+
+"How very astonishing!" cried he at length. "Why your
+writing exactly resembles that of the accusation."
+
+"Simply because that accusation had been written with the
+left hand; and I have noticed that" --
+
+"What?"
+
+"That while the writing of different persons done with the
+right hand varies, that performed with the left hand is
+invariably uniform."
+
+"You have evidently seen and observed everything."
+
+"Let us proceed."
+
+"Oh, yes, yes!"
+
+"Now as regards the second question."
+
+"I am listening."
+
+"Was there any person whose interest it was to prevent your
+marriage with Mercedes?"
+
+"Yes; a young man who loved her."
+
+"And his name was" --
+
+"Fernand."
+
+"That is a Spanish name, I think?"
+
+"He was a Catalan."
+
+"You imagine him capable of writing the letter?"
+
+"Oh, no; he would more likely have got rid of me by sticking
+a knife into me."
+
+"That is in strict accordance with the Spanish character; an
+assassination they will unhesitatingly commit, but an act of
+cowardice, never."
+
+"Besides," said Dantes, "the various circumstances mentioned
+in the letter were wholly unknown to him."
+
+"You had never spoken of them yourself to any one?"
+
+"To no one."
+
+"Not even to your mistress?"
+
+"No, not even to my betrothed."
+
+"Then it is Danglars."
+
+"I feel quite sure of it now."
+
+"Wait a little. Pray, was Danglars acquainted with Fernand?"
+
+"No -- yes, he was. Now I recollect" --
+
+"What?"
+
+"To have seen them both sitting at table together under an
+arbor at Pere Pamphile's the evening before the day fixed
+for my wedding. They were in earnest conversation. Danglars
+was joking in a friendly way, but Fernand looked pale and
+agitated."
+
+"Were they alone?"
+
+"There was a third person with them whom I knew perfectly
+well, and who had, in all probability made their
+acquaintance; he was a tailor named Caderousse, but he was
+very drunk. Stay! -- stay! -- How strange that it should not
+have occurred to me before! Now I remember quite well, that
+on the table round which they were sitting were pens, ink,
+and paper. Oh, the heartless, treacherous scoundrels!"
+exclaimed Dantes, pressing his hand to his throbbing brows.
+
+"Is there anything else I can assist you in discovering,
+besides the villany of your friends?" inquired the abbe with
+a laugh.
+
+"Yes, yes," replied Dantes eagerly; "I would beg of you, who
+see so completely to the depths of things, and to whom the
+greatest mystery seems but an easy riddle, to explain to me
+how it was that I underwent no second examination, was never
+brought to trial, and, above all, was condemned without ever
+having had sentence passed on me?"
+
+"That is altogether a different and more serious matter,"
+responded the abbe. "The ways of justice are frequently too
+dark and mysterious to be easily penetrated. All we have
+hitherto done in the matter has been child's play. If you
+wish me to enter upon the more difficult part of the
+business, you must assist me by the most minute information
+on every point."
+
+"Pray ask me whatever questions you please; for, in good
+truth, you see more clearly into my life than I do myself."
+
+"In the first place, then, who examined you, -- the king's
+attorney, his deputy, or a magistrate?"
+
+"The deputy."
+
+"Was he young or old?"
+
+"About six or seven and twenty years of age, I should say."
+
+"So," answered the abbe. "Old enough to be ambitions, but
+too young to be corrupt. And how did he treat you?"
+
+"With more of mildness than severity."
+
+"Did you tell him your whole story?"
+
+"I did."
+
+"And did his conduct change at all in the course of your
+examination?"
+
+"He did appear much disturbed when he read the letter that
+had brought me into this scrape. He seemed quite overcome by
+my misfortune."
+
+"By your misfortune?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Then you feel quite sure that it was your misfortune he
+deplored?"
+
+"He gave me one great proof of his sympathy, at any rate."
+
+"And that?"
+
+"He burnt the sole evidence that could at all have
+criminated me."
+
+"What? the accusation?"
+
+"No; the letter."
+
+"Are you sure?"
+
+"I saw it done."
+
+"That alters the case. This man might, after all, be a
+greater scoundrel than you have thought possible."
+
+"Upon my word," said Dantes, "you make me shudder. Is the
+world filled with tigers and crocodiles?"
+
+"Yes; and remember that two-legged tigers and crocodiles are
+more dangerous than the others."
+
+"Never mind; let us go on."
+
+"With all my heart! You tell me he burned the letter?"
+
+"He did; saying at the same time, `You see I thus destroy
+the only proof existing against you.'"
+
+"This action is somewhat too sublime to be natural."
+
+"You think so?"
+
+"I am sure of it. To whom was this letter addressed?"
+
+"To M. Noirtier, No. 13 Coq-Heron, Paris."
+
+"Now can you conceive of any interest that your heroic
+deputy could possibly have had in the destruction of that
+letter?"
+
+"Why, it is not altogether impossible he might have had, for
+he made me promise several times never to speak of that
+letter to any one, assuring me he so advised me for my own
+interest; and, more than this, he insisted on my taking a
+solemn oath never to utter the name mentioned in the
+address."
+
+"Noirtier!" repeated the abbe; "Noirtier! -- I knew a person
+of that name at the court of the Queen of Etruria, -- a
+Noirtier, who had been a Girondin during the Revolution!
+What was your deputy called?"
+
+"De Villefort!" The abbe burst into a fit of laughter, while
+Dantes gazed on him in utter astonishment.
+
+"What ails you?" said he at length.
+
+"Do you see that ray of sunlight?"
+
+"I do."
+
+"Well, the whole thing is more clear to me than that sunbeam
+is to you. Poor fellow! poor young man! And you tell me this
+magistrate expressed great sympathy and commiseration for
+you?"
+
+"He did."
+
+"And the worthy man destroyed your compromising letter?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"And then made you swear never to utter the name of
+Noirtier?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Why, you poor short-sighted simpleton, can you not guess
+who this Noirtier was, whose very name he was so careful to
+keep concealed? Noirtier was his father."
+
+Had a thunderbolt fallen at the feet of Dantes, or hell
+opened its yawning gulf before him, he could not have been
+more completely transfixed with horror than he was at the
+sound of these unexpected words. Starting up, he clasped his
+hands around his head as though to prevent his very brain
+from bursting, and exclaimed, "His father! his father!"
+
+"Yes, his father," replied the abbe; "his right name was
+Noirtier de Villefort." At this instant a bright light shot
+through the mind of Dantes, and cleared up all that had been
+dark and obscure before. The change that had come over
+Villefort during the examination, the destruction of the
+letter, the exacted promise, the almost supplicating tones
+of the magistrate, who seemed rather to implore mercy than
+to pronounce punishment, -- all returned with a stunning
+force to his memory. He cried out, and staggered against the
+wall like a drunken man, then he hurried to the opening that
+led from the abbe's cell to his own, and said, "I must be
+alone, to think over all this."
+
+When he regained his dungeon, he threw himself on his bed,
+where the turnkey found him in the evening visit, sitting
+with fixed gaze and contracted features, dumb and motionless
+as a statue. During these hours of profound meditation,
+which to him had seemed only minutes, he had formed a
+fearful resolution, and bound himself to its fulfilment by a
+solemn oath.
+
+Dantes was at length roused from his revery by the voice of
+Faria, who, having also been visited by his jailer, had come
+to invite his fellow-sufferer to share his supper. The
+reputation of being out of his mind, though harmlessly and
+even amusingly so, had procured for the abbe unusual
+privileges. He was supplied with bread of a finer, whiter
+quality than the usual prison fare, and even regaled each
+Sunday with a small quantity of wine. Now this was a Sunday,
+and the abbe had come to ask his young companion to share
+the luxuries with him. Dantes followed; his features were no
+longer contracted, and now wore their usual expression, but
+there was that in his whole appearance that bespoke one who
+had come to a fixed and desperate resolve. Faria bent on him
+his penetrating eye: "I regret now," said he, "having helped
+you in your late inquiries, or having given you the
+information I did."
+
+"Why so?" inquired Dantes.
+
+"Because it has instilled a new passion in your heart --
+that of vengeance."
+
+Dantes smiled. "Let us talk of something else," said he.
+
+Again the abbe looked at him, then mournfully shook his
+head; but in accordance with Dantes' request, he began to
+speak of other matters. The elder prisoner was one of those
+persons whose conversation, like that of all who have
+experienced many trials, contained many useful and important
+hints as well as sound information; but it was never
+egotistical, for the unfortunate man never alluded to his
+own sorrows. Dantes listened with admiring attention to all
+he said; some of his remarks corresponded with what he
+already knew, or applied to the sort of knowledge his
+nautical life had enabled him to acquire. A part of the good
+abbe's words, however, were wholly incomprehensible to him;
+but, like the aurora which guides the navigator in northern
+latitudes, opened new vistas to the inquiring mind of the
+listener, and gave fantastic glimpses of new horizons,
+enabling him justly to estimate the delight an intellectual
+mind would have in following one so richly gifted as Faria
+along the heights of truth, where he was so much at home.
+
+"You must teach me a small part of what you know," said
+Dantes, "if only to prevent your growing weary of me. I can
+well believe that so learned a person as yourself would
+prefer absolute solitude to being tormented with the company
+of one as ignorant and uninformed as myself. If you will
+only agree to my request, I promise you never to mention
+another word about escaping." The abbe smiled. "Alas, my
+boy," said he, "human knowledge is confined within very
+narrow limits; and when I have taught you mathematics,
+physics, history, and the three or four modern languages
+with which I am acquainted, you will know as much as I do
+myself. Now, it will scarcely require two years for me to
+communicate to you the stock of learning I possess."
+
+"Two years!" exclaimed Dantes; "do you really believe I can
+acquire all these things in so short a time?"
+
+"Not their application, certainly, but their principles you
+may; to learn is not to know; there are the learners and the
+learned. Memory makes the one, philosophy the other."
+
+"But cannot one learn philosophy?"
+
+"Philosophy cannot be taught; it is the application of the
+sciences to truth; it is like the golden cloud in which the
+Messiah went up into heaven."
+
+"Well, then," said Dantes, "What shall you teach me first? I
+am in a hurry to begin. I want to learn."
+
+"Everything," said the abbe. And that very evening the
+prisoners sketched a plan of education, to be entered upon
+the following day. Dantes possessed a prodigious memory,
+combined with an astonishing quickness and readiness of
+conception; the mathematical turn of his mind rendered him
+apt at all kinds of calculation, while his naturally
+poetical feelings threw a light and pleasing veil over the
+dry reality of arithmetical computation, or the rigid
+severity of geometry. He already knew Italian, and had also
+picked up a little of the Romaic dialect during voyages to
+the East; and by the aid of these two languages he easily
+comprehended the construction of all the others, so that at
+the end of six mouths he began to speak Spanish, English,
+and German. In strict accordance with the promise made to
+the abbe, Dantes spoke no more of escape. Perhaps the
+delight his studies afforded him left no room for such
+thoughts; perhaps the recollection that he had pledged his
+word (on which his sense of honor was keen) kept him from
+referring in any way to the possibilities of flight. Days,
+even months, passed by unheeded in one rapid and instructive
+course. At the end of a year Dantes was a new man. Dantes
+observed, however, that Faria, in spite of the relief his
+society afforded, daily grew sadder; one thought seemed
+incessantly to harass and distract his mind. Sometimes he
+would fall into long reveries, sigh heavily and
+involuntarily, then suddenly rise, and, with folded arms,
+begin pacing the confined space of his dungeon. One day he
+stopped all at once, and exclaimed, "Ah, if there were no
+sentinel!"
+
+"There shall not be one a minute longer than you please,"
+said Dantes, who had followed the working of his thoughts as
+accurately as though his brain were enclosed in crystal so
+clear as to display its minutest operations.
+
+"I have already told you," answered the abbe, "that I loathe
+the idea of shedding blood."
+
+"And yet the murder, if you choose to call it so, would be
+simply a measure of self-preservation."
+
+"No matter! I could never agree to it."
+
+"Still, you have thought of it?"
+
+"Incessantly, alas!" cried the abbe.
+
+"And you have discovered a means of regaining our freedom,
+have you not?" asked Dantes eagerly.
+
+"I have; if it were only possible to place a deaf and blind
+sentinel in the gallery beyond us."
+
+"He shall be both blind and deaf," replied the young man,
+with an air of determination that made his companion
+shudder.
+
+"No, no," cried the abbe; "impossible!" Dantes endeavored to
+renew the subject; the abbe shook his head in token of
+disapproval, and refused to make any further response. Three
+months passed away.
+
+"Are you strong?" the abbe asked one day of Dantes. The
+young man, in reply, took up the chisel, bent it into the
+form of a horseshoe, and then as readily straightened it.
+
+"And will you engage not to do any harm to the sentry,
+except as a last resort?"
+
+"I promise on my honor."
+
+"Then," said the abbe, "we may hope to put our design into
+execution."
+
+"And how long shall we be in accomplishing the necessary
+work?"
+
+"At least a year."
+
+"And shall we begin at once?"
+
+"At once."
+
+"We have lost a year to no purpose!" cried Dantes.
+
+"Do you consider the last twelve months to have been
+wasted?" asked the abbe.
+
+"Forgive me!" cried Edmond, blushing deeply.
+
+"Tut, tut!" answered the abbe, "man is but man after all,
+and you are about the best specimen of the genus I have ever
+known. Come, let me show you my plan." The abbe then showed
+Dantes the sketch he had made for their escape. It consisted
+of a plan of his own cell and that of Dantes, with the
+passage which united them. In this passage he proposed to
+drive a level as they do in mines; this level would bring
+the two prisoners immediately beneath the gallery where the
+sentry kept watch; once there, a large excavation would be
+made, and one of the flag-stones with which the gallery was
+paved be so completely loosened that at the desired moment
+it would give way beneath the feet of the soldier, who,
+stunned by his fall, would be immediately bound and gagged
+by Dantes before he had power to offer any resistance. The
+prisoners were then to make their way through one of the
+gallery windows, and to let themselves down from the outer
+walls by means of the abbe's ladder of cords. Dantes' eyes
+sparkled with joy, and he rubbed his hands with delight at
+the idea of a plan so simple, yet apparently so certain to
+succeed.
+
+That very day the miners began their labors, with a vigor
+and alacrity proportionate to their long rest from fatigue
+and their hopes of ultimate success. Nothing interrupted the
+progress of the work except the necessity that each was
+under of returning to his cell in anticipation of the
+turnkey's visits. They had learned to distinguish the almost
+imperceptible sound of his footsteps as he descended towards
+their dungeons, and happily, never failed of being prepared
+for his coming. The fresh earth excavated during their
+present work, and which would have entirely blocked up the
+old passage, was thrown, by degrees and with the utmost
+precaution, out of the window in either Faria's or Dantes'
+cell, the rubbish being first pulverized so finely that the
+night wind carried it far away without permitting the
+smallest trace to remain. More than a year had been consumed
+in this undertaking, the only tools for which had been a
+chisel, a knife, and a wooden lever; Faria still continuing
+to instruct Dantes by conversing with him, sometimes in one
+language, sometimes in another; at others, relating to him
+the history of nations and great men who from time to time
+have risen to fame and trodden the path of glory.
+
+The abbe was a man of the world, and had, moreover, mixed in
+the first society of the day; he wore an air of melancholy
+dignity which Dantes, thanks to the imitative powers
+bestowed on him by nature, easily acquired, as well as that
+outward polish and politeness he had before been wanting in,
+and which is seldom possessed except by those who have been
+placed in constant intercourse with persons of high birth
+and breeding. At the end of fifteen months the level was
+finished, and the excavation completed beneath the gallery,
+and the two workmen could distinctly hear the measured tread
+of the sentinel as he paced to and fro over their heads.
+
+Compelled, as they were, to await a night sufficiently dark
+to favor their flight, they were obliged to defer their
+final attempt till that auspicious moment should arrive;
+their greatest dread now was lest the stone through which
+the sentry was doomed to fall should give way before its
+right time, and this they had in some measure provided
+against by propping it up with a small beam which they had
+discovered in the walls through which they had worked their
+way. Dantes was occupied in arranging this piece of wood
+when he heard Faria, who had remained in Edmond's cell for
+the purpose of cutting a peg to secure their rope-ladder,
+call to him in a tone indicative of great suffering. Dantes
+hastened to his dungeon, where he found him standing in the
+middle of the room, pale as death, his forehead streaming
+with perspiration, and his hands clinched tightly together.
+
+"Gracious heavens!" exclaimed Dantes, "what is the matter?
+what has happened?"
+
+"Quick! quick!" returned the abbe, "listen to what I have to
+say." Dantes looked in fear and wonder at the livid
+countenance of Faria, whose eyes, already dull and sunken,
+were surrounded by purple circles, while his lips were white
+as those of a corpse, and his very hair seemed to stand on
+end.
+
+"Tell me, I beseech you, what ails you?" cried Dantes,
+letting his chisel fall to the floor.
+
+"Alas," faltered out the abbe, "all is over with me. I am
+seized with a terrible, perhaps mortal illness; I can feel
+that the paroxysm is fast approaching. I had a similar
+attack the year previous to my imprisonment. This malady
+admits but of one remedy; I will tell you what that is. Go
+into my cell as quickly as you can; draw out one of the feet
+that support the bed; you will find it has been hollowed out
+for the purpose of containing a small phial you will see
+there half-filled with a red-looking fluid. Bring it to me
+-- or rather -- no, no! -- I may be found here, therefore
+help me back to my room while I have the strength to drag
+myself along. Who knows what may happen, or how long the
+attack may last?"
+
+In spite of the magnitude of the misfortune which thus
+suddenly frustrated his hopes, Dantes did not lose his
+presence of mind, but descended into the passage, dragging
+his unfortunate companion with him; then, half-carrying,
+half-supporting him, he managed to reach the abbe's chamber,
+when he immediately laid the sufferer on his bed.
+
+"Thanks," said the poor abbe, shivering as though his veins
+were filled with ice. "I am about to be seized with a fit of
+catalepsy; when it comes to its height I shall probably lie
+still and motionless as though dead, uttering neither sigh
+nor groan. On the other hand, the symptoms may be much more
+violent, and cause me to fall into fearful convulsions, foam
+at the mouth, and cry out loudly. Take care my cries are not
+heard, for if they are it is more than probable I should be
+removed to another part of the prison, and we be separated
+forever. When I become quite motionless, cold, and rigid as
+a corpse, then, and not before, -- be careful about this, --
+force open my teeth with the knife, pour from eight to ten
+drops of the liquor containted in the phial down my throat,
+and I may perhaps revive."
+
+"Perhaps!" exclaimed Dantes in grief-stricken tones.
+
+"Help! help!" cried the abbe, "I -- I -- die -- I" --
+
+So sudden and violent was the fit that the unfortunate
+prisoner was unable to complete the sentence; a violent
+convulsion shook his whole frame, his eyes started from
+their sockets, his mouth was drawn on one side, his cheeks
+became purple, he struggled, foamed, dashed himself about,
+and uttered the most dreadful cries, which, however, Dantes
+prevented from being heard by covering his head with the
+blanket. The fit lasted two hours; then, more helpless than
+an infant, and colder and paler than marble, more crushed
+and broken than a reed trampled under foot, he fell back,
+doubled up in one last convulsion, and became as rigid as a
+corpse.
+
+Edmond waited till life seemed extinct in the body of his
+friend, then, taking up the knife, he with difficulty forced
+open the closely fixed jaws, carefully administered the
+appointed number of drops, and anxiously awaited the result.
+An hour passed away and the old man gave no sign of
+returning animation. Dantes began to fear he had delayed too
+long ere he administered the remedy, and, thrusting his
+hands into his hair, continued gazing on the lifeless
+features of his friend. At length a slight color tinged the
+livid cheeks, consciousness returned to the dull, open
+eyeballs, a faint sigh issued from the lips, and the
+sufferer made a feeble effort to move.
+
+"He is saved! he is saved!" cried Dantes in a paroxysm of
+delight.
+
+The sick man was not yet able to speak, but he pointed with
+evident anxiety towards the door. Dantes listened, and
+plainly distinguished the approaching steps of the jailer.
+It was therefore near seven o'clock; but Edmond's anxiety
+had put all thoughts of time out of his head. The young man
+sprang to the entrance, darted through it, carefully drawing
+the stone over the opening, and hurried to his cell. He had
+scarcely done so before the door opened, and the jailer saw
+the prisoner seated as usual on the side of his bed. Almost
+before the key had turned in the lock, and before the
+departing steps of the jailer had died away in the long
+corridor he had to traverse, Dantes, whose restless anxiety
+concerning his friend left him no desire to touch the food
+brought him, hurried back to the abbe's chamber, and raising
+the stone by pressing his head against it, was soon beside
+the sick man's couch. Faria had now fully regained his
+consciousness, but he still lay helpless and exhausted.
+
+"I did not expect to see you again," said he feebly, to
+Dantes.
+
+"And why not?" asked the young man. "Did you fancy yourself
+dying?"
+
+"No, I had no such idea; but, knowing that all was ready for
+flight, I thought you might have made your escape." The deep
+glow of indignation suffused the cheeks of Dantes.
+
+"Without you? Did you really think me capable of that?"
+
+"At least," said the abbe, "I now see how wrong such an
+opinion would have been. Alas, alas! I am fearfully
+exhausted and debilitated by this attack."
+
+"Be of good cheer," replied Dantes; "your strength will
+return." And as he spoke he seated himself near the bed
+beside Faria, and took his hands. The abbe shook his head.
+
+"The last attack I had," said he, "lasted but half an hour,
+and after it I was hungry, and got up without help; now I
+can move neither my right arm nor leg, and my head seems
+uncomfortable, which shows that there has been a suffusion
+of blood on the brain. The third attack will either carry me
+off, or leave me paralyzed for life."
+
+"No, no," cried Dantes; "you are mistaken -- you will not
+die! And your third attack (if, indeed, you should have
+another) will find you at liberty. We shall save you another
+time, as we have done this, only with a better chance of
+success, because we shall be able to command every requisite
+assistance."
+
+"My good Edmond," answered the abbe, "be not deceived. The
+attack which has just passed away, condemns me forever to
+the walls of a prison. None can fly from a dungeon who
+cannot walk."
+
+"Well, we will wait, -- a week, a month, two months, if need
+be, -- and meanwhile your strength will return. Everything
+is in readiness for our flight, and we can select any time
+we choose. As soon as you feel able to swim we will go."
+
+"I shall never swim again," replied Faria. "This arm is
+paralyzed; not for a time, but forever. Lift it, and judge
+if I am mistaken." The young man raised the arm, which fell
+back by its own weight, perfectly inanimate and helpless. A
+sigh escaped him.
+
+"You are convinced now, Edmond, are you not?" asked the
+abbe. "Depend upon it, I know what I say. Since the first
+attack I experienced of this malady, I have continually
+reflected on it. Indeed, I expected it, for it is a family
+inheritance; both my father and grandfather died of it in a
+third attack. The physician who prepared for me the remedy I
+have twice successfully taken, was no other than the
+celebrated Cabanis, and he predicted a similar end for me."
+
+"The physician may be mistaken!" exclaimed Dantes. "And as
+for your poor arm, what difference will that make? I can
+take you on my shoulders, and swim for both of us."
+
+"My son," said the abbe, "you, who are a sailor and a
+swimmer, must know as well as I do that a man so loaded
+would sink before he had done fifty strokes. Cease, then, to
+allow yourself to be duped by vain hopes, that even your own
+excellent heart refuses to believe in. Here I shall remain
+till the hour of my deliverance arrives, and that, in all
+human probability, will be the hour of my death. As for you,
+who are young and active, delay not on my account, but fly
+-- go-I give you back your promise."
+
+"It is well," said Dantes. "Then I shall also remain." Then,
+rising and extending his hand with an air of solemnity over
+the old man's head, he slowly added, "By the blood of Christ
+I swear never to leave you while you live."
+
+Faria gazed fondly on his noble-minded, single-hearted,
+high-principled young friend, and read in his countenance
+ample confirmation of the sincerity of his devotion and the
+loyalty of his purpose.
+
+"Thanks," murmured the invalid, extending one hand. "I
+accept. You may one of these days reap the reward of your
+disinterested devotion. But as I cannot, and you will not,
+quit this place, it becomes necessary to fill up the
+excavation beneath the soldier's gallery; he might, by
+chance, hear the hollow sound of his footsteps, and call the
+attention of his officer to the circumstance. That would
+bring about a discovery which would inevitably lead to our
+being separated. Go, then, and set about this work, in
+which, unhappily, I can offer you no assistance; keep at it
+all night, if necessary, and do not return here to-morrow
+till after the jailer his visited me. I shall have something
+of the greatest importance to communicate to you."
+
+Dantes took the hand of the abbe in his, and affectionately
+pressed it. Faria smiled encouragingly on him, and the young
+man retired to his task, in the spirit of obedience and
+respect which he had sworn to show towards his aged friend.
+
+
+
+Chapter 18
+The Treasure.
+
+When Dantes returned next morning to the chamber of his
+companion in captivity, he found Faria seated and looking
+composed. In the ray of light which entered by the narrow
+window of his cell, he held open in his left hand, of which
+alone, it will be recollected, he retained the use, a sheet
+of paper, which, from being constantly rolled into a small
+compass, had the form of a cylinder, and was not easily kept
+open. He did not speak, but showed the paper to Dantes.
+
+"What is that?" he inquired.
+
+"Look at it," said the abbe with a smile.
+
+"I have looked at it with all possible attention," said
+Dantes, "and I only see a half-burnt paper, on which are
+traces of Gothic characters inscribed with a peculiar kind
+of ink."
+
+"This paper, my friend," said Faria, "I may now avow to you,
+since I have the proof of your fidelity -- this paper is my
+treasure, of which, from this day forth, one-half belongs to
+you."
+
+The sweat started forth on Dantes brow. Until this day and
+for how long a time! -- he had refrained from talking of the
+treasure, which had brought upon the abbe the accusation of
+madness. With his instinctive delicacy Edmond had preferred
+avoiding any touch on this painful chord, and Faria had been
+equally silent. He had taken the silence of the old man for
+a return to reason; and now these few words uttered by
+Faria, after so painful a crisis, seemed to indicate a
+serious relapse into mental alienation.
+
+"Your treasure?" stammered Dantes. Faria smiled.
+
+"Yes," said he. "You have, indeed, a noble nature, Edmond,
+and I see by your paleness and agitation what is passing in
+your heart at this moment. No, be assured, I am not mad.
+This treasure exists, Dantes, and if I have not been allowed
+to possess it, you will. Yes -- you. No one would listen or
+believe me, because everyone thought me mad; but you, who
+must know that I am not, listen to me, and believe me so
+afterwards if you will."
+
+"Alas," murmured Edmond to himself, "this is a terrible
+relapse! There was only this blow wanting." Then he said
+aloud, "My dear friend, your attack has, perhaps, fatigued
+you; had you not better repose awhile? To-morrow, if you
+will, I will hear your narrative; but to-day I wish to nurse
+you carefully. Besides," he said, "a treasure is not a thing
+we need hurry about."
+
+"On the contrary, it is a matter of the utmost importance,
+Edmond!" replied the old man. "Who knows if to-morrow, or
+the next day after, the third attack may not come on? and
+then must not all be over? Yes, indeed, I have often thought
+with a bitter joy that these riches, which would make the
+wealth of a dozen families, will be forever lost to those
+men who persecute me. This idea was one of vengeance to me,
+and I tasted it slowly in the night of my dungeon and the
+despair of my captivity. But now I have forgiven the world
+for the love of you; now that I see you, young and with a
+promising future, -- now that I think of all that may result
+to you in the good fortune of such a disclosure, I shudder
+at any delay, and tremble lest I should not assure to one as
+worthy as yourself the possession of so vast an amount of
+hidden wealth." Edmond turned away his head with a sigh.
+
+"You persist in your incredulity, Edmond," continued Faria.
+"My words have not convinced you. I see you require proofs.
+Well, then, read this paper, which I have never shown to any
+one."
+
+"To-morrow, my dear friend," said Edmond, desirous of not
+yielding to the old man's madness. "I thought it was
+understood that we should not talk of that until to-morrow."
+
+"Then we will not talk of it until to-morrow; but read this
+paper to-day."
+
+"I will not irritate him," thought Edmond, and taking the
+paper, of which half was wanting, -- having been burnt, no
+doubt, by some accident, -- he read: --
+
+"This treasure, which may amount to two...
+of Roman crowns in the most distant a...
+of the second opening wh...
+declare to belong to him alo...
+heir.
+"25th April, l49"
+
+"Well!" said Faria, when the young man had finished reading
+it.
+
+"Why," replied Dantes, "I see nothing but broken lines and
+unconnected words, which are rendered illegible by fire."
+
+"Yes, to you, my friend, who read them for the first time;
+but not for me, who have grown pale over them by many
+nights' study, and have reconstructed every phrase,
+completed every thought."
+
+"And do you believe you have discovered the hidden meaning?"
+
+"I am sure I have, and you shall judge for yourself; but
+first listen to the history of this paper."
+
+"Silence!" exclaimed Dantes. "Steps approach -- I go --
+adieu."
+
+And Dantes, happy to escape the history and explanation
+which would be sure to confirm his belief in his friend's
+mental instability, glided like a snake along the narrow
+passage; while Faria, restored by his alarm to a certain
+amount of activity, pushed the stone into place with his
+foot, and covered it with a mat in order the more
+effectually to avoid discovery.
+
+It was the governor, who, hearing of Faria's illness from
+the jailer, had come in person to see him.
+
+Faria sat up to receive him, avoiding all gestures in order
+that he might conceal from the governor the paralysis that
+had already half stricken him with death. His fear was lest
+the governor, touched with pity, might order him to be
+removed to better quarters, and thus separate him from his
+young companion. But fortunately this was not the case, and
+the governor left him, convinced that the poor madman, for
+whom in his heart he felt a kind of affection, was only
+troubled with a slight indisposition.
+
+During this time, Edmond, seated on his bed with his head in
+his hands, tried to collect his scattered thoughts. Faria,
+since their first acquaintance, had been on all points so
+rational and logical, so wonderfully sagacious, in fact,
+that he could not understand how so much wisdom on all
+points could be allied with madness. Was Faria deceived as
+to his treasure, or was all the world deceived as to Faria?
+
+Dantes remained in his cell all day, not daring to return to
+his friend, thinking thus to defer the moment when he should
+be convinced, once for all, that the abbe was mad -- such a
+conviction would be so terrible!
+
+But, towards the evening after the hour for the customary
+visit had gone by, Faria, not seeing the young man appear,
+tried to move and get over the distance which separated
+them. Edmond shuddered when he heard the painful efforts
+which the old man made to drag himself along; his leg was
+inert, and he could no longer make use of one arm. Edmond
+was obliged to assist him, for otherwise he would not have
+been able to enter by the small aperture which led to
+Dantes' chamber.
+
+"Here I am, pursuing you remorselessly," he said with a
+benignant smile. "You thought to escape my munificence, but
+it is in vain. Listen to me."
+
+Edmond saw there was no escape, and placing the old man on
+his bed, he seated himself on the stool beside him.
+
+"You know," said the abbe, "that I was the secretary and
+intimate friend of Cardinal Spada, the last of the princes
+of that name. I owe to this worthy lord all the happiness I
+ever knew. He was not rich, although the wealth of his
+family had passed into a proverb, and I heard the phrase
+very often, `As rich as a Spada.' But he, like public rumor,
+lived on this reputation for wealth; his palace was my
+paradise. I was tutor to his nephews, who are dead; and when
+he was alone in the world, I tried by absolute devotion to
+his will, to make up to him all he had done for me during
+ten years of unremitting kindness. The cardinal's house had
+no secrets for me. I had often seen my noble patron
+annotating ancient volumes, and eagerly searching amongst
+dusty family manuscripts. One day when I was reproaching him
+for his unavailing searches, and deploring the prostration
+of mind that followed them, he looked at me, and, smiling
+bitterly, opened a volume relating to the History of the
+City of Rome. There, in the twentieth chapter of the Life of
+Pope Alexander VI., were the following lines, which I can
+never forget: --
+
+"`The great wars of Romagna had ended; Caesar Borgia, who
+had completed his conquest, had need of money to purchase
+all Italy. The pope had also need of money to bring matters
+to an end with Louis XII. King of France, who was formidable
+still in spite of his recent reverses; and it was necessary,
+therefore, to have recourse to some profitable scheme, which
+was a matter of great difficulty in the impoverished
+condition of exhausted Italy. His holiness had an idea. He
+determined to make two cardinals.'
+
+"By choosing two of the greatest personages of Rome,
+especially rich men -- this was the return the holy father
+looked for. In the first place, he could sell the great
+appointments and splendid offices which the cardinals
+already held; and then he had the two hats to sell besides.
+There was a third point in view, which will appear
+hereafter. The pope and Caesar Borgia first found the two
+future cardinals; they were Giovanni Rospigliosi, who held
+four of the highest dignities of the Holy See, and Caesar
+Spada, one of the noblest and richest of the Roman nobility;
+both felt the high honor of such a favor from the pope. They
+were ambitious, and Caesar Borgia soon found purchasers for
+their appointments. The result was, that Rospigliosi and
+Spada paid for being cardinals, and eight other persons paid
+for the offices the cardinals held before their elevation,
+and thus eight hundred thousand crowns entered into the
+coffers of the speculators.
+
+"It is time now to proceed to the last part of the
+speculation. The pope heaped attentions upon Rospigliosi and
+Spada, conferred upon them the insignia of the cardinalate,
+and induced them to arrange their affairs and take up their
+residence at Rome. Then the pope and Caesar Borgia invited
+the two cardinals to dinner. This was a matter of dispute
+between the holy father and his son. Caesar thought they
+could make use of one of the means which he always had ready
+for his friends, that is to say, in the first place, the
+famous key which was given to certain persons with the
+request that they go and open a designated cupboard. This
+key was furnished with a small iron point, -- a negligence
+on the part of the locksmith. When this was pressed to
+effect the opening of the cupboard, of which the lock was
+difficult, the person was pricked by this small point, and
+died next day. Then there was the ring with the lion's head,
+which Caesar wore when he wanted to greet his friends with a
+clasp of the hand. The lion bit the hand thus favored, and
+at the end of twenty-four hours, the bite was mortal. Caesar
+proposed to his father, that they should either ask the
+cardinals to open the cupboard, or shake hands with them;
+but Alexander VI., replied: `Now as to the worthy cardinals,
+Spada and Rospigliosi, let us ask both of them to dinner,
+something tells me that we shall get that money back.
+Besides, you forget, Caesar, an indigestion declares itself
+immediately, while a prick or a bite occasions a delay of a
+day or two.' Caesar gave way before such cogent reasoning,
+and the cardinals were consequently invited to dinner.
+
+"The table was laid in a vineyard belonging to the pope,
+near San Pierdarena, a charming retreat which the cardinals
+knew very well by report. Rospigliosi, quite set up with his
+new dignities, went with a good appetite and his most
+ingratiating manner. Spada, a prudent man, and greatly
+attached to his only nephew, a young captain of the highest
+promise, took paper and pen, and made his will. He then sent
+word to his nephew to wait for him near the vineyard; but it
+appeared the servant did not find him.
+
+"Spada knew what these invitations meant; since
+Christianity, so eminently civilizing, had made progress in
+Rome, it was no longer a centurion who came from the tyrant
+with a message, `Caesar wills that you die.' but it was a
+legate a latere, who came with a smile on his lips to say
+from the pope, `His holiness requests you to dine with him.'
+
+"Spada set out about two o'clock to San Pierdarena. The pope
+awaited him. The first sight that attracted the eyes of
+Spada was that of his nephew, in full costume, and Caesar
+Borgia paying him most marked attentions. Spada turned pale,
+as Caesar looked at him with an ironical air, which proved
+that he had anticipated all, and that the snare was well
+spread. They began dinner and Spada was only able to inquire
+of his nephew if he had received his message. The nephew
+replied no; perfectly comprehending the meaning of the
+question. It was too late, for he had already drunk a glass
+of excellent wine, placed for him expressly by the pope's
+butler. Spada at the same moment saw another bottle approach
+him, which he was pressed to taste. An hour afterwards a
+physician declared they were both poisoned through eating
+mushrooms. Spada died on the threshold of the vineyard; the
+nephew expired at his own door, making signs which his wife
+could not comprehend.
+
+"Then Caesar and the pope hastened to lay hands on the
+heritage, under presence of seeking for the papers of the
+dead man. But the inheritance consisted in this only, a
+scrap of paper on which Spada had written: -- `I bequeath to
+my beloved nephew my coffers, my books, and, amongst others,
+my breviary with the gold corners, which I beg he will
+preserve in remembrance of his affectionate uncle.'
+
+"The heirs sought everywhere, admired the breviary, laid
+hands on the furniture, and were greatly astonished that
+Spada, the rich man, was really the most miserable of uncles
+-- no treasures -- unless they were those of science,
+contained in the library and laboratories. That was all.
+Caesar and his father searched, examined, scrutinized, but
+found nothing, or at least very little; not exceeding a few
+thousand crowns in plate, and about the same in ready money;
+but the nephew had time to say to his wife before he
+expired: `Look well among my uncle's papers; there is a
+will.'
+
+"They sought even more thoroughly than the august heirs had
+done, but it was fruitless. There were two palaces and a
+vineyard behind the Palatine Hill; but in these days landed
+property had not much value, and the two palaces and the
+vineyard remained to the family since they were beneath the
+rapacity of the pope and his son. Months and years rolled
+on. Alexander VI. died, poisoned, -- you know by what
+mistake. Caesar, poisoned at the same time, escaped by
+shedding his skin like a snake; but the new skin was spotted
+by the poison till it looked like a tiger's. Then, compelled
+to quit Rome, he went and got himself obscurely killed in a
+night skirmish, scarcely noticed in history. After the
+pope's death and his son's exile, it was supposed that the
+Spada family would resume the splendid position they had
+held before the cardinal's time; but this was not the case.
+The Spadas remained in doubtful ease, a mystery hung over
+this dark affair, and the public rumor was, that Caesar, a
+better politician than his father, had carried off from the
+pope the fortune of the two cardinals. I say the two,
+because Cardinal Rospigliosi, who had not taken any
+precaution, was completely despoiled.
+
+"Up to this point," said Faria, interrupting the thread of
+his narrative, "this seems to you very meaningless, no
+doubt, eh?"
+
+"Oh, my friend," cried Dantes, "on the contrary, it seems as
+if I were reading a most interesting narrative; go on, I beg
+of you."
+
+"I will."
+
+"The family began to get accustomed to their obscurity.
+Years rolled on, and amongst the descendants some were
+soldiers, others diplomatists; some churchmen, some bankers;
+some grew rich, and some were ruined. I come now to the last
+of the family, whose secretary I was -- the Count of Spada.
+I had often heard him complain of the disproportion of his
+rank with his fortune; and I advised him to invest all he
+had in an annuity. He did so, and thus doubled his income.
+The celebrated breviary remained in the family, and was in
+the count's possession. It had been handed down from father
+to son; for the singular clause of the only will that had
+been found, had caused it to be regarded as a genuine relic,
+preserved in the family with superstitious veneration. It
+was an illuminated book, with beautiful Gothic characters,
+and so weighty with gold, that a servant always carried it
+before the cardinal on days of great solemnity.
+
+"At the sight of papers of all sorts, -- titles, contracts,
+parchments, which were kept in the archives of the family,
+all descending from the poisoned cardinal, I in my turn
+examined the immense bundles of documents, like twenty
+servitors, stewards, secretaries before me; but in spite of
+the most exhaustive researches, I found -- nothing. Yet I
+had read, I had even written a precise history of the Borgia
+family, for the sole purpose of assuring myself whether any
+increase of fortune had occurred to them on the death of the
+Cardinal Caesar Spada; but could only trace the acquisition
+of the property of the Cardinal Rospigliosi, his companion
+in misfortune.
+
+" I was then almost assured that the inheritance had neither
+profited the Borgias nor the family, but had remained
+unpossessed like the treasures of the Arabian Nights, which
+slept in the bosom of the earth under the eyes of the genie.
+I searched, ransacked, counted, calculated a thousand and a
+thousand times the income and expenditure of the family for
+three hundred years. It was useless. I remained in my
+ignorance, and the Count of Spada in his poverty. My patron
+died. He had reserved from his annuity his family papers,
+his library, composed of five thousand volumes, and his
+famous breviary. All these he bequeathed to me, with a
+thousand Roman crowns, which he had in ready money, on
+condition that I would have anniversary masses said for the
+repose of his soul, and that I would draw up a genealogical
+tree and history of his house. All this I did scrupulously.
+Be easy, my dear Edmond, we are near the conclusion.
+
+"In 1807, a month before I was arrested, and a fortnight
+after the death of the Count of Spada, on the 25th of
+December (you will see presently how the date became fixed
+in my memory), I was reading, for the thousandth time, the
+papers I was arranging, for the palace was sold to a
+stranger, and I was going to leave Rome and settle at
+Florence, intending to take with me twelve thousand francs I
+possessed, my library, and the famous breviary, when, tired
+with my constant labor at the same thing, and overcome by a
+heavy dinner I had eaten, my head dropped on my hands, and I
+fell asleep about three o'clock in the afternoon. I awoke as
+the clock was striking six. I raised my head; I was in utter
+darkness. I rang for a light, but as no one came, I
+determined to find one for myself. It was indeed but
+anticipating the simple manners which I should soon be under
+the necessity of adopting. I took a wax-candle in one hand,
+and with the other groped about for a piece of paper (my
+match-box being empty), with which I proposed to get a light
+from the small flame still playing on the embers. Fearing,
+however, to make use of any valuable piece of paper, I
+hesitated for a moment, then recollected that I had seen in
+the famous breviary, which was on the table beside me, an
+old paper quite yellow with age, and which had served as a
+marker for centuries, kept there by the request of the
+heirs. I felt for it, found it, twisted it up together, and
+putting it into the expiring flame, set light to it.
+
+"But beneath my fingers, as if by magic, in proportion as
+the fire ascended, I saw yellowish characters appear on the
+paper. I grasped it in my hand, put out the flame as quickly
+as I could, lighted my taper in the fire itself, and opened
+the crumpled paper with inexpressible emotion, recognizing,
+when I had done so, that these characters had been traced in
+mysterious and sympathetic ink, only appearing when exposed
+to the fire; nearly one-third of the paper had been consumed
+by the flame. It was that paper you read this morning; read
+it again, Dantes, and then I will complete for you the
+incomplete words and unconnected sense."
+
+Faria, with an air of triumph, offered the paper to Dantes,
+who this time read the following words, traced with an ink
+of a reddish color resembling rust: --
+
+"This 25th day of April, 1498, be...
+Alexander VI., and fearing that not...
+he may desire to become my heir, and re...
+and Bentivoglio, who were poisoned,...
+my sole heir, that I have bu...
+and has visited with me, that is, in...
+Island of Monte Cristo, all I poss...
+jewels, diamonds, gems; that I alone...
+may amount to nearly two mil...
+will find on raising the twentieth ro...
+creek to the east in a right line. Two open...
+in these caves; the treasure is in the furthest a...
+which treasure I bequeath and leave en...
+as my sole heir.
+"25th April, 1498.
+"Caes...
+
+"And now," said the abbe, "read this other paper;" and he
+presented to Dantes a second leaf with fragments of lines
+written on it, which Edmond read as follows: --
+
+ "...ing invited to dine by his Holiness
+ ...content with making me pay for my hat,
+ ...serves for me the fate of Cardinals Caprara
+ ...I declare to my nephew, Guido Spada
+ ...ried in a place he knows
+ ...the caves of the small
+ ...essed of ingots, gold, money,
+ ...know of the existence of this treasure, which
+ ...lions of Roman crowns, and which he
+ ...ck from the small
+ ...ings have been made
+ ...ngle in the second;
+ ...tire to him
+ ...ar Spada."
+
+Faria followed him with an excited look. "and now," he said,
+when he saw that Dantes had read the last line, "put the two
+fragments together, and judge for yourself." Dantes obeyed,
+and the conjointed pieces gave the following: --
+
+"This 25th day of April, 1498, be...ing invited to dine by
+his Holiness Alexander VI., and fearing that not...content
+with making me pay for my hat, he may desire to become my
+heir, and re...serves for me the fate of Cardinals Caprara
+and Bentivoglio, who were poisoned...I declare to my nephew,
+Guido Spada, my sole heir, that I have bu...ried in a place
+he knows and has visited with me, that is, in...the caves of
+the small Island of Monte Cristo all I poss...ssed of
+ingots, gold, money, jewels, diamonds, gems; that I
+alone...know of the existence of this treasure, which may
+amount to nearly two mil...lions of Roman crowns, and which
+he will find on raising the twentieth ro...ck from the small
+creek to the east in a right line. Two open...ings have been
+made in these caves; the treasure is in the furthest
+a...ngle in the second; which treasure I bequeath and leave
+en...tire to him as my sole heir.
+"25th April, 1498.
+"Caes...ar Spada."
+
+"Well, do you comprehend now?" inquired Faria.
+
+"It is the declaration of Cardinal Spada, and the will so
+long sought for," replied Edmond, still incredulous.
+
+"Yes; a thousand times, yes!"
+
+"And who completed it as it now is?"
+
+"I did. Aided by the remaining fragment, I guessed the rest;
+measuring the length of the lines by those of the paper, and
+divining the hidden meaning by means of what was in part
+revealed, as we are guided in a cavern by the small ray of
+light above us."
+
+"And what did you do when you arrived at this conclusion?"
+
+"I resolved to set out, and did set out at that very
+instant, carrying with me the beginning of my great work,
+the unity of the Italian kingdom; but for some time the
+imperial police (who at this period, quite contrary to what
+Napoleon desired so soon as he had a son born to him, wished
+for a partition of provinces) had their eyes on me; and my
+hasty departure, the cause of which they were unable to
+guess, having aroused their suspicions, I was arrested at
+the very moment I was leaving Piombino.
+
+"Now," continued Faria, addressing Dantes with an almost
+paternal expression, "now, my dear fellow, you know as much
+as I do myself. If we ever escape together, half this
+treasure is yours; if I die here, and you escape alone, the
+whole belongs to you."
+
+"But," inquired Dantes hesitating, "has this treasure no
+more legitimate possessor in the world than ourselves?"
+
+"No, no, be easy on that score; the family is extinct. The
+last Count of Spada, moreover, made me his heir, bequeathing
+to me this symbolic breviary, he bequeathed to me all it
+contained; no, no, make your mind satisfied on that point.
+If we lay hands on this fortune, we may enjoy it without
+remorse."
+
+"And you say this treasure amounts to" --
+
+"Two millions of Roman crowns; nearly thirteen millions of
+our money."*
+
+* $2,600,000 in 1894.
+
+"Impossible!" said Dantes, staggered at the enormous amount.
+
+"Impossible? and why?" asked the old man. "The Spada family
+was one of the oldest and most powerful families of the
+fifteenth century; and in those times, when other
+opportunities for investment were wanting, such
+accumulations of gold and jewels were by no means rare;
+there are at this day Roman families perishing of hunger,
+though possessed of nearly a million in diamonds and jewels,
+handed down by entail, and which they cannot touch." Edmond
+thought he was in a dream -- he wavered between incredulity
+and joy.
+
+"I have only kept this secret so long from you," continued
+Faria, "that I might test your character, and then surprise
+you. Had we escaped before my attack of catalepsy, I should
+have conducted you to Monte Cristo; now," he added, with a
+sigh, "it is you who will conduct me thither. Well, Dantes,
+you do not thank me?"
+
+"This treasure belongs to you, my dear friend," replied
+Dantes, "and to you only. I have no right to it. I am no
+relation of yours."
+
+"You are my son, Dantes," exclaimed the old man. "You are
+the child of my captivity. My profession condemns me to
+celibacy. God has sent you to me to console, at one and the
+same time, the man who could not be a father, and the
+prisoner who could not get free." And Faria extended the arm
+of which alone the use remained to him to the young man who
+threw himself upon his neck and wept.
+
+
+
+Chapter 19
+The Third Attack.
+
+Now that this treasure, which had so long been the object of
+the abbe's meditations, could insure the future happiness of
+him whom Faria really loved as a son, it had doubled its
+value in his eyes, and every day he expatiated on the
+amount, explaining to Dantes all the good which, with
+thirteen or fourteen millions of francs, a man could do in
+these days to his friends; and then Dantes' countenance
+became gloomy, for the oath of vengeance he had taken
+recurred to his memory, and he reflected how much ill, in
+these times, a man with thirteen or fourteen millions could
+do to his enemies.
+
+The abbe did not know the Island of Monte Cristo; but Dantes
+knew it, and had often passed it, situated twenty-five miles
+from Pianosa, between Corsica and the Island of Elba, and
+had once touched there. This island was, always had been,
+and still is, completely deserted. It is a rock of almost
+conical form, which looks as though it had been thrust up by
+volcanic force from the depth to the surface of the ocean.
+Dantes drew a plan of the island for Faria, and Faria gave
+Dantes advice as to the means he should employ to recover
+the treasure. But Dantes was far from being as enthusiastic
+and confident as the old man. It was past a question now
+that Faria was not a lunatic, and the way in which he had
+achieved the discovery, which had given rise to the
+suspicion of his madness, increased Edmond's admiration of
+him; but at the same time Dantes could not believe that the
+deposit, supposing it had ever existed, still existed; and
+though he considered the treasure as by no means chimerical,
+he yet believed it was no longer there.
+
+However, as if fate resolved on depriving the prisoners of
+their last chance, and making them understand that they were
+condemned to perpetual imprisonment, a new misfortune befell
+them; the gallery on the sea side, which had long been in
+ruins, was rebuilt. They had repaired it completely, and
+stopped up with vast masses of stone the hole Dantes had
+partly filled in. But for this precaution, which, it will be
+remembered, the abbe had made to Edmond, the misfortune
+would have been still greater, for their attempt to escape
+would have been detected, and they would undoubtedly have
+been separated. Thus a new, a stronger, and more inexorable
+barrier was interposed to cut off the realization of their
+hopes.
+
+"You see," said the young man, with an air of sorrowful
+resignation, to Faria, "that God deems it right to take from
+me any claim to merit for what you call my devotion to you.
+I have promised to remain forever with you, and now I could
+not break my promise if I would. The treasure will be no
+more mine than yours, and neither of us will quit this
+prison. But my real treasure is not that, my dear friend,
+which awaits me beneath the sombre rocks of Monte Cristo, it
+is your presence, our living together five or six hours a
+day, in spite of our jailers; it is the rays of intelligence
+you have elicited from my brain, the languages you have
+implanted in my memory, and which have taken root there with
+all their philological ramifications. These different
+sciences that you have made so easy to me by the depth of
+the knowledge you possess of them, and the clearness of the
+principles to which you have reduced them -- this is my
+treasure, my beloved friend, and with this you have made me
+rich and happy. Believe me, and take comfort, this is better
+for me than tons of gold and cases of diamonds, even were
+they not as problematical as the clouds we see in the
+morning floating over the sea, which we take for terra
+firma, and which evaporate and vanish as we draw near to
+them. To have you as long as possible near me, to hear your
+eloquent speech, -- which embellishes my mind, strengthens
+my soul, and makes my whole frame capable of great and
+terrible things, if I should ever be free, -- so fills my
+whole existence, that the despair to which I was just on the
+point of yielding when I knew you, has no longer any hold
+over me; and this -- this is my fortune -- not chimerical,
+but actual. I owe you my real good, my present happiness;
+and all the sovereigns of the earth, even Caesar Borgia
+himself, could not deprive me of this."
+
+Thus, if not actually happy, yet the days these two
+unfortunates passed together went quickly. Faria, who for so
+long a time had kept silence as to the treasure, now
+perpetually talked of it. As he had prophesied would be the
+case, he remained paralyzed in the right arm and the left
+leg, and had given up all hope of ever enjoying it himself.
+But he was continually thinking over some means of escape
+for his young companion, and anticipating the pleasure he
+would enjoy. For fear the letter might be some day lost or
+stolen, he compelled Dantes to learn it by heart; and Dantes
+knew it from the first to the last word. Then he destroyed
+the second portion, assured that if the first were seized,
+no one would be able to discover its real meaning. Whole
+hours sometimes passed while Faria was giving instructions
+to Dantes, -- instructions which were to serve him when he
+was at liberty. Then, once free, from the day and hour and
+moment when he was so, he could have but one only thought,
+which was, to gain Monte Cristo by some means, and remain
+there alone under some pretext which would arouse no
+suspicions; and once there, to endeavor to find the
+wonderful caverns, and search in the appointed spot, -- the
+appointed spot, be it remembered, being the farthest angle
+in the second opening.
+
+In the meanwhile the hours passed, if not rapidly, at least
+tolerably. Faria, as we have said, without having recovered
+the use of his hand and foot, had regained all the clearness
+of his understanding, and had gradually, besides the moral
+instructions we have detailed, taught his youthful companion
+the patient and sublime duty of a prisoner, who learns to
+make something from nothing. They were thus perpetually
+employed, -- Faria, that he might not see himself grow old;
+Dantes, for fear of recalling the almost extinct past which
+now only floated in his memory like a distant light
+wandering in the night. So life went on for them as it does
+for those who are not victims of misfortune and whose
+activities glide along mechanically and tranquilly beneath
+the eye of providence.
+
+But beneath this superficial calm there were in the heart of
+the young man, and perhaps in that of the old man, many
+repressed desires, many stifled sighs, which found vent when
+Faria was left alone, and when Edmond returned to his cell.
+One night Edmond awoke suddenly, believing that he heard
+some one calling him. He opened his eyes upon utter
+darkness. His name, or rather a plaintive voice which
+essayed to pronounce his name, reached him. He sat up in bed
+and a cold sweat broke out upon his brow. Undoubtedly the
+call came from Faria's dungeon. "Alas," murmured Edmond;
+"can it be?"
+
+He moved his bed, drew up the stone, rushed into the
+passage, and reached the opposite extremity; the secret
+entrance was open. By the light of the wretched and wavering
+lamp, of which we have spoken, Dantes saw the old man, pale,
+but yet erect, clinging to the bedstead. His features were
+writhing with those horrible symptoms which he already knew,
+and which had so seriously alarmed him when he saw them for
+the first time.
+
+"Alas, my dear friend," said Faria in a resigned tone, "you
+understand, do you not, and I need not attempt to explain to
+you?"
+
+Edmond uttered a cry of agony, and, quite out of his senses,
+rushed towards the door, exclaiming, "Help, help!" Faria had
+just sufficient strength to restrain him.
+
+"Silence," he said, "or you are lost. We must now only think
+of you, my dear friend, and so act as to render your
+captivity supportable or your flight possible. It would
+require years to do again what I have done here, and the
+results would be instantly destroyed if our jailers knew we
+had communicated with each other. Besides, be assured, my
+dear Edmond, the dungeon I am about to leave will not long
+remain empty; some other unfortunate being will soon take my
+place, and to him you will appear like an angel of
+salvation. Perhaps he will be young, strong, and enduring,
+like yourself, and will aid you in your escape, while I have
+been but a hindrance. You will no longer have half a dead
+body tied to you as a drag to all your movements. At length
+providence has done something for you; he restores to you
+more than he takes away, and it was time I should die."
+
+Edmond could only clasp his hands and exclaim, "Oh, my
+friend, my friend, speak not thus!" and then resuming all
+his presence of mind, which had for a moment staggered under
+this blow, and his strength, which had failed at the words
+of the old man, he said, "Oh, I have saved you once, and I
+will save you a second time!" And raising the foot of the
+bed, he drew out the phial, still a third filled with the
+red liquor.
+
+"See," he exclaimed, "there remains still some of the magic
+draught. Quick, quick! tell me what I must do this time; are
+there any fresh instructions? Speak, my friend; I listen."
+
+"There is not a hope," replied Faria, shaking his head, "but
+no matter; God wills it that man whom he has created, and in
+whose heart he has so profoundly rooted the love of life,
+should do all in his power to preserve that existence,
+which, however painful it may be, is yet always so dear."
+
+"Oh, yes, yes!" exclaimed Dantes; "and I tell you that I
+will save you yet."
+
+"Well, then, try. The cold gains upon me. I feel the blood
+flowing towards my brain. These horrible chills, which make
+my teeth chatter and seem to dislocate my bones, begin to
+pervade my whole frame; in five minutes the malady will
+reach its height, and in a quarter of an hour there will be
+nothing left of me but a corpse."
+
+"Oh!" exclaimed Dantes, his heart wrung with anguish.
+
+"Do as you did before, only do not wait so long, all the
+springs of life are now exhausted in me, and death," he
+continued, looking at his paralyzed arm and leg, "has but
+half its work to do. If, after having made me swallow twelve
+drops instead of ten, you see that I do not recover, then
+pour the rest down my throat. Now lift me on my bed, for I
+can no longer support myself."
+
+Edmond took the old man in his arms, and laid him on the
+bed.
+
+"And now, my dear friend," said Faria, "sole consolation of
+my wretched existence, -- you whom heaven gave me somewhat
+late, but still gave me, a priceless gift, and for which I
+am most grateful, -- at the moment of separating from you
+forever, I wish you all the happiness and all the prosperity
+you so well deserve. My son, I bless thee!" The young man
+cast himself on his knees, leaning his head against the old
+man's bed.
+
+"Listen, now, to what I say in this my dying moment. The
+treasure of the Spadas exists. God grants me the boon of
+vision unrestricted by time or space. I see it in the depths
+of the inner cavern. My eyes pierce the inmost recesses of
+the earth, and are dazzled at the sight of so much riches.
+If you do escape, remember that the poor abbe, whom all the
+world called mad, was not so. Hasten to Monte Cristo --
+avail yourself of the fortune -- for you have indeed
+suffered long enough." A violent convulsion attacked the old
+man. Dantes raised his head and saw Faria's eyes injected
+with blood. It seemed as if a flow of blood had ascended
+from the chest to the head.
+
+"Adieu, adieu!" murmured the old man, clasping Edmond's hand
+convulsively -- "adieu!"
+
+"Oh, no, -- no, not yet," he cried; "do not forsake me! Oh,
+succor him! Help -- help -- help!"
+
+"Hush -- hush!" murmured the dying man, "that they may not
+separate us if you save me!"
+
+"You are right. Oh, yes, yes; be assured I shall save you!
+Besides, although you suffer much, you do not seem to be in
+such agony as you were before."
+
+"Do not mistake. I suffer less because there is in me less
+strength to endure. At your age we have faith in life; it is
+the privilege of youth to believe and hope, but old men see
+death more clearly. Oh, 'tis here -- 'tis here -- 'tis over
+-- my sight is gone -- my senses fail! Your hand, Dantes!
+Adieu -- adieu!" And raising himself by a final effort, in
+which he summoned all his faculties, he said, -- "Monte
+Cristo, forget not Monte Cristo!" And he fell back on the
+bed. The crisis was terrible, and a rigid form with twisted
+limbs, swollen eyelids, and lips flecked with bloody foam,
+lay on the bed of torture, in place of the intellectual
+being who so lately rested there.
+
+Dantes took the lamp, placed it on a projecting stone above
+the bed, whence its tremulous light fell with strange and
+fantastic ray on the distorted countenance and motionless,
+stiffened body. With steady gaze he awaited confidently the
+moment for administering the restorative.
+
+When he believed that the right moment had arrived, he took
+the knife, pried open the teeth, which offered less
+resistance than before, counted one after the other twelve
+drops, and watched; the phial contained, perhaps, twice as
+much more. He waited ten minutes, a quarter of an hour, half
+an hour, -- no change took place. Trembling, his hair erect,
+his brow bathed with perspiration, he counted the seconds by
+the beating of his heart. Then he thought it was time to
+make the last trial, and he put the phial to the purple lips
+of Faria, and without having occasion to force open his
+jaws, which had remained extended, he poured the whole of
+the liquid down his throat.
+
+The draught produced a galvanic effect, a violent trembling
+pervaded the old man's limbs, his eyes opened until it was
+fearful to gaze upon them, he heaved a sigh which resembled
+a shriek, and then his convulsed body returned gradually to
+its former immobility, the eyes remaining open.
+
+Half an hour, an hour, an hour and a half elapsed, and
+during this period of anguish, Edmond leaned over his
+friend, his hand applied to his heart, and felt the body
+gradually grow cold, and the heart's pulsation become more
+and more deep and dull, until at length it stopped; the last
+movement of the heart ceased, the face became livid, the
+eyes remained open, but the eyeballs were glazed. It was six
+o'clock in the morning, the dawn was just breaking, and its
+feeble ray came into the dungeon, and paled the ineffectual
+light of the lamp. Strange shadows passed over the
+countenance of the dead man, and at times gave it the
+appearance of life. While the struggle between day and night
+lasted, Dantes still doubted; but as soon as the daylight
+gained the pre-eminence, he saw that he was alone with a
+corpse. Then an invincible and extreme terror seized upon
+him, and he dared not again press the hand that hung out of
+bed, he dared no longer to gaze on those fixed and vacant
+eyes, which he tried many times to close, but in vain --
+they opened again as soon as shut. He extinguished the lamp,
+carefully concealed it, and then went away, closing as well
+as he could the entrance to the secret passage by the large
+stone as he descended.
+
+It was time, for the jailer was coming. On this occasion he
+began his rounds at Dantes' cell, and on leaving him he went
+on to Faria's dungeon, taking thither breakfast and some
+linen. Nothing betokened that the man know anything of what
+had occurred. He went on his way.
+
+Dantes was then seized with an indescribable desire to know
+what was going on in the dungeon of his unfortunate friend.
+He therefore returned by the subterraneous gallery, and
+arrived in time to hear the exclamations of the turnkey, who
+called out for help. Other turnkeys came, and then was heard
+the regular tramp of soldiers. Last of all came the
+governor.
+
+Edmond heard the creaking of the bed as they moved the
+corpse, heard the voice of the governor, who asked them to
+throw water on the dead man's face; and seeing that, in
+spite of this application, the prisoner did not recover,
+they sent for the doctor. The governor then went out, and
+words of pity fell on Dantes' listening ears, mingled with
+brutal laughter.
+
+"Well, well," said one, "the madman has gone to look after
+his treasure. Good journey to him!"
+
+"With all his millions, he will not have enough to pay for
+his shroud!" said another.
+
+"Oh," added a third voice, "the shrouds of the Chateau d'If
+are not dear!"
+
+"Perhaps," said one of the previous speakers, "as he was a
+churchman, they may go to some expense in his behalf."
+
+"They may give him the honors of the sack."
+
+Edmond did not lose a word, but comprehended very little of
+what was said. The voices soon ceased, and it seemed to him
+as if every one had left the cell. Still he dared not to
+enter, as they might have left some turnkey to watch the
+dead. He remained, therefore, mute and motionless, hardly
+venturing to breathe. At the end of an hour, he heard a
+faint noise, which increased. It was the governor who
+returned, followed by the doctor and other attendants. There
+was a moment's silence, -- it was evident that the doctor
+was examining the dead body. The inquiries soon commenced.
+
+The doctor analyzed the symptoms of the malady to which the
+prisoner had succumbed, and declared that he was dead.
+Questions and answers followed in a nonchalant manner that
+made Dantes indignant, for he felt that all the world should
+have for the poor abbe a love and respect equal to his own.
+
+"I am very sorry for what you tell me," said the governor,
+replying to the assurance of the doctor, "that the old man
+is really dead; for he was a quiet, inoffensive prisoner,
+happy in his folly, and required no watching."
+
+"Ah," added the turnkey, "there was no occasion for watching
+him: he would have stayed here fifty years, I'll answer for
+it, without any attempt to escape."
+
+"Still," said the governor, "I believe it will be requisite,
+notwithstanding your certainty, and not that I doubt your
+science, but in discharge of my official duty, that we
+should be perfectly assured that the prisoner is dead."
+There was a moment of complete silence, during which Dantes,
+still listening, knew that the doctor was examining the
+corpse a second time.
+
+"You may make your mind easy," said the doctor; "he is dead.
+I will answer for that."
+
+"You know, sir," said the governor, persisting, "that we are
+not content in such cases as this with such a simple
+examination. In spite of all appearances, be so kind,
+therefore, as to finish your duty by fulfilling the
+formalities described by law."
+
+"Let the irons be heated," said the doctor; "but really it
+is a useless precaution." This order to heat the irons made
+Dantes shudder. He heard hasty steps, the creaking of a
+door, people going and coming, and some minutes afterwards a
+turnkey entered, saying, --
+
+"Here is the brazier, lighted." There was a moment's
+silence, and then was heard the crackling of burning flesh,
+of which the peculiar and nauseous smell penetrated even
+behind the wall where Dantes was listening in horror. The
+perspiration poured forth upon the young man's brow, and he
+felt as if he should faint.
+
+"You see, sir, he is really dead," said the doctor; "this
+burn in the heel is decisive. The poor fool is cured of his
+folly, and delivered from his captivity."
+
+"Wasn't his name Faria?" inquired one of the officers who
+accompanied the governor.
+
+"Yes, sir; and, as he said, it was an ancient name. He was,
+too, very learned, and rational enough on all points which
+did not relate to his treasure; but on that, indeed, he was
+intractable."
+
+"It is the sort of malady which we call monomania," said the
+doctor.
+
+"You had never anything to complain of?" said the governor
+to the jailer who had charge of the abbe.
+
+"Never, sir," replied the jailer, "never; on the contrary,
+he sometimes amused me very much by telling me stories. One
+day, too, when my wife was ill, he gave me a prescription
+which cured her."
+
+"Ah, ah!" said the doctor, "I did not know that I had a
+rival; but I hope, governor, that you will show him all
+proper respect."
+
+"Yes, yes, make your mind easy, he shall be decently
+interred in the newest sack we can find. Will that satisfy
+you?"
+
+"Must this last formality take place in your presence, sir?"
+inquired a turnkey.
+
+"Certainly. But make haste -- I cannot stay here all day."
+Other footsteps, going and coming, were now heard, and a
+moment afterwards the noise of rustling canvas reached
+Dantes' ears, the bed creaked, and the heavy footfall of a
+man who lifts a weight sounded on the floor; then the bed
+again creaked under the weight deposited upon it.
+
+"This evening," said the governor.
+
+"Will there be any mass?" asked one of the attendants.
+
+"That is impossible," replied the governor. "The chaplain of
+the chateau came to me yesterday to beg for leave of
+absence, in order to take a trip to Hyeres for a week. I
+told him I would attend to the prisoners in his absence. If
+the poor abbe had not been in such a hurry, he might have
+had his requiem."
+
+"Pooh, pooh;" said the doctor, with the impiety usual in
+persons of his profession; "he is a churchman. God will
+respect his profession, and not give the devil the wicked
+delight of sending him a priest." A shout of laughter
+followed this brutal jest. Meanwhile the operation of
+putting the body in the sack was going on.
+
+"This evening," said the governor, when the task was ended.
+
+"At what hour?" inquired a turnkey.
+
+"Why, about ten or eleven o'clock."
+
+"Shall we watch by the corpse?"
+
+"Of what use would it be? Shut the dungeon as if he were
+alive -- that is all." Then the steps retreated, and the
+voices died away in the distance; the noise of the door,
+with its creaking hinges and bolts ceased, and a silence
+more sombre than that of solitude ensued, -- the silence of
+death, which was all-pervasive, and struck its icy chill to
+the very soul of Dantes. Then he raised the flag-stone
+cautiously with his head, and looked carefully around the
+chamber. It was empty, and Dantes emerged from the tunnel.
+
+
+
+Chapter 20
+The Cemetery of the Chateau D'If.
+
+On the bed, at full length, and faintly illuminated by the
+pale light that came from the window, lay a sack of canvas,
+and under its rude folds was stretched a long and stiffened
+form; it was Faria's last winding-sheet, -- a winding-sheet
+which, as the turnkey said, cost so little. Everything was
+in readiness. A barrier had been placed between Dantes and
+his old friend. No longer could Edmond look into those
+wide-open eyes which had seemed to be penetrating the
+mysteries of death; no longer could he clasp the hand which
+had done so much to make his existence blessed. Faria, the
+beneficent and cheerful companion, with whom he was
+accustomed to live so intimately, no longer breathed. He
+seated himself on the edge of that terrible bed, and fell
+into melancholy and gloomy revery.
+
+Alone -- he was alone again -- again condemned to silence --
+again face to face with nothingness! Alone! -- never again
+to see the face, never again to hear the voice of the only
+human being who united him to earth! Was not Faria's fate
+the better, after all -- to solve the problem of life at its
+source, even at the risk of horrible suffering? The idea of
+suicide, which his friend had driven away and kept away by
+his cheerful presence, now hovered like a phantom over the
+abbe's dead body.
+
+"If I could die," he said, "I should go where he goes, and
+should assuredly find him again. But how to die? It is very
+easy," he went on with a smile; "I will remain here, rush on
+the first person that opens the door, strangle him, and then
+they will guillotine me." But excessive grief is like a
+storm at sea, where the frail bark is tossed from the depths
+to the top of the wave. Dantes recoiled from the idea of so
+infamous a death, and passed suddenly from despair to an
+ardent desire for life and liberty.
+
+"Die? oh, no," he exclaimed -- "not die now, after having
+lived and suffered so long and so much! Die? yes, had I died
+years ago; but now to die would be, indeed, to give way to
+the sarcasm of destiny. No, I want to live; I shall struggle
+to the very last; I will yet win back the happiness of which
+I have been deprived. Before I die I must not forget that I
+have my executioners to punish, and perhaps, too, who knows,
+some friends to reward. Yet they will forget me here, and I
+shall die in my dungeon like Faria." As he said this, he
+became silent and gazed straight before him like one
+overwhelmed with a strange and amazing thought. Suddenly he
+arose, lifted his hand to his brow as if his brain wore
+giddy, paced twice or thrice round the dungeon, and then
+paused abruptly by the bed.
+
+"Just God!" he muttered, "whence comes this thought? Is it
+from thee? Since none but the dead pass freely from this
+dungeon, let me take the place of the dead!" Without giving
+himself time to reconsider his decision, and, indeed, that
+he might not allow his thoughts to be distracted from his
+desperate resolution, he bent over the appalling shroud,
+opened it with the knife which Faria had made, drew the
+corpse from the sack, and bore it along the tunnel to his
+own chamber, laid it on his couch, tied around its head the
+rag he wore at night around his own, covered it with his
+counterpane, once again kissed the ice-cold brow, and tried
+vainly to close the resisting eyes, which glared horribly,
+turned the head towards the wall, so that the jailer might,
+when he brought the evening meal, believe that he was
+asleep, as was his frequent custom; entered the tunnel
+again, drew the bed against the wall, returned to the other
+cell, took from the hiding-place the needle and thread,
+flung off his rags, that they might feel only naked flesh
+beneath the coarse canvas, and getting inside the sack,
+placed himself in the posture in which the dead body had
+been laid, and sewed up the mouth of the sack from the
+inside.
+
+He would have been discovered by the beating of his heart,
+if by any mischance the jailers had entered at that moment.
+Dantes might have waited until the evening visit was over,
+but he was afraid that the governor would change his mind,
+and order the dead body to be removed earlier. In that case
+his last hope would have been destroyed. Now his plans were
+fully made, and this is what he intended to do. If while he
+was being carried out the grave-diggers should discover that
+they were bearing a live instead of a dead body, Dantes did
+not intend to give them time to recognize him, but with a
+sudden cut of the knife, he meant to open the sack from top
+to bottom, and, profiting by their alarm, escape; if they
+tried to catch him, he would use his knife to better
+purpose.
+
+If they took him to the cemetery and laid him in a grave, he
+would allow himself to be covered with earth, and then, as
+it was night, the grave-diggers could scarcely have turned
+their backs before he would have worked his way through the
+yielding soil and escaped. He hoped that the weight of earth
+would not be so great that he could not overcome it. If he
+was detected in this and the earth proved too heavy, he
+would be stifled, and then -- so much the better, all would
+be over. Dantes had not eaten since the preceding evening,
+but he had not thought of hunger, nor did he think of it
+now. His situation was too precarious to allow him even time
+to reflect on any thought but one.
+
+The first risk that Dantes ran was, that the jailer, when he
+brought him his supper at seven o'clock, might perceive the
+change that had been made; fortunately, twenty times at
+least, from misanthropy or fatigue, Dantes had received his
+jailer in bed, and then the man placed his bread and soup on
+the table, and went away without saying a word. This time
+the jailer might not be as silent as usual, but speak to
+Dantes, and seeing that he received no reply, go to the bed,
+and thus discover all.
+
+When seven o'clock came, Dantes' agony really began. His
+hand placed upon his heart was unable to redress its
+throbbings, while, with the other he wiped the perspiration
+from his temples. From time to time chills ran through his
+whole body, and clutched his heart in a grasp of ice. Then
+he thought he was going to die. Yet the hours passed on
+without any unusual disturbance, and Dantes knew that he had
+escaped the first peril. It was a good augury. At length,
+about the hour the governor had appointed, footsteps were
+heard on the stairs. Edmond felt that the moment had
+arrived, summoned up all his courage, held his breath, and
+would have been happy if at the same time he could have
+repressed the throbbing of his veins. The footsteps -- they
+were double -- paused at the door -- and Dantes guessed that
+the two grave-diggers had come to seek him -- this idea was
+soon converted into certainty, when he heard the noise they
+made in putting down the hand-bier. The door opened, and a
+dim light reached Dantes' eyes through the coarse sack that
+covered him; he saw two shadows approach his bed, a third
+remaining at the door with a torch in its hand. The two men,
+approaching the ends of the bed, took the sack by its
+extremities.
+
+"He's heavy though for an old and thin man," said one, as he
+raised the head.
+
+"They say every year adds half a pound to the weight of the
+bones," said another, lifting the feet.
+
+"Have you tied the knot?" inquired the first speaker.
+
+"What would be the use of carrying so much more weight?" was
+the reply, "I can do that when we get there."
+
+"Yes, you're right," replied the companion.
+
+"What's the knot for?" thought Dantes.
+
+They deposited the supposed corpse on the bier. Edmond
+stiffened himself in order to play the part of a dead man,
+and then the party, lighted by the man with the torch, who
+went first, ascended the stairs. Suddenly he felt the fresh
+and sharp night air, and Dantes knew that the mistral was
+blowing. It was a sensation in which pleasure and pain were
+strangely mingled. The bearers went on for twenty paces,
+then stopped, putting the bier down on the ground. One of
+them went away, and Dantes heard his shoes striking on the
+pavement.
+
+"Where am I?" he asked himself.
+
+"Really, he is by no means a light load!" said the other
+bearer, sitting on the edge of the hand-barrow. Dantes'
+first impulse was to escape, but fortunately he did not
+attempt it.
+
+"Give us a light," said the other bearer, "or I shall never
+find what I am looking for." The man with the torch
+complied, although not asked in the most polite terms.
+
+"What can he be looking for?" thought Edmond. "The spade,
+perhaps." An exclamation of satisfaction indicated that the
+grave-digger had found the object of his search. "Here it is
+at last," he said, "not without some trouble though."
+
+"Yes," was the answer, "but it has lost nothing by waiting."
+
+As he said this, the man came towards Edmond, who heard a
+heavy metallic substance laid down beside him, and at the
+same moment a cord was fastened round his feet with sudden
+and painful violence.
+
+"Well, have you tied the knot?" inquired the grave-digger,
+who was looking on.
+
+"Yes, and pretty tight too, I can tell you," was the answer.
+
+"Move on, then." And the bier was lifted once more, and they
+proceeded.
+
+They advanced fifty paces farther, and then stopped to open
+a door, then went forward again. The noise of the waves
+dashing against the rocks on which the chateau is built,
+reached Dantes' ear distinctly as they went forward.
+
+"Bad weather!" observed one of the bearers; "not a pleasant
+night for a dip in the sea."
+
+"Why, yes, the abbe runs a chance of being wet," said the
+other; and then there was a burst of brutal laughter. Dantes
+did not comprehend the jest, but his hair stood erect on his
+head.
+
+"Well, here we are at last," said one of them. "A little
+farther -- a little farther," said the other. "You know very
+well that the last was stopped on his way, dashed on the
+rocks, and the governor told us next day that we were
+careless fellows."
+
+They ascended five or six more steps, and then Dantes felt
+that they took him, one by the head and the other by the
+heels, and swung him to and fro. "One!" said the
+grave-diggers, "two! three!" And at the same instant Dantes
+felt himself flung into the air like a wounded bird,
+falling, falling, with a rapidity that made his blood
+curdle. Although drawn downwards by the heavy weight which
+hastened his rapid descent, it seemed to him as if the fall
+lasted for a century.
+
+At last, with a horrible splash, he darted like an arrow
+into the ice-cold water, and as he did so he uttered a
+shrill cry, stifled in a moment by his immersion beneath the
+waves.
+
+Dantes had been flung into the sea, and was dragged into its
+depths by a thirty-six pound shot tied to his feet. The sea
+is the cemetery of the Chateau d'If.
+
+
+
+Chapter 21
+The Island of Tiboulen.
+
+Dantes, although stunned and almost suffocated, had
+sufficient presence of mind to hold his breath, and as his
+right hand (prepared as he was for every chance) held his
+knife open, he rapidly ripped up the sack, extricated his
+arm, and then his body; but in spite of all his efforts to
+free himself from the shot, he felt it dragging him down
+still lower. He then bent his body, and by a desperate
+effort severed the cord that bound his legs, at the moment
+when it seemed as if he were actually strangled. With a
+mighty leap he rose to the surface of the sea, while the
+shot dragged down to the depths the sack that had so nearly
+become his shroud.
+
+Dantes waited only to get breath, and then dived, in order
+to avoid being seen. When he arose a second time, he was
+fifty paces from where he had first sunk. He saw overhead a
+black and tempestuous sky, across which the wind was driving
+clouds that occasionally suffered a twinkling star to
+appear; before him was the vast expanse of waters, sombre
+and terrible, whose waves foamed and roared as if before the
+approach of a storm. Behind him, blacker than the sea,
+blacker than the sky, rose phantom-like the vast stone
+structure, whose projecting crags seemed like arms extended
+to seize their prey, and on the highest rock was a torch
+lighting two figures. He fancied that these two forms were
+looking at the sea; doubtless these strange grave-diggers
+had heard his cry. Dantes dived again, and remained a long
+time beneath the water. This was an easy feat to him, for he
+usually attracted a crowd of spectators in the bay before
+the lighthouse at Marseilles when he swam there, and was
+unanimously declared to be the best swimmer in the port.
+When he came up again the light had disappeared.
+
+He must now get his bearings. Ratonneau and Pomegue are the
+nearest islands of all those that surround the Chateau d'If,
+but Ratonneau and Pomegue are inhabited, as is also the
+islet of Daume, Tiboulen and Lemaire were therefore the
+safest for Dantes' venture. The islands of Tiboulen and
+Lemaire are a league from the Chateau d'If; Dantes,
+nevertheless, determined to make for them. But how could he
+find his way in the darkness of the night? At this moment he
+saw the light of Planier, gleaming in front of him like a
+star. By leaving this light on the right, he kept the Island
+of Tiboulen a little on the left; by turning to the left,
+therefore, he would find it. But, as we have said, it was at
+least a league from the Chateau d'If to this island. Often
+in prison Faria had said to him, when he saw him idle and
+inactive, "Dantes, you must not give way to this
+listlessness; you will be drowned if you seek to escape, and
+your strength has not been properly exercised and prepared
+for exertion." These words rang in Dantes' ears, even
+beneath the waves; he hastened to cleave his way through
+them to see if he had not lost his strength. He found with
+pleasure that his captivity had taken away nothing of his
+power, and that he was still master of that element on whose
+bosom he had so often sported as a boy.
+
+Fear, that relentless pursuer, clogged Dantes' efforts. He
+listened for any sound that might be audible, and every time
+that he rose to the top of a wave he scanned the horizon,
+and strove to penetrate the darkness. He fancied that every
+wave behind him was a pursuing boat, and he redoubled his
+exertions, increasing rapidly his distance from the chateau,
+but exhausting his strength. He swam on still, and already
+the terrible chateau had disappeared in the darkness. He
+could not see it, but he felt its presence. An hour passed,
+during which Dantes, excited by the feeling of freedom,
+continued to cleave the waves. "Let us see," said he, "I
+have swum above an hour, but as the wind is against me, that
+has retarded my speed; however, if I am not mistaken, I must
+be close to Tiboulen. But what if I were mistaken?" A
+shudder passed over him. He sought to tread water, in order
+to rest himself; but the sea was too violent, and he felt
+that he could not make use of this means of recuperation.
+
+"Well," said he, "I will swim on until I am worn out, or the
+cramp seizes me, and then I shall sink;" and he struck out
+with the energy of despair.
+
+Suddenly the sky seemed to him to become still darker and
+more dense, and heavy clouds seemed to sweep down towards
+him; at the same time he felt a sharp pain in his knee. He
+fancied for a moment that he had been shot, and listened for
+the report; but he heard nothing. Then he put out his hand,
+and encountered an obstacle and with another stroke knew
+that he had gained the shore.
+
+Before him rose a grotesque mass of rocks, that resembled
+nothing so much as a vast fire petrified at the moment of
+its most fervent combustion. It was the Island of Tiboulen.
+Dantes rose, advanced a few steps, and, with a fervent
+prayer of gratitude, stretched himself on the granite. which
+seemed to him softer than down. Then, in spite of the wind
+and rain, he fell into the deep, sweet sleep of utter
+exhaustion. At the expiration of an hour Edmond was awakened
+by the roar of thunder. The tempest was let loose and
+beating the atmosphere with its mighty wings; from time to
+time a flash of lightning stretched across the heavens like
+a fiery serpent, lighting up the clouds that rolled on in
+vast chaotic waves.
+
+Dantes had not been deceived -- he had reached the first of
+the two islands, which was, in fact, Tiboulen. He knew that
+it was barren and without shelter; but when the sea became
+more calm, he resolved to plunge into its waves again, and
+swim to Lemaire, equally arid, but larger, and consequently
+better adapted for concealment.
+
+An overhanging rock offered him a temporary shelter, and
+scarcely had he availed himself of it when the tempest burst
+forth in all its fury. Edmond felt the trembling of the rock
+beneath which he lay; the waves, dashing themselves against
+it, wetted him with their spray. He was safely sheltered,
+and yet he felt dizzy in the midst of the warring of the
+elements and the dazzling brightness of the lightning. It
+seemed to him that the island trembled to its base, and that
+it would, like a vessel at anchor, break moorings, and bear
+him off into the centre of the storm. He then recollected
+that he had not eaten or drunk for four-and-twenty hours. He
+extended his hands, and drank greedily of the rainwater that
+had lodged in a hollow of the rock.
+
+As he rose, a flash of lightning, that seemed to rive the
+remotest heights of heaven, illumined the darkness. By its
+light, between the Island of Lemaire and Cape Croiselle, a
+quarter of a league distant, Dantes saw a fishing-boat
+driven rapidly like a spectre before the power of winds and
+waves. A second after, he saw it again, approaching with
+frightful rapidity. Dantes cried at the top of his voice to
+warn them of their danger, but they saw it themselves.
+Another flash showed him four men clinging to the shattered
+mast and the rigging, while a fifth clung to the broken
+rudder.
+
+The men he beheld saw him undoubtedly, for their cries were
+carried to his ears by the wind. Above the splintered mast a
+sail rent to tatters was waving; suddenly the ropes that
+still held it gave way, and it disappeared in the darkness
+of the night like a vast sea-bird. At the same moment a
+violent crash was heard, and cries of distress. Dantes from
+his rocky perch saw the shattered vessel, and among the
+fragments the floating forms of the hapless sailors. Then
+all was dark again.
+
+Dantes ran down the rocks at the risk of being himself
+dashed to pieces; he listened, he groped about, but he heard
+and saw nothing -- the cries had ceased, and the tempest
+continued to rage. By degrees the wind abated, vast gray
+clouds rolled towards the west, and the blue firmament
+appeared studded with bright stars. Soon a red streak became
+visible in the horizon, the waves whitened, a light played
+over them, and gilded their foaming crests with gold. It was
+day.
+
+Dantes stood mute and motionless before this majestic
+spectacle, as if he now beheld it for the first time; and
+indeed since his captivity in the Chateau d'If he had
+forgotten that such scenes were ever to be witnessed. He
+turned towards the fortress, and looked at both sea and
+land. The gloomy building rose from the bosom of the ocean
+with imposing majesty and seemed to dominate the scene. It
+was about five o'clock. The sea continued to get calmer.
+
+"In two or three hours," thought Dantes, "the turnkey will
+enter my chamber, find the body of my poor friend, recognize
+it, seek for me in vain, and give the alarm. Then the tunnel
+will be discovered; the men who cast me into the sea and who
+must have heard the cry I uttered, will be questioned. Then
+boats filled with armed soldiers will pursue the wretched
+fugitive. The cannon will warn every one to refuse shelter
+to a man wandering about naked and famished. The police of
+Marseilles will be on the alert by land, whilst the governor
+pursues me by sea. I am cold, I am hungry. I have lost even
+the knife that saved me. O my God, I have suffered enough
+surely! Have pity on me, and do for me what I am unable to
+do for myself."
+
+As Dantes (his eyes turned in the direction of the Chateau
+d'If) uttered this prayer, he saw off the farther point of
+the Island of Pomegue a small vessel with lateen sail
+skimming the sea like a gull in search of prey; and with his
+sailor's eye he knew it to be a Genoese tartan. She was
+coming out of Marseilles harbor, and was standing out to sea
+rapidly, her sharp prow cleaving through the waves. "Oh,"
+cried Edmond, "to think that in half an hour I could join
+her, did I not fear being questioned, detected, and conveyed
+back to Marseilles! What can I do? What story can I invent?
+under pretext of trading along the coast, these men, who are
+in reality smugglers, will prefer selling me to doing a good
+action. I must wait. But I cannot ---I am starving. In a few
+hours my strength will be utterly exhausted; besides,
+perhaps I have not been missed at the fortress. I can pass
+as one of the sailors wrecked last night. My story will be
+accepted, for there is no one left to contradict me."
+
+As he spoke, Dantes looked toward the spot where the
+fishing-vessel had been wrecked, and started. The red cap of
+one of the sailors hung to a point of the rock and some
+timbers that had formed part of the vessel's keel, floated
+at the foot of the crag. It an instant Dantes' plan was
+formed. he swam to the cap, placed it on his head, seized
+one of the timbers, and struck out so as to cut across the
+course the vessel was taking.
+
+"I am saved!" murmured he. And this conviction restored his
+strength.
+
+He soon saw that the vessel, with the wind dead ahead, was
+tacking between the Chateau d'If and the tower of Planier.
+For an instant he feared lest, instead of keeping in shore,
+she should stand out to sea; but he soon saw that she would
+pass, like most vessels bound for Italy, between the islands
+of Jaros and Calaseraigne. However, the vessel and the
+swimmer insensibly neared one another, and in one of its
+tacks the tartan bore down within a quarter of a mile of
+him. He rose on the waves, making signs of distress; but no
+one on board saw him, and the vessel stood on another tack.
+Dantes would have shouted, but he knew that the wind would
+drown his voice.
+
+It was then he rejoiced at his precaution in taking the
+timber, for without it he would have been unable, perhaps,
+to reach the vessel -- certainly to return to shore, should
+he be unsuccessful in attracting attention.
+
+Dantes, though almost sure as to what course the vessel
+would take, had yet watched it anxiously until it tacked and
+stood towards him. Then he advanced; but before they could
+meet, the vessel again changed her course. By a violent
+effort he rose half out of the water, waving his cap, and
+uttering a loud shout peculiar to sailers. This time he was
+both seen and heard, and the tartan instantly steered
+towards him. At the same time, he saw they were about to
+lower the boat.
+
+An instant after, the boat, rowed by two men, advanced
+rapidly towards him. Dantes let go of the timber, which he
+now thought to be useless, and swam vigorously to meet them.
+But he had reckoned too much upon his strength, and then he
+realized how serviceable the timber had been to him. His
+arms became stiff, his legs lost their flexibility, and he
+was almost breathless.
+
+He shouted again. The two sailors redoubled their efforts,
+and one of them cried in Italian, "Courage!"
+
+The word reached his ear as a wave which he no longer had
+the strength to surmount passed over his head. He rose again
+to the surface, struggled with the last desperate effort of
+a drowning man, uttered a third cry, and felt himself
+sinking, as if the fatal cannon shot were again tied to his
+feet. The water passed over his head, and the sky turned
+gray. A convulsive movement again brought him to the
+surface. He felt himself seized by the hair, then he saw and
+heard nothing. He had fainted.
+
+When he opened his eyes Dantes found himself on the deck of
+the tartan. His first care was to see what course they were
+taking. They were rapidly leaving the Chateau d'If behind.
+Dantes was so exhausted that the exclamation of joy he
+uttered was mistaken for a sigh.
+
+As we have said, he was lying on the deck. A sailor was
+rubbing his limbs with a woollen cloth; another, whom he
+recognized as the one who had cried out "Courage!" held a
+gourd full of rum to his mouth; while the third, an old
+sailer, at once the pilot and captain, looked on with that
+egotistical pity men feel for a misfortune that they have
+escaped yesterday, and which may overtake them to-morrow.
+
+A few drops of the rum restored suspended animation, while
+the friction of his limbs restored their elasticity.
+
+"Who are you?" said the pilot in bad French.
+
+"I am," replied Dantes, in bad Italian, "a Maltese sailor.
+We were coming from Syracuse laden with grain. The storm of
+last night overtook us at Cape Morgion, and we were wrecked
+on these rocks."
+
+"Where do you come from?"
+
+"From these rocks that I had the good luck to cling to while
+our captain and the rest of the crew were all lost. I saw
+your vessel, and fearful of being left to perish on the
+desolate island, I swam off on a piece of wreckage to try
+and intercept your course. You have saved my life, and I
+thank you," continued Dantes. "I was lost when one of your
+sailors caught hold of my hair."
+
+"It was I," said a sailor of a frank and manly appearance;
+"and it was time, for you were sinking."
+
+"Yes," returned Dantes, holding out his hand, "I thank you
+again."
+
+"I almost hesitated, though," replied the sailor; "you
+looked more like a brigand than an honest man, with your
+beard six inches, and your hair a foot long." Dantes
+recollected that his hair and beard had not been cut all the
+time he was at the Chateau d'If.
+
+"Yes," said he, "I made a vow, to our Lady of the Grotto not
+to cut my hair or beard for ten years if I were saved in a
+moment of danger; but to-day the vow expires."
+
+"Now what are we to do with you?" said the captain.
+
+"Alas, anything you please. My captain is dead; I have
+barely escaped; but I am a good sailor. Leave me at the
+first port you make; I shall be sure to find employment."
+
+"Do you know the Mediterranean?"
+
+"I have sailed over it since my childhood."
+
+"You know the best harbors?"
+
+"There are few ports that I could not enter or leave with a
+bandage over my eyes."
+
+"I say, captain," said the sailor who had cried "Courage!"
+to Dantes, "if what he says is true, what hinders his
+staying with us?"
+
+"If he says true," said the captain doubtingly. "But in his
+present condition he will promise anything, and take his
+chance of keeping it afterwards."
+
+"I will do more than I promise," said Dantes.
+
+"We shall see," returned the other, smiling.
+
+"Where are you going?" asked Dantes.
+
+"To Leghorn."
+
+"Then why, instead of tacking so frequently, do you not sail
+nearer the wind?"
+
+"Because we should run straight on to the Island of Rion."
+
+"You shall pass it by twenty fathoms."
+
+"Take the helm, and let us see what you know." The young man
+took the helm, felt to see if the vessel answered the rudder
+promptly and seeing that, without being a first-rate sailer,
+she yet was tolerably obedient, --
+
+"To the sheets," said he. The four seamen, who composed the
+crew, obeyed, while the pilot looked on. "Haul taut." --
+They obeyed.
+
+"Belay." This order was also executed; and the vessel
+passed, as Dantes had predicted, twenty fathoms to windward.
+
+"Bravo!" said the captain.
+
+"Bravo!" repeated the sailors. And they all looked with
+astonishment at this man whose eye now disclosed an
+intelligence and his body a vigor they had not thought him
+capable of showing.
+
+"You see," said Dantes, quitting the helm, "I shall be of
+some use to you, at least during the voyage. If you do not
+want me at Leghorn, you can leave me there, and I will pay
+you out of the first wages I get, for my food and the
+clothes you lend me."
+
+"Ah," said the captain, "we can agree very well, if you are
+reasonable."
+
+"Give me what you give the others, and it will be all
+right," returned Dantes.
+
+"That's not fair," said the seaman who had saved Dantes;
+"for you know more than we do."
+
+"What is that to you, Jacopo?" returned the Captain. "Every
+one is free to ask what he pleases."
+
+"That's true," replied Jacopo; "I only make a remark."
+
+"Well, you would do much better to find him a jacket and a
+pair of trousers, if you have them."
+
+"No," said Jacopo; "but I have a shirt and a pair of
+trousers."
+
+"That is all I want," interrupted Dantes. Jacopo dived into
+the hold and soon returned with what Edmond wanted.
+
+"Now, then, do you wish for anything else?" said the patron.
+
+"A piece of bread and another glass of the capital rum I
+tasted, for I have not eaten or drunk for a long time." He
+had not tasted food for forty hours. A piece of bread was
+brought, and Jacopo offered him the gourd.
+
+"Larboard your helm," cried the captain to the steersman.
+Dantes glanced that way as he lifted the gourd to his mouth;
+then paused with hand in mid-air.
+
+"Hollo! what's the matter at the Chateau d'If?" said the
+captain.
+
+A small white cloud, which had attracted Dantes' attention,
+crowned the summit of the bastion of the Chateau d'If. At
+the same moment the faint report of a gun was heard. The
+sailors looked at one another.
+
+"What is this?" asked the captain.
+
+"A prisoner has escaped from the Chateau d'If, and they are
+firing the alarm gun," replied Dantes. The captain glanced
+at him, but he had lifted the rum to his lips and was
+drinking it with so much composure, that suspicions, if the
+captain had any, died away.
+
+"At any rate," murmured he, "if it be, so much the better,
+for I have made a rare acquisition." Under pretence of being
+fatigued, Dantes asked to take the helm; the steersman, glad
+to be relieved, looked at the captain, and the latter by a
+sign indicated that he might abandon it to his new comrade.
+Dantes could thus keep his eyes on Marseilles.
+
+"What is the day of the month?" asked he of Jacopo, who sat
+down beside him.
+
+"The 28th of February."
+
+"In what year?"
+
+"In what year -- you ask me in what year?"
+
+"Yes," replied the young man, "I ask you in what year!"
+
+"You have forgotten then?"
+
+"I got such a fright last night," replied Dantes, smiling,
+"that I have almost lost my memory. I ask you what year is
+it?"
+
+"The year 1829," returned Jacopo. It was fourteen years day
+for day since Dantes' arrest. He was nineteen when he
+entered the Chateau d'If; he was thirty-three when he
+escaped. A sorrowful smile passed over his face; he asked
+himself what had become of Mercedes, who must believe him
+dead. Then his eyes lighted up with hatred as he thought of
+the three men who had caused him so long and wretched a
+captivity. He renewed against Danglars, Fernand, and
+Villefort the oath of implacable vengeance he had made in
+his dungeon. This oath was no longer a vain menace; for the
+fastest sailer in the Mediterranean would have been unable
+to overtake the little tartan, that with every stitch of
+canvas set was flying before the wind to Leghorn.
+
+
+
+Chapter 22
+The Smugglers.
+
+Dantes had not been a day on board before he had a very
+clear idea of the men with whom his lot had been cast.
+Without having been in the school of the Abbe Faria, the
+worthy master of The Young Amelia (the name of the Genoese
+tartan) knew a smattering of all the tongues spoken on the
+shores of that large lake called the Mediterranean, from the
+Arabic to the Provencal, and this, while it spared him
+interpreters, persons always troublesome and frequently
+indiscreet, gave him great facilities of communication,
+either with the vessels he met at sea, with the small boats
+sailing along the coast, or with the people without name,
+country, or occupation, who are always seen on the quays of
+seaports, and who live by hidden and mysterious means which
+we must suppose to be a direct gift of providence, as they
+have no visible means of support. It is fair to assume that
+Dantes was on board a smuggler.
+
+At first the captain had received Dantes on board with a
+certain degree of distrust. He was very well known to the
+customs officers of the coast; and as there was between
+these worthies and himself a perpetual battle of wits, he
+had at first thought that Dantes might be an emissary of
+these industrious guardians of rights and duties, who
+perhaps employed this ingenious means of learning some of
+the secrets of his trade. But the skilful manner in which
+Dantes had handled the lugger had entirely reassured him;
+and then, when he saw the light plume of smoke floating
+above the bastion of the Chateau d'If, and heard the distant
+report, he was instantly struck with the idea that he had on
+board his vessel one whose coming and going, like that of
+kings, was accompanied with salutes of artillery. This made
+him less uneasy, it must be owned, than if the new-comer had
+proved to be a customs officer; but this supposition also
+disappeared like the first, when he beheld the perfect
+tranquillity of his recruit.
+
+Edmond thus had the advantage of knowing what the owner was,
+without the owner knowing who he was; and however the old
+sailor and his crew tried to "pump" him, they extracted
+nothing more from him; he gave accurate descriptions of
+Naples and Malta, which he knew as well as Marseilles, and
+held stoutly to his first story. Thus the Genoese, subtle as
+he was, was duped by Edmond, in whose favor his mild
+demeanor, his nautical skill, and his admirable
+dissimulation, pleaded. Moreover, it is possible that the
+Genoese was one of those shrewd persons who know nothing but
+what they should know, and believe nothing but what they
+should believe.
+
+In this state of mutual understanding, they reached Leghorn.
+Here Edmond was to undergo another trial; he was to find out
+whether he could recognize himself, as he had not seen his
+own face for fourteen years. He had preserved a tolerably
+good remembrance of what the youth had been, and was now to
+find out what the man had become. His comrades believed that
+his vow was fulfilled. As he had twenty times touched at
+Leghorn, he remembered a barber in St. Ferdinand Street; he
+went there to have his beard and hair cut. The barber gazed
+in amazement at this man with the long, thick and black hair
+and beard, which gave his head the appearance of one of
+Titian's portraits. At this period it was not the fashion to
+wear so large a beard and hair so long; now a barber would
+only be surprised if a man gifted with such advantages
+should consent voluntarily to deprive himself of them. The
+Leghorn barber said nothing and went to work.
+
+When the operation was concluded, and Edmond felt that his
+chin was completely smooth, and his hair reduced to its
+usual length, he asked for a hand-glass. He was now, as we
+have said, three-and-thirty years of age, and his fourteen
+years' imprisonment had produced a great transformation in
+his appearance. Dantes had entered the Chateau d'If with the
+round, open, smiling face of a young and happy man, with
+whom the early paths of life have been smooth. and who
+anticipates a future corresponding with his past. This was
+now all changed. The oval face was lengthened, his smiling
+mouth had assumed the firm and marked lines which betoken
+resolution; his eyebrows were arched beneath a brow furrowed
+with thought; his eyes were full of melancholy, and from
+their depths occasionally sparkled gloomy fires of
+misanthropy and hatred; his complexion, so long kept from
+the sun, had now that pale color which produces, when the
+features are encircled with black hair, the aristocratic
+beauty of the man of the north; the profound learning he had
+acquired had besides diffused over his features a refined
+intellectual expression; and he had also acquired, being
+naturally of a goodly stature, that vigor which a frame
+possesses which has so long concentrated all its force
+within itself.
+
+To the elegance of a nervous and slight form had succeeded
+the solidity of a rounded and muscular figure. As to his
+voice, prayers, sobs, and imprecations had changed it so
+that at times it was of a singularly penetrating sweetness,
+and at others rough and almost hoarse. Moreover, from being
+so long in twilight or darkness, his eyes had acquired the
+faculty of distinguishing objects in the night, common to
+the hyena and the wolf. Edmond smiled when he beheld
+himself: it was impossible that his best friend -- if,
+indeed, he had any friend left -- could recognize him; he
+could not recognize himself.
+
+The master of The Young Amelia, who was very desirous of
+retaining amongst his crew a man of Edmond's value, had
+offered to advance him funds out of his future profits,
+which Edmond had accepted. His next care on leaving the
+barber's who had achieved his first metamorphosis was to
+enter a shop and buy a complete sailor's suit -- a garb, as
+we all know, very simple, and consisting of white trousers,
+a striped shirt, and a cap. It was in this costume, and
+bringing back to Jacopo the shirt and trousers he had lent
+him, that Edmond reappeared before the captain of the
+lugger, who had made him tell his story over and over again
+before he could believe him, or recognize in the neat and
+trim sailor the man with thick and matted beard, hair
+tangled with seaweed, and body soaking in seabrine, whom he
+had picked up naked and nearly drowned. Attracted by his
+prepossessing appearance, he renewed his offers of an
+engagement to Dantes; but Dantes, who had his own projects,
+would not agree for a longer time than three months.
+
+The Young Amelia had a very active crew, very obedient to
+their captain, who lost as little time as possible. He had
+scarcely been a week at Leghorn before the hold of his
+vessel was filled with printed muslins, contraband cottons,
+English powder, and tobacco on which the excise had
+forgotten to put its mark. The master was to get all this
+out of Leghorn free of duties, and land it on the shores of
+Corsica, where certain speculators undertook to forward the
+cargo to France. They sailed; Edmond was again cleaving the
+azure sea which had been the first horizon of his youth, and
+which he had so often dreamed of in prison. He left Gorgone
+on his right and La Pianosa on his left, and went towards
+the country of Paoli and Napoleon. The next morning going on
+deck, as he always did at an early hour, the patron found
+Dantes leaning against the bulwarks gazing with intense
+earnestness at a pile of granite rocks, which the rising sun
+tinged with rosy light. It was the Island of Monte Cristo.
+The Young Amelia left it three-quarters of a league to the
+larboard, and kept on for Corsica.
+
+Dantes thought, as they passed so closely to the island
+whose name was so interesting to him, that he had only to
+leap into the sea and in half an hour be at the promised
+land. But then what could he do without instruments to
+discover his treasure, without arms to defend himself?
+Besides, what would the sailors say? What would the patron
+think? He must wait.
+
+Fortunately, Dantes had learned how to wait; he had waited
+fourteen years for his liberty, and now he was free he could
+wait at least six months or a year for wealth. Would he not
+have accepted liberty without riches if it had been offered
+to him? Besides, were not those riches chimerical? --
+offspring of the brain of the poor Abbe Faria, had they not
+died with him? It is true, the letter of the Cardinal Spada
+was singularly circumstantial, and Dantes repeated it to
+himself, from one end to the other, for he had not forgotten
+a word.
+
+Evening came, and Edmond saw the island tinged with the
+shades of twilight, and then disappear in the darkness from
+all eyes but his own, for he, with vision accustomed to the
+gloom of a prison, continued to behold it last of all, for
+he remained alone upon deck. The next morn broke off the
+coast of Aleria; all day they coasted, and in the evening
+saw fires lighted on land; the position of these was no
+doubt a signal for landing, for a ship's lantern was hung up
+at the mast-head instead of the streamer, and they came to
+within a gunshot of the shore. Dantes noticed that the
+captain of The Young Amelia had, as he neared the land,
+mounted two small culverins, which, without making much
+noise, can throw a four ounce ball a thousand paces or so.
+
+But on this occasion the precaution was superfluous, and
+everything proceeded with the utmost smoothness and
+politeness. Four shallops came off with very little noise
+alongside the lugger, which, no doubt, in acknowledgement of
+the compliment, lowered her own shallop into the sea, and
+the five boats worked so well that by two o'clock in the
+morning all the cargo was out of The Young Amelia and on
+terra firma. The same night, such a man of regularity was
+the patron of The Young Amelia, the profits were divided,
+and each man had a hundred Tuscan livres, or about eighty
+francs. But the voyage was not ended. They turned the
+bowsprit towards Sardinia, where they intended to take in a
+cargo, which was to replace what had been discharged. The
+second operation was as successful as the first, The Young
+Amelia was in luck. This new cargo was destined for the
+coast of the Duchy of Lucca, and consisted almost entirely
+of Havana cigars, sherry, and Malaga wines.
+
+There they had a bit of a skirmish in getting rid of the
+duties; the excise was, in truth, the everlasting enemy of
+the patron of The Young Amelia. A customs officer was laid
+low, and two sailors wounded; Dantes was one of the latter,
+a ball having touched him in the left shoulder. Dantes was
+almost glad of this affray, and almost pleased at being
+wounded, for they were rude lessons which taught him with
+what eye he could view danger, and with what endurance he
+could bear suffering. He had contemplated danger with a
+smile, and when wounded had exclaimed with the great
+philosopher, "Pain, thou art not an evil." He had, moreover.
+looked upon the customs officer wounded to death, and,
+whether from heat of blood produced by the encounter, or the
+chill of human sentiment, this sight had made but slight
+impression upon him. Dantes was on the way he desired to
+follow, and was moving towards the end he wished to achieve;
+his heart was in a fair way of petrifying in his bosom.
+Jacopo, seeing him fall, had believed him killed, and
+rushing towards him raised him up, and then attended to him
+with all the kindness of a devoted comrade.
+
+This world was not then so good as Doctor Pangloss believed
+it, neither was it so wicked as Dantes thought it, since
+this man, who had nothing to expect from his comrade but the
+inheritance of his share of the prize-money, manifested so
+much sorrow when he saw him fall. Fortunately, as we have
+said, Edmond was only wounded, and with certain herbs
+gathered at certain seasons, and sold to the smugglers by
+the old Sardinian women, the wound soon closed. Edmond then
+resolved to try Jacopo, and offered him in return for his
+attention a share of his prize-money, but Jacopo refused it
+indignantly.
+
+As a result of the sympathetic devotion which Jacopo had
+from the first bestowed on Edmond, the latter was moved to a
+certain degree of affection. But this sufficed for Jacopo,
+who instinctively felt that Edmond had a right to
+superiority of position -- a superiority which Edmond had
+concealed from all others. And from this time the kindness
+which Edmond showed him was enough for the brave seaman.
+
+Then in the long days on board ship, when the vessel,
+gliding on with security over the azure sea, required no
+care but the hand of the helmsman, thanks to the favorable
+winds that swelled her sails, Edmond, with a chart in his
+hand, became the instructor of Jacopo, as the poor Abbe
+Faria had been his tutor. He pointed out to him the bearings
+of the coast, explained to him the variations of the
+compass, and taught him to read in that vast book opened
+over our heads which they call heaven, and where God writes
+in azure with letters of diamonds. And when Jacopo inquired
+of him, "What is the use of teaching all these things to a
+poor sailor like me?" Edmond replied, "Who knows? You may
+one day be the captain of a vessel. Your fellow-countryman,
+Bonaparte, became emperor." We had forgotten to say that
+Jacopo was a Corsican.
+
+Two months and a half elapsed in these trips, and Edmond had
+become as skilful a coaster as he had been a hardy seaman;
+he had formed an acquaintance with all the smugglers on the
+coast, and learned all the Masonic signs by which these half
+pirates recognize each other. He had passed and re-passed
+his Island of Monte Cristo twenty times, but not once had he
+found an opportunity of landing there. He then formed a
+resolution. As soon as his engagement with the patron of The
+Young Amelia ended, he would hire a small vessel on his own
+account -- for in his several voyages he had amassed a
+hundred piastres -- and under some pretext land at the
+Island of Monte Cristo. Then he would be free to make his
+researches, not perhaps entirely at liberty, for he would be
+doubtless watched by those who accompanied him. But in this
+world we must risk something. Prison had made Edmond
+prudent, and he was desirous of running no risk whatever.
+But in vain did he rack his imagination; fertile as it was,
+he could not devise any plan for reaching the island without
+companionship.
+
+Dantes was tossed about on these doubts and wishes, when the
+patron, who had great confidence in him, and was very
+desirous of retaining him in his service, took him by the
+arm one evening and led him to a tavern on the Via del'
+Oglio, where the leading smugglers of Leghorn used to
+congregate and discuss affairs connected with their trade.
+Already Dantes had visited this maritime Bourse two or three
+times, and seeing all these hardy free-traders, who supplied
+the whole coast for nearly two hundred leagues in extent, he
+had asked himself what power might not that man attain who
+should give the impulse of his will to all these contrary
+and diverging minds. This time it was a great matter that
+was under discussion, connected with a vessel laden with
+Turkey carpets, stuffs of the Levant, and cashmeres. It was
+necessary to find some neutral ground on which an exchange
+could be made, and then to try and land these goods on the
+coast of France. If the venture was successful the profit
+would be enormous, there would be a gain of fifty or sixty
+piastres each for the crew.
+
+The patron of The Young Amelia proposed as a place of
+landing the Island of Monte Cristo, which being completely
+deserted, and having neither soldiers nor revenue officers,
+seemed to have been placed in the midst of the ocean since
+the time of the heathen Olympus by Mercury, the god of
+merchants and robbers, classes of mankind which we in modern
+times have separated if not made distinct, but which
+antiquity appears to have included in the same category. At
+the mention of Monte Cristo Dantes started with joy; he rose
+to conceal his emotion, and took a turn around the smoky
+tavern, where all the languages of the known world were
+jumbled in a lingua franca. When he again joined the two
+persons who had been discussing the matter, it had been
+decided that they should touch at Monte Cristo and set out
+on the following night. Edmond, being consulted, was of
+opinion that the island afforded every possible security,
+and that great enterprises to be well done should be done
+quickly. Nothing then was altered in the plan, and orders
+were given to get under weigh next night, and, wind and
+weather permitting, to make the neutral island by the
+following day.
+
+
+
+Chapter 23
+The Island of Monte Cristo.
+
+Thus, at length, by one of the unexpected strokes of fortune
+which sometimes befall those who have for a long time been
+the victims of an evil destiny, Dantes was about to secure
+the opportunity he wished for, by simple and natural means,
+and land on the island without incurring any suspicion. One
+night more and he would be on his way.
+
+The night was one of feverish distraction, and in its
+progress visions good and evil passed through Dantes' mind.
+If he closed his eyes, he saw Cardinal Spada's letter
+written on the wall in characters of flame -- if he slept
+for a moment the wildest dreams haunted his brain. He
+ascended into grottos paved with emeralds, with panels of
+rubies, and the roof glowing with diamond stalactites.
+Pearls fell drop by drop, as subterranean waters filter in
+their caves. Edmond, amazed, wonderstruck, filled his
+pockets with the radiant gems and then returned to daylight,
+when be discovered that his prizes had all changed into
+common pebbles. He then endeavored to re-enter the
+marvellous grottos, but they had suddenly receded, and now
+the path became a labyrinth, and then the entrance vanished,
+and in vain did he tax his memory for the magic and
+mysterious word which opened the splendid caverns of Ali
+Baba to the Arabian fisherman. All was useless, the treasure
+disappeared, and had again reverted to the genii from whom
+for a moment he had hoped to carry it off. The day came at
+length, and was almost as feverish as the night had been,
+but it brought reason to the aid of imagination, and Dantes
+was then enabled to arrange a plan which had hitherto been
+vague and unsettled in his brain. Night came, and with it
+the preparation for departure, and these preparations served
+to conceal Dantes' agitation. He had by degrees assumed such
+authority over his companions that he was almost like a
+commander on board; and as his orders were always clear,
+distinct, and easy of execution, his comrades obeyed him
+with celerity and pleasure.
+
+The old patron did not interfere, for he too had recognized
+the superiority of Dantes over the crew and himself. He saw
+in the young man his natural successor, and regretted that
+he had not a daughter, that he might have bound Edmond to
+him by a more secure alliance. At seven o'clock in the
+evening all was ready, and at ten minutes past seven they
+doubled the lighthouse just as the beacon was kindled. The
+sea was calm, and, with a fresh breeze from the south-east,
+they sailed beneath a bright blue sky, in which God also
+lighted up in turn his beacon lights, each of which is a
+world. Dantes told them that all hands might turn in, and he
+would take the helm. When the Maltese (for so they called
+Dantes) had said this, it was sufficient, and all went to
+their bunks contentedly. This frequently happened. Dantes,
+cast from solitude into the world, frequently experienced an
+imperious desire for solitude; and what solitude is more
+complete, or more poetical, then that of a ship floating in
+isolation on the sea during the obscurity of the night, in
+the silence of immensity, and under the eye of heaven?
+
+Now this solitude was peopled with his thoughts, the night
+lighted up by his illusions, and the silence animated by his
+anticipations. When the patron awoke, the vessel was
+hurrying on with every sail set, and every sail full with
+the breeze. They were making nearly ten knots an hour. The
+Island of Monte Cristo loomed large in the horizon. Edmond
+resigned the lugger to the master's care, and went and lay
+down in his hammock; but, in spite of a sleepless night, he
+could not close his eyes for a moment. Two hours afterwards
+he came on deck, as the boat was about to double the Island
+of Elba. They were just abreast of Mareciana, and beyond the
+flat but verdant Island of La Pianosa. The peak of Monte
+Cristo reddened by the burning sun, was seen against the
+azure sky. Dantes ordered the helmsman to put down his helm,
+in order to leave La Pianosa to starboard, as he knew that
+he should shorten his course by two or three knots. About
+five o'clock in the evening the island was distinct, and
+everything on it was plainly perceptible, owing to that
+clearness of the atmosphere peculiar to the light which the
+rays of the sun cast at its setting.
+
+Edmond gazed very earnestly at the mass of rocks which gave
+out all the variety of twilight colors, from the brightest
+pink to the deepest blue; and from time to time his cheeks
+flushed, his brow darkened, and a mist passed over his eyes.
+Never did gamester, whose whole fortune is staked on one
+cast of the die, experience the anguish which Edmond felt in
+his paroxysms of hope. Night came, and at ten o'clock they
+anchored. The Young Amelia was first at the rendezvous. In
+spite of his usual command over himself, Dantes could not
+restrain his impetuosity. He was the first to jump on shore;
+and had he dared, he would, like Lucius Brutus, have "kissed
+his mother earth." It was dark, but at eleven o'clock the
+moon rose in the midst of the ocean, whose every wave she
+silvered, and then, "ascending high," played in floods of
+pale light on the rocky hills of this second Pelion.
+
+The island was familiar to the crew of The Young Amelia, --
+it was one of her regular haunts. As to Dantes, he had
+passed it on his voyage to and from the Levant, but never
+touched at it. He questioned Jacopo. "Where shall we pass
+the night?" he inquired.
+
+"Why, on board the tartan," replied the sailor.
+
+"Should we not do better in the grottos?"
+
+"What grottos?"
+
+"Why, the grottos -- caves of the island."
+
+"I do not know of any grottos," replied Jacopo. The cold
+sweat sprang forth on Dantes' brow.
+
+"What, are there no grottos at Monte Cristo?" he asked.
+
+"None."
+
+For a moment Dantes was speechless; then he remembered that
+these caves might have been filled up by some accident, or
+even stopped up, for the sake of greater security, by
+Cardinal Spada. The point was, then, to discover the hidden
+entrance. It was useless to search at night, and Dantes
+therefore delayed all investigation until the morning.
+Besides, a signal made half a league out at sea, and to
+which The Young Amelia replied by a similar signal,
+indicated that the moment for business had come. The boat
+that now arrived, assured by the answering signal that all
+was well, soon came in sight, white and silent as a phantom,
+and cast anchor within a cable's length of shore.
+
+Then the landing began. Dantes reflected, as he worked, on
+the shout of joy which, with a single word, he could evoke
+from all these men, if he gave utterance to the one
+unchanging thought that pervaded his heart; but, far from
+disclosing this precious secret, he almost feared that he
+had already said too much, and by his restlessness and
+continual questions, his minute observations and evident
+pre-occupation, aroused suspicions. Fortunately, as regarded
+this circumstance at least, his painful past gave to his
+countenance an indelible sadness, and the glimmerings of
+gayety seen beneath this cloud were indeed but transitory.
+
+No one had the slightest suspicion; and when next day,
+taking a fowling-piece, powder, and shot, Dantes declared
+his intention to go and kill some of the wild goats that
+were seen springing from rock to rock, his wish was
+construed into a love of sport, or a desire for solitude.
+However, Jacopo insisted on following him, and Dantes did
+not oppose this, fearing if he did so that he might incur
+distrust. Scarcely, however, had they gone a quarter of a
+league when, having killed a kid, he begged Jacopo to take
+it to his comrades, and request them to cook it, and when
+ready to let him know by firing a gun. This and some dried
+fruits and a flask of Monte Pulciano, was the bill of fare.
+Dantes went on, looking from time to time behind and around
+about him. Having reached the summit of a rock, he saw, a
+thousand feet beneath him, his companions, whom Jacopo had
+rejoined, and who were all busy preparing the repast which
+Edmond's skill as a marksman had augmented with a capital
+dish.
+
+Edmond looked at them for a moment with the sad and gentle
+smile of a man superior to his fellows. "In two hours'
+time," said he, "these persons will depart richer by fifty
+piastres each, to go and risk their lives again by
+endeavoring to gain fifty more; then they will return with a
+fortune of six hundred francs, and waste this treasure in
+some city with the pride of sultans and the insolence of
+nabobs. At this moment hope makes me despise their riches,
+which seem to me contemptible. Yet perchance to-morrow
+deception will so act on me, that I shall, on compulsion,
+consider such a contemptible possession as the utmost
+happiness. Oh, no!" exclaimed Edmond, "that will not be. The
+wise, unerring Faria could not be mistaken in this one
+thing. Besides, it were better to die than to continue to
+lead this low and wretched life." Thus Dantes, who but three
+months before had no desire but liberty had now not liberty
+enough, and panted for wealth. The cause was not in Dantes,
+but in providence, who, while limiting the power of man, has
+filled him with boundless desires.
+
+Meanwhile, by a cleft between two walls of rock, following a
+path worn by a torrent, and which, in all human probability,
+human foot had never before trod, Dantes approached the spot
+where he supposed the grottos must have existed. Keeping
+along the shore, and examining the smallest object with
+serious attention, he thought he could trace, on certain
+rocks, marks made by the hand of man.
+
+Time, which encrusts all physical substances with its mossy
+mantle, as it invests all things of the mind with
+forgetfulness, seemed to have respected these signs, which
+apparently had been made with some degree of regularity, and
+probably with a definite purpose. Occasionally the marks
+were hidden under tufts of myrtle, which spread into large
+bushes laden with blossoms, or beneath parasitical lichen.
+So Edmond had to separate the branches or brush away the
+moss to know where the guide-marks were. The sight of marks
+renewed Edmond fondest hopes. Might it not have been the
+cardinal himself who had first traced them, in order that
+they might serve as a guide for his nephew in the event of a
+catastrophe, which he could not foresee would have been so
+complete. This solitary place was precisely suited to the
+requirements of a man desirous of burying treasure. Only,
+might not these betraying marks have attracted other eyes
+than those for whom they were made? and had the dark and
+wondrous island indeed faithfully guarded its precious
+secret?
+
+It seemed, however, to Edmond, who was hidden from his
+comrades by the inequalities of the ground, that at sixty
+paces from the harbor the marks ceased; nor did they
+terminate at any grotto. A large round rock, placed solidly
+on its base, was the only spot to which they seemed to lead.
+Edmond concluded that perhaps instead of having reached the
+end of the route he had only explored its beginning, and he
+therefore turned round and retraced his steps.
+
+Meanwhile his comrades had prepared the repast, had got some
+water from a spring, spread out the fruit and bread, and
+cooked the kid. Just at the moment when they were taking the
+dainty animal from the spit, they saw Edmond springing with
+the boldness of a chamois from rock to rock, and they fired
+the signal agreed upon. The sportsman instantly changed his
+direction, and ran quickly towards them. But even while they
+watched his daring progress, Edmond's foot slipped, and they
+saw him stagger on the edge of a rock and disappear. They
+all rushed towards him, for all loved Edmond in spite of his
+superiority; yet Jacopo reached him first.
+
+He found Edmond lying prone, bleeding, and almost senseless.
+He had rolled down a declivity of twelve or fifteen feet.
+They poured a little rum down his throat, and this remedy
+which had before been so beneficial to him, produced the
+same effect as formerly. Edmond opened his eyes, complained
+of great pain in his knee, a feeling of heaviness in his
+head, and severe pains in his loins. They wished to carry
+him to the shore; but when they touched him, although under
+Jacopo's directions, he declared, with heavy groans, that he
+could not bear to be moved.
+
+It may be supposed that Dantes did not now think of his
+dinner, but he insisted that his comrades, who had not his
+reasons for fasting, should have their meal. As for himself,
+he declared that he had only need of a little rest, and that
+when they returned he should be easier. The sailors did not
+require much urging. They were hungry, and the smell of the
+roasted kid was very savory, and your tars are not very
+ceremonious. An hour afterwards they returned. All that
+Edmond had been able to do was to drag himself about a dozen
+paces forward to lean against a moss-grown rock.
+
+But, instead of growing easier, Dantes' pains appeared to
+increase in violence. The old patron, who was obliged to
+sail in the morning in order to land his cargo on the
+frontiers of Piedmont and France, between Nice and Frejus,
+urged Dantes to try and rise. Edmond made great exertions in
+order to comply; but at each effort he fell back, moaning
+and turning pale.
+
+"He has broken his ribs," said the commander, in a low
+voice. "No matter; he is an excellent fellow, and we must
+not leave him. We will try and carry him on board the
+tartan." Dantes declared, however, that he would rather die
+where he was than undergo the agony which the slightest
+movement cost him. "Well," said the patron, "let what may
+happen, it shall never be said that we deserted a good
+comrade like you. We will not go till evening." This very
+much astonished the sailors, although, not one opposed it.
+The patron was so strict that this was the first time they
+had ever seen him give up an enterprise, or even delay in
+its execution. Dantes would not allow that any such
+infraction of regular and proper rules should be made in his
+favor. "No, no," he said to the patron, "I was awkward, and
+it is just that I pay the penalty of my clumsiness. Leave me
+a small supply of biscuit, a gun, powder, and balls, to kill
+the kids or defend myself at need, and a pickaxe, that I may
+build a shelter if you delay in coming back for me."
+
+"But you'll die of hunger," said the patron.
+
+"I would rather do so," was Edmond reply, "than suffer the
+inexpressible agonies which the slightest movement causes
+me." The patron turned towards his vessel, which was rolling
+on the swell in the little harbor, and, with sails partly
+set, would be ready for sea when her toilet should be
+completed.
+
+"What are we to do, Maltese?" asked the captain. "We cannot
+leave you here so, and yet we cannot stay."
+
+"Go, go!" exclaimed Dantes.
+
+"We shall be absent at least a week," said the patron, "and
+then we must run out of our course to come here and take you
+up again."
+
+"Why," said Dantes, "if in two or three days you hail any
+fishing-boat, desire them to come here to me. I will pay
+twenty-five piastres for my passage back to Leghorn. If you
+do not come across one, return for me." The patron shook his
+head.
+
+"Listen, Captain Baldi; there's one way of settling this,"
+said Jacopo. "Do you go, and I will stay and take care of
+the wounded man."
+
+"And give up your share of the venture," said Edmond, "to
+remain with me?"
+
+"Yes," said Jacopo, "and without any hesitation."
+
+"You are a good fellow and a kind-hearted messmate," replied
+Edmond, "and heaven will recompense you for your generous
+intentions; but I do not wish any one to stay with me. A day
+or two of rest will set me up, and I hope I shall find among
+the rocks certain herbs most excellent for bruises."
+
+A peculiar smile passed over Dantes' lips; he squeezed
+Jacopo's hand warmly, but nothing could shake his
+determination to remain -- and remain alone. The smugglers
+left with Edmond what he had requested and set sail, but not
+without turning about several times, and each time making
+signs of a cordial farewell, to which Edmond replied with
+his hand only, as if he could not move the rest of his body.
+Then, when they had disappeared, he said with a smile, --
+"'Tis strange that it should be among such men that we find
+proofs of friendship and devotion." Then he dragged himself
+cautiously to the top of a rock, from which he had a full
+view of the sea, and thence he saw the tartan complete her
+preparations for sailing, weigh anchor, and, balancing
+herself as gracefully as a water-fowl ere it takes to the
+wing, set sail. At the end of an hour she was completely out
+of sight; at least, it was impossible for the wounded man to
+see her any longer from the spot where he was. Then Dantes
+rose more agile and light than the kid among the myrtles and
+shrubs of these wild rocks, took his gun in one hand, his
+pickaxe in the other, and hastened towards the rock on which
+the marks he had noted terminated. "And now," he exclaimed,
+remembering the tale of the Arabian fisherman, which Faria
+had related to him, "now, open sesame!"
+
+
+
+Chapter 24
+The Secret Cave.
+
+The sun had nearly reached the meridian, and his scorching
+rays fell full on the rocks, which seemed themselves
+sensible of the heat. Thousands of grasshoppers, hidden in
+the bushes, chirped with a monotonous and dull note; the
+leaves of the myrtle and olive trees waved and rustled in
+the wind. At every step that Edmond took he disturbed the
+lizards glittering with the hues of the emerald; afar off he
+saw the wild goats bounding from crag to crag. In a word,
+the island was inhabited, yet Edmond felt himself alone,
+guided by the hand of God. He felt an indescribable
+sensation somewhat akin to dread -- that dread of the
+daylight which even in the desert makes us fear we are
+watched and observed. This feeling was so strong that at the
+moment when Edmond was about to begin his labor, he stopped,
+laid down his pickaxe, seized his gun, mounted to the summit
+of the highest rock, and from thence gazed round in every
+direction.
+
+But it was not upon Corsica, the very houses of which he
+could distinguish; or on Sardinia; or on the Island of Elba,
+with its historical associations; or upon the almost
+imperceptible line that to the experienced eye of a sailor
+alone revealed the coast of Genoa the proud, and Leghorn the
+commercial, that he gazed. It was at the brigantine that had
+left in the morning, and the tartan that had just set sail,
+that Edmond fixed his eyes. The first was just disappearing
+in the straits of Bonifacio; the other, following an
+opposite direction, was about to round the Island of
+Corsica. This sight reassured him. He then looked at the
+objects near him. He saw that he was on the highest point of
+the island, -- a statue on this vast pedestal of granite,
+nothing human appearing in sight, while the blue ocean beat
+against the base of the island, and covered it with a fringe
+of foam. Then he descended with cautious and slow step, for
+he dreaded lest an accident similar to that he had so
+adroitly feigned should happen in reality.
+
+Dantes, as we have said, had traced the marks along the
+rocks, and he had noticed that they led to a small creek.
+which was hidden like the bath of some ancient nymph. This
+creek was sufficiently wide at its mouth, and deep in the
+centre, to admit of the entrance of a small vessel of the
+lugger class, which would be perfectly concealed from
+observation.
+
+Then following the clew that, in the hands of the Abbe
+Faria, had been so skilfully used to guide him through the
+Daedalian labyrinth of probabilities, he thought that the
+Cardinal Spada, anxious not to be watched, had entered the
+creek, concealed his little barque, followed the line marked
+by the notches in the rock, and at the end of it had buried
+his treasure. It was this idea that had brought Dantes back
+to the circular rock. One thing only perplexed Edmond, and
+destroyed his theory. How could this rock, which weighed
+several tons, have been lifted to this spot, without the aid
+of many men? Suddenly an idea flashed across his mind.
+Instead of raising it, thought he, they have lowered it. And
+he sprang from the rock in order to inspect the base on
+which it had formerly stood. He soon perceived that a slope
+had been formed, and the rock had slid along this until it
+stopped at the spot it now occupied. A large stone had
+served as a wedge; flints and pebbles had been inserted
+around it, so as to conceal the orifice; this species of
+masonry had been covered with earth, and grass and weeds had
+grown there, moss had clung to the stones, myrtle-bushes had
+taken root, and the old rock seemed fixed to the earth.
+
+Dantes dug away the earth carefully, and detected, or
+fancied he detected, the ingenious artifice. He attacked
+this wall, cemented by the hand of time, with his pickaxe.
+After ten minutes' labor the wall gave way, and a hole large
+enough to insert the arm was opened. Dantes went and cut the
+strongest olive-tree he could find, stripped off its
+branches, inserted it in the hole, and used it as a lever.
+But the rock was too heavy, and too firmly wedged, to be
+moved by any one man, were he Hercules himself. Dantes saw
+that he must attack the wedge. But how? He cast his eyes
+around, and saw the horn full of powder which his friend
+Jacopo had left him. He smiled; the infernal invention would
+serve him for this purpose. With the aid of his pickaxe,
+Dantes, after the manner of a labor-saving pioneer, dug a
+mine between the upper rock and the one that supported it,
+filled it with powder, then made a match by rolling his
+handkerchief in saltpetre. He lighted it and retired. The
+explosion soon followed; the upper rock was lifted from its
+base by the terrific force of the powder; the lower one flew
+into pieces; thousands of insects escaped from the aperture
+Dantes had previously formed, and a huge snake, like the
+guardian demon of the treasure, rolled himself along in
+darkening coils, and disappeared.
+
+Dantes approached the upper rock, which now, without any
+support, leaned towards the sea. The intrepid
+treasure-seeker walked round it, and, selecting the spot
+from whence it appeared most susceptible to attack, placed
+his lever in one of the crevices, and strained every nerve
+to move the mass. The rock, already shaken by the explosion,
+tottered on its base. Dantes redoubled his efforts; he
+seemed like one of the ancient Titans, who uprooted the
+mountains to hurl against the father of the gods. The rock
+yielded, rolled over, bounded from point to point, and
+finally disappeared in the ocean.
+
+On the spot it had occupied was a circular space, exposing
+an iron ring let into a square flag-stone. Dantes uttered a
+cry of joy and surprise; never had a first attempt been
+crowned with more perfect success. He would fain have
+continued, but his knees trembled, and his heart beat so
+violently, and his sight became so dim, that he was forced
+to pause. This feeling lasted but for a moment. Edmond
+inserted his lever in the ring and exerted all his strength;
+the flag-stone yielded, and disclosed steps that descended
+until they were lost in the obscurity of a subterraneous
+grotto. Any one else would have rushed on with a cry of joy.
+Dantes turned pale, hesitated, and reflected. "Come," said
+he to himself, "be a man. I am accustomed to adversity. I
+must not be cast down by the discovery that I have been
+deceived. What, then, would be the use of all I have
+suffered? The heart breaks when, after having been elated by
+flattering hopes, it sees all its illusions destroyed. Faria
+has dreamed this; the Cardinal Spada buried no treasure
+here; perhaps he never came here, or if he did, Caesar
+Borgia, the intrepid adventurer, the stealthy and
+indefatigable plunderer, has followed him, discovered his
+traces, pursued them as I have done, raised the stone, and
+descending before me, has left me nothing." He remained
+motionless and pensive, his eyes fixed on the gloomy
+aperture that was open at his feet.
+
+"Now that I expect nothing, now that I no longer entertain
+the slightest hopes, the end of this adventure becomes
+simply a matter of curiosity." And he remained again
+motionless and thoughtful.
+
+"Yes, yes; this is an adventure worthy a place in the varied
+career of that royal bandit. This fabulous event formed but
+a link in a long chain of marvels. Yes, Borgia has been
+here, a torch in one band, a sword in the other, and within
+twenty paces, at the foot of this rock, perhaps two guards
+kept watch on land and sea, while their master descended, as
+I am about to descend, dispelling the darkness before his
+awe-inspiring progress."
+
+"But what was the fate of the guards who thus possessed his
+secret?" asked Dantes of himself.
+
+"The fate," replied he, smiling, "of those who buried
+Alaric."
+
+"Yet, had he come," thought Dantes, "he would have found the
+treasure, and Borgia, he who compared Italy to an artichoke,
+which he could devour leaf by leaf, knew too well the value
+of time to waste it in replacing this rock. I will go down."
+
+Then he descended, a smile on his lips, and murmuring that
+last word of human philosophy, "Perhaps!" But instead of the
+darkness, and the thick and mephitic atmosphere he had
+expected to find, Dantes saw a dim and bluish light, which,
+as well as the air, entered, not merely by the aperture he
+had just formed, but by the interstices and crevices of the
+rock which were visible from without, and through which he
+could distinguish the blue sky and the waving branches of
+the evergreen oaks, and the tendrils of the creepers that
+grew from the rocks. After having stood a few minutes in the
+cavern, the atmosphere of which was rather warm than damp,
+Dantes' eye, habituated as it was to darkness, could pierce
+even to the remotest angles of the cavern, which was of
+granite that sparkled like diamonds. "Alas," said Edmond,
+smiling, "these are the treasures the cardinal has left; and
+the good abbe, seeing in a dream these glittering walls, has
+indulged in fallacious hopes."
+
+But he called to mind the words of the will, which he knew
+by heart. "In the farthest angle of the second opening,"
+said the cardinal's will. He had only found the first
+grotto; he had now to seek the second. Dantes continued his
+search. He reflected that this second grotto must penetrate
+deeper into the island; he examined the stones, and sounded
+one part of the wall where he fancied the opening existed,
+masked for precaution's sake. The pickaxe struck for a
+moment with a dull sound that drew out of Dantes' forehead
+large drops of perspiration. At last it seemed to him that
+one part of the wall gave forth a more hollow and deeper
+echo; he eagerly advanced, and with the quickness of
+perception that no one but a prisoner possesses, saw that
+there, in all probability, the opening must be.
+
+However, he, like Caesar Borgia, knew the value of time;
+and, in order to avoid fruitless toil, he sounded all the
+other walls with his pickaxe, struck the earth with the butt
+of his gun, and finding nothing that appeared suspicious,
+returned to that part of the wall whence issued the
+consoling sound he had before heard. He again struck it, and
+with greater force. Then a singular thing occurred. As he
+struck the wall, pieces of stucco similar to that used in
+the ground work of arabesques broke off, and fell to the
+ground in flakes, exposing a large white stone. The aperture
+of the rock had been closed with stones, then this stucco
+had been applied, and painted to imitate granite. Dantes
+struck with the sharp end of his pickaxe, which entered
+someway between the interstices. It was there he must dig.
+But by some strange play of emotion, in proportion as the
+proofs that Faria, had not been deceived became stronger, so
+did his heart give way, and a feeling of discouragement
+stole over him. This last proof, instead of giving him fresh
+strength, deprived him of it; the pickaxe descended, or
+rather fell; he placed it on the ground, passed his hand
+over his brow, and remounted the stairs, alleging to
+himself, as an excuse, a desire to be assured that no one
+was watching him, but in reality because he felt that he was
+about to faint. The island was deserted, and the sun seemed
+to cover it with its fiery glance; afar off, a few small
+fishing boats studded the bosom of the blue ocean.
+
+Dantes had tasted nothing, but he thought not of hunger at
+such a moment; he hastily swallowed a few drops of rum, and
+again entered the cavern. The pickaxe that had seemed so
+heavy, was now like a feather in his grasp; he seized it,
+and attacked the wall. After several blows he perceived that
+the stones were not cemented, but had been merely placed one
+upon the other, and covered with stucco; he inserted the
+point of his pickaxe, and using the handle as a lever, with
+joy soon saw the stone turn as if on hinges, and fall at his
+feet. He had nothing more to do now, but with the iron tooth
+of the pickaxe to draw the stones towards him one by one.
+The aperture was already sufficiently large for him to
+enter, but by waiting, he could still cling to hope, and
+retard the certainty of deception. At last, after renewed
+hesitation, Dantes entered the second grotto. The second
+grotto was lower and more gloomy than the first; the air
+that could only enter by the newly formed opening had the
+mephitic smell Dantes was surprised not to find in the outer
+cavern. He waited in order to allow pure air to displace the
+foul atmosphere, and then went on. At the left of the
+opening was a dark and deep angle. But to Dantes' eye there
+was no darkness. He glanced around this second grotto; it
+was, like the first, empty.
+
+The treasure, if it existed, was buried in this corner. The
+time had at length arrived; two feet of earth removed, and
+Dantes' fate would be decided. He advanced towards the
+angle, and summoning all his resolution, attacked the ground
+with the pickaxe. At the fifth or sixth blow the pickaxe
+struck against an iron substance. Never did funeral knell,
+never did alarm-bell, produce a greater effect on the
+hearer. Had Dantes found nothing he could not have become
+more ghastly pale. He again struck his pickaxe into the
+earth, and encountered the same resistance, but not the same
+sound. "It is a casket of wood bound with iron," thought he.
+At this moment a shadow passed rapidly before the opening;
+Dantes seized his gun, sprang through the opening, and
+mounted the stair. A wild goat had passed before the mouth
+of the cave, and was feeding at a little distance. This
+would have been a favorable occasion to secure his dinner;
+but Dantes feared lest the report of his gun should attract
+attention.
+
+He thought a moment, cut a branch of a resinous tree,
+lighted it at the fire at which the smugglers had prepared
+their breakfast, and descended with this torch. He wished to
+see everything. He approached the hole he had dug. and now,
+with the aid of the torch, saw that his pickaxe had in
+reality struck against iron and wood. He planted his torch
+in the ground and resumed his labor. In an instant a space
+three feet long by two feet broad was cleared, and Dantes
+could see an oaken coffer, bound with cut steel; in the
+middle of the lid he saw engraved on a silver plate, which
+was still untarnished, the arms of the Spada family -- viz.,
+a sword, pale, on an oval shield, like all the Italian
+armorial bearings, and surmounted by a cardinal's hat;
+Dantes easily recognized them, Faria had so often drawn them
+for him. There was no longer any doubt: the treasure was
+there -- no one would have been at such pains to conceal an
+empty casket. In an instant he had cleared every obstacle
+away, and he saw successively the lock, placed between two
+padlocks, and the two handles at each end, all carved as
+things were carved at that epoch, when art rendered the
+commonest metals precious. Dantes seized the handles, and
+strove to lift the coffer; it was impossible. He sought to
+open it; lock and padlock were fastened; these faithful
+guardians seemed unwilling to surrender their trust. Dantes
+inserted the sharp end of the pickaxe between the coffer and
+the lid, and pressing with all his force on the handle,
+burst open the fastenings. The hinges yielded in their turn
+and fell, still holding in their grasp fragments of the
+wood, and the chest was open.
+
+Edmond was seized with vertigo; he cocked his gun and laid
+it beside him. He then closed his eyes as children do in
+order that they may see in the resplendent night of their
+own imagination more stars than are visible in the
+firmament; then he re-opened them, and stood motionless with
+amazement. Three compartments divided the coffer. In the
+first, blazed piles of golden coin; in the second, were
+ranged bars of unpolished gold, which possessed nothing
+attractive save their value; in the third, Edmond grasped
+handfuls of diamonds, pearls, and rubies, which, as they
+fell on one another, sounded like hail against glass. After
+having touched, felt, examined these treasures, Edmond
+rushed through the caverns like a man seized with frenzy; he
+leaped on a rock, from whence he could behold the sea. He
+was alone -- alone with these countless, these unheard-of
+treasures! was he awake, or was it but a dream?
+
+He would fain have gazed upon his gold, and yet he had not
+strength enough; for an instant he leaned his head in his
+hands as if to prevent his senses from leaving him, and then
+rushed madly about the rocks of Monte Cristo, terrifying the
+wild goats and scaring the sea-fowls with his wild cries and
+gestures; then he returned, and, still unable to believe the
+evidence of his senses, rushed into the grotto, and found
+himself before this mine of gold and jewels. This time he
+fell on his knees, and, clasping his hands convulsively,
+uttered a prayer intelligible to God alone. He soon became
+calmer and more happy, for only now did he begin to realize
+his felicity. He then set himself to work to count his
+fortune. There were a thousand ingots of gold, each weighing
+from two to three pounds; then he piled up twenty-five
+thousand crowns, each worth about eighty francs of our
+money, and bearing the effigies of Alexander VI. and his
+predecessors; and he saw that the complement was not half
+empty. And he measured ten double handfuls of pearls,
+diamonds, and other gems, many of which, mounted by the most
+famous workmen, were valuable beyond their intrinsic worth.
+Dantes saw the light gradually disappear, and fearing to be
+surprised in the cavern, left it, his gun in his hand. A
+piece of biscuit and a small quantity of rum formed his
+supper, and he snatched a few hours' sleep, lying over the
+mouth of the cave.
+
+It was a night of joy and terror, such as this man of
+stupendous emotions had already experienced twice or thrice
+in his lifetime.
+
+
+
+Chapter 25
+The Unknown.
+
+Day, for which Dantes had so eagerly and impatiently waited
+with open eyes, again dawned. With the first light Dantes
+resumed his search. Again he climbed the rocky height he had
+ascended the previous evening, and strained his view to
+catch every peculiarity of the landscape; but it wore the
+same wild, barren aspect when seen by the rays of the
+morning sun which it had done when surveyed by the fading
+glimmer of eve. Descending into the grotto, he lifted the
+stone, filled his pockets with gems, put the box together as
+well and securely as he could, sprinkled fresh sand over the
+spot from which it had been taken, and then carefully trod
+down the earth to give it everywhere a uniform appearance;
+then, quitting the grotto, he replaced the stone, heaping on
+it broken masses of rocks and rough fragments of crumbling
+granite, filling the interstices with earth, into which he
+deftly inserted rapidly growing plants, such as the wild
+myrtle and flowering thorn, then carefully watering these
+new plantations, he scrupulously effaced every trace of
+footsteps, leaving the approach to the cavern as
+savage-looking and untrodden as he had found it. This done,
+he impatiently awaited the return of his companions. To wait
+at Monte Cristo for the purpose of watching like a dragon
+over the almost incalculable richs that had thus fallen into
+his possession satisfied not the cravings of his heart,
+which yearned to return to dwell among mankind, and to
+assume the rank, power, and influence which are always
+accorded to wealth -- that first and greatest of all the
+forces within the grasp of man.
+
+On the sixth day, the smugglers returned. From a distance
+Dantes recognized the rig and handling of The Young Amelia,
+and dragging himself with affected difficulty towards the
+landing-place, he met his companions with an assurance that,
+although considerably better than when they quitted him, he
+still suffered acutely from his late accident. He then
+inquired how they had fared in their trip. To this question
+the smugglers replied that, although successful in landing
+their cargo in safety, they had scarcely done so when they
+received intelligence that a guard-ship had just quitted the
+port of Toulon and was crowding all sail towards them. This
+obliged them to make all the speed they could to evade the
+enemy, when they could but lament the absence of Dantes,
+whose superior skill in the management of a vessel would
+have availed them so materially. In fact, the pursuing
+vessel had almost overtaken them when, fortunately, night
+came on, and enabled them to double the Cape of Corsica, and
+so elude all further pursuit. Upon the whole, however, the
+trip had been sufficiently successful to satisfy all
+concerned; while the crew, and particularly Jacopo,
+expressed great regrets that Dantes had not been an equal
+sharer with themselves in the profits, which amounted to no
+less a sum than fifty piastres each.
+
+Edmond preserved the most admirable self-command, not
+suffering the faintest indication of a smile to escape him
+at the enumeration of all the benefits he would have reaped
+had he been able to quit the island; but as The Young Amelia
+had merely come to Monte Cristo to fetch him away, he
+embarked that same evening, and proceeded with the captain
+to Leghorn. Arrived at Leghorn, he repaired to the house of
+a Jew, a dealer in precious stones, to whom he disposed of
+four of his smallest diamonds for five thousand francs each.
+Dantes half feared that such valuable jewels in the hands of
+a poor sailor like himself might excite suspicion; but the
+cunning purchaser asked no troublesome questions concerning
+a bargain by which he gained a round profit of at least
+eighty per cent.
+
+The following day Dantes presented Jacopo with an entirely
+new vessel, accompanying the gift by a donation of one
+hundred piastres, that he might provide himself with a
+suitable crew and other requisites for his outfit, upon
+condition that he would go at once to Marseilles for the
+purpose of inquiring after an old man named Louis Dantes,
+residing in the Allees de Meillan, and also a young woman
+called Mercedes, an inhabitant of the Catalan village.
+Jacopo could scarcely believe his senses at receiving this
+magnificent present, which Dantes hastened to account for by
+saying that he had merely been a sailor from whim and a
+desire to spite his family, who did not allow him as much
+money as he liked to spend; but that on his arrival at
+Leghorn he had come into possession of a large fortune, left
+him by an uncle, whose sole heir he was. The superior
+education of Dantes gave an air of such extreme probability
+to this statement that it never once occurred to Jacopo to
+doubt its accuracy. The term for which Edmond had engaged to
+serve on board The Young Amelia having expired, Dantes took
+leave of the captain, who at first tried all his powers of
+persuasion to induce him to remain as one of the crew, but
+having been told the history of the legacy, he ceased to
+importune him further. The following morning Jacopo set sail
+for Marseilles, with directions from Dantes to join him at
+the Island of Monte Cristo.
+
+Having seen Jacopo fairly out of the harbor, Dantes
+proceeded to make his final adieus on board The Young
+Amelia, distributing so liberal a gratuity among her crew as
+to secure for him the good wishes of all, and expressions of
+cordial interest in all that concerned him. To the captain
+he promised to write when he had made up his mind as to his
+future plans. Then Dantes departed for Genoa. At the moment
+of his arrival a small yacht was under trial in the bay;
+this yacht had been built by order of an Englishman, who,
+having heard that the Genoese excelled all other builders
+along the shores of the Mediterranean in the construction of
+fast-sailing vessels, was desirous of possessing a specimen
+of their skill; the price agreed upon between the Englishman
+and the Genoese builder was forty thousand francs. Dantes,
+struck with the beauty and capability of the little vessel,
+applied to its owner to transfer it to him, offering sixty
+thousand francs, upon condition that he should be allowed to
+take immediate possession. The proposal was too advantageous
+to be refused, the more so as the person for whom the yacht
+was intended had gone upon a tour through Switzerland, and
+was not expected back in less than three weeks or a month,
+by which time the builder reckoned upon being able to
+complete another. A bargain was therefore struck. Dantes led
+the owner of the yacht to the dwelling of a Jew; retired
+with the latter for a few minutes to a small back parlor,
+and upon their return the Jew counted out to the shipbuilder
+the sum of sixty thousand francs in bright gold pieces.
+
+The delighted builder then offered his services in providing
+a suitable crew for the little vessel, but this Dantes
+declined with many thanks, saying he was accustomed to
+cruise about quite alone, and his principal pleasure
+consisted in managing his yacht himself; the only thing the
+builder could oblige him in would be to contrive a sort of
+secret closet in the cabin at his bed's head, the closet to
+contain three divisions, so constructed as to be concealed
+from all but himself. The builder cheerfully undertook the
+commission, and promised to have these secret places
+completed by the next day, Dantes furnishing the dimensions
+and plan in accordance with which they were to be
+constructed.
+
+The following day Dantes sailed with his yacht from Genoa,
+under the inspection of an immense crowd drawn together by
+curiosity to see the rich Spanish nobleman who preferred
+managing his own yacht. But their wonder was soon changed to
+admiration at seeing the perfect skill with which Dantes
+handled the helm. The boat, indeed, seemed to be animated
+with almost human intelligence, so promptly did it obey the
+slightest touch; and Dantes required but a short trial of
+his beautiful craft to acknowledge that the Genoese had not
+without reason attained their high reputation in the art of
+shipbuilding. The spectators followed the little vessel with
+their eyes as long as it remained visible; they then turned
+their conjectures upon her probable destination. Some
+insisted she was making for Corsica, others the Island of
+Elba; bets were offered to any amount that she was bound for
+Spain; while Africa was positively reported by many persons
+as her intended course; but no one thought of Monte Cristo.
+Yet thither it was that Dantes guided his vessel, and at
+Monte Cristo he arrived at the close of the second day; his
+boat had proved herself a first-class sailer, and had come
+the distance from Genoa in thirty-five hours. Dantes had
+carefully noted the general appearance of the shore, and,
+instead of landing at the usual place, he dropped anchor in
+the little creek. The island was utterly deserted, and bore
+no evidence of having been visited since he went away; his
+treasure was just as he had left it. Early on the following
+morning he commenced the removal of his riches, and ere
+nightfall the whole of his immense wealth was safely
+deposited in the compartments of the secret locker.
+
+A week passed by. Dantes employed it in manoeuvring his
+yacht round the island, studying it as a skilful horseman
+would the animal he destined for some important service,
+till at the end of that time he was perfectly conversant
+with its good and bad qualities. The former Dantes proposed
+to augment, the latter to remedy.
+
+Upon the eighth day he discerned a small vessel under full
+sail approaching Monte Cristo. As it drew near, he
+recognized it as the boat he had given to Jacopo. He
+immediately signalled it. His signal was returned, and in
+two hours afterwards the newcomer lay at anchor beside the
+yacht. A mournful answer awaited each of Edmond's eager
+inquiries as to the information Jacopo had obtained. Old
+Dantes was dead, and Mercedes had disappeared. Dantes
+listened to these melancholy tidings with outward calmness;
+but, leaping lightly ashore, he signified his desire to be
+quite alone. In a couple of hours he returned. Two of the
+men from Jacopo's boat came on board the yacht to assist in
+navigating it, and he gave orders that she should be steered
+direct to Marseilles. For his father's death he was in some
+manner prepared; but he knew not how to account for the
+mysterious disappearance of Mercedes.
+
+Without divulging his secret, Dantes could not give
+sufficiently clear instructions to an agent. There were,
+besides, other particulars he was desirous of ascertaining,
+and those were of a nature he alone could investigate in a
+manner satisfactory to himself. His looking-glass had
+assured him, during his stay at Leghorn, that he ran no risk
+of recognition; moreover, he had now the means of adopting
+any disguise he thought proper. One fine morning, then, his
+yacht, followed by the little fishing-boat, boldly entered
+the port of Marseilles, and anchored exactly opposite the
+spot from whence, on the never-to-be-forgotten night of his
+departure for the Chateau d'If, he had been put on board the
+boat destined to convey him thither. Still Dantes could not
+view without a shudder the approach of a gendarme who
+accompanied the officers deputed to demand his bill of
+health ere the yacht was permitted to hold communication
+with the shore; but with that perfect self-possession he had
+acquired during his acquaintance with Faria, Dantes coolly
+presented an English passport he had obtained from Leghorn,
+and as this gave him a standing which a French passport
+would not have afforded, he was informed that there existed
+no obstacle to his immediate debarkation.
+
+The first person to attract the attention of Dantes, as he
+landed on the Canebiere, was one of the crew belonging to
+the Pharaon. Edmond welcomed the meeting with this fellow --
+who had been one of his own sailors -- as a sure means of
+testing the extent of the change which time had worked in
+his own appearance. Going straight towards him, he
+propounded a variety of questions on different subjects,
+carefully watching the man's countenance as he did so; but
+not a word or look implied that he had the slightest idea of
+ever having seen before the person with whom he was then
+conversing. Giving the sailor a piece of money in return for
+his civility, Dantes proceeded onwards; but ere he had gone
+many steps he heard the man loudly calling him to stop.
+Dantes instantly turned to meet him. "I beg your pardon,
+sir," said the honest fellow, in almost breathless haste,
+"but I believe you made a mistake; you intended to give me a
+two-franc piece, and see, you gave me a double Napoleon."
+
+"Thank you, my good friend. I see that I have made a
+trifling mistake, as you say; but by way of rewarding your
+honesty I give you another double Napoleon, that you may
+drink to my health, and be able to ask your messmates to
+join you."
+
+So extreme was the surprise of the sailor, that he was
+unable even to thank Edmond, whose receding figure he
+continued to gaze after in speechless astonishment. "Some
+nabob from India," was his comment.
+
+Dantes, meanwhile, went on his way. Each step he trod
+oppressed his heart with fresh emotion; his first and most
+indelible recollections were there; not a tree, not a
+street, that he passed but seemed filled with dear and
+cherished memories. And thus he proceeded onwards till he
+arrived at the end of the Rue de Noailles, from whence a
+full view of the Allees de Meillan was obtained. At this
+spot, so pregnant with fond and filial remembrances, his
+heart beat almost to bursting, his knees tottered under him,
+a mist floated over his sight, and had he not clung for
+support to one of the trees, he would inevitably have fallen
+to the ground and been crushed beneath the many vehicles
+continually passing there. Recovering himself, however, he
+wiped the perspiration from his brows, and stopped not again
+till he found himself at the door of the house in which his
+father had lived.
+
+The nasturtiums and other plants, which his father had
+delighted to train before his window, had all disappeared
+from the upper part of the house. Leaning against the tree,
+he gazed thoughtfully for a time at the upper stories of the
+shabby little house. Then he advanced to the door, and asked
+whether there were any rooms to be let. Though answered in
+the negative, he begged so earnestly to be permitted to
+visit those on the fifth floor, that, in despite of the
+oft-repeated assurance of the concierge that they were
+occupied, Dantes succeeded in inducing the man to go up to
+the tenants, and ask permission for a gentleman to be
+allowed to look at them.
+
+The tenants of the humble lodging were a young couple who
+had been scarcely married a week; and seeing them, Dantes
+sighed heavily. Nothing in the two small chambers forming
+the apartments remained as it had been in the time of the
+elder Dantes; the very paper was different, while the
+articles of antiquated furniture with which the rooms had
+been filled in Edmond's time had all disappeared; the four
+walls alone remained as he had left them. The bed belonging
+to the present occupants was placed as the former owner of
+the chamber had been accustomed to have his; and, in spite
+of his efforts to prevent it, the eyes of Edmond were
+suffused in tears as he reflected that on that spot the old
+man had breathed his last, vainly calling for his son. The
+young couple gazed with astonishment at the sight of their
+visitor's emotion, and wondered to see the large tears
+silently chasing each other down his otherwise stern and
+immovable features; but they felt the sacredness of his
+grief, and kindly refrained from questioning him as to its
+cause, while, with instinctive delicacy, they left him to
+indulge his sorrow alone. When he withdrew from the scene of
+his painful recollections, they both accompanied him
+downstairs, reiterating their hope that he would come again
+whenever he pleased, and assuring him that their poor
+dwelling would ever be open to him. As Edmond passed the
+door on the fourth floor, he paused to inquire whether
+Caderousse the tailor still dwelt there; but he received,
+for reply, that the person in question had got into
+difficulties, and at the present time kept a small inn on
+the route from Bellegarde to Beaucaire.
+
+Having obtained the address of the person to whom the house
+in the Allees de Meillan belonged, Dantes next proceeded
+thither, and, under the name of Lord Wilmore (the name and
+title inscribed on his passport), purchased the small
+dwelling for the sum of twenty-five thousand francs, at
+least ten thousand more than it was worth; but had its owner
+asked half a million, it would unhesitatingly have been
+given. The very same day the occupants of the apartments on
+the fifth floor of the house, now become the property of
+Dantes, were duly informed by the notary who had arranged
+the necessary transfer of deeds, etc., that the new landlord
+gave them their choice of any of the rooms in the house,
+without the least augmentation of rent, upon condition of
+their giving instant possession of the two small chambers
+they at present inhabited.
+
+This strange event aroused great wonder and curiosity in the
+neighborhood of the Allees de Meillan, and a multitude of
+theories were afloat, none of which was anywhere near the
+truth. But what raised public astonishment to a climax, and
+set all conjecture at defiance, was the knowledge that the
+same stranger who had in the morning visited the Allees de
+Meillan had been seen in the evening walking in the little
+village of the Catalans, and afterwards observed to enter a
+poor fisherman's hut, and to pass more than an hour in
+inquiring after persons who had either been dead or gone
+away for more than fifteen or sixteen years. But on the
+following day the family from whom all these particulars had
+been asked received a handsome present, consisting of an
+entirely new fishing-boat, with two seines and a tender. The
+delighted recipients of these munificent gifts would gladly
+have poured out their thanks to their generous benefactor,
+but they had seen him, upon quitting the hut, merely give
+some orders to a sailor, and then springing lightly on
+horseback, leave Marseilles by the Porte d'Aix.
+
+
+
+Chapter 26
+The Pont du Gard Inn.
+
+Such of my readers as have made a pedestrian excursion to
+the south of France may perchance have noticed, about midway
+between the town of Beaucaire and the village of Bellegarde,
+-- a little nearer to the former than to the latter, -- a
+small roadside inn, from the front of which hung, creaking
+and flapping in the wind, a sheet of tin covered with a
+grotesque representation of the Pont du Gard. This modern
+place of entertainment stood on the left-hand side of the
+post road, and backed upon the Rhone. It also boasted of
+what in Languedoc is styled a garden, consisting of a small
+plot of ground, on the side opposite to the main entrance
+reserved for the reception of guests. A few dingy olives and
+stunted fig-trees struggled hard for existence, but their
+withered dusty foliage abundantly proved how unequal was the
+conflict. Between these sickly shrubs grew a scanty supply
+of garlic, tomatoes, and eschalots; while, lone and
+solitary, like a forgotten sentinel, a tall pine raised its
+melancholy head in one of the corners of this unattractive
+spot, and displayed its flexible stem and fan-shaped summit
+dried and cracked by the fierce heat of the sub-tropical
+sun.
+
+In the surrounding plain, which more resembled a dusty lake
+than solid ground, were scattered a few miserable stalks of
+wheat, the effect, no doubt, of a curious desire on the part
+of the agriculturists of the country to see whether such a
+thing as the raising of grain in those parched regions was
+practicable. Each stalk served as a perch for a grasshopper,
+which regaled the passers by through this Egyptian scene
+with its strident, monotonous note.
+
+For about seven or eight years the little tavern had been
+kept by a man and his wife, with two servants, -- a
+chambermaid named Trinette, and a hostler called Pecaud.
+This small staff was quite equal to all the requirements,
+for a canal between Beaucaire and Aiguemortes had
+revolutionized transportation by substituting boats for the
+cart and the stagecoach. And, as though to add to the daily
+misery which this prosperous canal inflicted on the
+unfortunate inn-keeper, whose utter ruin it was fast
+accomplishing, it was situated between the Rhone from which
+it had its source and the post-road it had depleted, not a
+hundred steps from the inn, of which we have given a brief
+but faithful description.
+
+The inn-keeper himself was a man of from forty to fifty-five
+years of age, tall, strong, and bony, a perfect specimen of
+the natives of those southern latitudes; he had dark,
+sparkling, and deep-set eyes, hooked nose, and teeth white
+as those of a carnivorous animal; his hair, like his beard,
+which he wore under his chin, was thick and curly, and in
+spite of his age but slightly interspersed with a few
+silvery threads. His naturally dark complexion had assumed a
+still further shade of brown from the habit the unfortunate
+man had acquired of stationing himself from morning till eve
+at the threshold of his door, on the lookout for guests who
+seldom came, yet there he stood, day after day, exposed to
+the meridional rays of a burning sun, with no other
+protection for his head than a red handkerchief twisted
+around it, after the manner of the Spanish muleteers. This
+man was our old acquaintance, Gaspard Caderousse. His wife,
+on the contrary, whose maiden name had been Madeleine
+Radelle, was pale, meagre, and sickly-looking. Born in the
+neighborhood of Arles, she had shared in the beauty for
+which its women are proverbial; but that beauty had
+gradually withered beneath the devastating influence of the
+slow fever so prevalent among dwellers by the ponds of
+Aiguemortes and the marshes of Camargue. She remained nearly
+always in her second-floor chamber, shivering in her chair,
+or stretched languid and feeble on her bed, while her
+husband kept his daily watch at the door -- a duty he
+performed with so much the greater willingness, as it saved
+him the necessity of listening to the endless plaints and
+murmurs of his helpmate, who never saw him without breaking
+out into bitter invectives against fate; to all of which her
+husband would calmly return an unvarying reply, in these
+philosophic words: --
+
+"Hush, La Carconte. It is God's pleasure that things should
+be so."
+
+The sobriquet of La Carconte had been bestowed on Madeleine
+Radelle from the fact that she had been born in a village,
+so called, situated between Salon and Lambesc; and as a
+custom existed among the inhabitants of that part of France
+where Caderousse lived of styling every person by some
+particular and distinctive appellation, her husband had
+bestowed on her the name of La Carconte in place of her
+sweet and euphonious name of Madeleine, which, in all
+probability, his rude gutteral language would not have
+enabled him to pronounce. Still, let it not be supposed that
+amid this affected resignation to the will of Providence,
+the unfortunate inn-keeper did not writhe under the double
+misery of seeing the hateful canal carry off his customers
+and his profits, and the daily infliction of his peevish
+partner's murmurs and lamentations.
+
+Like other dwellers in the south, he was a man of sober
+habits and moderate desires, but fond of external show,
+vain, and addicted to display. During the days of his
+prosperity, not a festivity took place without himself and
+wife being among the spectators. He dressed in the
+picturesque costume worn upon grand occasions by the
+inhabitants of the south of France, bearing equal
+resemblance to the style adopted both by the Catalans and
+Andalusians; while La Carconte displayed the charming
+fashion prevalent among the women of Arles, a mode of attire
+borrowed equally from Greece and Arabia. But, by degrees,
+watch-chains, necklaces, parti-colored scarfs, embroidered
+bodices, velvet vests, elegantly worked stockings, striped
+gaiters, and silver buckles for the shoes, all disappeared;
+and Gaspard Caderousse, unable to appear abroad in his
+pristine splendor, had given up any further participation in
+the pomps and vanities, both for himself and wife, although
+a bitter feeling of envious discontent filled his mind as
+the sound of mirth and merry music from the joyous revellers
+reached even the miserable hostelry to which he still clung,
+more for the shelter than the profit it afforded.
+
+Caderousse, then, was, as usual, at his place of observation
+before the door, his eyes glancing listlessly from a piece
+of closely shaven grass -- on which some fowls were
+industriously, though fruitlessly, endeavoring to turn up
+some grain or insect suited to their palate -- to the
+deserted road, which led away to the north and south, when
+he was aroused by the shrill voice of his wife, and
+grumbling to himself as he went, he mounted to her chamber,
+first taking care, however, to set the entrance door wide
+open, as an invitation to any chance traveller who might be
+passing.
+
+At the moment Caderousse quitted his sentry-like watch
+before the door, the road on which he so eagerly strained
+his sight was void and lonely as a desert at mid-day. There
+it lay stretching out into one interminable line of dust and
+sand, with its sides bordered by tall, meagre trees,
+altogether presenting so uninviting an appearance, that no
+one in his senses could have imagined that any traveller, at
+liberty to regulate his hours for journeying, would choose
+to expose himself in such a formidable Sahara. Nevertheless,
+had Caderousse but retained his post a few minutes longer,
+he might have caught a dim outline of something approaching
+from the direction of Bellegarde; as the moving object drew
+nearer, he would easily have perceived that it consisted of
+a man and horse, between whom the kindest and most amiable
+understanding appeared to exist. The horse was of Hungarian
+breed, and ambled along at an easy pace. His rider was a
+priest, dressed in black, and wearing a three-cornered hat;
+and, spite of the ardent rays of a noonday sun, the pair
+came on with a fair degree of rapidity.
+
+Having arrived before the Pont du Gard, the horse stopped,
+but whether for his own pleasure or that of his rider would
+have been difficult to say. However that might have been,
+the priest, dismounting, led his steed by the bridle in
+search of some place to which he could secure him. Availing
+himself of a handle that projected from a half-fallen door,
+he tied the animal safely and having drawn a red cotton
+handkerchief, from his pocket, wiped away the perspiration
+that streamed from his brow, then, advancing to the door,
+struck thrice with the end of his iron-shod stick. At this
+unusual sound, a huge black dog came rushing to meet the
+daring assailant of his ordinarily tranquil abode, snarling
+and displaying his sharp white teeth with a determined
+hostility that abundantly proved how little he was
+accustomed to society. At that moment a heavy footstep was
+heard descending the wooden staircase that led from the
+upper floor, and, with many bows and courteous smiles, mine
+host of the Pont du Gard besought his guest to enter.
+
+"You are welcome, sir, most welcome!" repeated the
+astonished Caderousse. "Now, then, Margotin," cried he,
+speaking to the dog, "will you be quiet? Pray don't heed
+him, sir! -- he only barks, he never bites. I make no doubt
+a glass of good wine would be acceptable this dreadfully hot
+day." Then perceiving for the first time the garb of the
+traveller he had to entertain, Caderousse hastily exclaimed:
+"A thousand pardons! I really did not observe whom I had the
+honor to receive under my poor roof. What would the abbe
+please to have? What refreshment can I offer? All I have is
+at his service."
+
+The priest gazed on the person addressing him with a long
+and searching gaze -- there even seemed a disposition on his
+part to court a similar scrutiny on the part of the
+inn-keeper; then, observing in the countenance of the latter
+no other expression than extreme surprise at his own want of
+attention to an inquiry so courteously worded, he deemed it
+as well to terminate this dumb show, and therefore said,
+speaking with a strong Italian accent, "You are, I presume,
+M. Caderousse?"
+
+"Yes, sir," answered the host, even more surprised at the
+question than he had been by the silence which had preceded
+it; "I am Gaspard Caderousse, at your service."
+
+"Gaspard Caderousse," rejoined the priest. "Yes, --
+Christian and surname are the same. You formerly lived, I
+believe in the Allees de Meillan, on the fourth floor?"
+
+"I did."
+
+"And you followed the business of a tailor?"
+
+"True, I was a tailor, till the trade fell off. It is so hot
+at Marseilles, that really I believe that the respectable
+inhabitants will in time go without any clothing whatever.
+But talking of heat, is there nothing I can offer you by way
+of refreshment?"
+
+"Yes; let me have a bottle of your best wine, and then, with
+your permission, we will resume our conversation from where
+we left off."
+
+"As you please, sir," said Caderousse, who, anxious not to
+lose the present opportunity of finding a customer for one
+of the few bottles of Cahors still remaining in his
+possession, hastily raised a trap-door in the floor of the
+apartment they were in, which served both as parlor and
+kitchen. Upon issuing forth from his subterranean retreat at
+the expiration of five minutes, he found the abbe seated
+upon a wooden stool, leaning his elbow on a table, while
+Margotin, whose animosity seemed appeased by the unusual
+command of the traveller for refreshments, had crept up to
+him, and had established himself very comfortably between
+his knees, his long, skinny neck resting on his lap, while
+his dim eye was fixed earnestly on the traveller's face.
+
+"Are you quite alone?" inquired the guest, as Caderousse
+placed before him the bottle of wine and a glass.
+
+"Quite, quite alone," replied the man -- "or, at least,
+practically so, for my poor wife, who is the only person in
+the house besides myself, is laid up with illness, and
+unable to render me the least assistance, poor thing!"
+
+"You are married, then?" said the priest, with a show of
+interest, glancing round as he spoke at the scanty
+furnishings of the apartment.
+
+"Ah, sir," said Caderousse with a sigh, "it is easy to
+perceive I am not a rich man; but in this world a man does
+not thrive the better for being honest." The abbe fixed on
+him a searching, penetrating glance.
+
+"Yes, honest -- I can certainly say that much for myself,"
+continued the inn-keeper, fairly sustaining the scrutiny of
+the abbe's gaze; "I can boast with truth of being an honest
+man; and," continued he significantly, with a hand on his
+breast and shaking his head, "that is more than every one
+can say nowadays."
+
+"So much the better for you, if what you assert be true,"
+said the abbe; "for I am firmly persuaded that, sooner or
+later, the good will be rewarded, and the wicked punished."
+
+"Such words as those belong to your profession," answered
+Caderousse, "and you do well to repeat them; but," added he,
+with a bitter expression of countenance, "one is free to
+believe them or not, as one pleases."
+
+"You are wrong to speak thus," said the abbe; "and perhaps I
+may, in my own person, be able to prove to you how
+completely you are in error."
+
+"What mean you?" inquired Caderousse with a look of
+surprise.
+
+"In the first place, I must be satisfied that you are the
+person I am in search of."
+
+"What proofs do you require?"
+
+"Did you, in the year 1814 or 1815, know anything of a young
+sailor named Dantes?"
+
+"Dantes? Did I know poor dear Edmond? Why, Edmond Dantes and
+myself were intimate friends!" exclaimed Caderousse, whose
+countenance flushed darkly as he caught the penetrating gaze
+of the abbe fixed on him, while the clear, calm eye of the
+questioner seemed to dilate with feverish scrutiny.
+
+"You remind me," said the priest, "that the young man
+concerning whom I asked you was said to bear the name of
+Edmond."
+
+"Said to bear the name!" repeated Caderousse, becoming
+excited and eager. "Why, he was so called as truly as I
+myself bore the appellation of Gaspard Caderousse; but tell
+me, I pray, what has become of poor Edmond? Did you know
+him? Is he alive and at liberty? Is he prosperous and
+happy?"
+
+"He died a more wretched, hopeless, heart-broken prisoner
+than the felons who pay the penalty of their crimes at the
+galleys of Toulon."
+
+A deadly pallor followed the flush on the countenance of
+Caderousse, who turned away, and the priest saw him wiping
+the tears from his eyes with the corner of the red
+handkerchief twisted round his head.
+
+"Poor fellow, poor fellow!" murmured Caderousse. "Well,
+there, sir, is another proof that good people are never
+rewarded on this earth, and that none but the wicked
+prosper. Ah," continued Caderousse, speaking in the highly
+colored language of the south, "the world grows worse and
+worse. Why does not God, if he really hates the wicked, as
+he is said to do, send down brimstone and fire, and consume
+them altogether?"
+
+"You speak as though you had loved this young Dantes,"
+observed the abbe, without taking any notice of his
+companion's vehemence.
+
+"And so I did," replied Caderousse; "though once, I confess,
+I envied him his good fortune. But I swear to you, sir, I
+swear to you, by everything a man holds dear, I have, since
+then, deeply and sincerely lamented his unhappy fate." There
+was a brief silence, during which the fixed, searching eye
+of the abbe was employed in scrutinizing the agitated
+features of the inn-keeper.
+
+"You knew the poor lad, then?" continued Caderousse.
+
+"I was called to see him on his dying bed, that I might
+administer to him the consolations of religion."
+
+"And of what did he die?" asked Caderousse in a choking
+voice.
+
+"Of what, think you, do young and strong men die in prison,
+when they have scarcely numbered their thirtieth year,
+unless it be of imprisonment?" Caderousse wiped away the
+large beads of perspiration that gathered on his brow.
+
+"But the strangest part of the story is," resumed the abbe,
+"that Dantes, even in his dying moments, swore by his
+crucified Redeemer, that he was utterly ignorant of the
+cause of his detention."
+
+"And so he was," murmured Caderousse. "How should he have
+been otherwise? Ah, sir, the poor fellow told you the
+truth."
+
+"And for that reason, he besought me to try and clear up a
+mystery he had never been able to penetrate, and to clear
+his memory should any foul spot or stain have fallen on it."
+
+And here the look of the abbe, becoming more and more fixed,
+seemed to rest with ill-concealed satisfaction on the gloomy
+depression which was rapidly spreading over the countenance
+of Caderousse.
+
+"A rich Englishman," continued the abbe, "who had been his
+companion in misfortune, but had been released from prison
+during the second restoration, was possessed of a diamond of
+immense value; this jewel he bestowed on Dantes upon himself
+quitting the prison, as a mark of his gratitude for the
+kindness and brotherly care with which Dantes had nursed him
+in a severe illness he underwent during his confinement.
+Instead of employing this diamond in attempting to bribe his
+jailers, who might only have taken it and then betrayed him
+to the governor, Dantes carefully preserved it, that in the
+event of his getting out of prison he might have wherewithal
+to live, for the sale of such a diamond would have quite
+sufficed to make his fortune."
+
+"Then, I suppose," asked Caderousse, with eager, glowing
+looks, "that it was a stone of immense value?"
+
+"Why, everything is relative," answered the abbe. "To one in
+Edmond's position the diamond certainly was of great value.
+It was estimated at fifty thousand francs."
+
+"Bless me!" exclaimed Caderousse, "fifty thousand francs!
+Surely the diamond was as large as a nut to be worth all
+that."
+
+"No," replied the abbe, "it was not of such a size as that;
+but you shall judge for yourself. I have it with me."
+
+The sharp gaze of Caderousse was instantly directed towards
+the priest's garments, as though hoping to discover the
+location of the treasure. Calmly drawing forth from his
+pocket a small box covered with black shagreen, the abbe
+opened it, and displayed to the dazzled eyes of Caderousse
+the sparkling jewel it contained, set in a ring of admirable
+workmanship. "And that diamond," cried Caderousse, almost
+breathless with eager admiration, "you say, is worth fifty
+thousand francs?"
+
+"It is, without the setting, which is also valuable,"
+replied the abbe, as he closed the box, and returned it to
+his pocket, while its brilliant hues seemed still to dance
+before the eyes of the fascinated inn-keeper.
+
+"But how comes the diamond in your possession, sir? Did
+Edmond make you his heir?"
+
+"No, merely his testamentary executor. `I once possessed
+four dear and faithful friends, besides the maiden to whom I
+was betrothed' he said; `and I feel convinced they have all
+unfeignedly grieved over my loss. The name of one of the
+four friends is Caderousse.'" The inn-keeper shivered.
+
+"`Another of the number,'" continued the abbe, without
+seeming to notice the emotion of Caderousse, "`is called
+Danglars; and the third, in spite of being my rival,
+entertained a very sincere affection for me.'" A fiendish
+smile played over the features of Caderousse, who was about
+to break in upon the abbe's speech, when the latter, waving
+his hand, said, "Allow me to finish first, and then if you
+have any observations to make, you can do so afterwards.
+`The third of my friends, although my rival, was much
+attached to me, -- his name was Fernand; that of my
+betrothed was' -- Stay, stay," continued the abbe, "I have
+forgotten what he called her."
+
+"Mercedes," said Caderousse eagerly.
+
+"True," said the abbe, with a stifled sigh, "Mercedes it
+was."
+
+"Go on," urged Caderousse.
+
+"Bring me a carafe of water," said the abbe.
+
+Caderousse quickly performed the stranger's bidding; and
+after pouring some into a glass, and slowly swallowing its
+contents, the abbe, resuming his usual placidity of manner,
+said, as he placed his empty glass on the table, -- "Where
+did we leave off?"
+
+"The name of Edmond's betrothed was Mercedes."
+
+"To be sure. `You will go to Marseilles,' said Dantes, --
+for you understand, I repeat his words just as he uttered
+them. Do you understand?"
+
+"Perfectly."
+
+"`You will sell this diamond; you will divide the money into
+five equal parts, and give an equal portion to these good
+friends, the only persons who have loved me upon earth.'"
+
+"But why into five parts?" asked Caderousse; "you only
+mentioned four persons."
+
+"Because the fifth is dead, as I hear. The fifth sharer in
+Edmond's bequest, was his own father."
+
+"Too true, too true!" ejaculated Caderousse, almost
+suffocated by the contending passions which assailed him,
+"the poor old man did die."
+
+"I learned so much at Marseilles," replied the abbe, making
+a strong effort to appear indifferent; "but from the length
+of time that has elapsed since the death of the elder
+Dantes, I was unable to obtain any particulars of his end.
+Can you enlighten me on that point?"
+
+"I do not know who could if I could not," said Caderousse.
+"Why, I lived almost on the same floor with the poor old
+man. Ah, yes, about a year after the disappearance of his
+son the poor old man died."
+
+"Of what did he die?"
+
+"Why, the doctors called his complaint gastro-enteritis, I
+believe; his acquaintances say he died of grief; but I, who
+saw him in his dying moments, I say he died of" --
+Caderousse paused.
+
+"Of what?" asked the priest, anxiously and eagerly.
+
+"Why, of downright starvation."
+
+"Starvation!" exclaimed the abbe, springing from his seat.
+"Why, the vilest animals are not suffered to die by such a
+death as that. The very dogs that wander houseless and
+homeless in the streets find some pitying hand to cast them
+a mouthful of bread; and that a man, a Christian, should be
+allowed to perish of hunger in the midst of other men who
+call themselves Christians, is too horrible for belief. Oh,
+it is impossible -- utterly impossible!"
+
+"What I have said, I have said," answered Caderousse.
+
+"And you are a fool for having said anything about it," said
+a voice from the top of the stairs. "Why should you meddle
+with what does not concern you?"
+
+The two men turned quickly, and saw the sickly countenance
+of La Carconte peering between the baluster rails; attracted
+by the sound of voices, she had feebly dragged herself down
+the stairs, and, seated on the lower step, head on knees,
+she had listened to the foregoing conversation. "Mind your
+own business, wife," replied Caderousse sharply. "This
+gentleman asks me for information, which common politeness
+will not permit me to refuse."
+
+"Politeness, you simpleton!" retorted La Carconte. "What
+have you to do with politeness, I should like to know?
+Better study a little common prudence. How do you know the
+motives that person may have for trying to extract all he
+can from you?"
+
+"I pledge you my word, madam," said the abbe, "that my
+intentions are good; and that you husband can incur no risk,
+provided he answers me candidly."
+
+"Ah, that's all very fine," retorted the woman. "Nothing is
+easier than to begin with fair promises and assurances of
+nothing to fear; but when poor, silly folks, like my husband
+there, have been persuaded to tell all they know, the
+promises and assurances of safety are quickly forgotten; and
+at some moment when nobody is expecting it, behold trouble
+and misery, and all sorts of persecutions, are heaped on the
+unfortunate wretches, who cannot even see whence all their
+afflictions come."
+
+"Nay, nay, my good woman, make yourself perfectly easy, I
+beg of you. Whatever evils may befall you, they will not be
+occasioned by my instrumentality, that I solemnly promise
+you."
+
+La Carconte muttered a few inarticulate words, then let her
+head again drop upon her knees, and went into a fit of ague,
+leaving the two speakers to resume the conversation, but
+remaining so as to be able to hear every word they uttered.
+Again the abbe had been obliged to swallow a draught of
+water to calm the emotions that threatened to overpower him.
+When he had sufficiently recovered himself, he said, "It
+appears, then, that the miserable old man you were telling
+me of was forsaken by every one. Surely, had not such been
+the case, he would not have perished by so dreadful a
+death."
+
+"Why, he was not altogether forsaken," continued Caderousse,
+"for Mercedes the Catalan and Monsieur Morrel were very kind
+to him; but somehow the poor old man had contracted a
+profound hatred for Fernand -- the very person," added
+Caderousse with a bitter smile, "that you named just now as
+being one of Dantes' faithful and attached friends."
+
+"And was he not so?" asked the abbe.
+
+"Gaspard, Gaspard!" murmured the woman, from her seat on the
+stairs, "mind what you are saying!" Caderousse made no reply
+to these words, though evidently irritated and annoyed by
+the interruption, but, addressing the abbe, said, "Can a man
+be faithful to another whose wife he covets and desires for
+himself? But Dantes was so honorable and true in his own
+nature, that he believed everybody's professions of
+friendship. Poor Edmond, he was cruelly deceived; but it was
+fortunate that he never knew, or he might have found it more
+difficult, when on his deathbed, to pardon his enemies. And,
+whatever people may say," continued Caderousse, in his
+native language, which was not altogether devoid of rude
+poetry, "I cannot help being more frightened at the idea of
+the malediction of the dead than the hatred of the living."
+
+"Imbecile!" exclaimed La Carconte.
+
+"Do you, then, know in what manner Fernand injured Dantes?"
+inquired the abbe of Caderousse.
+
+"Do I? No one better."
+
+"Speak out then, say what it was!"
+
+"Gaspard!" cried La Carconte, "do as you will; you are
+master -- but if you take my advice you'll hold your
+tongue."
+
+"Well, wife," replied Caderousse, "I don't know but what
+you're right!"
+
+"So you will say nothing?" asked the abbe.
+
+"Why, what good would it do?" asked Caderousse. "If the poor
+lad were living, and came to me and begged that I would
+candidly tell which were his true and which his false
+friends, why, perhaps, I should not hesitate. But you tell
+me he is no more, and therefore can have nothing to do with
+hatred or revenge, so let all such feeling be buried with
+him."
+
+"You prefer, then," said the abbe, "that I should bestow on
+men you say are false and treacherous, the reward intended
+for faithful friendship?"
+
+"That is true enough," returned Caderousse. "You say truly,
+the gift of poor Edmond was not meant for such traitors as
+Fernand and Danglars; besides, what would it be to them? no
+more than a drop of water in the ocean."
+
+"Remember," chimed in La Carconte, "those two could crush
+you at a single blow!"
+
+"How so?" inquired the abbe. "Are these persons, then, so
+rich and powerful?"
+
+"Do you not know their history?"
+
+"I do not. Pray relate it to me!" Caderousse seemed to
+reflect for a few moments, then said, "No, truly, it would
+take up too much time."
+
+"Well, my good friend," returned the abbe, in a tone that
+indicated utter indifference on his part, "you are at
+liberty, either to speak or be silent, just as you please;
+for my own part, I respect your scruples and admire your
+sentiments; so let the matter end. I shall do my duty as
+conscientiously as I can, and fulfil my promise to the dying
+man. My first business will be to dispose of this diamond."
+So saying, the abbe again draw the small box from his
+pocket, opened it, and contrived to hold it in such a light,
+that a bright flash of brilliant hues passed before the
+dazzled gaze of Caderousse.
+
+"Wife, wife!" cried he in a hoarse voice, "come here!"
+
+"Diamond!" exclaimed La Carconte, rising and descending to
+the chamber with a tolerably firm step; "what diamond are
+you talking about?"
+
+"Why, did you not hear all we said?" inquired Caderousse.
+"It is a beautiful diamond left by poor Edmond Dantes, to be
+sold, and the money divided between his father, Mercedes,
+his betrothed bride, Fernand, Danglars, and myself. The
+jewel is worth at least fifty thousand francs."
+
+"Oh, what a magnificent jewel!" cried the astonished woman.
+
+"The fifth part of the profits from this stone belongs to us
+then, does it not?" asked Caderousse.
+
+"It does," replied the abbe; "with the addition of an equal
+division of that part intended for the elder Dantes, which I
+believe myself at liberty to divide equally with the four
+survivors."
+
+"And why among us four?" inquired Caderousse.
+
+"As being the friends Edmond esteemed most faithful and
+devoted to him."
+
+"I don't call those friends who betray and ruin you,"
+murmured the wife in her turn, in a low, muttering voice.
+
+"Of course not!" rejoined Caderousse quickly; "no more do I,
+and that was what I was observing to this gentleman just
+now. I said I looked upon it as a sacrilegious profanation
+to reward treachery, perhaps crime."
+
+"Remember," answered the abbe calmly, as he replaced the
+jewel and its case in the pocket of his cassock, "it is your
+fault, not mine, that I do so. You will have the goodness to
+furnish me with the address of both Fernand and Danglars, in
+order that I may execute Edmond's last wishes." The
+agitation of Caderousse became extreme, and large drops of
+perspiration rolled from his heated brow. As he saw the abbe
+rise from his seat and go towards the door, as though to
+ascertain if his horse were sufficiently refreshed to
+continue his journey, Caderousse and his wife exchanged
+looks of deep meaning.
+
+"There, you see, wife," said the former, "this splendid
+diamond might all be ours, if we chose!"
+
+"Do you believe it?"
+
+"Why, surely a man of his holy profession would not deceive
+us!"
+
+"Well," replied La Carconte, "do as you like. For my part, I
+wash my hands of the affair." So saying, she once more
+climbed the staircase leading to her chamber, her body
+convulsed with chills, and her teeth rattling in her head,
+in spite of the intense heat of the weather. Arrived at the
+top stair, she turned round, and called out, in a warning
+tone, to her husband, "Gaspard, consider well what you are
+about to do!"
+
+"I have both reflected and decided," answered he. La
+Carconte then entered her chamber, the flooring of which
+creaked beneath her heavy, uncertain tread, as she proceeded
+towards her arm-chair, into which she fell as though
+exhausted.
+
+"Well," asked the abbe, as he returned to the apartment
+below, "what have you made up your mind to do?"
+
+"To tell you all I know," was the reply.
+
+"I certainly think you act wisely in so doing," said the
+priest. "Not because I have the least desire to learn
+anything you may please to conceal from me, but simply that
+if, through your assistance, I could distribute the legacy
+according to the wishes of the testator, why, so much the
+better, that is all."
+
+"I hope it may be so," replied Caderousse, his face flushed
+with cupidity.
+
+"I am all attention," said the abbe.
+
+"Stop a minute," answered Caderousse; "we might be
+interrupted in the most interesting part of my story, which
+would be a pity; and it is as well that your visit hither
+should be made known only to ourselves." With these words he
+went stealthily to the door, which he closed, and, by way of
+still greater precaution, bolted and barred it, as he was
+accustomed to do at night. During this time the abbe had
+chosen his place for listening at his ease. He removed his
+seat into a corner of the room, where he himself would be in
+deep shadow, while the light would be fully thrown on the
+narrator; then, with head bent down and hands clasped, or
+rather clinched together, he prepared to give his whole
+attention to Caderousse, who seated himself on the little
+stool, exactly opposite to him.
+
+"Remember, this is no affair of mine," said the trembling
+voice of La Carconte, as though through the flooring of her
+chamber she viewed the scene that was enacting below.
+
+"Enough, enough!" replied Caderousse; "say no more about it;
+I will take all the consequences upon myself." And he began
+his story.
+
+
+
+Chapter 27
+The Story.
+
+"First, sir," said Caderousse, "you must make me a promise."
+
+"What is that?" inquired the abbe.
+
+"Why, if you ever make use of the details I am about to give
+you, that you will never let any one know that it was I who
+supplied them; for the persons of whom I am about to talk
+are rich and powerful, and if they only laid the tips of
+their fingers on me, I should break to pieces like glass."
+
+"Make yourself easy, my friend," replied the abbe. "I am a
+priest, and confessions die in my breast. Recollect, our
+only desire is to carry out, in a fitting manner, the last
+wishes of our friend. Speak, then, without reserve, as
+without hatred; tell the truth, the whole truth; I do not
+know, never may know, the persons of whom you are about to
+speak; besides, I am an Italian, and not a Frenchman, and
+belong to God, and not to man, and I shall shortly retire to
+my convent, which I have only quitted to fulfil the last
+wishes of a dying man." This positive assurance seemed to
+give Caderousse a little courage.
+
+"Well, then, under these circumstances," said Caderousse, "I
+will, I even believe I ought to undeceive you as to the
+friendship which poor Edmond thought so sincere and
+unquestionable."
+
+"Begin with his father, if you please." said the abbe;
+"Edmond talked to me a great deal about the old man for whom
+he had the deepest love."
+
+"The history is a sad one, sir," said Caderousse, shaking
+his head; "perhaps you know all the earlier part of it?"
+
+"Yes." answered the abbe; "Edmond related to me everything
+until the moment when he was arrested in a small cabaret
+close to Marseilles."
+
+"At La Reserve! Oh, yes; I can see it all before me this
+moment."
+
+"Was it not his betrothal feast?"
+
+"It was and the feast that began so gayly had a very
+sorrowful ending; a police commissary, followed by four
+soldiers, entered, and Dantes was arrested."
+
+"Yes, and up to this point I know all," said the priest.
+"Dantes himself only knew that which personally concerned
+him, for he never beheld again the five persons I have named
+to you, or heard mention of any one of them."
+
+"Well, when Dantes was arrested, Monsieur Morrel hastened to
+obtain the particulars, and they were very sad. The old man
+returned alone to his home, folded up his wedding suit with
+tears in his eyes, and paced up and down his chamber the
+whole day, and would not go to bed at all, for I was
+underneath him and heard him walking the whole night; and
+for myself, I assure you I could not sleep either, for the
+grief of the poor father gave me great uneasiness, and every
+step he took went to my heart as really as if his foot had
+pressed against my breast. The next day Mercedes came to
+implore the protection of M. de Villefort; she did not
+obtain it, however, and went to visit the old man; when she
+saw him so miserable and heart-broken, having passed a
+sleepless night, and not touched food since the previous
+day, she wished him to go with her that she might take care
+of him; but the old man would not consent. `No,' was the old
+man's reply, `I will not leave this house, for my poor dear
+boy loves me better than anything in the world; and if he
+gets out of prison he will come and see me the first thing,
+and what would he think if I did not wait here for him?' I
+heard all this from the window, for I was anxious that
+Mercedes should persuade the old man to accompany her, for
+his footsteps over my head night and day did not leave me a
+moment's repose."
+
+"But did you not go up-stairs and try to console the poor
+old man?" asked the abbe.
+
+"Ah, sir," replied Caderousse, "we cannot console those who
+will not be consoled, and he was one of these; besides, I
+know not why, but he seemed to dislike seeing me. One night,
+however, I heard his sobs, and I could not resist my desire
+to go up to him, but when I reached his door he was no
+longer weeping but praying. I cannot now repeat to you, sir,
+all the eloquent words and imploring language he made use
+of; it was more than piety, it was more than grief, and I,
+who am no canter, and hate the Jesuits, said then to myself,
+`It is really well, and I am very glad that I have not any
+children; for if I were a father and felt such excessive
+grief as the old man does, and did not find in my memory or
+heart all he is now saying, I should throw myself into the
+sea at once, for I could not bear it.'"
+
+"Poor father!" murmured the priest.
+
+"From day to day he lived on alone, and more and more
+solitary. M. Morrel and Mercedes came to see him, but his
+door was closed; and, although I was certain he was at home,
+he would not make any answer. One day, when, contrary to his
+custom, he had admitted Mercedes, and the poor girl, in
+spite of her own grief and despair, endeavored to console
+him, he said to her, -- `Be assured, my dear daughter, he is
+dead; and instead of expecting him, it is he who is awaiting
+us; I am quite happy, for I am the oldest, and of course
+shall see him first.' However well disposed a person may be,
+why you see we leave off after a time seeing persons who are
+in sorrow, they make one melancholy; and so at last old
+Dantes was left all to himself, and I only saw from time to
+time strangers go up to him and come down again with some
+bundle they tried to hide; but I guessed what these bundles
+were, and that he sold by degrees what he had to pay for his
+subsistence. At length the poor old fellow reached the end
+of all he had; he owed three quarters' rent, and they
+threatened to turn him out; he begged for another week,
+which was granted to him. I know this, because the landlord
+came into my apartment when he left his. For the first three
+days I heard him walking about as usual, but, on the fourth
+I heard nothing. I then resolved to go up to him at all
+risks. The door was closed, but I looked through the
+keyhole, and saw him so pale and haggard, that believing him
+very ill, I went and told M. Morrel and then ran on to
+Mercedes. They both came immediately, M. Morrel bringing a
+doctor, and the doctor said it was inflammation of the
+bowels, and ordered him a limited diet. I was there, too,
+and I never shall forget the old man's smile at this
+prescription. From that time he received all who came; he
+had an excuse for not eating any more; the doctor had put
+him on a diet." The abbe uttered a kind of groan. "The story
+interests you, does it not, sir?" inquired Caderousse.
+
+"Yes," replied the abbe, "it is very affecting."
+
+"Mercedes came again, and she found him so altered that she
+was even more anxious than before to have him taken to her
+own home. This was M. Morrel's wish also, who would fain
+have conveyed the old man against his consent; but the old
+man resisted, and cried so that they were actually
+frightened. Mercedes remained, therefore, by his bedside,
+and M. Morrel went away, making a sign to the Catalan that
+he had left his purse on the chimney-piece. But availing
+himself of the doctor's order, the old man would not take
+any sustenance; at length (after nine days of despair and
+fasting), the old man died, cursing those who had caused his
+misery, and saying to Mercedes, `If you ever see my Edmond
+again, tell him I die blessing him.'" The abbe rose from his
+chair, made two turns round the chamber, and pressed his
+trembling hand against his parched throat. "And you believe
+he died" --
+
+"Of hunger, sir, of hunger," said Caderousse. "I am as
+certain of it as that we two are Christians."
+
+The abbe, with a shaking hand, seized a glass of water that
+was standing by him half-full, swallowed it at one gulp, and
+then resumed his seat, with red eyes and pale cheeks. "This
+was, indeed, a horrid event." said he in a hoarse voice.
+
+"The more so, sir, as it was men's and not God's doing."
+
+"Tell me of those men," said the abbe, "and remember too,"
+he added in an almost menacing tone, "you have promised to
+tell me everything. Tell me, therefore, who are these men
+who killed the son with despair, and the father with
+famine?"
+
+"Two men jealous of him, sir; one from love, and the other
+from ambition, -- Fernand and Danglars."
+
+"How was this jealousy manifested? Speak on."
+
+"They denounced Edmond as a Bonapartist agent."
+
+"Which of the two denounced him? Which was the real
+delinquent?"
+
+"Both, sir; one with a letter, and the other put it in the
+post."
+
+"And where was this letter written?"
+
+"At La Reserve, the day before the betrothal feast."
+
+"'Twas so, then -- 'twas so, then," murmured the abbe. "Oh,
+Faria, Faria, how well did you judge men and things!"
+
+"What did you please to say, sir?" asked Caderousse.
+
+"Nothing, nothing," replied the priest; "go on."
+
+"It was Danglars who wrote the denunciation with his left
+hand, that his writing might not be recognized, and Fernand
+who put it in the post."
+
+"But," exclaimed the abbe suddenly, "you were there
+yourself."
+
+"I!" said Caderousse, astonished; "who told you I was
+there?"
+
+The abbe saw he had overshot the mark, and he added quickly,
+-- "No one; but in order to have known everything so well,
+you must have been an eye-witness."
+
+"True, true!" said Caderousse in a choking voice, "I was
+there."
+
+"And did you not remonstrate against such infamy?" asked the
+abbe; "if not, you were an accomplice."
+
+"Sir," replied Caderousse, "they had made me drink to such
+an excess that I nearly lost all perception. I had only an
+indistinct understanding of what was passing around me. I
+said all that a man in such a state could say; but they both
+assured me that it was a jest they were carrying on, and
+perfectly harmless."
+
+"Next day -- next day, sir, you must have seen plain enough
+what they had been doing, yet you said nothing, though you
+were present when Dantes was arrested."
+
+"Yes, sir, I was there, and very anxious to speak; but
+Danglars restrained me. `If he should really be guilty,'
+said he, `and did really put in to the Island of Elba; if he
+is really charged with a letter for the Bonapartist
+committee at Paris, and if they find this letter upon him,
+those who have supported him will pass for his accomplices.'
+I confess I had my fears, in the state in which politics
+then were, and I held my tongue. It was cowardly, I confess,
+but it was not criminal."
+
+"I understand -- you allowed matters to take their course,
+that was all."
+
+"Yes, sir," answered Caderousse; "and remorse preys on me
+night and day. I often ask pardon of God, I swear to you,
+because this action, the only one with which I have
+seriously to reproach myself in all my life, is no doubt the
+cause of my abject condition. I am expiating a moment of
+selfishness, and so I always say to La Carconte, when she
+complains, `Hold your tongue, woman; it is the will of
+God.'" And Caderousse bowed his head with every sign of real
+repentance.
+
+"Well, sir," said the abbe, "you have spoken unreservedly;
+and thus to accuse yourself is to deserve pardon."
+
+"Unfortunately, Edmond is dead, and has not pardoned me."
+
+"He did not know," said the abbe.
+
+"But he knows it all now," interrupted Caderousse; "they say
+the dead know everything." There was a brief silence; the
+abbe rose and paced up and down pensively, and then resumed
+his seat. "You have two or three times mentioned a M.
+Morrel," he said; "who was he?"
+
+"The owner of the Pharaon and patron of Dantes."
+
+"And what part did he play in this sad drama?" inquired the
+abbe.
+
+"The part of an honest man, full of courage and real regard.
+Twenty times he interceded for Edmond. When the emperor
+returned, he wrote, implored, threatened, and so
+energetically, that on the second restoration he was
+persecuted as a Bonapartist. Ten times, as I told you, he
+came to see Dantes' father, and offered to receive him in
+his own house; and the night or two before his death, as I
+have already said, he left his purse on the mantelpiece,
+with which they paid the old man's debts, and buried him
+decently; and so Edmond's father died, as he had lived,
+without doing harm to any one. I have the purse still by me
+-- a large one, made of red silk."
+
+"And," asked the abbe, "is M. Morrel still alive?"
+
+"Yes," replied Caderousse.
+
+"In that case," replied the abbe, "he should be rich,
+happy."
+
+Caderousse smiled bitterly. "Yes, happy as myself," said he.
+
+"What! M. Morrel unhappy?" exclaimed the abbe.
+
+"He is reduced almost to the last extremity -- nay, he is
+almost at the point of dishonor."
+
+"How?"
+
+"Yes," continued Caderousse, "so it is; after five and
+twenty years of labor, after having acquired a most
+honorable name in the trade of Marseilles, M. Morrel is
+utterly ruined; he has lost five ships in two years, has
+suffered by the bankruptcy of three large houses, and his
+only hope now is in that very Pharaon which poor Dantes
+commanded, and which is expected from the Indies with a
+cargo of cochineal and indigo. If this ship founders, like
+the others, he is a ruined man."
+
+"And has the unfortunate man wife or children?" inquired the
+abbe.
+
+"Yes, he has a wife, who through everything has behaved like
+an angel; he has a daughter, who was about to marry the man
+she loved, but whose family now will not allow him to wed
+the daughter of a ruined man; he has, besides, a son, a
+lieutenant in the army; and, as you may suppose, all this,
+instead of lessening, only augments his sorrows. If he were
+alone in the world he would blow out his brains, and there
+would be an end."
+
+"Horrible!" ejaculated the priest.
+
+"And it is thus heaven recompenses virtue, sir," added
+Caderousse. "You see, I, who never did a bad action but that
+I have told you of -- am in destitution, with my poor wife
+dying of fever before my very eyes, and I unable to do
+anything in the world for her; I shall die of hunger, as old
+Dantes did, while Fernand and Danglars are rolling in
+wealth."
+
+"How is that?"
+
+"Because their deeds have brought them good fortune, while
+honest men have been reduced to misery."
+
+"What has become of Danglars, the instigator, and therefore
+the most guilty?"
+
+"What has become of him? Why, he left Marseilles, and was
+taken, on the recommendation of M. Morrel, who did not know
+his crime, as cashier into a Spanish bank. During the war
+with Spain he was employed in the commissariat of the French
+army, and made a fortune; then with that money he speculated
+in the funds, and trebled or quadrupled his capital; and,
+having first married his banker's daughter, who left him a
+widower, he has married a second time, a widow, a Madame de
+Nargonne, daughter of M. de Servieux, the king's
+chamberlain, who is in high favor at court. He is a
+millionaire, and they have made him a baron, and now he is
+the Baron Danglars, with a fine residence in the Rue de
+Mont-Blanc, with ten horses in his stables, six footmen in
+his ante-chamber, and I know not how many millions in his
+strongbox."
+
+"Ah!" said the abbe, in a peculiar tone, "he is happy."
+
+"Happy? Who can answer for that? Happiness or unhappiness is
+the secret known but to one's self and the walls -- walls
+have ears but no tongue; but if a large fortune produces
+happiness, Danglars is happy."
+
+"And Fernand?"
+
+"Fernand? Why, much the same story."
+
+"But how could a poor Catalan fisher-boy, without education
+or resources, make a fortune? I confess this staggers me."
+
+"And it has staggered everybody. There must have been in his
+life some strange secret that no one knows."
+
+"But, then, by what visible steps has he attained this high
+fortune or high position?"
+
+"Both, sir -- he has both fortune and position -- both."
+
+"This must be impossible!"
+
+"It would seem so; but listen, and you will understand. Some
+days before the return of the emperor, Fernand was drafted.
+The Bourbons left him quietly enough at the Catalans, but
+Napoleon returned, a special levy was made, and Fernand was
+compelled to join. I went too; but as I was older than
+Fernand, and had just married my poor wife, I was only sent
+to the coast. Fernand was enrolled in the active troop, went
+to the frontier with his regiment, and was at the battle of
+Ligny. The night after that battle he was sentry at the door
+of a general who carried on a secret correspondence with the
+enemy. That same night the general was to go over to the
+English. He proposed to Fernand to accompany him; Fernand
+agreed to do so, deserted his post, and followed the
+general. Fernand would have been court-martialed if Napoleon
+had remained on the throne, but his action was rewarded by
+the Bourbons. He returned to France with the epaulet of
+sub-lieutenant, and as the protection of the general, who is
+in the highest favor, was accorded to him, he was a captain
+in 1823, during the Spanish war -- that is to say, at the
+time when Danglars made his early speculations. Fernand was
+a Spaniard, and being sent to Spain to ascertain the feeling
+of his fellow-countrymen, found Danglars there, got on very
+intimate terms with him, won over the support of the
+royalists at the capital and in the provinces, received
+promises and made pledges on his own part, guided his
+regiment by paths known to himself alone through the
+mountain gorges which were held by the royalists, and, in
+fact, rendered such services in this brief campaign that,
+after the taking of Trocadero, he was made colonel, and
+received the title of count and the cross of an officer of
+the Legion of Honor."
+
+"Destiny! destiny!" murmured the abbe.
+
+"Yes, but listen: this was not all. The war with Spain being
+ended, Fernand's career was checked by the long peace which
+seemed likely to endure throughout Europe. Greece only had
+risen against Turkey, and had begun her war of independence;
+all eyes were turned towards Athens -- it was the fashion to
+pity and support the Greeks. The French government, without
+protecting them openly, as you know, gave countenance to
+volunteer assistance. Fernand sought and obtained leave to
+go and serve in Greece, still having his name kept on the
+army roll. Some time after, it was stated that the Comte de
+Morcerf (this was the name he bore) had entered the service
+of Ali Pasha with the rank of instructor-general. Ali Pasha
+was killed, as you know, but before he died he recompensed
+the services of Fernand by leaving him a considerable sum,
+with which he returned to France, when he was gazetted
+lieutenant-general."
+
+"So that now?" -- inquired the abbe.
+
+"So that now," continued Caderousse, "he owns a magnificent
+house -- No. 27, Rue du Helder, Paris." The abbe opened his
+mouth, hesitated for a moment, then, making an effort at
+self-control, he said, "And Mercedes -- they tell me that
+she has disappeared?"
+
+"Disappeared," said Caderousse, "yes, as the sun disappears,
+to rise the next day with still more splendor."
+
+"Has she made a fortune also?" inquired the abbe, with an
+ironical smile.
+
+"Mercedes is at this moment one of the greatest ladies in
+Paris," replied Caderousse.
+
+"Go on," said the abbe; "it seems as if I were listening to
+the story of a dream. But I have seen things so
+extraordinary, that what you tell me seems less astonishing
+than it otherwise might."
+
+"Mercedes was at first in the deepest despair at the blow
+which deprived her of Edmond. I have told you of her
+attempts to propitiate M. de Villefort, her devotion to the
+elder Dantes. In the midst of her despair, a new affliction
+overtook her. This was the departure of Fernand -- of
+Fernand, whose crime she did not know, and whom she regarded
+as her brother. Fernand went, and Mercedes remained alone.
+Three months passed and still she wept -- no news of Edmond,
+no news of Fernand, no companionship save that of an old man
+who was dying with despair. One evening, after a day of
+accustomed vigil at the angle of two roads leading to
+Marseilles from the Catalans, she returned to her home more
+depressed than ever. Suddenly she heard a step she knew,
+turned anxiously around, the door opened, and Fernand,
+dressed in the uniform of a sub-lieutenant, stood before
+her. It was not the one she wished for most, but it seemed
+as if a part of her past life had returned to her. Mercedes
+seized Fernand's hands with a transport which he took for
+love, but which was only joy at being no longer alone in the
+world, and seeing at last a friend, after long hours of
+solitary sorrow. And then, it must be confessed, Fernand had
+never been hated -- he was only not precisely loved. Another
+possessed all Mercedes' heart; that other was absent, had
+disappeared, perhaps was dead. At this last thought Mercedes
+burst into a flood of tears, and wrung her hands in agony;
+but the thought, which she had always repelled before when
+it was suggested to her by another, came now in full force
+upon her mind; and then, too, old Dantes incessantly said to
+her, `Our Edmond is dead; if he were not, he would return to
+us.' The old man died, as I have told you; had he lived,
+Mercedes, perchance, had not become the wife of another, for
+he would have been there to reproach her infidelity. Fernand
+saw this, and when he learned of the old man's death he
+returned. He was now a lieutenant. At his first coming he
+had not said a word of love to Mercedes; at the second he
+reminded her that he loved her. Mercedes begged for six
+months more in which to await and mourn for Edmond."
+
+"So that," said the abbe, with a bitter smile, "that makes
+eighteen months in all. What more could the most devoted
+lover desire?" Then he murmured the words of the English
+poet, "`Frailty, thy name is woman.'"
+
+"Six months afterwards," continued Caderousse, "the marriage
+took place in the church of Accoules."
+
+"The very church in which she was to have married Edmond,"
+murmured the priest; "there was only a change of
+bride-grooms."
+
+"Well, Mercedes was married," proceeded Caderousse; "but
+although in the eyes of the world she appeared calm, she
+nearly fainted as she passed La Reserve, where, eighteen
+months before, the betrothal had been celebrated with him
+whom she might have known she still loved had she looked to
+the bottom of her heart. Fernand, more happy, but not more
+at his ease -- for I saw at this time he was in constant
+dread of Edmond's return -- Fernand was very anxious to get
+his wife away, and to depart himself. There were too many
+unpleasant possibilities associated with the Catalans, and
+eight days after the wedding they left Marseilles."
+
+"Did you ever see Mercedes again?" inquired the priest.
+
+"Yes, during the Spanish war, at Perpignan, where Fernand
+had left her; she was attending to the education of her
+son." The abbe started. "Her son?" said he.
+
+"Yes," replied Caderousse, "little Albert."
+
+"But, then, to be able to instruct her child," continued the
+abbe, "she must have received an education herself. I
+understood from Edmond that she was the daughter of a simple
+fisherman, beautiful but uneducated."
+
+"Oh," replied Caderousse, "did he know so little of his
+lovely betrothed? Mercedes might have been a queen, sir, if
+the crown were to be placed on the heads of the loveliest
+and most intelligent. Fernand's fortune was already waxing
+great, and she developed with his growing fortune. She
+learned drawing, music -- everything. Besides, I believe,
+between ourselves, she did this in order to distract her
+mind, that she might forget; and she only filled her head in
+order to alleviate the weight on her heart. But now her
+position in life is assured," continued Caderousse; "no
+doubt fortune and honors have comforted her; she is rich, a
+countess, and yet" -- Caderousse paused.
+
+"And yet what?" asked the abbe.
+
+"Yet, I am sure, she is not happy," said Caderousse.
+
+"What makes you believe this?"
+
+"Why, when I found myself utterly destitute, I thought my
+old friends would, perhaps, assist me. So I went to
+Danglars, who would not even receive me. I called on
+Fernand, who sent me a hundred francs by his
+valet-de-chambre."
+
+"Then you did not see either of them?"
+
+"No, but Madame de Morcerf saw me."
+
+"How was that?"
+
+"As I went away a purse fell at my feet -- it contained five
+and twenty louis; I raised my head quickly, and saw
+Mercedes, who at once shut the blind."
+
+"And M. de Villefort?" asked the abbe.
+
+"Oh, he never was a friend of mine, I did not know him, and
+I had nothing to ask of him."
+
+"Do you not know what became of him, and the share he had in
+Edmond's misfortunes?"
+
+"No; I only know that some time after Edmond's arrest, he
+married Mademoiselle de Saint-Meran, and soon after left
+Marseilles; no doubt he has been as lucky as the rest; no
+doubt he is as rich as Danglars, as high in station as
+Fernand. I only, as you see, have remained poor, wretched,
+and forgotten."
+
+"You are mistaken, my friend," replied the abbe; "God may
+seem sometimes to forget for a time, while his justice
+reposes, but there always comes a moment when he remembers
+-- and behold -- a proof!" As he spoke, the abbe took the
+diamond from his pocket, and giving it to Caderousse, said,
+-- "Here, my friend, take this diamond, it is yours."
+
+"What, for me only?" cried Caderousse, "ah, sir, do not jest
+with me!"
+
+"This diamond was to have been shared among his friends.
+Edmond had one friend only, and thus it cannot be divided.
+Take the diamond, then, and sell it; it is worth fifty
+thousand francs, and I repeat my wish that this sum may
+suffice to release you from your wretchedness."
+
+"Oh, sir," said Caderousse, putting out one hand timidly,
+and with the other wiping away the perspiration which
+bedewed his brow, -- "Oh, sir, do not make a jest of the
+happiness or despair of a man."
+
+"I know what happiness and what despair are, and I never
+make a jest of such feelings. Take it, then, but in exchange
+-- "
+
+Caderousse, who touched the diamond, withdrew his hand. The
+abbe smiled. "In exchange," he continued, "give me the red
+silk purse that M. Morrel left on old Dantes' chimney-piece,
+and which you tell me is still in your hands." Caderousse,
+more and more astonished, went toward a large oaken
+cupboard, opened it, and gave the abbe a long purse of faded
+red silk, round which were two copper runners that had once
+been gilt. The abbe took it, and in return gave Caderousse
+the diamond.
+
+"Oh, you are a man of God, sir," cried Caderousse; "for no
+one knew that Edmond had given you this diamond, and you
+might have kept it."
+
+"Which," said the abbe to himself, "you would have done."
+The abbe rose, took his hat and gloves. "Well," he said,
+"all you have told me is perfectly true, then, and I may
+believe it in every particular."
+
+"See, sir," replied Caderousse, "in this corner is a
+crucifix in holy wood -- here on this shelf is my wife's
+testament; open this book, and I will swear upon it with my
+hand on the crucifix. I will swear to you by my soul's
+salvation, my faith as a Christian, I have told everything
+to you as it occurred, and as the recording angel will tell
+it to the ear of God at the day of the last judgment!"
+
+"'Tis well," said the abbe, convinced by his manner and tone
+that Caderousse spoke the truth. "'Tis well, and may this
+money profit you! Adieu; I go far from men who thus so
+bitterly injure each other." The abbe with difficulty got
+away from the enthusiastic thanks of Caderousse, opened the
+door himself, got out and mounted his horse, once more
+saluted the innkeeper, who kept uttering his loud farewells,
+and then returned by the road he had travelled in coming.
+When Caderousse turned around, he saw behind him La
+Carconte, paler and trembling more than ever. "Is, then, all
+that I have heard really true?" she inquired.
+
+"What? That he has given the diamond to us only?" inquired
+Caderousse, half bewildered with joy; "yes, nothing more
+true! See, here it is." The woman gazed at it a moment, and
+then said, in a gloomy voice, "Suppose it's false?"
+Caderousse started and turned pale. "False!" he muttered.
+"False! Why should that man give me a false diamond?"
+
+"To get your secret without paying for it, you blockhead!"
+
+Caderousse remained for a moment aghast under the weight of
+such an idea. "Oh!" he said, taking up his hat, which he
+placed on the red handkerchief tied round his head, "we will
+soon find out."
+
+"In what way?"
+
+"Why, the fair is on at Beaucaire, there are always
+jewellers from Paris there, and I will show it to them. Look
+after the house, wife, and I shall be back in two hours,"
+and Caderousse left the house in haste, and ran rapidly in
+the direction opposite to that which the priest had taken.
+"Fifty thousand francs!" muttered La Carconte when left
+alone; "it is a large sum of money, but it is not a
+fortune."
+
+
+
+Chapter 28
+The Prison Register.
+
+The day after that in which the scene we have just described
+had taken place on the road between Bellegarde and
+Beaucaire, a man of about thirty or two and thirty, dressed
+in a bright blue frock coat, nankeen trousers, and a white
+waistcoat, having the appearance and accent of an
+Englishman, presented himself before the mayor of
+Marseilles. "Sir," said he, "I am chief clerk of the house
+of Thomson & French, of Rome. We are, and have been these
+ten years, connected with the house of Morrel & Son, of
+Marseilles. We have a hundred thousand francs or thereabouts
+loaned on their securities, and we are a little uneasy at
+reports that have reached us that the firm is on the brink
+of ruin. I have come, therefore, express from Rome, to ask
+you for information."
+
+"Sir," replied the mayor. "I know very well that during the
+last four or five years misfortune has seemed to pursue M.
+Morrel. He has lost four or five vessels, and suffered by
+three or four bankruptcies; but it is not for me, although I
+am a creditor myself to the amount of ten thousand francs,
+to give any information as to the state of his finances. Ask
+of me, as mayor, what is my opinion of M. Morrel, and I
+shall say that he is a man honorable to the last degree, and
+who has up to this time fulfilled every engagement with
+scrupulous punctuality. This is all I can say, sir; if you
+wish to learn more, address yourself to M. de Boville, the
+inspector of prisons, No. 15, Rue de Nouailles; he has, I
+believe, two hundred thousand francs in Morrel's hands, and
+if there be any grounds for apprehension, as this is a
+greater amount than mine, you will most probably find him
+better informed than myself."
+
+The Englishman seemed to appreciate this extreme delicacy,
+made his bow and went away, proceeding with a characteristic
+British stride towards the street mentioned. M. de Boville
+was in his private room, and the Englishman, on perceiving
+him, made a gesture of surprise, which seemed to indicate
+that it was not the first time he had been in his presence.
+As to M. de Boville, he was in such a state of despair, that
+it was evident all the faculties of his mind, absorbed in
+the thought which occupied him at the moment, did not allow
+either his memory or his imagination to stray to the past.
+The Englishman, with the coolness of his nation, addressed
+him in terms nearly similar to those with which he had
+accosted the mayor of Marseilles. "Oh, sir," exclaimed M. de
+Boville, "your fears are unfortunately but too well founded,
+and you see before you a man in despair. I had two hundred
+thousand francs placed in the hands of Morrel & Son; these
+two hundred thousand francs were the dowry of my daughter,
+who was to be married in a fortnight, and these two hundred
+thousand francs were payable, half on the 15th of this
+month, and the other half on the 15th of next month. I had
+informed M. Morrel of my desire to have these payments
+punctually, and he has been here within the last half-hour
+to tell me that if his ship, the Pharaon, did not come into
+port on the 15th, he would be wholly unable to make this
+payment."
+
+"But," said the Englishman, "this looks very much like a
+suspension of payment."
+
+"It looks more like bankruptcy!" exclaimed M. de Boville
+despairingly.
+
+The Englishman appeared to reflect a moment, and then said,
+-- "From which it would appear, sir, that this credit
+inspires you with considerable apprehension?"
+
+"To tell you the truth, I consider it lost."
+
+"Well, then, I will buy it of you!"
+
+"You?"
+
+"Yes, I!"
+
+"But at a tremendous discount, of course?"
+
+"No, for two hundred thousand francs. Our house," added the
+Englishman with a laugh, "does not do things in that way."
+
+"And you will pay" --
+
+"Ready money." And the Englishman drew from his pocket a
+bundle of bank-notes, which might have been twice the sum M.
+de Boville feared to lose. A ray of joy passed across M. de
+Boville's countenance, yet he made an effort at
+self-control, and said, -- "Sir, I ought to tell you that,
+in all probability, you will not realize six per cent of
+this sum."
+
+"That's no affair of mine," replied the Englishman, "that is
+the affair of the house of Thomson & French, in whose name I
+act. They have, perhaps, some motive to serve in hastening
+the ruin of a rival firm. But all I know, sir, is, that I am
+ready to hand you over this sum in exchange for your
+assignment of the debt. I only ask a brokerage."
+
+"Of course, that is perfectly just," cried M. de Boville.
+"The commission is usually one and a half; will you have two
+-- three -- five per cent, or even more? Whatever you say."
+
+"Sir," replied the Englishman, laughing, "I am like my
+house, and do not do such things -- no, the commission I ask
+is quite different."
+
+"Name it, sir, I beg."
+
+"You are the inspector of prisons?"
+
+"I have been so these fourteen years."
+
+"You keep the registers of entries and departures?"
+
+"I do."
+
+"To these registers there are added notes relative to the
+prisoners?"
+
+"There are special reports on every prisoner."
+
+"Well, sir, I was educated at home by a poor devil of an
+abbe, who disappeared suddenly. I have since learned that he
+was confined in the Chateau d'If, and I should like to learn
+some particulars of his death."
+
+"What was his name?"
+
+"The Abbe Faria."
+
+"Oh, I recollect him perfectly," cried M. de Boville; "he
+was crazy."
+
+"So they said."
+
+"Oh, he was, decidedly."
+
+"Very possibly; but what sort of madness was it?"
+
+"He pretended to know of an immense treasure, and offered
+vast sums to the government if they would liberate him."
+
+"Poor devil! -- and he is dead?"
+
+"Yes, sir, five or six months ago -- last February."
+
+"You have a good memory, sir, to recollect dates so well."
+
+"I recollect this, because the poor devil's death was
+accompanied by a singular incident."
+
+"May I ask what that was?" said the Englishman with an
+expression of curiosity, which a close observer would have
+been astonished at discovering in his phlegmatic
+countenance.
+
+"Oh dear, yes, sir; the abbe's dungeon was forty or fifty
+feet distant from that of one of Bonaparte's emissaries, --
+one of those who had contributed the most to the return of
+the usurper in 1815, -- a very resolute and very dangerous
+man."
+
+"Indeed!" said the Englishman.
+
+"Yes," replied M. de Boville; "I myself had occasion to see
+this man in 1816 or 1817, and we could only go into his
+dungeon with a file of soldiers. That man made a deep
+impression on me; I shall never forget his countenance!" The
+Englishman smiled imperceptibly.
+
+"And you say, sir," he interposed, "that the two dungeons"
+--
+
+"Were separated by a distance of fifty feet; but it appears
+that this Edmond Dantes" --
+
+"This dangerous man's name was" --
+
+"Edmond Dantes. It appears, sir, that this Edmond Dantes had
+procured tools, or made them, for they found a tunnel
+through which the prisoners held communication with one
+another."
+
+"This tunnel was dug, no doubt, with an intention of
+escape?"
+
+"No doubt; but unfortunately for the prisoners, the Abbe
+Faria had an attack of catalepsy, and died."
+
+"That must have cut short the projects of escape."
+
+"For the dead man, yes," replied M. de Boville, "but not for
+the survivor; on the contrary, this Dantes saw a means of
+accelerating his escape. He, no doubt, thought that
+prisoners who died in the Chateau d'If were interred in an
+ordinary burial-ground, and he conveyed the dead man into
+his own cell, took his place in the sack in which they had
+sewed up the corpse, and awaited the moment of interment."
+
+"It was a bold step, and one that showed some courage,"
+remarked the Englishman.
+
+"As I have already told you, sir, he was a very dangerous
+man; and, fortunately, by his own act disembarrassed the
+government of the fears it had on his account."
+
+"How was that?"
+
+"How? Do you not comprehend?"
+
+"No."
+
+"The Chateau d'If has no cemetery, and they simply throw the
+dead into the sea, after fastening a thirty-six pound
+cannon-ball to their feet."
+
+"Well," observed the Englishman as if he were slow of
+comprehension.
+
+"Well, they fastened a thirty-six pound ball to his feet,
+and threw him into the sea."
+
+"Really!" exclaimed the Englishman.
+
+"Yes, sir," continued the inspector of prisons. "You may
+imagine the amazement of the fugitive when he found himself
+flung headlong over the rocks! I should like to have seen
+his face at that moment."
+
+"That would have been difficult."
+
+"No matter," replied De Boville, in supreme good-humor at
+the certainty of recovering his two hundred thousand francs,
+-- "no matter, I can fancy it." And he shouted with
+laughter.
+
+"So can I," said the Englishman, and he laughed too; but he
+laughed as the English do, "at the end of his teeth."
+
+"And so," continued the Englishman who first gained his
+composure, "he was drowned?"
+
+"Unquestionably."
+
+"So that the governor got rid of the dangerous and the crazy
+prisoner at the same time?"
+
+"Precisely."
+
+"But some official document was drawn up as to this affair,
+I suppose?" inquired the Englishman.
+
+"Yes, yes, the mortuary deposition. You understand, Dantes'
+relations, if he had any, might have some interest in
+knowing if he were dead or alive."
+
+"So that now, if there were anything to inherit from him,
+they may do so with easy conscience. He is dead, and no
+mistake about it."
+
+"Oh, yes; and they may have the fact attested whenever they
+please."
+
+"So be it," said the Englishman. "But to return to these
+registers."
+
+"True, this story has diverted our attention from them.
+Excuse me."
+
+"Excuse you for what? For the story? By no means; it really
+seems to me very curious."
+
+"Yes, indeed. So, sir, you wish to see all relating to the
+poor abbe, who really was gentleness itself."
+
+"Yes, you will much oblige me."
+
+"Go into my study here, and I will show it to you." And they
+both entered M. de Boville's study. Everything was here
+arranged in perfect order; each register had its number,
+each file of papers its place. The inspector begged the
+Englishman to seat himself in an arm-chair, and placed
+before him the register and documents relative to the
+Chateau d'If, giving him all the time he desired for the
+examination, while De Boville seated himself in a corner,
+and began to read his newspaper. The Englishman easily found
+the entries relative to the Abbe Faria; but it seemed that
+the history which the inspector had related interested him
+greatly, for after having perused the first documents he
+turned over the leaves until he reached the deposition
+respecting Edmond Dantes. There he found everything arranged
+in due order, -- the accusation, examination, Morrel's
+petition, M. de Villefort's marginal notes. He folded up the
+accusation quietly, and put it as quietly in his pocket;
+read the examination, and saw that the name of Noirtier was
+not mentioned in it; perused, too, the application dated
+10th April, 1815, in which Morrel, by the deputy procureur's
+advice, exaggerated with the best intentions (for Napoleon
+was then on the throne) the services Dantes had rendered to
+the imperial cause -- services which Villefort's
+certificates rendered indispensable. Then he saw through the
+whole thing. This petition to Napoleon, kept back by
+Villefort, had become, under the second restoration, a
+terrible weapon against him in the hands of the king's
+attorney. He was no longer astonished when he searched on to
+find in the register this note, placed in a bracket against
+his name: --
+
+Edmond Dantes.
+
+An inveterate Bonapartist; took an active part in the return
+from the Island of Elba.
+
+To be kept in strict solitary confinement, and to be closely
+watched and guarded.
+
+Beneath these lines was written in another hand: "See note
+above -- nothing can be done." He compared the writing in
+the bracket with the writing of the certificate placed
+beneath Morrel's petition, and discovered that the note in
+the bracket was the some writing as the certificate -- that
+is to say, was in Villefort's handwriting. As to the note
+which accompanied this, the Englishman understood that it
+might have been added by some inspector who had taken a
+momentary interest in Dantes' situation, but who had, from
+the remarks we have quoted, found it impossible to give any
+effect to the interest he had felt.
+
+As we have said, the inspector, from discretion, and that he
+might not disturb the Abbe Faria's pupil in his researches,
+had seated himself in a corner, and was reading Le Drapeau
+Blanc. He did not see the Englishman fold up and place in
+his pocket the accusation written by Danglars under the
+arbor of La Reserve, and which had the postmark,
+"Marseilles, 27th Feb., delivery 6 o'clock, P.M." But it
+must be said that if he had seen it, he attached so little
+importance to this scrap of paper, and so much importance to
+his two hundred thousand francs, that he would not have
+opposed whatever the Englishman might do, however irregular
+it might be.
+
+"Thanks," said the latter, closing the register with a slam,
+"I have all I want; now it is for me to perform my promise.
+Give me a simple assignment of your debt; acknowledge
+therein the receipt of the cash, and I will hand you over
+the money." He rose, gave his seat to M. de Boville, who
+took it without ceremony, and quickly drew up the required
+assignment, while the Englishman counted out the bank-notes
+on the other side of the desk.
+
+
+
+Chapter 29
+The House of Morrel & Son.
+
+Any one who had quitted Marseilles a few years previously,
+well acquainted with the interior of Morrel's warehouse, and
+had returned at this date, would have found a great change.
+Instead of that air of life, of comfort, and of happiness
+that permeates a flourishing and prosperous business
+establishment -- instead of merry faces at the windows, busy
+clerks hurrying to and fro in the long corridors -- instead
+of the court filled with bales of goods, re-echoing with the
+cries and the jokes of porters, one would have immediately
+perceived all aspect of sadness and gloom. Out of all the
+numerous clerks that used to fill the deserted corridor and
+the empty office, but two remained. One was a young man of
+three or four and twenty, who was in love with M. Morrel's
+daughter, and had remained with him in spite of the efforts
+of his friends to induce him to withdraw; the other was an
+old one-eyed cashier, called "Cocles," or "Cock-eye," a
+nickname given him by the young men who used to throng this
+vast now almost deserted bee-hive, and which had so
+completely replaced his real name that he would not, in all
+probability, have replied to any one who addressed him by
+it.
+
+Cocles remained in M. Morrel's service, and a most singular
+change had taken place in his position; he had at the same
+time risen to the rank of cashier, and sunk to the rank of a
+servant. He was, however, the same Cocles, good, patient,
+devoted, but inflexible on the subject of arithmetic, the
+only point on which he would have stood firm against the
+world, even against M. Morrel; and strong in the
+multiplication-table, which he had at his fingers' ends, no
+matter what scheme or what trap was laid to catch him. In
+the midst of the disasters that befell the house, Cocles was
+the only one unmoved. But this did not arise from a want of
+affection; on the contrary, from a firm conviction. Like the
+rats that one by one forsake the doomed ship even before the
+vessel weighs anchor, so all the numerous clerks had by
+degrees deserted the office and the warehouse. Cocles had
+seen them go without thinking of inquiring the cause of
+their departure. Everything was as we have said, a question
+of arithmetic to Cocles, and during twenty years he had
+always seen all payments made with such exactitude, that it
+seemed as impossible to him that the house should stop
+payment, as it would to a miller that the river that had so
+long turned his mill should cease to flow.
+
+Nothing had as yet occurred to shake Cocles' belief; the
+last month's payment had been made with the most scrupulous
+exactitude; Cocles had detected an overbalance of fourteen
+sous in his cash, and the same evening he had brought them
+to M. Morrel, who, with a melancholy smile, threw them into
+an almost empty drawer, saying: --
+
+"Thanks, Cocles; you are the pearl of cashiers "
+
+Cocles went away perfectly happy, for this eulogium of M.
+Morrel, himself the pearl of the honest men of Marseilles,
+flattered him more than a present of fifty crowns. But since
+the end of the month M. Morrel had passed many an anxious
+hour. In order to meet the payments then due; he had
+collected all his resources, and, fearing lest the report of
+his distress should get bruited abroad at Marseilles when he
+was known to be reduced to such an extremity, he went to the
+Beaucaire fair to sell his wife's and daughter's jewels and
+a portion of his plate. By this means the end of the month
+was passed, but his resources were now exhausted. Credit,
+owing to the reports afloat, was no longer to be had; and to
+meet the one hundred thousand francs due on the 10th of the
+present month, and the one hundred thousand francs due on
+the 15th of the next month to M. de Boville, M. Morrel had,
+in reality, no hope but the return of the Pharaon, of whose
+departure he had learnt from a vessel which had weighed
+anchor at the same time, and which had already arrived in
+harbor. But this vessel which, like the Pharaon, came from
+Calcutta, had been in for a fortnight, while no intelligence
+had been received of the Pharaon.
+
+Such was the state of affairs when, the day after his
+interview with M. de Boville, the confidential clerk of the
+house of Thomson & French of Rome, presented himself at M.
+Morrel's. Emmanuel received him; this young man was alarmed
+by the appearance of every new face, for every new face
+might be that of a new creditor, come in anxiety to question
+the head of the house. The young man, wishing to spare his
+employer the pain of this interview, questioned the
+new-comer; but the stranger declared that he had nothing to
+say to M. Emmanuel, and that his business was with M. Morrel
+in person. Emmanuel sighed, and summoned Cocles. Cocles
+appeared, and the young man bade him conduct the stranger to
+M. Morrel's apartment. Cocles went first, and the stranger
+followed him. On the staircase they met a beautiful girl of
+sixteen or seventeen, who looked with anxiety at the
+stranger.
+
+"M. Morrel is in his room, is he not, Mademoiselle Julie?"
+said the cashier.
+
+"Yes; I think so, at least," said the young girl
+hesitatingly. "Go and see, Cocles, and if my father is
+there, announce this gentleman."
+
+"It will be useless to announce me, mademoiselle," returned
+the Englishman. "M. Morrel does not know my name; this
+worthy gentleman has only to announce the confidential clerk
+of the house of Thomson & French of Rome, with whom your
+father does business."
+
+The young girl turned pale and continued to descend, while
+the stranger and Cocles continued to mount the staircase.
+She entered the office where Emmanuel was, while Cocles, by
+the aid of a key he possessed, opened a door in the corner
+of a landing-place on the second staircase, conducted the
+stranger into an ante-chamber, opened a second door, which
+he closed behind him, and after having left the clerk of the
+house of Thomson & French alone, returned and signed to him
+that he could enter. The Englishman entered, and found
+Morrel seated at a table, turning over the formidable
+columns of his ledger, which contained the list of his
+liabilities. At the sight of the stranger, M. Morrel closed
+the ledger, arose, and offered a seat to the stranger; and
+when he had seen him seated, resumed his own chair. Fourteen
+years had changed the worthy merchant, who, in his
+thirty-sixth year at the opening of this history, was now in
+his fiftieth; his hair had turned white, time and sorrow had
+ploughed deep furrows on his brow, and his look, once so
+firm and penetrating, was now irresolute and wandering, as
+if he feared being forced to fix his attention on some
+particular thought or person. The Englishman looked at him
+with an air of curiosity, evidently mingled with interest.
+"Monsieur," said Morrel, whose uneasiness was increased by
+this examination, "you wish to speak to me?"
+
+"Yes, monsieur; you are aware from whom I come?"
+
+"The house of Thomson & French; at least, so my cashier
+tells me."
+
+"He has told you rightly. The house of Thomson & French had
+300,000 or 400,000 francs to pay this month in France; and,
+knowing your strict punctuality, have collected all the
+bills bearing your signature, and charged me as they became
+due to present them, and to employ the money otherwise."
+Morrel sighed deeply, and passed his hand over his forehead,
+which was covered with perspiration.
+
+"So then, sir," said Morrel, "you hold bills of mine?"
+
+"Yes, and for a considerable sum."
+
+"What is the amount?" asked Morrel with a voice he strove to
+render firm.
+
+"Here is," said the Englishman, taking a quantity of papers
+from his pocket, "an assignment of 200,000 francs to our
+house by M. de Boville, the inspector of prisons, to whom
+they are due. You acknowledge, of course, that you owe this
+sum to him?"
+
+"Yes; he placed the money in my hands at four and a half per
+cent nearly five years ago."
+
+"When are you to pay?"
+
+"Half the 15th of this month, half the 15th of next."
+
+"Just so; and now here are 32,500 francs payable shortly;
+they are all signed by you, and assigned to our house by the
+holders."
+
+"I recognize them," said Morrel, whose face was suffused, as
+he thought that, for the first time in his life, he would be
+unable to honor his own signature. "Is this all?"
+
+"No, I have for the end of the month these bills which have
+been assigned to us by the house of Pascal, and the house of
+Wild & Turner of Marseilles, amounting to nearly 55,000
+francs; in all, 287,500 francs." It is impossible to
+describe what Morrel suffered during this enumeration. "Two
+hundred and eighty-seven thousand five hundred francs,"
+repeated he.
+
+"Yes, sir," replied the Englishman. "I will not," continued
+he, after a moment's silence, "conceal from you, that while
+your probity and exactitude up to this moment are
+universally acknowledged, yet the report is current in
+Marseilles that you are not able to meet your liabilities."
+At this almost brutal speech Morrel turned deathly pale.
+"Sir," said he, "up to this time -- and it is now more than
+four-and-twenty years since I received the direction of this
+house from my father, who had himself conducted it for five
+and thirty years -- never has anything bearing the signature
+of Morrel & Son been dishonored."
+
+"I know that," replied the Englishman. "But as a man of
+honor should answer another, tell me fairly, shall you pay
+these with the same punctuality?" Morrel shuddered, and
+looked at the man, who spoke with more assurance than he had
+hitherto shown. "To questions frankly put," said he, "a
+straightforward answer should be given. Yes, I shall pay,
+if, as I hope, my vessel arrives safely; for its arrival
+will again procure me the credit which the numerous
+accidents, of which I have been the victim, have deprived
+me; but if the Pharaon should be lost, and this last
+resource be gone" -- the poor man's eyes filled with tears.
+
+"Well," said the other, "if this last resource fail you?"
+
+"Well," returned Morrel, "it is a cruel thing to be forced
+to say, but, already used to misfortune, I must habituate
+myself to shame. I fear I shall be forced to suspend
+payment."
+
+"Have you no friends who could assist you?" Morrel smiled
+mournfully. "In business, sir," said he, "one has no
+friends, only correspondents."
+
+"It is true," murmured the Englishman; "then you have but
+one hope."
+
+"But one."
+
+"The last?"
+
+"The last."
+
+"So that if this fail" --
+
+"I am ruined, -- completely ruined!"
+
+"As I was on my way here, a vessel was coming into port."
+
+"I know it, sir; a young man, who still adheres to my fallen
+fortunes, passes a part of his time in a belvidere at the
+top of the house, in hopes of being the first to announce
+good news to me; he has informed me of the arrival of this
+ship."
+
+"And it is not yours?"
+
+"No, she is a Bordeaux vessel, La Gironde; she comes from
+India also; but she is not mine."
+
+"Perhaps she has spoken the Pharaon, and brings you some
+tidings of her?"
+
+"Shall I tell you plainly one thing, sir? I dread almost as
+much to receive any tidings of my vessel as to remain in
+doubt. uncertainty is still hope." Then in a low voice
+Morrel added, -- "This delay is not natural. The Pharaon
+left Calcutta the 5th February; she ought to have been here
+a month ago."
+
+"What is that?" said the Englishman. "What is the meaning of
+that noise?"
+
+"Oh, oh!" cried Morrel, turning pale, "what is it?" A loud
+noise was heard on the stairs of people moving hastily, and
+half-stifled sobs. Morrel rose and advanced to the door; but
+his strength failed him and he sank into a chair. The two
+men remained opposite one another, Morrel trembling in every
+limb, the stranger gazing at him with an air of profound
+pity. The noise had ceased; but it seemed that Morrel
+expected something -- something had occasioned the noise,
+and something must follow. The stranger fancied he heard
+footsteps on the stairs; and that the footsteps, which were
+those of several persons, stopped at the door. A key was
+inserted in the lock of the first door, and the creaking of
+hinges was audible.
+
+"There are only two persons who have the key to that door,"
+murmured Morrel, "Cocles and Julie." At this instant the
+second door opened, and the young girl, her eyes bathed with
+tears, appeared. Morrel rose tremblingly, supporting himself
+by the arm of the chair. He would have spoken, but his voice
+failed him. "Oh, father!" said she, clasping her hands,
+"forgive your child for being the bearer of evil tidings."
+
+Morrel again changed color. Julie threw herself into his
+arms.
+
+"Oh, father, father!" murmured she, "courage!"
+
+"The Pharaon has gone down, then?" said Morrel in a hoarse
+voice. The young girl did not speak; but she made an
+affirmative sign with her head as she lay on her father's
+breast.
+
+"And the crew?" asked Morrel.
+
+"Saved," said the girl; "saved by the crew of the vessel
+that has just entered the harbor." Morrel raised his two
+hands to heaven with an expression of resignation and
+sublime gratitude. "Thanks, my God," said he, "at least thou
+strikest but me alone." A tear moistened the eye of the
+phlegmatic Englishman.
+
+"Come in, come in," said Morrel, "for I presume you are all
+at the door."
+
+Scarcely had he uttered those words than Madame Morrel
+entered weeping bitterly. Emmanuel followed her, and in the
+antechamber were visible the rough faces of seven or eight
+half-naked sailors. At the sight of these men the Englishman
+started and advanced a step; then restrained himself, and
+retired into the farthest and most obscure corner of the
+apartment. Madame Morrel sat down by her husband and took
+one of his hands in hers, Julie still lay with her head on
+his shoulder, Emmanuel stood in the centre of the chamber
+and seemed to form the link between Morrel's family and the
+sailors at the door.
+
+"How did this happen?" said Morrel.
+
+"Draw nearer, Penelon," said the young man, "and tell us all
+about it."
+
+An old seaman, bronzed by the tropical sun, advanced,
+twirling the remains of a tarpaulin between his hands.
+"Good-day, M. Morrel," said he, as if he had just quitted
+Marseilles the previous evening, and had just returned from
+Aix or Toulon.
+
+"Good-day, Penelon," returned Morrel, who could not refrain
+from smiling through his tears, "where is the captain?"
+
+"The captain, M. Morrel, -- he has stayed behind sick at
+Palma; but please God, it won't be much, and you will see
+him in a few days all alive and hearty."
+
+"Well, now tell your story, Penelon."
+
+Penelon rolled his quid in his cheek, placed his hand before
+his mouth, turned his head, and sent a long jet of
+tobacco-juice into the antechamber, advanced his foot,
+balanced himself, and began, -- "You see, M. Morrel," said
+he, "we were somewhere between Cape Blanc and Cape Boyador,
+sailing with a fair breeze, south-south-west after a week's
+calm, when Captain Gaumard comes up to me -- I was at the
+helm I should tell you -- and says, `Penelon, what do you
+think of those clouds coming up over there?' I was just then
+looking at them myself. `What do I think, captain? Why I
+think that they are rising faster than they have any
+business to do, and that they would not be so black if they
+didn't mean mischief.' -- `That's my opinion too,' said the
+captain, `and I'll take precautions accordingly. We are
+carrying too much canvas. Avast, there, all hands! Take in
+the studding-sl's and stow the flying jib.' It was time; the
+squall was on us, and the vessel began to heel. `Ah,' said
+the captain, `we have still too much canvas set; all hands
+lower the mains'l!' Five minutes after, it was down; and we
+sailed under mizzen-tops'ls and to'gall'nt sails. `Well,
+Penelon,' said the captain, `what makes you shake your
+head?' `Why,' I says, `I still think you've got too much
+on.' `I think you're right,' answered he, `we shall have a
+gale.' `A gale? More than that, we shall have a tempest, or
+I don't know what's what.' You could see the wind coming
+like the dust at Montredon; luckily the captain understood
+his business. `Take in two reefs in the tops'ls,' cried the
+captain; `let go the bowlin's, haul the brace, lower the
+to'gall'nt sails, haul out the reef-tackles on the yards.'"
+
+"That was not enough for those latitudes," said the
+Englishman; "I should have taken four reefs in the topsails
+and furled the spanker."
+
+His firm, sonorous, and unexpected voice made every one
+start. Penelon put his hand over his eyes, and then stared
+at the man who thus criticized the manoeuvres of his
+captain. "We did better than that, sir," said the old sailor
+respectfully; "we put the helm up to run before the tempest;
+ten minutes after we struck our tops'ls and scudded under
+bare poles."
+
+"The vessel was very old to risk that," said the Englishman.
+
+"Eh, it was that that did the business; after pitching
+heavily for twelve hours we sprung a leak. `Penelon,' said
+the captain, `I think we are sinking, give me the helm, and
+go down into the hold.' I gave him the helm, and descended;
+there was already three feet of water. `All hands to the
+pumps!' I shouted; but it was too late, and it seemed the
+more we pumped the more came in. `Ah,' said I, after four
+hours' work, `since we are sinking, let us sink; we can die
+but once.' `That's the example you set, Penelon,' cries the
+captain; `very well, wait a minute.' He went into his cabin
+and came back with a brace of pistols. `I will blow the
+brains out of the first man who leaves the pump,' said he."
+
+"Well done!" said the Englishman.
+
+"There's nothing gives you so much courage as good reasons,"
+continued the sailor; "and during that time the wind had
+abated, and the sea gone down, but the water kept rising;
+not much, only two inches an hour, but still it rose. Two
+inches an hour does not seem much, but in twelve hours that
+makes two feet, and three we had before, that makes five.
+`Come,' said the captain, `we have done all in our power,
+and M. Morrel will have nothing to reproach us with, we have
+tried to save the ship, let us now save ourselves. To the
+boats, my lads, as quick as you can.' Now," continued
+Penelon, "you see, M. Morrel, a sailor is attached to his
+ship, but still more to his life, so we did not wait to be
+told twice; the more so, that the ship was sinking under us,
+and seemed to say, `Get along -- save yourselves.' We soon
+launched the boat, and all eight of us got into it. The
+captain descended last, or rather, he did not descend, he
+would not quit the vessel; so I took him round the waist,
+and threw him into the boat, and then I jumped after him. It
+was time, for just as I jumped the deck burst with a noise
+like the broadside of a man-of-war. Ten minutes after she
+pitched forward, then the other way, spun round and round,
+and then good-by to the Pharaon. As for us, we were three
+days without anything to eat or drink, so that we began to
+think of drawing lots who should feed the rest, when we saw
+La Gironde; we made signals of distress, she perceived us,
+made for us, and took us all on board. There now, M. Morrel,
+that's the whole truth, on the honor of a sailor; is not it
+true, you fellows there?" A general murmur of approbation
+showed that the narrator had faithfully detailed their
+misfortunes and sufferings.
+
+"Well, well," said M. Morrel, "I know there was no one in
+fault but destiny. It was the will of God that this should
+happen, blessed be his name. What wages are due to you?"
+
+"Oh, don't let us talk of that, M. Morrel."
+
+"Yes, but we will talk of it."
+
+"Well, then, three months," said Penelon.
+
+"Cocles, pay two hundred francs to each of these good
+fellows," said Morrel. "At another time," added be, "I
+should have said, Give them, besides, two hundred francs
+over as a present; but times are changed, and the little
+money that remains to me is not my own."
+
+Penelon turned to his companions, and exchanged a few words
+with them.
+
+"As for that, M. Morrel," said he, again turning his quid,
+"as for that" --
+
+"As for what?"
+
+"The money."
+
+"Well" --
+
+"Well, we all say that fifty francs will be enough for us at
+present, and that we will wait for the rest."
+
+"Thanks, my friends, thanks!" cried Morrel gratefully; "take
+it -- take it; and if you can find another employer, enter
+his service; you are free to do so." These last words
+produced a prodigious effect on the seaman. Penelon nearly
+swallowed his quid; fortunately he recovered. "What, M.
+Morrel!" said he in a low voice, "you send us away; you are
+then angry with us!"
+
+"No, no," said M. Morrel, "I am not angry, quite the
+contrary, and I do not send you away; but I have no more
+ships, and therefore I do not want any sailors."
+
+"No more ships!" returned Penelon; "well, then, you'll build
+some; we'll wait for you."
+
+"I have no money to build ships with, Penelon," said the
+poor owner mournfully, "so I cannot accept your kind offer."
+
+"No more money? Then you must not pay us; we can scud, like
+the Pharaon, under bare poles."
+
+"Enough, enough!" cried Morrel, almost overpowered; "leave
+me, I pray you; we shall meet again in a happier time.
+Emmanuel, go with them, and see that my orders are
+executed."
+
+"At least, we shall see each other again, M. Morrel?" asked
+Penelon.
+
+"Yes; I hope so, at least. Now go." He made a sign to
+Cocles, who went first; the seamen followed him and Emmanuel
+brought up the rear. "Now," said the owner to his wife and
+daughter, "leave me; I wish to speak with this gentleman."
+And he glanced towards the clerk of Thomson & French, who
+had remained motionless in the corner during this scene, in
+which he had taken no part, except the few words we have
+mentioned. The two women looked at this person whose
+presence they had entirely forgotten, and retired; but, as
+she left the apartment, Julie gave the stranger a
+supplicating glance, to which he replied by a smile that an
+indifferent spectator would have been surprised to see on
+his stern features. The two men were left alone. "Well,
+sir," said Morrel, sinking into a chair, "you have heard
+all, and I have nothing further to tell you."
+
+"I see," returned the Englishman, "that a fresh and
+unmerited misfortune his overwhelmed you, and this only
+increases my desire to serve you."
+
+"Oh, sir!" cried Morrel.
+
+"Let me see," continued the stranger, "I am one of your
+largest creditors."
+
+"Your bills, at least, are the first that will fall due."
+
+"Do you wish for time to pay?"
+
+"A delay would save my honor, and consequently my life."
+
+"How long a delay do you wish for?" -- Morrel reflected.
+"Two months," said he.
+
+"I will give you three," replied the stranger.
+
+"But," asked Morrel, "will the house of Thomson & French
+consent?"
+
+"Oh, I take everything on myself. To-day is the 5th of
+June."
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Well, renew these bills up to the 5th of September; and on
+the 5th of September at eleven o'clock (the hand of the
+clock pointed to eleven), I shall come to receive the
+money."
+
+"I shall expect you," returned Morrel; "and I will pay you
+-- or I shall he dead." These last words were uttered in so
+low a tone that the stranger could not hear them. The bills
+were renewed, the old ones destroyed, and the poor
+ship-owner found himself with three months before him to
+collect his resources. The Englishman received his thanks
+with the phlegm peculiar to his nation; and Morrel,
+overwhelming him with grateful blessings, conducted him to
+the staircase. The stranger met Julie on the stairs; she
+pretended to be descending, but in reality she was waiting
+for him. "Oh, sir" -- said she, clasping her hands.
+
+"Mademoiselle," said the stranger, "one day you will receive
+a letter signed `Sinbad the Sailor.' Do exactly what the
+letter bids you, however strange it may appear."
+
+"Yes, sir," returned Julie.
+
+"Do you promise?"
+
+"I swear to you I will."
+
+"It is well. Adieu, mademoiselle. Continue to be the good,
+sweet girl you are at present, and I have great hopes that
+heaven will reward you by giving you Emmanuel for a
+husband."
+
+Julie uttered a faint cry, blushed like a rose, and leaned
+against the baluster. The stranger waved his hand, and
+continued to descend. In the court he found Penelon, who,
+with a rouleau of a hundred francs in either hand, seemed
+unable to make up his mind to retain them. "Come with me, my
+friend," said the Englishman; "I wish to speak to you."
+
+
+
+Chapter 30
+The Fifth of September.
+
+The extension provided for by the agent of Thomson & French,
+at the moment when Morrel expected it least, was to the poor
+shipowner so decided a stroke of good fortune that he almost
+dared to believe that fate was at length grown weary of
+wasting her spite upon him. The same day he told his wife,
+Emmanuel, and his daughter all that had occurred; and a ray
+of hope, if not of tranquillity, returned to the family.
+Unfortunately, however, Morrel had not only engagements with
+the house of Thomson & French, who had shown themselves so
+considerate towards him; and, as he had said, in business he
+had correspondents, and not friends. When he thought the
+matter over, he could by no means account for this generous
+conduct on the part of Thomson & French towards him; and
+could only attribute it to some such selfish argument as
+this: -- "We had better help a man who owes us nearly
+300,000 francs, and have those 300,000 francs at the end of
+three months than hasten his ruin, and get only six or eight
+per cent of our money back again." Unfortunately, whether
+through envy or stupidity, all Morrel's correspondents did
+not take this view; and some even came to a contrary
+decision. The bills signed by Morrel were presented at his
+office with scrupulous exactitude, and, thanks to the delay
+granted by the Englishman, were paid by Cocles with equal
+punctuality. Cocles thus remained in his accustomed
+tranquillity. It was Morrel alone who remembered with alarm,
+that if he had to repay on the 15th the 50,000 francs of M.
+de Boville, and on the 30th the 32,500 francs of bills, for
+which, as well as the debt due to the inspector of prisons,
+he had time granted, he must be a ruined man.
+
+The opinion of all the commercial men was that, under the
+reverses which had successively weighed down Morrel, it was
+impossible for him to remain solvent. Great, therefore, was
+the astonishment when at the end of the month, he cancelled
+all his obligations with his usual punctuality. Still
+confidence was not restored to all minds, and the general
+opinion was that the complete ruin of the unfortunate
+shipowner had been postponed only until the end of the
+month. The month passed, and Morrel made extraordinary
+efforts to get in all his resources. Formerly his paper, at
+any date, was taken with confidence, and was even in
+request. Morrel now tried to negotiate bills at ninety days
+only, and none of the banks would give him credit.
+Fortunately, Morrel had some funds coming in on which he
+could rely; and, as they reached him, he found himself in a
+condition to meet his engagements when the end of July came.
+The agent of Thomson & French had not been again seen at
+Marseilles; the day after, or two days after his visit to
+Morrel, he had disappeared; and as in that city he had had
+no intercourse but with the mayor, the inspector of prisons,
+and M. Morrel, his departure left no trace except in the
+memories of these three persons. As to the sailors of the
+Pharaon, they must have found snug berths elsewhere, for
+they also had disappeared.
+
+Captain Gaumard, recovered from his illness, had returned
+from Palma. He delayed presenting himself at Morrel's, but
+the owner, hearing of his arrival, went to see him. The
+worthy shipowner knew, from Penelon's recital, of the
+captain's brave conduct during the storm, and tried to
+console him. He brought him also the amount of his wages,
+which Captain Gaumard had not dared to apply for. As he
+descended the staircase, Morrel met Penelon, who was going
+up. Penelon had, it would seem, made good use of his money,
+for he was newly clad. When he saw his employer, the worthy
+tar seemed much embarrassed, drew on one side into the
+corner of the landing-place, passed his quid from one cheek
+to the other, stared stupidly with his great eyes, and only
+acknowledged the squeeze of the hand which Morrel as usual
+gave him by a slight pressure in return. Morrel attributed
+Penelon's embarrassment to the elegance of his attire; it
+was evident the good fellow had not gone to such an expense
+on his own account; he was, no doubt, engaged on board some
+other vessel, and thus his bashfulness arose from the fact
+of his not having, if we may so express ourselves, worn
+mourning for the Pharaon longer. Perhaps he had come to tell
+Captain Gaumard of his good luck, and to offer him
+employment from his new master. "Worthy fellows!" said
+Morrel, as he went away, "may your new master love you as I
+loved you, and be more fortunate than I have been!"
+
+August rolled by in unceasing efforts on the part of Morrel
+to renew his credit or revive the old. On the 20th of August
+it was known at Marseilles that he had left town in the
+mailcoach, and then it was said that the bills would go to
+protest at the end of the month, and that Morrel had gone
+away and left his chief clerk Emmanuel, and his cashier
+Cocles, to meet the creditors. But, contrary to all
+expectation, when the 31st of August came, the house opened
+as usual, and Cocles appeared behind the grating of the
+counter, examined all bills presented with the usual
+scrutiny, and, from first to last, paid all with the usual
+precision. There came in, moreover, two drafts which M.
+Morrel had fully anticipated, and which Cocles paid as
+punctually as the bills which the shipowner had accepted.
+All this was incomprehensible, and then, with the tenacity
+peculiar to prophets of bad news, the failure was put off
+until the end of September. On the 1st, Morrel returned; he
+was awaited by his family with extreme anxiety, for from
+this journey to Paris they hoped great things. Morrel had
+thought of Danglars, who was now immensely rich, and had
+lain under great obligations to Morrel in former days, since
+to him it was owing that Danglars entered the service of the
+Spanish banker, with whom he had laid the foundations of his
+vast wealth. It was said at this moment that Danglars was
+worth from six to eight millions of francs, and had
+unlimited credit. Danglars, then, without taking a crown
+from his pocket, could save Morrel; he had but to pass his
+word for a loan, and Morrel was saved. Morrel had long
+thought of Danglars, but had kept away from some instinctive
+motive, and had delayed as long as possible availing himself
+of this last resource. And Morrel was right, for he returned
+home crushed by the humiliation of a refusal. Yet, on his
+arrival, Morrel did not utter a complaint, or say one harsh
+word. He embraced his weeping wife and daughter, pressed
+Emmanuel's hand with friendly warmth, and then going to his
+private room on the second floor had sent for Cocles.
+"Then," said the two women to Emmanuel, "we are indeed
+ruined."
+
+It was agreed in a brief council held among them, that Julie
+should write to her brother, who was in garrison at Nimes,
+to come to them as speedily as possible. The poor women felt
+instinctively that they required all their strength to
+support the blow that impended. Besides, Maximilian Morrel,
+though hardly two and twenty, had great influence over his
+father. He was a strong-minded, upright young man. At the
+time when he decided on his profession his father had no
+desire to choose for him, but had consulted young
+Maximilian's taste. He had at once declared for a military
+life, and had in consequence studied hard, passed
+brilliantly through the Polytechnic School, and left it as
+sub-lieutenant of the 53d of the line. For a year he had
+held this rank, and expected promotion on the first vacancy.
+In his regiment Maximilian Morrel was noted for his rigid
+observance, not only of the obligations imposed on a
+soldier, but also of the duties of a man; and he thus gained
+the name of "the stoic." We need hardly say that many of
+those who gave him this epithet repeated it because they had
+heard it, and did not even know what it meant. This was the
+young man whom his mother and sister called to their aid to
+sustain them under the serious trial which they felt they
+would soon have to endure. They had not mistaken the gravity
+of this event, for the moment after Morrel had entered his
+private office with Cocles, Julie saw the latter leave it
+pale, trembling, and his features betraying the utmost
+consternation. She would have questioned him as he passed by
+her, but the worthy creature hastened down the staircase
+with unusual precipitation, and only raised his hands to
+heaven and exclaimed, "Oh, mademoiselle, mademoiselle, what
+a dreadful misfortune! Who could ever have believed it!" A
+moment afterwards Julie saw him go up-stairs carrying two or
+three heavy ledgers, a portfolio, and a bag of money.
+
+Morrel examined the ledgers, opened the portfolio, and
+counted the money. All his funds amounted to 6,000, or 8,000
+francs, his bills receivable up to the 5th to 4,000 or
+5,000, which, making the best of everything, gave him 14,000
+francs to meet debts amounting to 287,500 francs. He had not
+even the means for making a possible settlement on account.
+However, when Morrel went down to his dinner, he appeared
+very calm. This calmness was more alarming to the two women
+than the deepest dejection would have been. After dinner
+Morrel usually went out and used to take his coffee at the
+Phocaean club, and read the Semaphore; this day he did not
+leave the house, but returned to his office.
+
+As to Cocles, he seemed completely bewildered. For part of
+the day he went into the court-yard, seated himself on a
+stone with his head bare and exposed to the blazing sun.
+Emmanuel tried to comfort the women, but his eloquence
+faltered. The young man was too well acquainted with the
+business of the house, not to feel that a great catastrophe
+hung over the Morrel family. Night came, the two women had
+watched, hoping that when he left his room Morrel would come
+to them, but they heard him pass before their door, and
+trying to conceal the noise of his footsteps. They listened;
+he went into his sleeping-room, and fastened the door
+inside. Madame Morrel sent her daughter to bed, and half an
+hour after Julie had retired, she rose, took off her shoes,
+and went stealthily along the passage, to see through the
+keyhole what her husband was doing. In the passage she saw a
+retreating shadow; it was Julie, who, uneasy herself, had
+anticipated her mother. The young lady went towards Madame
+Morrel.
+
+"He is writing," she said. They had understood each other
+without speaking. Madame Morrel looked again through the
+keyhole, Morrel was writing; but Madame Morrel remarked,
+what her daughter had not observed, that her husband was
+writing on stamped paper. The terrible idea that he was
+writing his will flashed across her; she shuddered, and yet
+had not strength to utter a word. Next day M. Morrel seemed
+as calm as ever, went into his office as usual, came to his
+breakfast punctually, and then, after dinner, he placed his
+daughter beside him, took her head in his arms, and held her
+for a long time against his bosom. In the evening, Julie
+told her mother, that although he was apparently so calm,
+she had noticed that her father's heart beat violently. The
+next two days passed in much the same way. On the evening of
+the 4th of September, M. Morrel asked his daughter for the
+key of his study. Julie trembled at this request, which
+seemed to her of bad omen. Why did her father ask for this
+key which she always kept, and which was only taken from her
+in childhood as a punishment? The young girl looked at
+Morrel.
+
+"What have I done wrong, father," she said, "that you should
+take this key from me?"
+
+"Nothing, my dear," replied the unhappy man, the tears
+starting to his eyes at this simple question, -- "nothing,
+only I want it." Julie made a pretence to feel for the key.
+"I must have left it in my room," she said. And she went
+out, but instead of going to her apartment she hastened to
+consult Emmanuel. "Do not give this key to your father,"
+said he, "and to-morrow morning, if possible, do not quit
+him for a moment." She questioned Emmanuel, but he knew
+nothing, or would not say what he knew. During the night,
+between the 4th and 5th of September, Madame Morrel remained
+listening for every sound, and, until three o'clock in the
+morning, she heard her husband pacing the room in great
+agitation. It was three o'clock when he threw himself on the
+bed. The mother and daughter passed the night together. They
+had expected Maximilian since the previous evening. At eight
+o'clock in the morning Morrel entered their chamber. He was
+calm; but the agitation of the night was legible in his pale
+and careworn visage. They did not dare to ask him how he had
+slept. Morrel was kinder to his wife, more affectionate to
+his daughter, than he had ever been. He could not cease
+gazing at and kissing the sweet girl. Julie, mindful of
+Emmanuel's request, was following her father when he quitted
+the room, but he said to her quickly, -- "Remain with your
+mother, dearest." Julie wished to accompany him. "I wish you
+to do so," said he.
+
+This was the first time Morrel had ever so spoken, but he
+said it in a tone of paternal kindness, and Julie did not
+dare to disobey. She remained at the same spot standing mute
+and motionless. An instant afterwards the door opened, she
+felt two arms encircle her, and a mouth pressed her
+forehead. She looked up and uttered an exclamation of joy.
+
+"Maximilian, my dearest brother!" she cried. At these words
+Madame Morrel rose, and threw herself into her son's arms.
+"Mother," said the young man, looking alternately at Madame
+Morrel and her daughter, "what has occurred -- what has
+happened? Your letter has frightened me, and I have come
+hither with all speed."
+
+"Julie," said Madame Morrel, making a sign to the young man,
+"go and tell your father that Maximilian has just arrived."
+The young lady rushed out of the apartment, but on the first
+step of the staircase she found a man holding a letter in
+his hand.
+
+"Are you not Mademoiselle Julie Morrel?" inquired the man,
+with a strong Italian accent.
+
+"Yes, sir," replied Julie with hesitation; "what is your
+pleasure? I do not know you."
+
+"Read this letter," he said, handing it to her. Julie
+hesitated. "It concerns the best interests of your father,"
+said the messenger.
+
+The young girl hastily took the letter from him. She opened
+it quickly and read: --
+
+"Go this moment to the Allees de Meillan, enter the house
+No. 15, ask the porter for the key of the room on the fifth
+floor, enter the apartment, take from the corner of the
+mantelpiece a purse netted in red silk, and give it to your
+father. It is important that he should receive it before
+eleven o'clock. You promised to obey me implicitly. Remember
+your oath.
+
+"Sinbad the Sailor."
+
+The young girl uttered a joyful cry, raised her eyes, looked
+round to question the messenger, but he had disappeared. She
+cast her eyes again over the note to peruse it a second
+time, and saw there was a postscript. She read: --
+
+"It is important that you should fulfil this mission in
+person and alone. If you go accompanied by any other person,
+or should any one else go in your place, the porter will
+reply that he does not know anything about it."
+
+This postscript decreased greatly the young girl's
+happiness. Was there nothing to fear? was there not some
+snare laid for her? Her innocence had kept her in ignorance
+of the dangers that might assail a young girl of her age.
+But there is no need to know danger in order to fear it;
+indeed, it may be observed, that it is usually unknown
+perils that inspire the greatest terror.
+
+Julie hesitated, and resolved to take counsel. Yet, through
+a singular impulse, it was neither to her mother nor her
+brother that she applied, but to Emmanuel. She hastened down
+and told him what had occurred on the day when the agent of
+Thomson & French had come to her father's, related the scene
+on the staircase, repeated the promise she had made, and
+showed him the letter. "You must go, then, mademoiselle,"
+said Emmanuel.
+
+"Go there?" murmured Julie.
+
+"Yes; I will accompany you."
+
+"But did you not read that I must be alone?" said Julie.
+
+"And you shall be alone," replied the young man. "I will
+await you at the corner of the Rue de Musee, and if you are
+so long absent as to make me uneasy, I will hasten to rejoin
+you, and woe to him of whom you shall have cause to complain
+to me!"
+
+"Then, Emmanuel?" said the young girl with hesitation, "it
+is your opinion that I should obey this invitation?"
+
+"Yes. Did not the messenger say your father's safety
+depended upon it?"
+
+"But what danger threatens him, then, Emmanuel?" she asked.
+
+Emmanuel hesitated a moment, but his desire to make Julie
+decide immediately made him reply.
+
+"Listen," he said; "to-day is the 5th of September, is it
+not?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"To-day, then, at eleven o'clock, your father has nearly
+three hundred thousand francs to pay?"
+
+"Yes, we know that."
+
+"Well, then," continued Emmanuel, "we have not fifteen
+thousand francs in the house."
+
+"What will happen then?"
+
+"Why, if to-day before eleven o'clock your father has not
+found someone who will come to his aid, he will be compelled
+at twelve o'clock to declare himself a bankrupt."
+
+"Oh, come, then, come!" cried she, hastening away with the
+young man. During this time, Madame Morrel had told her son
+everything. The young man knew quite well that, after the
+succession of misfortunes which had befallen his father,
+great changes had taken place in the style of living and
+housekeeping; but he did not know that matters had reached
+such a point. He was thunderstruck. Then, rushing hastily
+out of the apartment, he ran up-stairs, expecting to find
+his father in his study, but he rapped there in vain.
+
+While he was yet at the door of the study he heard the
+bedroom door open, turned, and saw his father. Instead of
+going direct to his study, M. Morrel had returned to his
+bed-chamber, which he was only this moment quitting. Morrel
+uttered a cry of surprise at the sight of his son, of whose
+arrival he was ignorant. He remained motionless on the spot,
+pressing with his left hand something he had concealed under
+his coat. Maximilian sprang down the staircase, and threw
+his arms round his father's neck; but suddenly he recoiled,
+and placed his right hand on Morrel's breast. "Father," he
+exclaimed, turning pale as death, "what are you going to do
+with that brace of pistols under your coat?"
+
+"Oh, this is what I feared!" said Morrel.
+
+"Father, father, in heaven's name," exclaimed the young man,
+"what are these weapons for?"
+
+"Maximilian," replied Morrel, looking fixedly at his son,
+"you are a man, and a man of honor. Come, and I will explain
+to you."
+
+And with a firm step Morrel went up to his study, while
+Maximilian followed him, trembling as he went. Morrel opened
+the door, and closed it behind his son; then, crossing the
+anteroom, went to his desk on which he placed the pistols,
+and pointed with his finger to an open ledger. In this
+ledger was made out an exact balance-sheet of his affair's.
+Morrel had to pay, within half an hour, 287,500 francs. All
+he possessed was 15,257 francs. "Read!" said Morrel.
+
+The young man was overwhelmed as he read. Morrel said not a
+word. What could he say? What need he add to such a
+desperate proof in figures? "And have you done all that is
+possible, father, to meet this disastrous result?" asked the
+young man, after a moment's pause. "I have," replied Morrel.
+
+"You have no money coming in on which you can rely?"
+
+"None."
+
+"You have exhausted every resource?"
+
+"All."
+
+"And in half an hour," said Maximilian in a gloomy voice,
+"our name is dishonored!"
+
+"Blood washes out dishonor," said Morrel.
+
+"You are right, father; I understand you." Then extending
+his hand towards one of the pistols, he said, "There is one
+for you and one for me -- thanks!" Morrel caught his hand.
+"Your mother -- your sister! Who will support them?" A
+shudder ran through the young man's frame. "Father," he
+said, "do you reflect that you are bidding me to live?"
+
+"Yes, I do so bid you," answered Morrel, "it is your duty.
+You have a calm, strong mind, Maximilian. Maximilian, you
+are no ordinary man. I make no requests or commands; I only
+ask you to examine my position as if it were your own, and
+then judge for yourself."
+
+The young man reflected for a moment, then an expression of
+sublime resignation appeared in his eyes, and with a slow
+and sad gesture he took off his two epaulets, the insignia
+of his rank. "Be it so, then, my father," he said, extending
+his hand to Morrel, "die in peace, my father; I will live."
+Morrel was about to cast himself on his knees before his
+son, but Maximilian caught him in his arms, and those two
+noble hearts were pressed against each other for a moment.
+"You know it is not my fault," said Morrel. Maximilian
+smiled. "I know, father, you are the most honorable man I
+have ever known."
+
+"Good, my son. And now there is no more to be said; go and
+rejoin your mother and sister."
+
+"My father," said the young man, bending his knee, "bless
+me!" Morrel took the head of his son between his two hands,
+drew him forward, and kissing his forehead several times
+said, "Oh, yes, yes, I bless you in my own name, and in the
+name of three generations of irreproachable men, who say
+through me, `The edifice which misfortune has destroyed,
+providence may build up again.' On seeing me die such a
+death, the most inexorable will have pity on you. To you,
+perhaps, they will accord the time they have refused to me.
+Then do your best to keep our name free from dishonor. Go to
+work, labor, young man, struggle ardently and courageously;
+live, yourself, your mother and sister, with the most rigid
+economy, so that from day to day the property of those whom
+I leave in your hands may augment and fructify. Reflect how
+glorious a day it will be, how grand, how solemn, that day
+of complete restoration, on which you will say in this very
+office, `My father died because he could not do what I have
+this day done; but he died calmly and peaceably, because in
+dying he knew what I should do.'"
+
+"My father, my father!" cried the young man, "why should you
+not live?"
+
+"If I live, all would be changed; if I live, interest would
+be converted into doubt, pity into hostility; if I live I am
+only a man who his broken his word, failed in his
+engagements -- in fact, only a bankrupt. If, on the
+contrary, I die, remember, Maximilian, my corpse is that of
+an honest but unfortunate man. Living, my best friends would
+avoid my house; dead, all Marseilles will follow me in tears
+to my last home. Living, you would feel shame at my name;
+dead, you may raise your head and say, `I am the son of him
+you killed, because, for the first time, he has been
+compelled to break his word.'"
+
+The young man uttered a groan, but appeared resigned.
+
+"And now," said Morrel, "leave me alone, and endeavor to
+keep your mother and sister away."
+
+"Will you not see my sister once more?" asked Maximilian. A
+last but final hope was concealed by the young man in the
+effect of this interview, and therefore he had suggested it.
+Morrel shook his head. "I saw her this morning, and bade her
+adieu."
+
+"Have you no particular commands to leave with me, my
+father?" inquired Maximilian in a faltering voice.
+
+"Yes; my son, and a sacred command."
+
+"Say it, my father."
+
+"The house of Thomson & French is the only one who, from
+humanity, or, it may be, selfishness -- it is not for me to
+read men's hearts -- has had any pity for me. Its agent, who
+will in ten minutes present himself to receive the amount of
+a bill of 287,500 francs, I will not say granted, but
+offered me three months. Let this house be the first repaid,
+my son, and respect this man."
+
+"Father, I will," said Maximilian.
+
+"And now, once more, adieu," said Morrel. "Go, leave me; I
+would be alone. You will find my will in the secretary in my
+bedroom."
+
+The young man remained standing and motionless, having but
+the force of will and not the power of execution.
+
+"Hear me, Maximilian," said his father. "Suppose I was a
+soldier like you, and ordered to carry a certain redoubt,
+and you knew I must be killed in the assault, would you not
+say to me, as you said just now, `Go, father; for you are
+dishonored by delay, and death is preferable to shame!'"
+
+"Yes, yes," said the young man, "yes;" and once again
+embracing his father with convulsive pressure, he said, "Be
+it so, my father."
+
+And he rushed out of the study. When his son had left him,
+Morrel remained an instant standing with his eyes fixed on
+the door; then putting forth his arm, he pulled the bell.
+After a moment's interval, Cocles appeared.
+
+It was no longer the same man -- the fearful revelations of
+the three last days had crushed him. This thought -- the
+house of Morrel is about to stop payment -- bent him to the
+earth more than twenty years would otherwise have done.
+
+"My worthy Cocles," said Morrel in a tone impossible to
+describe, "do you remain in the ante-chamber. When the
+gentleman who came three months ago -- the agent of Thomson
+& French -- arrives, announce his arrival to me." Cocles
+made no reply; he made a sign with his head, went into the
+anteroom, and seated himself. Morrel fell back in his chair,
+his eyes fixed on the clock; there were seven minutes left,
+that was all. The hand moved on with incredible rapidity, he
+seemed to see its motion.
+
+What passed in the mind of this man at the supreme moment of
+his agony cannot be told in words. He was still
+comparatively young, he was surrounded by the loving care of
+a devoted family, but he had convinced himself by a course
+of reasoning, illogical perhaps, yet certainly plausible,
+that he must separate himself from all he held dear in the
+world, even life itself. To form the slightest idea of his
+feelings, one must have seen his face with its expression of
+enforced resignation and its tear-moistened eyes raised to
+heaven. The minute hand moved on. The pistols were loaded;
+he stretched forth his hand, took one up, and murmured his
+daughter's name. Then he laid it down seized his pen, and
+wrote a few words. It seemed to him as if he had not taken a
+sufficient farewell of his beloved daughter. Then he turned
+again to the clock, counting time now not by minutes, but by
+seconds. He took up the deadly weapon again, his lips parted
+and his eyes fixed on the clock, and then shuddered at the
+click of the trigger as he cocked the pistol. At this moment
+of mortal anguish the cold sweat came forth upon his brow, a
+pang stronger than death clutched at his heart-strings. He
+heard the door of the staircase creak on its hinges -- the
+clock gave its warning to strike eleven -- the door of his
+study opened; Morrel did not turn round -- he expected these
+words of Cocles, "The agent of Thomson & French."
+
+He placed the muzzle of the pistol between his teeth.
+Suddenly he heard a cry -- it was his daughter's voice. He
+turned and saw Julie. The pistol fell from his hands. "My
+father!" cried the young girl, out of breath, and half dead
+with joy -- "saved, you are saved!" And she threw herself
+into his arms, holding in her extended hand a red, netted
+silk purse.
+
+"Saved, my child!" said Morrel; "what do you mean?"
+
+"Yes, saved -- saved! See, see!" said the young girl.
+
+Morrel took the purse, and started as he did so, for a vague
+remembrance reminded him that it once belonged to himself.
+At one end was the receipted bill for the 287,000 francs,
+and at the other was a diamond as large as a hazel-nut, with
+these words on a small slip of parchment: -- Julie's Dowry.
+
+Morrel passed his hand over his brow; it seemed to him a
+dream. At this moment the clock struck eleven. He felt as if
+each stroke of the hammer fell upon his heart. "Explain, my
+child," he said, "Explain, my child," he said, "explain --
+where did you find this purse?"
+
+"In a house in the Allees de Meillan, No. 15, on the corner
+of a mantelpiece in a small room on the fifth floor."
+
+"But," cried Morrel, "this purse is not yours!" Julie handed
+to her father the letter she had received in the morning.
+
+"And did you go alone?" asked Morrel, after he had read it.
+
+"Emmanuel accompanied me, father. He was to have waited for
+me at the corner of the Rue de Musee, but, strange to say,
+he was not there when I returned."
+
+"Monsieur Morrel!" exclaimed a voice on the stairs. --
+"Monsieur Morrel!"
+
+"It is his voice!" said Julie. At this moment Emmanuel
+entered, his countenance full of animation and joy. "The
+Pharaon!" he cried; "the Pharaon!"
+
+"What -- what -- the Pharaon! Are you mad, Emmanuel? You
+know the vessel is lost."
+
+"The Pharaon, sir -- they signal the Pharaon! The Pharaon is
+entering the harbor!" Morrel fell back in his chair, his
+strength was failing him; his understanding weakened by such
+events, refused to comprehend such incredible, unheard-of,
+fabulous facts. But his son came in. "Father," cried
+Maximilian, "how could you say the Pharaon was lost? The
+lookout has signalled her, and they say she is now coming
+into port."
+
+"My dear friends," said Morrel, "if this be so, it must be a
+miracle of heaven! Impossible, impossible!"
+
+But what was real and not less incredible was the purse he
+held in his hand, the acceptance receipted -- the splendid
+diamond.
+
+"Ah, sir," exclaimed Cocles, "what can it mean? -- the
+Pharaon?"
+
+"Come, dear ones," said Morrel, rising from his seat, "let
+us go and see, and heaven have pity upon us if it be false
+intelligence!" They all went out, and on the stairs met
+Madame Morrel, who had been afraid to go up into the study.
+In a moment they were at the Cannebiere. There was a crowd
+on the pier. All the crowd gave way before Morrel. "The
+Pharaon, the Pharaon!" said every voice.
+
+And, wonderful to see, in front of the tower of Saint-Jean,
+was a ship bearing on her stern these words, printed in
+white letters, "The Pharaon, Morrel & Son, of Marseilles."
+She was the exact duplicate of the other Pharaon, and
+loaded, as that had been, with cochineal and indigo. She
+cast anchor, clued up sails, and on the deck was Captain
+Gaumard giving orders, and good old Penelon making signals
+to M. Morrel. To doubt any longer was impossible; there was
+the evidence of the senses, and ten thousand persons who
+came to corroborate the testimony. As Morrel and his son
+embraced on the pier-head, in the presence and amid the
+applause of the whole city witnessing this event, a man,
+with his face half-covered by a black beard, and who,
+concealed behind the sentry-box, watched the scene with
+delight, uttered these words in a low tone: "Be happy, noble
+heart, be blessed for all the good thou hast done and wilt
+do hereafter, and let my gratitude remain in obscurity like
+your good deeds."
+
+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.
+
+
+
+Chapter 31
+Italy: Sinbad the Sailor.
+
+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."
+
+"Your excellency does not require a permit, for the island
+is uninhabited."
+
+"Ah, indeed!" said the young man. "A desert island in the
+midst of the Mediterranean must be a curiosity."
+
+"It is very natural; this island is a mass of rocks, and
+does not contain an acre of land capable of cultivation."
+
+"To whom does this island belong?"
+
+"To Tuscany."
+
+"What game shall I find there!"
+
+"Thousands of wild goats."
+
+"Who live upon the stones, I suppose," said Franz with an
+incredulous smile.
+
+"No, but by browsing the shrubs and trees that grow out of
+the crevices of the rocks."
+
+"Where can I sleep?"
+
+"On shore in the grottos, or on board in your cloak;
+besides, if your excellency pleases, we can leave as soon as
+you like -- we can sail as well by night as by day, and if
+the wind drops we can use our oars."
+
+As Franz had sufficient time, and his apartments at Rome
+were not yet available, he accepted the proposition. Upon
+his answer in the affirmative, the sailors exchanged a few
+words together in a low tone. "Well," asked he, "what now?
+Is there any difficulty in the way?"
+
+"No." replied the captain, "but we must warn your excellency
+that the island is an infected port."
+
+"What do you mean?"
+
+"Monte Cristo although uninhabited, yet serves occasionally
+as a refuge for the smugglers and pirates who come from
+Corsica, Sardinia, and Africa, and if it becomes known that
+we have been there, we shall have to perform quarantine for
+six days on our return to Leghorn."
+
+"The deuce! That puts a different face on the matter. Six
+days! Why, that's as long as the Almighty took to make the
+world! Too long a wait -- too long."
+
+"But who will say your excellency has been to Monte Cristo?"
+
+"Oh, I shall not," cried Franz.
+
+"Nor I, nor I," chorused the sailors.
+
+"Then steer for Monte Cristo."
+
+The captain gave his orders, the helm was put up, and the
+boat was soon sailing in the direction of the island. Franz
+waited until all was in order, and when the sail was filled,
+and the four sailors had taken their places -- three
+forward, and one at the helm -- he resumed the conversation.
+"Gaetano," said he to the captain, "you tell me Monte Cristo
+serves as a refuge for pirates, who are, it seems to me, a
+very different kind of game from the goats."
+
+"Yes, your excellency, and it is true."
+
+"I knew there were smugglers, but I thought that since the
+capture of Algiers, and the destruction of the regency,
+pirates existed only in the romances of Cooper and Captain
+Marryat."
+
+"Your excellency is mistaken; there are pirates, like the
+bandits who were believed to have been exterminated by Pope
+Leo XII., and who yet, every day, rob travellers at the
+gates of Rome. Has not your excellency heard that the French
+charge d'affaires was robbed six months ago within five
+hundred paces of Velletri?"
+
+"Oh, yes, I heard that."
+
+"Well, then, if, like us, your excellency lived at Leghorn,
+you would hear, from time to time, that a little merchant
+vessel, or an English yacht that was expected at Bastia, at
+Porto-Ferrajo, or at Civita Vecchia, has not arrived; no one
+knows what has become of it, but, doubtless, it has struck
+on a rock and foundered. Now this rock it has met has been a
+long and narrow boat, manned by six or eight men, who have
+surprised and plundered it, some dark and stormy night, near
+some desert and gloomy island, as bandits plunder a carriage
+in the recesses of a forest."
+
+"But," asked Franz, who lay wrapped in his cloak at the
+bottom of the boat, "why do not those who have been
+plundered complain to the French, Sardinian, or Tuscan
+governments?"
+
+"Why?" said Gaetano with a smile.
+
+"Yes, why?"
+
+"Because, in the first place, they transfer from the vessel
+to their own boat whatever they think worth taking, then
+they bind the crew hand and foot, they attach to every one's
+neck a four and twenty pound ball, a large hole is chopped
+in the vessel's bottom, and then they leave her. At the end
+of ten minutes the vessel begins to roll heavily and settle
+down. First one gun'l goes under, then the other. Then they
+lift and sink again, and both go under at once. All at once
+there's a noise like a cannon -- that's the air blowing up
+the deck. Soon the water rushes out of the scupper-holes
+like a whale spouting, the vessel gives a last groan, spins
+round and round, and disappears, forming a vast whirlpool in
+the ocean, and then all is over, so that in five minutes
+nothing but the eye of God can see the vessel where she lies
+at the bottom of the sea. Do you understand now," said the
+captain, "why no complaints are made to the government, and
+why the vessel never reaches port?"
+
+It is probable that if Gaetano had related this previous to
+proposing the expedition, Franz would have hesitated, but
+now that they had started, he thought it would be cowardly
+to draw back. He was one of those men who do not rashly
+court danger, but if danger presents itself, combat it with
+the most unalterable coolness. Calm and resolute, he treated
+any peril as he would an adversary in a duel, -- calculated
+its probable method of approach; retreated, if at all, as a
+point of strategy and not from cowardice; was quick to see
+an opening for attack, and won victory at a single thrust.
+"Bah!" said he, "I have travelled through Sicily and
+Calabria -- I have sailed two months in the Archipelago, and
+yet I never saw even the shadow of a bandit or a pirate."
+
+"I did not tell your excellency this to deter you from your
+project," replied Gaetano, "but you questioned me, and I
+have answered; that's all."
+
+"Yes, and your conversation is most interesting; and as I
+wish to enjoy it as long as possible, steer for Monte
+Cristo."
+
+The wind blew strongly, the boat made six or seven knots an
+hour, and they were rapidly reaching the end of their
+voyage. As they drew near the island seemed to lift from the
+sea, and the air was so clear that they could already
+distinguish the rocks heaped on one another, like cannon
+balls in an arsenal, with green bushes and trees growing in
+the crevices. As for the sailors, although they appeared
+perfectly tranquil yet it was evident that they were on the
+alert, and that they carefully watched the glassy surface
+over which they were sailing, and on which a few
+fishing-boats, with their white sails, were alone visible.
+They were within fifteen miles of Monte Cristo when the sun
+began to set behind Corsica, whose mountains appeared
+against the sky, showing their rugged peaks in bold relief;
+this mass of rock, like the giant Adamastor, rose dead
+ahead, a formidable barrier, and intercepting the light that
+gilded its massive peaks so that the voyagers were in
+shadow. Little by little the shadow rose higher and seemed
+to drive before it the last rays of the expiring day; at
+last the reflection rested on the summit of the mountain,
+where it paused an instant, like the fiery crest of a
+volcano, then gloom gradually covered the summit as it had
+covered the base, and the island now only appeared to be a
+gray mountain that grew continually darker; half an hour
+after, the night was quite dark.
+
+Fortunately, the mariners were used to these latitudes, and
+knew every rock in the Tuscan Archipelago; for in the midst
+of this obscurity Franz was not without uneasiness --
+Corsica had long since disappeared, and Monte Cristo itself
+was invisible; but the sailors seemed, like the lynx, to see
+in the dark, and the pilot who steered did not evince the
+slightest hesitation. An hour had passed since the sun had
+set, when Franz fancied he saw, at a quarter of a mile to
+the left, a dark mass, but he could not precisely make out
+what it was, and fearing to excite the mirth of the sailors
+by mistaking a floating cloud for land, he remained silent;
+suddenly a great light appeared on the strand; land might
+resemble a cloud, but the fire was not a meteor. "What is
+this light?" asked he.
+
+"Hush!" said the captain; "it is a fire."
+
+"But you told me the island was uninhabited?"
+
+"l said there were no fixed habitations on it, but I said
+also that it served sometimes as a harbor for smugglers."
+
+"And for pirates?"
+
+"And for pirates," returned Gaetano, repeating Franz's
+words. "It is for that reason I have given orders to pass
+the island, for, as you see, the fire is behind us."
+
+"But this fire?" continued Franz. "It seems to me rather
+reassuring than otherwise; men who did not wish to be seen
+would not light a fire."
+
+"Oh, that goes for nothing," said Gaetano. "If you can guess
+the position of the island in the darkness, you will see
+that the fire cannot be seen from the side or from Pianosa,
+but only from the sea."
+
+"You think, then, this fire indicates the presence of
+unpleasant neighbors?"
+
+"That is what we must find out," returned Gaetano, fixing
+his eyes on this terrestrial star.
+
+"How can you find out?"
+
+"You shall see." Gaetano consulted with his companions, and
+after five minutes' discussion a manoeuvre was executed
+which caused the vessel to tack about, they returned the way
+they had come, and in a few minutes the fire disappeared,
+hidden by an elevation of the land. The pilot again changed
+the course of the boat, which rapidly approached the island,
+and was soon within fifty paces of it. Gaetano lowered the
+sail, and the boat came to rest. All this was done in
+silence, and from the moment that their course was changed
+not a word was spoken.
+
+Gaetano, who had proposed the expedition, had taken all the
+responsibility on himself; the four sailors fixed their eyes
+on him, while they got out their oars and held themselves in
+readiness to row away, which, thanks to the darkness, would
+not be difficult. As for Franz, he examined his arms with
+the utmost coolness; he had two double-barrelled guns and a
+rifle; he loaded them, looked at the priming, and waited
+quietly. During this time the captain had thrown off his
+vest and shirt, and secured his trousers round his waist;
+his feet were naked, so he had no shoes and stockings to
+take off; after these preparations he placed his finger on
+his lips, and lowering himself noiselessly into the sea,
+swam towards the shore with such precaution that it was
+impossible to hear the slightest sound; he could only be
+traced by the phosphorescent line in his wake. This track
+soon disappeared; it was evident that he had touched the
+shore. Every one on board remained motionless for half an
+hour, when the same luminous track was again observed, and
+the swimmer was soon on board. "Well?" exclaimed Franz and
+the sailors in unison.
+
+"They are Spanish smugglers," said he; "they have with them
+two Corsican bandits."
+
+"And what are these Corsican bandits doing here with Spanish
+smugglers?"
+
+"Alas," returned the captain with an accent of the most
+profound pity, "we ought always to help one another. Very
+often the bandits are hard pressed by gendarmes or
+carbineers; well, they see a vessel, and good fellows like
+us on board, they come and demand hospitality of us; you
+can't refuse help to a poor hunted devil; we receive them,
+and for greater security we stand out to sea. This costs us
+nothing, and saves the life, or at least the liberty, of a
+fellow-creature, who on the first occasion returns the
+service by pointing out some safe spot where we can land our
+goods without interruption."
+
+"Ah!" said Franz, "then you are a smuggler occasionally,
+Gaetano?"
+
+"Your excellency, we must live somehow," returned the other,
+smiling impenetrably.
+
+"Then you know the men who are now on Monte Cristo?"
+
+"Oh, yes, we sailors are like freemasons, and recognize each
+other by signs."
+
+"And do you think we have nothing to fear if we land?"
+
+"Nothing at all; smugglers are not thieves."
+
+"But these two Corsican bandits?" said Franz, calculating
+the chances of peril.
+
+"It is not their fault that they are bandits, but that of
+the authorities."
+
+"How so?"
+
+"Because they are pursued for having made a stiff, as if it
+was not in a Corsican's nature to revenge himself."
+
+"What do you mean by having made a stiff? -- having
+assassinated a man?" said Franz, continuing his
+investigation.
+
+"I mean that they have killed an enemy, which is a very
+different thing," returned the captain.
+
+"Well," said the young man, "let us demand hospitality of
+these smugglers and bandits. Do you think they will grant
+it?"
+
+"Without doubt."
+
+"How many are they?"
+
+"Four, and the two bandits make six."
+
+"Just our number, so that if they prove troublesome, we
+shall be able to hold them in check; so, for the last time,
+steer to Monte Cristo."
+
+"Yes, but your excellency will permit us to take all due
+precautions."
+
+"By all means, be as wise as Nestor and as prudent as
+Ulysses; I do more than permit, I exhort you."
+
+"Silence, then!" said Gaetano.
+
+Every one obeyed. For a man who, like Franz, viewed his
+position in its true light, it was a grave one. He was alone
+in the darkness with sailors whom he did not know, and who
+had no reason to be devoted to him; who knew that he had
+several thousand francs in his belt, and who had often
+examined his weapons, -- which were very beautiful, -- if
+not with envy, at least with curiosity. On the other hand,
+he was about to land, without any other escort than these
+men, on an island which had, indeed, a very religious name,
+but which did not seem to Franz likely to afford him much
+hospitality, thanks to the smugglers and bandits. The
+history of the scuttled vessels, which had appeared
+improbable during the day, seemed very probable at night;
+placed as he was between two possible sources of danger, he
+kept his eye on the crew, and his gun in his hand. The
+sailors had again hoisted sail, and the vessel was once more
+cleaving the waves. Through the darkness Franz, whose eyes
+were now more accustomed to it, could see the looming shore
+along which the boat was sailing, and then, as they rounded
+a rocky point, he saw the fire more brilliant than ever, and
+about it five or six persons seated. The blaze illumined the
+sea for a hundred paces around. Gaetano skirted the light,
+carefully keeping the boat in the shadow; then, when they
+were opposite the fire, he steered to the centre of the
+circle, singing a fishing song, of which his companions sung
+the chorus. At the first words of the song the men seated
+round the fire arose and approached the landing-place, their
+eyes fixed on the boat, evidently seeking to know who the
+new-comers were and what were their intentions. They soon
+appeared satisfied and returned (with the exception of one,
+who remained at the shore) to their fire, at which the
+carcass of a goat was roasting. When the boat was within
+twenty paces of the shore, the man on the beach, who carried
+a carbine, presented arms after the manner of a sentinel,
+and cried, "Who comes there?" in Sardinian. Franz coolly
+cocked both barrels. Gaetano then exchanged a few words with
+this man which the traveller did not understand, but which
+evidently concerned him. "Will your excellency give your
+name, or remain incognito?" asked the captain.
+
+"My name must rest unknown, -- merely say I am a Frenchman
+travelling for pleasure." As soon as Gaetano had transmitted
+this answer, the sentinel gave an order to one of the men
+seated round the fire, who rose and disappeared among the
+rocks. Not a word was spoken, every one seemed occupied,
+Franz with his disembarkment, the sailors with their sails,
+the smugglers with their goat; but in the midst of all this
+carelessness it was evident that they mutually observed each
+other. The man who had disappeared returned suddenly on the
+opposite side to that by which he had left; he made a sign
+with his head to the sentinel, who, turning to the boat,
+said, "S'accommodi." The Italian s'accommodi is
+untranslatable; it means at once, "Come, enter, you are
+welcome; make yourself at home; you are the master." It is
+like that Turkish phrase of Moliere's that so astonished the
+bourgeois gentleman by the number of things implied in its
+utterance. The sailors did not wait for a second invitation;
+four strokes of the oar brought them to land; Gaetano sprang
+to shore, exchanged a few words with the sentinel, then his
+comrades disembarked, and lastly came Franz. One of his guns
+was swung over his shoulder, Gaetano had the other, and a
+sailor held his rifle; his dress, half artist, half dandy,
+did not excite any suspicion, and, consequently, no
+disquietude. The boat was moored to the shore, and they
+advanced a few paces to find a comfortable bivouac; but,
+doubtless, the spot they chose did not suit the smuggler who
+filled the post of sentinel, for he cried out, "Not that
+way, if you please."
+
+Gaetano faltered an excuse, and advanced to the opposite
+side, while two sailors kindled torches at the fire to light
+them on their way. They advanced about thirty paces, and
+then stopped at a small esplanade surrounded with rocks, in
+which seats had been cut, not unlike sentry-boxes. Around in
+the crevices of the rocks grew a few dwarf oaks and thick
+bushes of myrtles. Franz lowered a torch, and saw by the
+mass of cinders that had accumulated that he was not the
+first to discover this retreat, which was, doubtless, one of
+the halting-places of the wandering visitors of Monte
+Cristo. As for his suspicions, once on terra firma, once
+that he had seen the indifferent, if not friendly,
+appearance of his hosts, his anxiety had quite disappeared,
+or rather, at sight of the goat, had turned to appetite. He
+mentioned this to Gaetano, who replied that nothing could be
+more easy than to prepare a supper when they had in their
+boat, bread, wine, half a dozen partridges, and a good fire
+to roast them by. "Besides," added he, "if the smell of
+their roast meat tempts you, I will go and offer them two of
+our birds for a slice."
+
+"You are a born diplomat," returned Franz; "go and try."
+
+Meanwhile the sailors had collected dried sticks and
+branches with which they made a fire. Franz waited
+impatiently, inhaling the aroma of the roasted meat, when
+the captain returned with a mysterious air.
+
+"Well," said Franz, "anything new? -- do they refuse?"
+
+"On the contrary," returned Gaetano, "the chief, who was
+told you were a young Frenchman, invites you to sup with
+him."
+
+"Well," observed Franz, "this chief is very polite, and I
+see no objection -- the more so as I bring my share of the
+supper."
+
+"Oh, it is not that; he has plenty, and to spare, for
+supper; but he makes one condition, and rather a peculiar
+one, before he will receive you at his house."
+
+"His house? Has he built one here, then?"
+
+"No; but he has a very comfortable one all the same, so they
+say."
+
+"You know this chief, then?"
+
+"I have heard talk of him."
+
+"Favorably or otherwise?"
+
+"Both."
+
+"The deuce! -- and what is this condition?"
+
+"That you are blindfolded, and do not take off the bandage
+until he himself bids you." Franz looked at Gaetano, to see,
+if possible, what he thought of this proposal. "Ah," replied
+he, guessing Franz's thought, "I know this is a serious
+matter."
+
+"What should you do in my place?"
+
+"I, who have nothing to lose, -- I should go."
+
+"You would accept?"
+
+"Yes, were it only out of curiosity."
+
+"There is something very peculiar about this chief, then?"
+
+"Listen," said Gaetano, lowering his voice, "I do not know
+if what they say is true" -- he stopped to see if any one
+was near.
+
+"What do they say?"
+
+"That this chief inhabits a cavern to which the Pitti Palace
+is nothing."
+
+"What nonsense!" said Franz, reseating himself.
+
+"It is no nonsense; it is quite true. Cama, the pilot of the
+Saint Ferdinand, went in once, and he came back amazed,
+vowing that such treasures were only to be heard of in fairy
+tales."
+
+"Do you know," observed Franz, "that with such stories you
+make me think of Ali Baba's enchanted cavern?"
+
+"I tell you what I have been told."
+
+"Then you advise me to accept?"
+
+"Oh, I don't say that; your excellency will do as you
+please; I should be sorry to advise you in the matter."
+Franz pondered the matter for a few moments, concluded that
+a man so rich could not have any intention of plundering him
+of what little he had, and seeing only the prospect of a
+good supper, accepted. Gaetano departed with the reply.
+Franz was prudent, and wished to learn all he possibly could
+concerning his host. He turned towards the sailor, who,
+during this dialogue, had sat gravely plucking the
+partridges with the air of a man proud of his office, and
+asked him how these men had landed, as no vessel of any kind
+was visible.
+
+"Never mind that," returned the sailor, "I know their
+vessel."
+
+"Is it a very beautiful vessel?"
+
+"I would not wish for a better to sail round the world."
+
+"Of what burden is she?"
+
+"About a hundred tons; but she is built to stand any
+weather. She is what the English call a yacht."
+
+"Where was she built?"
+
+"I know not; but my own opinion is she is a Genoese."
+
+"And how did a leader of smugglers," continued Franz,
+"venture to build a vessel designed for such a purpose at
+Genoa?"
+
+"I did not say that the owner was a smuggler," replied the
+sailor.
+
+"No; but Gaetano did, I thought."
+
+"Gaetano had only seen the vessel from a distance, he had
+not then spoken to any one."
+
+"And if this person be not a smuggler, who is he?"
+
+"A wealthy signor, who travels for his pleasure."
+
+"Come," thought Franz, "he is still more mysterious, since
+the two accounts do not agree."
+
+"What is his name?"
+
+"If you ask him he says Sinbad the Sailor; but I doubt if it
+be his real name."
+
+"Sinbad the Sailor?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"And where does he reside?"
+
+"On the sea."
+
+"What country does he come from?"
+
+"I do not know."
+
+"Have you ever seen him?"
+
+"Sometimes."
+
+"What sort of a man is he?"
+
+"Your excellency will judge for yourself."
+
+"Where will he receive me?"
+
+"No doubt in the subterranean palace Gaetano told you of."
+
+"Have you never had the curiosity, when you have landed and
+found this island deserted, to seek for this enchanted
+palace?"
+
+"Oh, yes, more than once, but always in vain; we examined
+the grotto all over, but we never could find the slightest
+trace of any opening; they say that the door is not opened
+by a key, but a magic word."
+
+"Decidedly," muttered Franz, "this is an Arabian Nights'
+adventure."
+
+"His excellency waits for you," said a voice, which he
+recognized as that of the sentinel. He was accompanied by
+two of the yacht's crew. Franz drew his handkerchief from
+his pocket, and presented it to the man who had spoken to
+him. Without uttering a word, they bandaged his eyes with a
+care that showed their apprehensions of his committing some
+indiscretion. Afterwards he was made to promise that he
+would not make the least attempt to raise the bandage. He
+promised. Then his two guides took his arms, and he went on,
+guided by them, and preceded by the sentinel. After going
+about thirty paces, he smelt the appetizing odor of the kid
+that was roasting, and knew thus that he was passing the
+bivouac; they then led him on about fifty paces farther,
+evidently advancing towards that part of the shore where
+they would not allow Gaetano to go -- a refusal he could now
+comprehend. Presently, by a change in the atmosphere, he
+knew that they were entering a cave; after going on for a
+few seconds more he heard a crackling, and it seemed to him
+as though the atmosphere again changed, and became balmy and
+perfumed. At length his feet touched on a thick and soft
+carpet, and his guides let go their hold of him. There was a
+moment's silence, and then a voice, in excellent French,
+although, with a foreign accent, said, "Welcome, sir. I beg
+you will remove your bandage." It may be supposed, then,
+Franz did not wait for a repetition of this permission, but
+took off the handkerchief, and found himself in the presence
+of a man from thirty-eight to forty years of age, dressed in
+a Tunisian costume -- that is to say, a red cap with a long
+blue silk tassel, a vest of black cloth embroidered with
+gold, pantaloons of deep red, large and full gaiters of the
+same color, embroidered with gold like the vest, and yellow
+slippers; he had a splendid cashmere round his waist, and a
+small sharp and crooked cangiar was passed through his
+girdle. Although of a paleness that was almost livid, this
+man had a remarkably handsome face; his eyes were
+penetrating and sparkling; his nose, quite straight, and
+projecting direct from the brow, was of the pure Greek type,
+while his teeth, as white as pearls, were set off to
+admiration by the black mustache that encircled them.
+
+His pallor was so peculiar, that it seemed to pertain to one
+who had been long entombed, and who was incapable of
+resuming the healthy glow and hue of life. He was not
+particularly tall, but extremely well made, and, like the
+men of the south, had small hands and feet. But what
+astonished Franz, who had treated Gaetano's description as a
+fable, was the splendor of the apartment in which he found
+himself. The entire chamber was lined with crimson brocade,
+worked with flowers of gold. In a recess was a kind of
+divan, surmounted with a stand of Arabian swords in silver
+scabbards, and the handles resplendent with gems; from the
+ceiling hung a lamp of Venetian glass, of beautiful shape
+and color, while the feet rested on a Turkey carpet, in
+which they sunk to the instep; tapestry hung before the door
+by which Franz had entered, and also in front of another
+door, leading into a second apartment which seemed to be
+brilliantly illuminated. The host gave Franz time to recover
+from his surprise, and, moreover, returned look for look,
+not even taking his eyes off him. "Sir," he said, after a
+pause, "a thousand excuses for the precaution taken in your
+introduction hither; but as, during the greater portion of
+the year, this island is deserted, if the secret of this
+abode were discovered. I should doubtless, find on my return
+my temporary retirement in a state of great disorder, which
+would be exceedingly annoying, not for the loss it
+occasioned me, but because I should not have the certainty I
+now possess of separating myself from all the rest of
+mankind at pleasure. Let me now endeavor to make you forget
+this temporary unpleasantness, and offer you what no doubt
+you did not expect to find here -- that is to say, a
+tolerable supper and pretty comfortable beds."
+
+"Ma foi, my dear sir," replied Franz, "make no apologies. I
+have always observed that they bandage people's eyes who
+penetrate enchanted palaces, for instance, those of Raoul in
+the `Huguenots,' and really I have nothing to complain of,
+for what I see makes me think of the wonders of the `Arabian
+Nights.'"
+
+"Alas, I may say with Lucullus, if I could have anticipated
+the honor of your visit, I would have prepared for it. But
+such as is my hermitage, it is at your disposal; such as is
+my supper, it is yours to share, if you will. Ali, is the
+supper ready?" At this moment the tapestry moved aside, and
+a Nubian, black as ebony, and dressed in a plain white
+tunic, made a sign to his master that all was prepared in
+the dining-room. "Now," said the unknown to Franz, "I do not
+know if you are of my opinion, but I think nothing is more
+annoying than to remain two or three hours together without
+knowing by name or appellation how to address one another.
+Pray observe, that I too much respect the laws of
+hospitality to ask your name or title. I only request you to
+give me one by which I may have the pleasure of addressing
+you. As for myself, that I may put you at your ease, I tell
+you that I am generally called `Sinbad the Sailor.'"
+
+"And I," replied Franz, "will tell you, as I only require
+his wonderful lamp to make me precisely like Aladdin, that I
+see no reason why at this moment I should not be called
+Aladdin. That will keep us from going away from the East
+whither I am tempted to think I have been conveyed by some
+good genius."
+
+"Well, then, Signor Aladdin," replied the singular
+amphitryon, "you heard our repast announced, will you now
+take the trouble to enter the dining-room, your humble
+servant going first to show the way?" At these words, moving
+aside the tapestry, Sinbad preceded his guest. Franz now
+looked upon another scene of enchantment; the table was
+splendidly covered, and once convinced of this important
+point he cast his eyes around him. The dining-room was
+scarcely less striking than the room he had just left; it
+was entirely of marble, with antique bas-reliefs of
+priceless value; and at the four corners of this apartment,
+which was oblong, were four magnificent statues, having
+baskets in their hands. These baskets contained four
+pyramids of most splendid fruit; there were Sicily
+pine-apples, pomegranates from Malaga, oranges from the
+Balearic Isles, peaches from France, and dates from Tunis.
+The supper consisted of a roast pheasant garnished with
+Corsican blackbirds; a boar's ham with jelly, a quarter of a
+kid with tartar sauce, a glorious turbot, and a gigantic
+lobster. Between these large dishes were smaller ones
+containing various dainties. The dishes were of silver, and
+the plates of Japanese china.
+
+Franz rubbed his eyes in order to assure himself that this
+was not a dream. Ali alone was present to wait at table, and
+acquitted himself so admirably, that the guest complimented
+his host thereupon. "Yes," replied he, while he did the
+honors of the supper with much ease and grace -- "yes, he is
+a poor devil who is much devoted to me, and does all he can
+to prove it. He remembers that I saved his life, and as he
+has a regard for his head, he feels some gratitude towards
+me for having kept it on his shoulders." Ali approached his
+master, took his hand, and kissed it.
+
+"Would it be impertinent, Signor Sinbad," said Franz, "to
+ask you the particulars of this kindness?"
+
+"Oh, they are simple enough," replied the host. "It seems
+the fellow had been caught wandering nearer to the harem of
+the Bey of Tunis than etiquette permits to one of his color,
+and he was condemned by the bey to have his tongue cut out,
+and his hand and head cut off; the tongue the first day, the
+hand the second, and the head the third. I always had a
+desire to have a mute in my service, so learning the day his
+tongue was cut out, I went to the bey, and proposed to give
+him for Ali a splendid double-barreled gun which I knew he
+was very desirous of having. He hesitated a moment, he was
+so very desirous to complete the poor devil's punishment.
+But when I added to the gun an English cutlass with which I
+had shivered his highness's yataghan to pieces, the bey
+yielded, and agreed to forgive the hand and head, but on
+condition that the poor fellow never again set foot in
+Tunis. This was a useless clause in the bargain, for
+whenever the coward sees the first glimpse of the shores of
+Africa, he runs down below, and can only be induced to
+appear again when we are out of sight of that quarter of the
+globe."
+
+Franz remained a moment silent and pensive, hardly knowing
+what to think of the half-kindness, half-cruelty, with which
+his host related the brief narrative. "And like the
+celebrated sailor whose name you have assumed," he said, by
+way of changing the conversation, "you pass your life in
+travelling?"
+
+"Yes. I made a vow at a time when I little thought I should
+ever be able to accomplish it," said the unknown with a
+singular smile; "and I made some others also which I hope I
+may fulfil in due season." Although Sinbad pronounced these
+words with much calmness, his eyes gave forth gleams of
+extraordinary ferocity.
+
+"You have suffered a great deal, sir?" said Franz
+inquiringly.
+
+Sinbad started and looked fixedly at him, as he replied,
+"What makes you suppose so?"
+
+"Everything," answered Franz, -- "your voice, your look,
+your pallid complexion, and even the life you lead."
+
+"I? -- I live the happiest life possible, the real life of a
+pasha. I am king of all creation. I am pleased with one
+place, and stay there; I get tired of it, and leave it; I am
+free as a bird and have wings like one; my attendants obey
+my slightest wish. Sometimes I amuse myself by delivering
+some bandit or criminal from the bonds of the law. Then I
+have my mode of dispensing justice, silent and sure, without
+respite or appeal, which condemns or pardons, and which no
+one sees. Ah, if you had tasted my life, you would not
+desire any other, and would never return to the world unless
+you had some great project to accomplish there."
+
+"Revenge, for instance!" observed Franz.
+
+The unknown fixed on the young man one of those looks which
+penetrate into the depth of the heart and thoughts. "And why
+revenge?" he asked.
+
+"Because," replied Franz, "you seem to me like a man who,
+persecuted by society, has a fearful account to settle with
+it."
+
+"Ah," responded Sinbad, laughing with his singular laugh
+which displayed his white and sharp teeth. "You have not
+guessed rightly. Such as you see me I am, a sort of
+philosopher, and one day perhaps I shall go to Paris to
+rival Monsieur Appert, and the little man in the blue
+cloak."
+
+"And will that be the first time you ever took that
+journey?"
+
+"Yes; it will. I must seem to you by no means curious, but I
+assure you that it is not my fault I have delayed it so long
+-- it will happen one day or the other."
+
+"And do you propose to make this journey very shortly?"
+
+"I do not know; it depends on circumstances which depend on
+certain arrangements."
+
+"I should like to be there at the time you come, and I will
+endeavor to repay you, as far as lies in my power, for your
+liberal hospitality displayed to me at Monte Cristo."
+
+"I should avail myself of your offer with pleasure," replied
+the host, "but, unfortunately, if I go there, it will be, in
+all probability, incognito."
+
+The supper appeared to have been supplied solely for Franz,
+for the unknown scarcely touched one or two dishes of the
+splendid banquet to which his guest did ample justice. Then
+Ali brought on the dessert, or rather took the baskets from
+the hands of the statues and placed them on the table.
+Between the two baskets he placed a small silver cup with a
+silver cover. The care with which Ali placed this cup on the
+table roused Franz's curiosity. He raised the cover and saw
+a kind of greenish paste, something like preserved angelica,
+but which was perfectly unknown to him. He replaced the lid,
+as ignorant of what the cup contained as he was before he
+had looked at it, and then casting his eyes towards his host
+he saw him smile at his disappointment. "You cannot guess,"
+said he, "what there is in that small vase, can you?"
+
+"No, I really cannot."
+
+"Well, then, that green preserve is nothing less than the
+ambrosia which Hebe served at the table of Jupiter."
+
+"But," replied Franz, "this ambrosia, no doubt, in passing
+through mortal hands has lost its heavenly appellation and
+assumed a human name; in vulgar phrase, what may you term
+this composition, for which, to tell the truth, I do not
+feel any particular desire?"
+
+"Ah, thus it is that our material origin is revealed," cried
+Sinbad; "we frequently pass so near to happiness without
+seeing, without regarding it, or if we do see and regard it,
+yet without recognizing it. Are you a man for the
+substantials, and is gold your god? taste this, and the
+mines of Peru, Guzerat, and Golconda are opened to you. Are
+you a man of imagination -- a poet? taste this, and the
+boundaries of possibility disappear; the fields of infinite
+space open to you, you advance free in heart, free in mind,
+into the boundless realms of unfettered revery. Are you
+ambitious, and do you seek after the greatnesses of the
+earth? taste this, and in an hour you will be a king, not a
+king of a petty kingdom hidden in some corner of Europe like
+France, Spain, or England, but king of the world, king of
+the universe, king of creation; without bowing at the feet
+of Satan, you will be king and master of all the kingdoms of
+the earth. Is it not tempting what I offer you, and is it
+not an easy thing, since it is only to do thus? look!" At
+these words he uncovered the small cup which contained the
+substance so lauded, took a teaspoonful of the magic
+sweetmeat, raised it to his lips, and swallowed it slowly
+with his eyes half shut and his head bent backwards. Franz
+did not disturb him whilst he absorbed his favorite
+sweetmeat, but when he had finished, he inquired, -- "What,
+then, is this precious stuff?"
+
+"Did you ever hear," he replied, "of the Old Man of the
+Mountain, who attempted to assassinate Philip Augustus?"
+
+"Of course I have."
+
+"Well, you know he reigned over a rich valley which was
+overhung by the mountain whence he derived his picturesque
+name. In this valley were magnificent gardens planted by
+Hassen-ben-Sabah, and in these gardens isolated pavilions.
+Into these pavilions he admitted the elect, and there, says
+Marco Polo, gave them to eat a certain herb, which
+transported them to Paradise, in the midst of ever-blooming
+shrubs, ever-ripe fruit, and ever-lovely virgins. What these
+happy persons took for reality was but a dream; but it was a
+dream so soft, so voluptuous, so enthralling, that they sold
+themselves body and soul to him who gave it to them, and
+obedient to his orders as to those of a deity, struck down
+the designated victim, died in torture without a murmur,
+believing that the death they underwent was but a quick
+transition to that life of delights of which the holy herb,
+now before you had given them a slight foretaste."
+
+"Then," cried Franz, "it is hashish! I know that -- by name
+at least."
+
+"That is it precisely, Signor Aladdin; it is hashish -- the
+purest and most unadulterated hashish of Alexandria, -- the
+hashish of Abou-Gor, the celebrated maker, the only man, the
+man to whom there should be built a palace, inscribed with
+these words, `A grateful world to the dealer in happiness.'"
+
+"Do you know," said Franz, "I have a very great inclination
+to judge for myself of the truth or exaggeration of your
+eulogies."
+
+"Judge for yourself, Signor Aladdin -- judge, but do not
+confine yourself to one trial. Like everything else, we must
+habituate the senses to a fresh impression, gentle or
+violent, sad or joyous. There is a struggle in nature
+against this divine substance, -- in nature which is not
+made for joy and clings to pain. Nature subdued must yield
+in the combat, the dream must succeed to reality, and then
+the dream reigns supreme, then the dream becomes life, and
+life becomes the dream. But what changes occur! It is only
+by comparing the pains of actual being with the joys of the
+assumed existence, that you would desire to live no longer,
+but to dream thus forever. When you return to this mundane
+sphere from your visionary world, you would seem to leave a
+Neapolitan spring for a Lapland winter -- to quit paradise
+for earth -- heaven for hell! Taste the hashish, guest of
+mine -- taste the hashish."
+
+Franz's only reply was to take a teaspoonful of the
+marvellous preparation, about as much in quantity as his
+host had eaten, and lift it to his mouth. "Diable!" he said,
+after having swallowed the divine preserve. "I do not know
+if the result will be as agreeable as you describe, but the
+thing does not appear to me as palatable as you say."
+
+"Because your palate his not yet been attuned to the
+sublimity of the substances it flavors. Tell me, the first
+time you tasted oysters, tea, porter, truffles, and sundry
+other dainties which you now adore, did you like them? Could
+you comprehend how the Romans stuffed their pheasants with
+assafoetida, and the Chinese eat swallows' nests? Eh? no!
+Well, it is the same with hashish; only eat for a week, and
+nothing in the world will seem to you to equal the delicacy
+of its flavor, which now appears to you flat and
+distasteful. Let us now go into the adjoining chamber, which
+is your apartment, and Ali will bring us coffee and pipes."
+They both arose, and while he who called himself Sinbad --
+and whom we have occasionally named so, that we might, like
+his guest, have some title by which to distinguish him --
+gave some orders to the servant, Franz entered still another
+apartment. It was simply yet richly furnished. It was round,
+and a large divan completely encircled it. Divan, walls,
+ceiling, floor, were all covered with magnificent skins as
+soft and downy as the richest carpets; there were
+heavy-maned lion-skins from Atlas, striped tiger-skins from
+Bengal; panther-skins from the Cape, spotted beautifully,
+like those that appeared to Dante; bear-skins from Siberia,
+fox-skins from Norway, and so on; and all these skins were
+strewn in profusion one on the other, so that it seemed like
+walking over the most mossy turf, or reclining on the most
+luxurious bed. Both laid themselves down on the divan;
+chibouques with jasmine tubes and amber mouthpieces were
+within reach, and all prepared so that there was no need to
+smoke the same pipe twice. Each of them took one, which Ali
+lighted and then retired to prepare the coffee. There was a
+moment's silence, during which Sinbad gave himself up to
+thoughts that seemed to occupy him incessantly, even in the
+midst of his conversation; and Franz abandoned himself to
+that mute revery, into which we always sink when smoking
+excellent tobacco, which seems to remove with its fume all
+the troubles of the mind, and to give the smoker in exchange
+all the visions of the soul. Ali brought in the coffee. "How
+do you take it?" inquired the unknown; "in the French or
+Turkish style, strong or weak, sugar or none, cool or
+boiling? As you please; it is ready in all ways."
+
+"I will take it in the Turkish style," replied Franz.
+
+"And you are right," said his host; "it shows you have a
+tendency for an Oriental life. Ah, those Orientals; they are
+the only men who know how to live. As for me," he added,
+with one of those singular smiles which did not escape the
+young man, "when I have completed my affairs in Paris, I
+shall go and die in the East; and should you wish to see me
+again, you must seek me at Cairo, Bagdad, or Ispahan."
+
+"Ma foi," said Franz, "it would be the easiest thing in the
+world; for I feel eagle's wings springing out at my
+shoulders, and with those wings I could make a tour of the
+world in four and twenty hours."
+
+"Ah, yes, the hashish is beginning its work. Well, unfurl
+your wings, and fly into superhuman regions; fear nothing,
+there is a watch over you; and if your wings, like those of
+Icarus, melt before the sun, we are here to ease your fall."
+He then said something in Arabic to Ali, who made a sign of
+obedience and withdrew, but not to any distance. As to Franz
+a strange transformation had taken place in him. All the
+bodily fatigue of the day, all the preoccupation of mind
+which the events of the evening had brought on, disappeared
+as they do at the first approach of sleep, when we are still
+sufficiently conscious to be aware of the coming of slumber.
+His body seemed to acquire an airy lightness, his perception
+brightened in a remarkable manner, his senses seemed to
+redouble their power, the horizon continued to expand; but
+it was not the gloomy horizon of vague alarms, and which he
+had seen before he slept, but a blue, transparent, unbounded
+horizon, with all the blue of the ocean, all the spangles of
+the sun, all the perfumes of the summer breeze; then, in the
+midst of the songs of his sailors, -- songs so clear and
+sonorous, that they would have made a divine harmony had
+their notes been taken down, -- he saw the Island of Monte
+Cristo, no longer as a threatening rock in the midst of the
+waves, but as an oasis in the desert; then, as his boat drew
+nearer, the songs became louder, for an enchanting and
+mysterious harmony rose to heaven, as if some Loreley had
+decreed to attract a soul thither, or Amphion, the
+enchanter, intended there to build a city.
+
+At length the boat touched the shore, but without effort,
+without shock, as lips touch lips; and he entered the grotto
+amidst continued strains of most delicious melody. He
+descended, or rather seemed to descend, several steps,
+inhaling the fresh and balmy air, like that which may be
+supposed to reign around the grotto of Circe, formed from
+such perfumes as set the mind a dreaming, and such fires as
+burn the very senses; and he saw again all he had seen
+before his sleep, from Sinbad, his singular host, to Ali,
+the mute attendant; then all seemed to fade away and become
+confused before his eyes, like the last shadows of the magic
+lantern before it is extinguished, and he was again in the
+chamber of statues, lighted only by one of those pale and
+antique lamps which watch in the dead of the night over the
+sleep of pleasure. They were the same statues, rich in form,
+in attraction. and poesy, with eyes of fascination, smiles
+of love, and bright and flowing hair. They were Phryne,
+Cleopatra, Messalina, those three celebrated courtesans.
+Then among them glided like a pure ray, like a Christian
+angel in the midst of Olympus, one of those chaste figures,
+those calm shadows, those soft visions, which seemed to veil
+its virgin brow before these marble wantons. Then the three
+statues advanced towards him with looks of love, and
+approached the couch on which he was reposing, their feet
+hidden in their long white tunics, their throats bare, hair
+flowing like waves, and assuming attitudes which the gods
+could not resist, but which saints withstood, and looks
+inflexible and ardent like those with which the serpent
+charms the bird; and then he gave way before looks that held
+him in a torturing grasp and delighted his senses as with a
+voluptuous kiss. It seemed to Franz that he closed his eyes,
+and in a last look about him saw the vision of modesty
+completely veiled; and then followed a dream of passion like
+that promised by the Prophet to the elect. Lips of stone
+turned to flame, breasts of ice became like heated lava, so
+that to Franz, yielding for the first time to the sway of
+the drug, love was a sorrow and voluptuousness a torture, as
+burning mouths were pressed to his thirsty lips, and he was
+held in cool serpent-like embraces. The more he strove
+against this unhallowed passion the more his senses yielded
+to its thrall, and at length, weary of a struggle that taxed
+his very soul, he gave way and sank back breathless and
+exhausted beneath the kisses of these marble goddesses, and
+the enchantment of his marvellous dream.
+
+
+
+Chapter 32
+The Waking.
+
+When Franz returned to himself, he seemed still to be in a
+dream. He thought himself in a sepulchre, into which a ray
+of sunlight in pity scarcely penetrated. He stretched forth
+his hand, and touched stone; he rose to his seat, and found
+himself lying on his bournous in a bed of dry heather, very
+soft and odoriferous. The vision had fled; and as if the
+statues had been but shadows from the tomb, they had
+vanished at his waking. He advanced several paces towards
+the point whence the light came, and to all the excitement
+of his dream succeeded the calmness of reality. He found
+that he was in a grotto, went towards the opening, and
+through a kind of fanlight saw a blue sea and an azure sky.
+The air and water were shining in the beams of the morning
+sun; on the shore the sailors were sitting, chatting and
+laughing; and at ten yards from them the boat was at anchor,
+undulating gracefully on the water. There for some time he
+enjoyed the fresh breeze which played on his brow, and
+listened to the dash of the waves on the beach, that left
+against the rocks a lace of foam as white as silver. He was
+for some time without reflection or thought for the divine
+charm which is in the things of nature, specially after a
+fantastic dream; then gradually this view of the outer
+world, so calm, so pure, so grand, reminded him of the
+illusiveness of his vision, and once more awakened memory.
+He recalled his arrival on the island, his presentation to a
+smuggler chief, a subterranean palace full of splendor, an
+excellent supper, and a spoonful of hashish. It seemed,
+however, even in the very face of open day, that at least a
+year had elapsed since all these things had passed, so deep
+was the impression made in his mind by the dream, and so
+strong a hold had it taken of his imagination. Thus every
+now and then he saw in fancy amid the sailors, seated on a
+rock, or undulating in the vessel, one of the shadows which
+had shared his dream with looks and kisses. Otherwise, his
+head was perfectly clear, and his body refreshed; he was
+free from the slightest headache; on the contrary, he felt a
+certain degree of lightness, a faculty for absorbing the
+pure air, and enjoying the bright sunshine more vividly than
+ever.
+
+He went gayly up to the sailors, who rose as soon as they
+perceived him; and the patron, accosting him, said, "The
+Signor Sinbad has left his compliments for your excellency,
+and desires us to express the regret he feels at not being
+able to take his leave in person; but he trusts you will
+excuse him, as very important business calls him to Malaga."
+
+"So, then, Gaetano," said Franz, "this is, then, all
+reality; there exists a man who has received me in this
+island, entertained me right royally, and his departed while
+I was asleep?"
+
+"He exists as certainly as that you may see his small yacht
+with all her sails spread; and if you will use your glass,
+you will, in all probability, recognize your host in the
+midst of his crew." So saying, Gaetano pointed in a
+direction in which a small vessel was making sail towards
+the southern point of Corsica. Franz adjusted his telescope,
+and directed it towards the yacht. Gaetano was not mistaken.
+At the stern the mysterious stranger was standing up looking
+towards the shore, and holding a spy-glass in his hand. He
+was attired as he had been on the previous evening, and
+waved his pocket-handkerchief to his guest in token of
+adieu. Franz returned the salute by shaking his handkerchief
+as an exchange of signals. After a second, a slight cloud of
+smoke was seen at the stern of the vessel, which rose
+gracefully as it expanded in the air, and then Franz heard a
+slight report. "There, do you hear?" observed Gaetano; "he
+is bidding you adieu." The young man took his carbine and
+fired it in the air, but without any idea that the noise
+could be heard at the distance which separated the yacht
+from the shore.
+
+"What are your excellency's orders?" inquired Gaetano.
+
+"In the first place, light me a torch."
+
+"Ah, yes, I understand," replied the patron, "to find the
+entrance to the enchanted apartment. With much pleasure,
+your excellency, if it would amuse you; and I will get you
+the torch you ask for. But I too have had the idea you have,
+and two or three times the same fancy has come over me; but
+I have always given it up. Giovanni, light a torch," he
+added, "and give it to his excellency."
+
+Giovanni obeyed. Franz took the lamp, and entered the
+subterranean grotto, followed by Gaetano. He recognized the
+place where he had awaked by the bed of heather that was
+there; but it was in vain that he carried his torch all
+round the exterior surface of the grotto. He saw nothing,
+unless that, by traces of smoke, others had before him
+attempted the same thing, and, like him, in vain. Yet he did
+not leave a foot of this granite wall, as impenetrable as
+futurity, without strict scrutiny; he did not see a fissure
+without introducing the blade of his hunting sword into it,
+or a projecting point on which he did not lean and press in
+the hopes it would give way. All was vain; and he lost two
+hours in his attempts, which were at last utterly useless.
+At the end of this time he gave up his search, and Gaetano
+smiled.
+
+When Franz appeared again on the shore, the yacht only
+seemed like a small white speck on the horizon. He looked
+again through his glass, but even then he could not
+distinguish anything. Gaetano reminded him that he had come
+for the purpose of shooting goats, which he had utterly
+forgotten. He took his fowling-piece, and began to hunt over
+the island with the air of a man who is fulfilling a duty,
+rather than enjoying a pleasure; and at the end of a quarter
+of an hour he had killed a goat and two kids. These animals,
+though wild and agile as chamois, were too much like
+domestic goats, and Franz could not consider them as game.
+Moreover, other ideas, much more enthralling, occupied his
+mind. Since, the evening before, he had really been the hero
+of one of the tales of the "Thousand and One Nights," and he
+was irresistibly attracted towards the grotto. Then, in
+spite of the failure of his first search, he began a second,
+after having told Gaetano to roast one of the two kids. The
+second visit was a long one, and when he returned the kid
+was roasted and the repast ready. Franz was sitting on the
+spot where he was on the previous evening when his
+mysterious host had invited him to supper; and he saw the
+little yacht, now like a sea-gull on the wave, continuing
+her flight towards Corsica. "Why," he remarked to Gaetano,
+"you told me that Signor Sinbad was going to Malaga, while
+it seems he is in the direction of Porto-Vecchio."
+
+"Don't you remember," said the patron, "I told you that
+among the crew there were two Corsican brigands?"
+
+"True; and he is going to land them," added Franz.
+
+"Precisely so," replied Gaetano. "Ah, he is one who fears
+neither God nor Satan, they say, and would at any time run
+fifty leagues out of his course to do a poor devil a
+service."
+
+"But such services as these might involve him with the
+authorities of the country in which he practices this kind
+of philanthropy," said Franz.
+
+"And what cares he for that," replied Gaetano with a laugh,
+"or any authorities? He smiles at them. Let them try to
+pursue him! Why, in the first place, his yacht is not a
+ship, but a bird, and he would beat any frigate three knots
+in every nine; and if he were to throw himself on the coast,
+why, is he not certain of finding friends everywhere?"
+
+It was perfectly clear that the Signor Sinbad, Franz's host,
+had the honor of being on excellent terms with the smugglers
+and bandits along the whole coast of the Mediterranean, and
+so enjoyed exceptional privileges. As to Franz, he had no
+longer any inducement to remain at Monte Cristo. He had lost
+all hope of detecting the secret of the grotto; he
+consequently despatched his breakfast, and, his boat being
+ready, he hastened on board, and they were soon under way.
+At the moment the boat began her course they lost sight of
+the yacht, as it disappeared in the gulf of Porto-Vecchio.
+With it was effaced the last trace of the preceding night;
+and then supper, Sinbad, hashish, statues, -- all became a
+dream for Franz. The boat sailed on all day and all night,
+and next morning, when the sun rose, they had lost sight of
+Monte Cristo. When Franz had once again set foot on shore,
+he forgot, for the moment at least, the events which had
+just passed, while he finished his affairs of pleasure at
+Florence, and then thought of nothing but how he should
+rejoin his companion, who was awaiting him at Rome.
+
+He set out, and on the Saturday evening reached the Eternal
+City by the mail-coach. An apartment, as we have said, had
+been retained beforehand, and thus he had but to go to
+Signor Pastrini's hotel. But this was not so easy a matter,
+for the streets were thronged with people, and Rome was
+already a prey to that low and feverish murmur which
+precedes all great events; and at Rome there are four great
+events in every year, -- the Carnival, Holy Week, Corpus
+Christi, and the Feast of St. Peter. All the rest of the
+year the city is in that state of dull apathy, between life
+and death, which renders it similar to a kind of station
+between this world and the next -- a sublime spot, a
+resting-place full of poetry and character, and at which
+Franz had already halted five or six times, and at each time
+found it more marvellous and striking. At last he made his
+way through the mob, which was continually increasing and
+getting more and more turbulent, and reached the hotel. On
+his first inquiry he was told, with the impertinence
+peculiar to hired hackney-coachmen and inn-keepers with
+their houses full, that there was no room for him at the
+Hotel de Londres. Then he sent his card to Signor Pastrini,
+and asked for Albert de Morcerf. This plan succeeded; and
+Signor Pastrini himself ran to him, excusing himself for
+having made his excellency wait, scolding the waiters,
+taking the candlestick from the porter, who was ready to
+pounce on the traveller and was about to lead him to Albert,
+when Morcerf himself appeared.
+
+The apartment consisted of two small rooms and a parlor. The
+two rooms looked onto the street -- a fact which Signor
+Pastrini commented upon as an inappreciable advantage. The
+rest of the floor was hired by a very rich gentleman who was
+supposed to be a Sicilian or Maltese; but the host was
+unable to decide to which of the two nations the traveller
+belonged. "Very good, signor Pastrini," said Franz; "but we
+must have some supper instantly, and a carriage for tomorrow
+and the following days."
+
+"As to supper," replied the landlord, "you shall be served
+immediately; but as for the carriage" --
+
+"What as to the carriage?" exclaimed Albert. "Come, come,
+Signor Pastrini, no joking; we must have a carriage."
+
+"Sir," replied the host, "we will do all in our power to
+procure you one -- this is all I can say."
+
+"And when shall we know?" inquired Franz.
+
+"To-morrow morning," answered the inn-keeper.
+
+"Oh, the deuce! then we shall pay the more, that's all, I
+see plainly enough. At Drake's or Aaron's one pays
+twenty-five lire for common days, and thirty or thirty-five
+lire a day more for Sundays and feast days; add five lire a
+day more for extras, that will make forty, and there's an
+end of it."
+
+"I am afraid if we offer them double that we shall not
+procure a carriage."
+
+"Then they must put horses to mine. It is a little worse for
+the journey, but that's no matter."
+
+"There are no horses." Albert looked at Franz like a man who
+hears a reply he does not understand.
+
+"Do you understand that, my dear Franz -- no horses?" he
+said, "but can't we have post-horses?"
+
+"They have been all hired this fortnight, and there are none
+left but those absolutely requisite for posting."
+
+"What are we to say to this?" asked Franz.
+
+"I say, that when a thing completely surpasses my
+comprehension, I am accustomed not to dwell on that thing,
+but to pass to another. Is supper ready, Signor Pastrini?"
+
+"Yes, your excellency."
+
+"Well, then, let us sup."
+
+"But the carriage and horses?" said Franz.
+
+"Be easy, my dear boy; they will come in due season; it is
+only a question of how much shall be charged for them."
+Morcerf then, with that delighted philosophy which believes
+that nothing is impossible to a full purse or well-lined
+pocketbook, supped, went to bed, slept soundly, and dreamed
+he was racing all over Rome at Carnival time in a coach with
+six horses.
+
+
+
+Chapter 33
+Roman Bandits.
+
+The next morning Franz woke first, and instantly rang the
+bell. The sound had not yet died away when Signor Pastrini
+himself entered.
+
+"Well, excellency," said the landlord triumphantly, and
+without waiting for Franz to question him, "I feared
+yesterday, when I would not promise you anything, that you
+were too late -- there is not a single carriage to be had --
+that is, for the last three days of the carnival."
+
+"Yes," returned Franz, "for the very three days it is most
+needed."
+
+"What is the matter?" said Albert, entering; "no carriage to
+be had?"
+
+"Just so," returned Franz, "you have guessed it."
+
+"Well, your Eternal City is a nice sort of place."
+
+"That is to say, excellency," replied Pastrini, who was
+desirous of keeping up the dignity of the capital of the
+Christian world in the eyes of his guest, "that there are no
+carriages to be had from Sunday to Tuesday evening, but from
+now till Sunday you can have fifty if you please."
+
+"Ah, that is something," said Albert; "to-day is Thursday,
+and who knows what may arrive between this and Sunday?"
+
+"Ten or twelve thousand travellers will arrive," replied
+Franz, "which will make it still more difficult."
+
+"My friend," said Morcerf, "let us enjoy the present without
+gloomy forebodings for the future."
+
+"At least we can have a window?"
+
+"Where?"
+
+"In the Corso."
+
+"Ah, a window!" exclaimed Signor Pastrini, -- "utterly
+impossible; there was only one left on the fifth floor of
+the Doria Palace, and that has been let to a Russian prince
+for twenty sequins a day."
+
+The two young men looked at each other with an air of
+stupefaction.
+
+"Well," said Franz to Albert, "do you know what is the best
+thing we can do? It is to pass the Carnival at Venice; there
+we are sure of obtaining gondolas if we cannot have
+carriages."
+
+"Ah, the devil, no," cried Albert; "I came to Rome to see
+the Carnival, and I will, though I see it on stilts."
+
+"Bravo! an excellent idea. We will disguise ourselves as
+monster pulchinellos or shepherds of the Landes, and we
+shall have complete success."
+
+"Do your excellencies still wish for a carriage from now to
+Sunday morning?"
+
+"Parbleu!" said Albert, "do you think we are going to run
+about on foot in the streets of Rome, like lawyer's clerks?"
+
+"I hasten to comply with your excellencies' wishes; only, I
+tell you beforehand, the carriage will cost you six piastres
+a day."
+
+"And, as I am not a millionaire, like the gentleman in the
+next apartments," said Franz, "I warn you, that as I have
+been four times before at Rome, I know the prices of all the
+carriages; we will give you twelve piastres for to-day,
+tomorrow, and the day after, and then you will make a good
+profit."
+
+"But, excellency" -- said Pastrini, still striving to gain
+his point.
+
+"Now go," returned Franz, "or I shall go myself and bargain
+with your affettatore, who is mine also; he is an old friend
+of mine, who has plundered me pretty well already, and, in
+the hope of making more out of me, he will take a less price
+than the one I offer you; you will lose the preference, and
+that will be your fault."
+
+"Do not give yourselves the trouble, excellency," returned
+Signor Pastrini, with the smile peculiar to the Italian
+speculator when he confesses defeat; "I will do all I can,
+and I hope you will be satisfied."
+
+"And now we understand each other."
+
+"When do you wish the carriage to be here?"
+
+"In an hour."
+
+"In an hour it will be at the door."
+
+An hour after the vehicle was at the door; it was a hack
+conveyance which was elevated to the rank of a private
+carriage in honor of the occasion, but, in spite of its
+humble exterior, the young men would have thought themselves
+happy to have secured it for the last three days of the
+Carnival. "Excellency," cried the cicerone, seeing Franz
+approach the window, "shall I bring the carriage nearer to
+the palace?"
+
+Accustomed as Franz was to the Italian phraseology, his
+first impulse was to look round him, but these words were
+addressed to him. Franz was the "excellency," the vehicle
+was the "carriage," and the Hotel de Londres was the
+"palace." The genius for laudation characteristic of the
+race was in that phrase.
+
+Franz and Albert descended, the carriage approached the
+palace; their excellencies stretched their legs along the
+seats; the cicerone sprang into the seat behind. "Where do
+your excellencics wish to go?" asked he.
+
+"To Saint Peter's first, and then to the Colosseum,"
+returned Albert. But Albert did not know that it takes a day
+to see Saint Peter's, and a month to study it. The day was
+passed at Saint Peter's alone. Suddenly the daylight began
+to fade away; Franz took out his watch -- it was half-past
+four. They returned to the hotel; at the door Franz ordered
+the coachman to be ready at eight. He wished to show Albert
+the Colosseum by moonlight, as he had shown him Saint
+Peter's by daylight. When we show a friend a city one has
+already visited, we feel the same pride as when we point out
+a woman whose lover we have been. He was to leave the city
+by the Porta del Popolo, skirt the outer wall, and re-enter
+by the Porta San Giovanni; thus they would behold the
+Colosseum without finding their impressions dulled by first
+looking on the Capitol, the Forum, the Arch of Septimus
+Severus, the Temple of Antoninus and Faustina, and the Via
+Sacra. They sat down to dinner. Signor Pastrini had promised
+them a banquet; he gave them a tolerable repast. At the end
+of the dinner he entered in person. Franz thought that he
+came to hear his dinner praised, and began accordingly, but
+at the first words he was interrupted. "Excellency," said
+Pastrini, "I am delighted to have your approbation, but it
+was not for that I came."
+
+"Did you come to tell us you have procured a carriage?"
+asked Albert, lighting his cigar.
+
+"No; and your excellencies will do well not to think of that
+any longer; at Rome things can or cannot be done; when you
+are told anything cannot he done, there is an end of it."
+
+"It is much more convenient at Paris, -- when anything
+cannot be done, you pay double, and it is done directly."
+
+"That is what all the French say," returned Signor Pastrini,
+somewhat piqued; "for that reason, I do not understand why
+they travel."
+
+"But," said Albert, emitting a volume of smoke and balancing
+his chair on its hind legs, "only madmen, or blockheads like
+us, ever do travel. Men in their senses do not quit their
+hotel in the Rue du Helder, their walk on the Boulevard de
+Gand, and the Cafe de Paris." It is of course understood
+that Albert resided in the aforesaid street, appeared every
+day on the fashionable walk, and dined frequently at the
+only restaurant where you can really dine, that is, if you
+are on good terms with its frequenters. Signor Pastrini
+remained silent a short time; it was evident that he was
+musing over this answer, which did not seem very clear.
+"But," said Franz, in his turn interrupting his host's
+meditations, "you had some motive for coming here, may I beg
+to know what it was?"
+
+"Ah, yes; you have ordered your carriage at eight o'clock
+precisely?"
+
+"I have."
+
+"You intend visiting Il Colosseo."
+
+"You mean the Colosseum?"
+
+"It is the same thing. You have told your coachman to leave
+the city by the Porta del Popolo, to drive round the walls,
+and re-enter by the Porta San Giovanni?"
+
+"These are my words exactly."
+
+"Well, this route is impossible."
+
+"Impossible!"
+
+"Very dangerous, to say the least."
+
+"Dangerous! -- and why?"
+
+"On account of the famous Luigi Vampa."
+
+"Pray, who may this famous Luigi Vampa be?" inquired Albert;
+"he may be very famous at Rome, but I can assure you he is
+quite unknown at Paris."
+
+"What! do you not know him?"
+
+"I have not that honor."
+
+"You have never heard his name?"
+
+"Never."
+
+"Well, then, he is a bandit, compared to whom the Decesaris
+and the Gasparones were mere children."
+
+"Now then, Albert," cried Franz, "here is a bandit for you
+at last."
+
+"I forewarn you, Signor Pastrini, that I shall not believe
+one word of what you are going to tell us; having told you
+this, begin."
+
+"Once upon a time" --
+
+"Well, go on." Signor Pastrini turned toward Franz, who
+seemed to him the more reasonable of the two; we must do him
+justice, -- he had had a great many Frenchmen in his house,
+but had never been able to comprehend them. "Excellency,"
+said he gravely, addressing Franz, "if you look upon me as a
+liar, it is useless for me to say anything; it was for your
+interest I" --
+
+"Albert does not say you are a liar, Signor Pastrini," said
+Franz, "but that he will not believe what you are going to
+tell us, -- but I will believe all you say; so proceed."
+
+"But if your excellency doubt my veracity" --
+
+"Signor Pastrini," returned Franz, "you are more susceptible
+than Cassandra, who was a prophetess, and yet no one
+believed her; while you, at least, are sure of the credence
+of half your audience. Come, sit down, and tell us all about
+this Signor Vampa."
+
+"I had told your excellency he is the most famous bandit we
+have had since the days of Mastrilla."
+
+"Well, what has this bandit to do with the order I have
+given the coachman to leave the city by the Porta del
+Popolo, and to re-enter by the Porta San Giovanni?"
+
+"This," replied Signor Pastrini, "that you will go out by
+one, but I very much doubt your returning by the other."
+
+"Why?" asked Franz.
+
+"Because, after nightfall, you are not safe fifty yards from
+the gates."
+
+"On your honor is that true?" cried Albert.
+
+"Count," returned Signor Pastrini, hurt at Albert's repeated
+doubts of the truth of his assertions, "I do not say this to
+you, but to your companion, who knows Rome, and knows, too,
+that these things are not to be laughed at."
+
+"My dear fellow," said Albert, turning to Franz, "here is an
+admirable adventure; we will fill our carriage with pistols,
+blunderbusses, and double-barrelled guns. Luigi Vampa comes
+to take us, and we take him -- we bring him back to Rome,
+and present him to his holiness the Pope, who asks how he
+can repay so great a service; then we merely ask for a
+carriage and a pair of horses, and we see the Carnival in
+the carriage, and doubtless the Roman people will crown us
+at the Capitol, and proclaim us, like Curtius and the veiled
+Horatius, the preservers of their country." Whilst Albert
+proposed this scheme, Signor Pastrini's face assumed an
+expression impossible to describe.
+
+"And pray," asked Franz, "where are these pistols,
+blunderbusses, and other deadly weapons with which you
+intend filling the carriage?"
+
+"Not out of my armory, for at Terracina I was plundered even
+of my hunting-knife."
+
+"I shared the same fate at Aquapendente."
+
+"Do you know, Signor Pastrini," said Albert, lighting a
+second cigar at the first, "that this practice is very
+convenient for bandits, and that it seems to be due to an
+arrangement of their own." Doubtless Signor Pastrini found
+this pleasantry compromising, for he only answered half the
+question, and then he spoke to Franz, as the only one likely
+to listen with attention. "Your excellency knows that it is
+not customary to defend yourself when attacked by bandits."
+
+"What!" cried Albert, whose courage revolted at the idea of
+being plundered tamely, "not make any resistance!"
+
+"No, for it would be useless. What could you do against a
+dozen bandits who spring out of some pit, ruin, or aqueduct,
+and level their pieces at you?"
+
+"Eh, parbleu! -- they should kill me."
+
+The inn-keeper turned to Franz with an air that seemed to
+say, "Your friend is decidedly mad."
+
+"My dear Albert," returned Franz, "your answer is sublime,
+and worthy the `Let him die,' of Corneille, only, when
+Horace made that answer, the safety of Rome was concerned;
+but, as for us, it is only to gratify a whim, and it would
+be ridiculous to risk our lives for so foolish a motive."
+Albert poured himself out a glass of lacryma Christi, which
+he sipped at intervals, muttering some unintelligible words.
+
+"Well, Signor Pastrini," said Franz, "now that my companion
+is quieted, and you have seen how peaceful my intentions
+are, tell me who is this Luigi Vampa. Is he a shepherd or a
+nobleman? -- young or old? -- tall or short? Describe him,
+in order that, if we meet him by chance, like Bugaboo John
+or Lara, we may recognize him."
+
+"You could not apply to any one better able to inform you on
+all these points, for I knew him when he was a child, and
+one day that I fell into his hands, going from Ferentino to
+Alatri, he, fortunately for me, recollected me, and set me
+free, not only without ransom, but made me a present of a
+very splendid watch, and related his history to me."
+
+"Let us see the watch," said Albert.
+
+Signor Pastrini drew from his fob a magnificent Breguet,
+bearing the name of its maker, of Parisian manufacture, and
+a count's coronet.
+
+"Here it is," said he.
+
+"Peste," returned Albert, "I compliment you on it; I have
+its fellow" -- he took his watch from his waistcoat pocket
+-- "and it cost me 3,000 francs."
+
+"Let us hear the history," said Franz, motioning Signor
+Pastrini to seat himself.
+
+"Your excellencies permit it?" asked the host.
+
+"Pardieu!" cried Albert, "you are not a preacher, to remain
+standing!"
+
+The host sat down, after having made each of them a
+respectful bow, which meant that he was ready to tell them
+all they wished to know concerning Luigi Vampa. "You tell
+me," said Franz, at the moment Signor Pastrini was about to
+open his mouth, "that you knew Luigi Vampa when he was a
+child -- he is still a young man, then?"
+
+"A young man? he is only two and twenty; -- he will gain
+himself a reputation."
+
+"What do you think of that, Albert? -- at two and twenty to
+be thus famous?"
+
+"Yes, and at his age, Alexander, Caesar, and Napoleon, who
+have all made some noise in the world, were quite behind
+him."
+
+"So," continued Franz, "the hero of this history is only two
+and twenty?"
+
+"Scarcely so much."
+
+"Is he tall or short?"
+
+"Of the middle height -- about the same stature as his
+excellency," returned the host, pointing to Albert.
+
+"Thanks for the comparison," said Albert, with a bow.
+
+"Go on, Signor Pastrini," continued Franz, smiling at his
+friend's susceptibility. "To what class of society does he
+belong?"
+
+"He was a shepherd-boy attached to the farm of the Count of
+San-Felice, situated between Palestrina and the lake of
+Gabri; he was born at Pampinara, and entered the count's
+service when he was five years old; his father was also a
+shepherd, who owned a small flock, and lived by the wool and
+the milk, which he sold at Rome. When quite a child, the
+little Vampa displayed a most extraordinary precocity. One
+day, when he was seven years old, he came to the curate of
+Palestrina, and asked to be taught to read; it was somewhat
+difficult, for he could not quit his flock; but the good
+curate went every day to say mass at a little hamlet too
+poor to pay a priest and which, having no other name, was
+called Borgo; he told Luigi that he might meet him on his
+return, and that then he would give him a lesson, warning
+him that it would be short, and that he must profit as much
+as possible by it. The child accepted joyfully. Every day
+Luigi led his flock to graze on the road that leads from
+Palestrina to Borgo; every day, at nine o'clock in the
+morning, the priest and the boy sat down on a bank by the
+wayside, and the little shepherd took his lesson out of the
+priest's breviary. At the end of three months he had learned
+to read. This was not enough -- he must now learn to write.
+The priest had a writing teacher at Rome make three
+alphabets -- one large, one middling, and one small; and
+pointed out to him that by the help of a sharp instrument he
+could trace the letters on a slate, and thus learn to write.
+The same evening, when the flock was safe at the farm, the
+little Luigi hastened to the smith at Palestrina, took a
+large nail, heated and sharpened it, and formed a sort of
+stylus. The next morning he gathered an armful of pieces of
+slate and began. At the end of three months he had learned
+to write. The curate, astonished at his quickness and
+intelligence, made him a present of pens, paper, and a
+penknife. This demanded new effort, but nothing compared to
+the first; at the end of a week he wrote as well with this
+pen as with the stylus. The curate related the incident to
+the Count of San-Felice, who sent for the little shepherd,
+made him read and write before him, ordered his attendant to
+let him eat with the domestics, and to give him two piastres
+a month. With this, Luigi purchased books and pencils. He
+applied his imitative powers to everything, and, like
+Giotto, when young, he drew on his slate sheep, houses, and
+trees. Then, with his knife, he began to carve all sorts of
+objects in wood; it was thus that Pinelli, the famous
+sculptor, had commenced.
+
+"A girl of six or seven -- that is, a little younger than
+Vampa -- tended sheep on a farm near Palestrina; she was an
+orphan, born at Valmontone and was named Teresa. The two
+children met, sat down near each other, let their flocks
+mingle together, played, laughed, and conversed together; in
+the evening they separated the Count of San-Felice's flock
+from those of Baron Cervetri, and the children returned to
+their respective farms, promising to meet the next morning.
+The next day they kept their word, and thus they grew up
+together. Vampa was twelve, and Teresa eleven. And yet their
+natural disposition revealed itself. Beside his taste for
+the fine arts, which Luigi had carried as far as he could in
+his solitude, he was given to alternating fits of sadness
+and enthusiasm, was often angry and capricious, and always
+sarcastic. None of the lads of Pampinara, Palestrina, or
+Valmontone had been able to gain any influence over him or
+even to become his companion. His disposition (always
+inclined to exact concessions rather than to make them) kept
+him aloof from all friendships. Teresa alone ruled by a
+look, a word, a gesture, this impetuous character, which
+yielded beneath the hand of a woman, and which beneath the
+hand of a man might have broken, but could never have been
+bended. Teresa was lively and gay, but coquettish to excess.
+The two piastres that Luigi received every month from the
+Count of San-Felice's steward, and the price of all the
+little carvings in wood he sold at Rome, were expended in
+ear-rings, necklaces, and gold hairpins. So that, thanks to
+her friend's generosity, Teresa was the most beautiful and
+the best-attired peasant near Rome. The two children grew up
+together, passing all their time with each other, and giving
+themselves up to the wild ideas of their different
+characters. Thus, in all their dreams, their wishes, and
+their conversations, Vampa saw himself the captain of a
+vessel, general of an army, or governor of a province.
+Teresa saw herself rich, superbly attired, and attended by a
+train of liveried domestics. Then, when they had thus passed
+the day in building castles in the air, they separated their
+flocks, and descended from the elevation of their dreams to
+the reality of their humble position.
+
+"One day the young shepherd told the count's steward that he
+had seen a wolf come out of the Sabine mountains, and prowl
+around his flock. The steward gave him a gun; this was what
+Vampa longed for. This gun had an excellent barrel, made at
+Breschia, and carrying a ball with the precision of an
+English rifle; but one day the count broke the stock, and
+had then cast the gun aside. This, however, was nothing to a
+sculptor like Vampa; he examined the broken stock,
+calculated what change it would require to adapt the gun to
+his shoulder, and made a fresh stock, so beautifully carved
+that it would have fetched fifteen or twenty piastres, had
+he chosen to sell it. But nothing could be farther from his
+thoughts. For a long time a gun had been the young man's
+greatest ambition. In every country where independence has
+taken the place of liberty, the first desire of a manly
+heart is to possess a weapon, which at once renders him
+capable of defence or attack, and, by rendering its owner
+terrible, often makes him feared. From this moment Vampa
+devoted all his leisure time to perfecting himself in the
+use of his precious weapon; he purchased powder and ball,
+and everything served him for a mark -- the trunk of some
+old and moss-grown olive-tree, that grew on the Sabine
+mountains; the fox, as he quitted his earth on some
+marauding excursion; the eagle that soared above their
+heads: and thus he soon became so expert, that Teresa
+overcame the terror she at first felt at the report, and
+amused herself by watching him direct the ball wherever he
+pleased, with as much accuracy as if he placed it by hand.
+
+"One evening a wolf emerged from a pine-wood hear which they
+were usually stationed, but the wolf had scarcely advanced
+ten yards ere he was dead. Proud of this exploit, Vampa took
+the dead animal on his shoulders, and carried him to the
+farm. These exploits had gained Luigi considerable
+reputation. The man of superior abilities always finds
+admirers, go where he will. He was spoken of as the most
+adroit, the strongest, and the most courageous contadino for
+ten leagues around; and although Teresa was universally
+allowed to be the most beautiful girl of the Sabines, no one
+had ever spoken to her of love, because it was known that
+she was beloved by Vampa. And yet the two young people had
+never declared their affection; they had grown together like
+two trees whose roots are mingled, whose branches
+intertwined, and whose intermingled perfume rises to the
+heavens. Only their wish to see each other had become a
+necessity, and they would have preferred death to a day's
+separation. Teresa was sixteen, and Vampa seventeen. About
+this time, a band of brigands that had established itself in
+the Lepini mountains began to be much spoken of. The
+brigands have never been really extirpated from the
+neighborhood of Rome. Sometimes a chief is wanted, but when
+a chief presents himself he rarely has to wait long for a
+band of followers.
+
+"The celebrated Cucumetto, pursued in the Abruzzo, driven
+out of the kingdom of Naples, where he had carried on a
+regular war, had crossed the Garigliano, like Manfred, and
+had taken refuge on the banks of the Amasine between Sonnino
+and Juperno. He strove to collect a band of followers, and
+followed the footsteps of Decesaris and Gasperone, whom he
+hoped to surpass. Many young men of Palestrina, Frascati,
+and Pampinara had disappeared. Their disappearance at first
+caused much disquietude; but it was soon known that they had
+joined Cucumetto. After some time Cucumetto became the
+object of universal attention; the most extraordinary traits
+of ferocious daring and brutality were related of him. One
+day he carried off a young girl, the daughter of a surveyor
+of Frosinone. The bandit's laws are positive; a young girl
+belongs first to him who carries her off, then the rest draw
+lots for her, and she is abandoned to their brutality until
+death relieves her sufferings. When their parents are
+sufficiently rich to pay a ransom, a messenger is sent to
+negotiate; the prisoner is hostage for the security of the
+messenger; should the ransom be refused, the prisoner is
+irrevocably lost. The young girl's lover was in Cucumetto's
+troop; his name was Carlini. When she recognized her lover,
+the poor girl extended her arms to him, and believed herself
+safe; but Carlini felt his heart sink, for he but too well
+knew the fate that awaited her. However, as he was a
+favorite with Cucumetto, as he had for three years
+faithfully served him, and as he had saved his life by
+shooting a dragoon who was about to cut him down, he hoped
+the chief would have pity on him. He took Cucumetto one
+side, while the young girl, seated at the foot of a huge
+pine that stood in the centre of the forest, made a veil of
+her picturesque head-dress to hide her face from the
+lascivious gaze of the bandits. There he told the chief all
+-- his affection for the prisoner, their promises of mutual
+fidelity, and how every night, since he had been near, they
+had met in some neighboring ruins.
+
+"It so happened that night that Cucumetto had sent Carlini
+to a village, so that he had been unable to go to the place
+of meeting. Cucumetto had been there, however, by accident,
+as he said, and had carried the maiden off. Carlini besought
+his chief to make an exception in Rita's favor, as her
+father was rich, and could pay a large ransom. Cucumetto
+seemed to yield to his friend's entreaties, and bade him
+find a shepherd to send to Rita's father at Frosinone.
+Carlini flew joyfully to Rita, telling her she was saved,
+and bidding her write to her father, to inform him what had
+occurred, and that her ransom was fixed at three hundred
+piastres. Twelve hours' delay was all that was granted --
+that is, until nine the next morning. The instant the letter
+was written, Carlini seized it, and hastened to the plain to
+find a messenger. He found a young shepherd watching his
+flock. The natural messengers of the bandits are the
+shepherds who live between the city and the mountains,
+between civilized and savage life. The boy undertook the
+commission, promising to be in Frosinone in less than an
+hour. Carlini returned, anxious to see his mistress, and
+announce the joyful intelligence. He found the troop in the
+glade, supping off the provisions exacted as contributions
+from the peasants; but his eye vainly sought Rita and
+Cucumetto among them. He inquired where they were, and was
+answered by a burst of laughter. A cold perspiration burst
+from every pore, and his hair stood on end. He repeated his
+question. One of the bandits rose, and offered him a glass
+filled with Orvietto, saying, `To the health of the brave
+Cucumetto and the fair Rita.' At this moment Carlini heard a
+woman's cry; he divined the truth, seized the glass, broke
+it across the face of him who presented it, and rushed
+towards the spot whence the cry came. After a hundred yards
+he turned the corner of the thicket; he found Rita senseless
+in the arms of Cucumetto. At the sight of Carlini, Cucumetto
+rose, a pistol in each hand. The two brigands looked at each
+other for a moment -- the one with a smile of lasciviousness
+on his lips, the other with the pallor of death on his brow.
+A terrible battle between the two men seemed imminent; but
+by degrees Carlini's features relaxed, his hand, which had
+grasped one of the pistols in his belt, fell to his side.
+Rita lay between them. The moon lighted the group.
+
+"`Well,' said Cucumetto, `have you executed your
+commission?'
+
+"`Yes, captain,' returned Carlini. `At nine o'clock
+to-morrow Rita's father will be here with the money.' -- `It
+is well; in the meantime, we will have a merry night; this
+young girl is charming, and does credit to your taste. Now,
+as I am not egotistical, we will return to our comrades and
+draw lots for her.' -- `You have determined, then, to
+abandon her to the common law?" said Carlini.
+
+"`Why should an exception be made in her favor?'
+
+"`I thought that my entreaties' --
+
+"`What right have you, any more than the rest, to ask for an
+exception?' -- `It is true.' -- `But never mind,' continued
+Cucumetto, laughing, `sooner or later your turn will come.'
+Carlini's teeth clinched convulsively.
+
+"`Now, then,' said Cucumetto, advancing towards the other
+bandits, `are you coming?' -- `I follow you.'
+
+"Cucumetto departed, without losing sight of Carlini, for,
+doubtless, he feared lest he should strike him unawares; but
+nothing betrayed a hostile design on Carlini's part. He was
+standing, his arms folded, near Rita, who was still
+insensible. Cucumetto fancied for a moment the young man was
+about to take her in his arms and fly; but this mattered
+little to him now Rita had been his; and as for the money,
+three hundred piastres distributed among the band was so
+small a sum that he cared little about it. He continued to
+follow the path to the glade; but, to his great surprise,
+Carlini arrived almost as soon as himself. `Let us draw
+lots! let us draw lots!' cried all the brigands, when they
+saw the chief.
+
+"Their demand was fair, and the chief inclined his head in
+sign of acquiescence. The eyes of all shone fiercely as they
+made their demand, and the red light of the fire made them
+look like demons. The names of all, including Carlini, were
+placed in a hat, and the youngest of the band drew forth a
+ticket; the ticket bore the name of Diovolaccio. He was the
+man who had proposed to Carlini the health of their chief,
+and to whom Carlini replied by breaking the glass across his
+face. A large wound, extending from the temple to the mouth,
+was bleeding profusely. Diovalaccio, seeing himself thus
+favored by fortune, burst into a loud laugh. `Captain,' said
+he, `just now Carlini would not drink your health when I
+proposed it to him; propose mine to him, and let us see if
+he will be more condescending to you than to me.' Every one
+expected an explosion on Carlini's part; but to their great
+surprise, he took a glass in one hand and a flask in the
+other, and filling it, -- `Your health, Diavolaccio,' said
+he calmly, and he drank it off, without his hand trembling
+in the least. Then sitting down by the fire, `My supper,'
+said he; `my expedition has given me an appetite.' -- `Well
+done, Carlini!' cried the brigands; `that is acting like a
+good fellow;' and they all formed a circle round the fire,
+while Diavolaccio disappeared. Carlini ate and drank as if
+nothing had happened. The bandits looked on with
+astonishment at this singular conduct until they heard
+footsteps. They turned round, and saw Diavolaccio bearing
+the young girl in his arms. Her head hung back, and her long
+hair swept the ground. As they entered the circle, the
+bandits could perceive, by the firelight, the unearthly
+pallor of the young girl and of Diavolaccio. This apparition
+was so strange and so solemn, that every one rose, with the
+exception of Carlini, who remained seated, and ate and drank
+calmly. Diavolaccio advanced amidst the most profound
+silence, and laid Rita at the captain's feet. Then every one
+could understand the cause of the unearthly pallor in the
+young girl and the bandit. A knife was plunged up to the
+hilt in Rita's left breast. Every one looked at Carlini; the
+sheath at his belt was empty. `Ah, ah,' said the chief, `I
+now understand why Carlini stayed behind.' All savage
+natures appreciate a desperate deed. No other of the bandits
+would, perhaps, have done the same; but they all understood
+what Carlini had done. `Now, then,' cried Carlini, rising in
+his turn, and approaching the corpse, his hand on the butt
+of one of his pistols, `does any one dispute the possession
+of this woman with me?' -- `No,' returned the chief, `she is
+thine.' Carlini raised her in his arms, and carried her out
+of the circle of firelight. Cucumetto placed his sentinels
+for the night, and the bandits wrapped themselves in their
+cloaks, and lay down before the fire. At midnight the
+sentinel gave the alarm, and in an instant all were on the
+alert. It was Rita's father, who brought his daughter's
+ransom in person. `Here,' said he, to Cucumetto, `here are
+three hundred piastres; give me back my child. But the
+chief, without taking the money, made a sign to him to
+follow. The old man obeyed. They both advanced beneath the
+trees, through whose branches streamed the moonlight.
+Cucumetto stopped at last, and pointed to two persons
+grouped at the foot of a tree.
+
+"`There,' said he, `demand thy child of Carlini; he will
+tell thee what has become of her;' and he returned to his
+companions. The old man remained motionless; he felt that
+some great and unforeseen misfortune hung over his head. At
+length he advanced toward the group, the meaning of which he
+could not comprehend. As he approached, Carlini raised his
+head, and the forms of two persons became visible to the old
+man's eyes. A woman lay on the ground, her head resting on
+the knees of a man, who was seated by her; as he raised his
+head, the woman's face became visible. The old man
+recognized his child, and Carlini recognized the old man. `I
+expected thee,' said the bandit to Rita's father. --
+`Wretch!' returned the old man, `what hast thou done?' and
+he gazed with terror on Rita, pale and bloody, a knife
+buried in her bosom. A ray of moonlight poured through the
+trees, and lighted up the face of the dead. -- `Cucumetto
+had violated thy daughter,' said the bandit; `I loved her,
+therefore I slew her; for she would have served as the sport
+of the whole band.' The old man spoke not, and grew pale as
+death. `Now,' continued Carlini, `if I have done wrongly,
+avenge her;' and withdrawing the knife from the wound in
+Rita's bosom, he held it out to the old man with one hand,
+while with the other he tore open his vest. -- `Thou hast
+done well!' returned the old man in a hoarse voice; `embrace
+me, my son.' Carlini threw himself, sobbing like a child,
+into the arms of his mistress's father. These were the first
+tears the man of blood had ever wept. `Now,' said the old
+man, `aid me to bury my child.' Carlini fetched two
+pickaxes; and the father and the lover began to dig at the
+foot of a huge oak, beneath which the young girl was to
+repose. When the grave was formed, the father kissed her
+first, and then the lover; afterwards, one taking the head,
+the other the feet, they placed her in the grave. Then they
+knelt on each side of the grave, and said the prayers of the
+dead. Then, when they had finished, they cast the earth over
+the corpse, until the grave was filled. Then, extending his
+hand, the old man said; `I thank you, my son; and now leave
+me alone.' -- `Yet' -- replied Carlini. -- `Leave me, I
+command you.' Carlini obeyed, rejoined his comrades, folded
+himself in his cloak, and soon appeared to sleep as soundly
+as the rest. It had been resolved the night before to change
+their encampment. An hour before daybreak, Cucumetto aroused
+his men, and gave the word to march. But Carlini would not
+quit the forest, without knowing what had become of Rita's
+father. He went toward the place where he had left him. He
+found the old man suspended from one of the branches of the
+oak which shaded his daughter's grave. He then took an oath
+of bitter vengeance over the dead body of the one and the
+tomb of the other. But he was unable to complete this oath,
+for two days afterwards, in an encounter with the Roman
+carbineers, Carlini was killed. There was some surprise,
+however, that, as he was with his face to the enemy, he
+should have received a ball between his shoulders. That
+astonishment ceased when one of the brigands remarked to his
+comrades that Cucumetto was stationed ten paces in Carlini's
+rear when he fell. On the morning of the departure from the
+forest of Frosinone he had followed Carlini in the darkness,
+and heard this oath of vengeance, and, like a wise man,
+anticipated it. They told ten other stories of this bandit
+chief, each more singular than the other. Thus, from Fondi
+to Perusia, every one trembles at the name of Cucumetto.
+
+"These narratives were frequently the theme of conversation
+between Luigi and Teresa. The young girl trembled very much
+at hearing the stories; but Vampa reassured her with a
+smile, tapping the butt of his good fowling-piece, which
+threw its ball so well; and if that did not restore her
+courage, he pointed to a crow, perched on some dead branch,
+took aim, touched the trigger, and the bird fell dead at the
+foot of the tree. Time passed on, and the two young people
+had agreed to be married when Vampa should be twenty and
+Teresa nineteen years of age. They were both orphans, and
+had only their employers' leave to ask, which had been
+already sought and obtained. One day when they were talking
+over their plans for the future, they heard two or three
+reports of firearms, and then suddenly a man came out of the
+wood, near which the two young persons used to graze their
+flocks, and hurried towards them. When he came within
+hearing, he exclaimed. `I am pursued; can you conceal me?'
+They knew full well that this fugitive must be a bandit; but
+there is an innate sympathy between the Roman brigand and
+the Roman peasant and the latter is always ready to aid the
+former. Vampa, without saying a word, hastened to the stone
+that closed up the entrance to their grotto, drew it away,
+made a sign to the fugitive to take refuge there, in a
+retreat unknown to every one, closed the stone upon him, and
+then went and resumed his seat by Teresa. Instantly
+afterwards four carbineers, on horseback, appeared on the
+edge of the wood; three of them appeared to be looking for
+the fugitive, while the fourth dragged a brigand prisoner by
+the neck. The three carbineers looked about carefully on
+every side, saw the young peasants, and galloping up, began
+to question them. They had seen no one. `That is very
+annoying,' said the brigadier; for the man we are looking
+for is the chief.' -- `Cucumetto?' cried Luigi and Teresa at
+the same moment.
+
+"`Yes,' replied the brigadier; `and as his head is valued at
+a thousand Roman crowns, there would have been five hundred
+for you, if you had helped us to catch him.' The two young
+persons exchanged looks. The brigadier had a moment's hope.
+Five hundred Roman crowns are three thousand lire, and three
+thousand lire are a fortune for two poor orphans who are
+going to be married.
+
+"`Yes, it is very annoying,' said Vampa; `but we have not
+seen him.'
+
+"Then the carbineers scoured the country in different
+directions, but in vain; then, after a time, they
+disappeared. Vampa then removed the stone, and Cucumetto
+came out. Through the crevices in the granite he had seen
+the two young peasants talking with the carbineers, and
+guessed the subject of their parley. He had read in the
+countenances of Luigi and Teresa their steadfast resolution
+not to surrender him, and he drew from his pocket a purse
+full of gold, which he offered to them. But Vampa raised his
+head proudly; as to Teresa, her eyes sparkled when she
+thought of all the fine gowns and gay jewellery she could
+buy with this purse of gold.
+
+"Cucumetto was a cunning fiend, and had assumed the form of
+a brigand instead of a serpent, and this look from Teresa
+showed to him that she was a worthy daughter of Eve, and he
+returned to the forest, pausing several times on his way,
+under the pretext of saluting his protectors. Several days
+elapsed, and they neither saw nor heard of Cucumetto. The
+time of the Carnival was at hand. The Count of San-Felice
+announced a grand masked ball, to which all that were
+distinguished in Rome were invited. Teresa had a great
+desire to see this ball. Luigi asked permission of his
+protector, the steward, that she and he might be present
+amongst the servants of the house. This was granted. The
+ball was given by the Count for the particular pleasure of
+his daughter Carmela, whom he adored. Carmela was precisely
+the age and figure of Teresa, and Teresa was as handsome as
+Carmela. On the evening of the ball Teresa was attired in
+her best, her most brilliant ornaments in her hair, and
+gayest glass beads, -- she was in the costume of the women
+of Frascati. Luigi wore the very picturesque garb of the
+Roman peasant at holiday time. They both mingled, as they
+had leave to do, with the servants and peasants.
+
+"The festa was magnificent; not only was the villa
+brilliantly illuminated, but thousands of colored lanterns
+were suspended from the trees in the garden; and very soon
+the palace overflowed to the terraces, and the terraces to
+the garden-walks. At each cross-path was an orchestra, and
+tables spread with refreshments; the guests stopped, formed
+quadrilles, and danced in any part of the grounds they
+pleased. Carmela was attired like a woman of Sonnino. Her
+cap was embroidered with pearls, the pins in her hair were
+of gold and diamonds, her girdle was of Turkey silk, with
+large embroidered flowers, her bodice and skirt were of
+cashmere, her apron of Indian muslin, and the buttons of her
+corset were of jewels. Two of her companions were dressed,
+the one as a woman of Nettuno, and the other as a woman of
+La Riccia. Four young men of the richest and noblest
+families of Rome accompanied them with that Italian freedom
+which has not its parallel in any other country in the
+world. They were attired as peasants of Albano, Velletri,
+Civita-Castellana, and Sora. We need hardly add that these
+peasant costumes, like those of the young women, were
+brilliant with gold and jewels.
+
+"Carmela wished to form a quadrille, but there was one lady
+wanting. Carmela looked all around her, but not one of the
+guests had a costume similar to her own, or those of her
+companions. The Count of San-Felice pointed out Teresa, who
+was hanging on Luigi's arm in a group of peasants. `Will you
+allow me, father?' said Carmela. -- `Certainly,' replied the
+count, `are we not in Carnival time?' -- Carmela turned
+towards the young man who was talking with her, and saying a
+few words to him, pointed with her finger to Teresa. The
+young man looked, bowed in obedience, and then went to
+Teresa, and invited her to dance in a quadrille directed by
+the count's daughter. Teresa felt a flush pass over her
+face; she looked at Luigi, who could not refuse his assent.
+Luigi slowly relinquished Teresa's arm, which he had held
+beneath his own, and Teresa, accompanied by her elegant
+cavalier, took her appointed place with much agitation in
+the aristocratic quadrille. Certainly, in the eyes of an
+artist, the exact and strict costume of Teresa had a very
+different character from that of Carmela and her companions;
+and Teresa was frivolous and coquettish, and thus the
+embroidery and muslins, the cashmere waist-girdles, all
+dazzled her, and the reflection of sapphires and diamonds
+almost turned her giddy brain.
+
+"Luigi felt a sensation hitherto unknown arising in his
+mind. It was like an acute pain which gnawed at his heart,
+and then thrilled through his whole body. He followed with
+his eye each movement of Teresa and her cavalier; when their
+hands touched, he felt as though he should swoon; every
+pulse beat with violence, and it seemed as though a bell
+were ringing in his ears. When they spoke, although Teresa
+listened timidly and with downcast eyes to the conversation
+of her cavalier, as Luigi could read in the ardent looks of
+the good-looking young man that his language was that of
+praise, it seemed as if the whole world was turning round
+with him, and all the voices of hell were whispering in his
+ears ideas of murder and assassination. Then fearing that
+his paroxysm might get the better of him, he clutched with
+one hand the branch of a tree against which he was leaning,
+and with the other convulsively grasped the dagger with a
+carved handle which was in his belt, and which, unwittingly,
+he drew from the scabbard from time to time. Luigi was
+jealous! He felt that, influenced by her ambitions and
+coquettish disposition, Teresa might escape him.
+
+"The young peasant girl, at first timid and scared, soon
+recovered herself. We have said that Teresa was handsome,
+but this is not all; Teresa was endowed with all those wild
+graces which are so much more potent than our affected and
+studied elegancies. She had almost all the honors of the
+quadrille, and if she were envious of the Count of
+San-Felice's daughter, we will not undertake to say that
+Carmela was not jealous of her. And with overpowering
+compliments her handsome cavalier led her back to the place
+whence he had taken her, and where Luigi awaited her. Twice
+or thrice during the dance the young girl had glanced at
+Luigi, and each time she saw that he was pale and that his
+features were agitated, once even the blade of his knife,
+half drawn from its sheath, had dazzled her eyes with its
+sinister glare. Thus, it was almost tremblingly that she
+resumed her lover's arm. The quadrille had been most
+perfect, and it was evident there was a great demand for a
+repetition, Carmela alone objecting to it, but the Count of
+San-Felice besought his daughter so earnestly, that she
+acceded. One of the cavaliers then hastened to invite
+Teresa, without whom it was impossible for the quadrille to
+be formed, but the young girl had disappeared. The truth
+was, that Luigi had not felt the strength to support another
+such trial, and, half by persuasion and half by force, he
+had removed Teresa toward another part of the garden. Teresa
+had yielded in spite of herself, but when she looked at the
+agitated countenance of the young man, she understood by his
+silence and trembling voice that something strange was
+passing within him. She herself was not exempt from internal
+emotion, and without having done anything wrong, yet fully
+comprehended that Luigi was right in reproaching her. Why,
+she did not know, but yet she did not the less feel that
+these reproaches were merited. However, to Teresa's great
+astonishment, Luigi remained mute, and not a word escaped
+his lips the rest of the evening. When the chill of the
+night had driven away the guests from the gardens, and the
+gates of the villa were closed on them for the festa
+in-doors, he took Teresa quite away, and as he left her at
+her home, he said, --
+
+"`Teresa, what were you thinking of as you danced opposite
+the young Countess of San-Felice?' -- `I thought,' replied
+the young girl, with all the frankness of her nature, `that
+I would give half my life for a costume such as she wore.'
+
+"`And what said your cavalier to you?' -- `He said it only
+depended on myself to have it, and I had only one word to
+say.'
+
+"`He was right,' said Luigi. `Do you desire it as ardently
+as you say?' -- `Yes.' -- `Well, then, you shall have it!'
+
+"The young girl, much astonished, raised her head to look at
+him, but his face was so gloomy and terrible that her words
+froze to her lips. As Luigi spoke thus, he left her. Teresa
+followed him with her eyes into the darkness as long as she
+could, and when he had quite disappeared, she went into the
+house with a sigh.
+
+"That night a memorable event occurred, due, no doubt, to
+the imprudence of some servant who had neglected to
+extinguish the lights. The Villa of San-Felice took fire in
+the rooms adjoining the very apartment of the lovely
+Carmela. Awakened in the night by the light of the flames,
+she sprang out of bed, wrapped herself in a dressing-gown,
+and attempted to escape by the door, but the corridor by
+which she hoped to fly was already a prey to the flames. She
+then returned to her room, calling for help as loudly as she
+could, when suddenly her window, which was twenty feet from
+the ground, was opened, a young peasant jumped into the
+chamber, seized her in his arms, and with superhuman skill
+and strength conveyed her to the turf of the grass-plot,
+where she fainted. When she recovered, her father was by her
+side. All the servants surrounded her, offering her
+assistance. An entire wing of the villa was burnt down; but
+what of that, as long as Carmela was safe and uninjured? Her
+preserver was everywhere sought for, but he did not appear;
+he was inquired after, but no one had seen him. Carmela was
+greatly troubled that she had not recognized him. As the
+count was immensely rich, excepting the danger Carmela had
+run, -- and the marvellous manner in which she had escaped,
+made that appear to him rather a favor of providence than a
+real misfortune, -- the loss occasioned by the conflagration
+was to him but a trifle.
+
+"The next day, at the usual hour, the two young peasants
+were on the borders of the forest. Luigi arrived first. He
+came toward Teresa in high spirits, and seemed to have
+completely forgotten the events of the previous evening. The
+young girl was very pensive, but seeing Luigi so cheerful,
+she on her part assumed a smiling air, which was natural to
+her when she was not excited or in a passion. Luigi took her
+arm beneath his own, and led her to the door of the grotto.
+Then he paused. The young girl, perceiving that there was
+something extraordinary, looked at him steadfastly.
+`Teresa,' said Luigi, `yesterday evening you told me you
+would give all the world to have a costume similar to that
+of the count's daughter.' -- `Yes,' replied Teresa with
+astonishment; `but I was mad to utter such a wish.' -- `And
+I replied, "Very well, you shall have it."' -- `Yes,'
+replied the young girl, whose astonishment increased at
+every word uttered by Luigi, `but of course your reply was
+only to please me.'
+
+"`I have promised no more than I have given you, Teresa,'
+said Luigi proudly. `Go into the grotto and dress yourself.'
+At these words he drew away the stone, and showed Teresa the
+grotto, lighted up by two wax lights, which burnt on each
+side of a splendid mirror; on a rustic table, made by Luigi,
+were spread out the pearl necklace and the diamond pins, and
+on a chair at the side was laid the rest of the costume.
+
+"Teresa uttered a cry of joy, and, without inquiring whence
+this attire came, or even thanking Luigi, darted into the
+grotto, transformed into a dressing-room. Luigi pushed the
+stone behind her, for on the crest of a small adjacent hill
+which cut off the view toward Palestrina, he saw a traveller
+on horseback, stopping a moment, as if uncertain of his
+road, and thus presenting against the blue sky that perfect
+outline which is peculiar to distant objects in southern
+climes. When he saw Luigi, he put his horse into a gallop
+and advanced toward him. Luigi was not mistaken. The
+traveller, who was going from Palestrina to Tivoli, had
+mistaken his way; the young man directed him; but as at a
+distance of a quarter of a mile the road again divided into
+three ways, and on reaching these the traveller might again
+stray from his route, he begged Luigi to be his guide. Luigi
+threw his cloak on the ground, placed his carbine on his
+shoulder, and freed from his heavy covering, preceded the
+traveller with the rapid step of a mountaineer, which a
+horse can scarcely keep up with. In ten minutes Luigi and
+the traveller reached the cross-roads. On arriving there,
+with an air as majestic as that of an emperor, he stretched
+his hand towards that one of the roads which the traveller
+was to follow. -- "That is your road, excellency, and now
+you cannot again mistake.' -- `And here is your recompense,'
+said the traveller, offering the young herdsman some small
+pieces of money.
+
+"`Thank you,' said Luigi, drawing back his hand; `I render a
+service, I do not sell it.' -- `Well,' replied the
+traveller, who seemed used to this difference between the
+servility of a man of the cities and the pride of the
+mountaineer, `if you refuse wages, you will, perhaps, accept
+a gift.' -- `Ah, yes, that is another thing.' -- `Then,'
+said the traveller, `take these two Venetian sequins and
+give them to your bride, to make herself a pair of
+earrings.'
+
+"`And then do you take this poniard,' said the young
+herdsman; `you will not find one better carved between
+Albano and Civita-Castellana.'
+
+"`I accept it,' answered the traveller, `but then the
+obligation will be on my side, for this poniard is worth
+more than two sequins.' -- `For a dealer perhaps; but for
+me, who engraved it myself, it is hardly worth a piastre.'
+
+"`What is your name?' inquired the traveller. -- `Luigi
+Vampa,' replied the shepherd, with the same air as he would
+have replied, Alexander, King of Macedon. -- `And yours?' --
+`I,' said the traveller, `am called Sinbad the Sailor.'"
+Franz d'Epinay started with surprise.
+
+"Sinbad the Sailor." he said.
+
+"Yes," replied the narrator; "that was the name which the
+traveller gave to Vampa as his own."
+
+"Well, and what may you have to say against this name?"
+inquired Albert; "it is a very pretty name, and the
+adventures of the gentleman of that name amused me very much
+in my youth, I must confess." -- Franz said no more. The
+name of Sinbad the Sailor, as may well be supposed, awakened
+in him a world of recollections, as had the name of the
+Count of Monte Cristo on the previous evening.
+
+"Proceed!" said he to the host.
+
+"Vampa put the two sequins haughtily into his pocket, and
+slowly returned by the way he had gone. As he came within
+two or three hundred paces of the grotto, he thought he
+heard a cry. He listened to know whence this sound could
+proceed. A moment afterwards he thought he heard his own
+name pronounced distinctly. The cry proceeded from the
+grotto. He bounded like a chamois, cocking his carbine as he
+went, and in a moment reached the summit of a hill opposite
+to that on which he had perceived the traveller. Three cries
+for help came more distinctly to his ear. He cast his eyes
+around him and saw a man carrying off Teresa, as Nessus, the
+centaur, carried Dejanira. This man, who was hastening
+towards the wood, was already three-quarters of the way on
+the road from the grotto to the forest. Vampa measured the
+distance; the man was at least two hundred paces in advance
+of him, and there was not a chance of overtaking him. The
+young shepherd stopped, as if his feet had been rooted to
+the ground; then he put the butt of his carbine to his
+shoulder, took aim at the ravisher, followed him for a
+second in his track, and then fired. The ravisher stopped
+suddenly, his knees bent under him, and he fell with Teresa
+in his arms. The young girl rose instantly, but the man lay
+on the earth struggling in the agonies of death. Vampa then
+rushed towards Teresa; for at ten paces from the dying man
+her legs had failed her, and she had dropped on her knees,
+so that the young man feared that the ball that had brought
+down his enemy, had also wounded his betrothed. Fortunately,
+she was unscathed, and it was fright alone that had overcome
+Teresa. When Luigi had assured himself that she was safe and
+unharmed, he turned towards the wounded man. He had just
+expired, with clinched hands, his mouth in a spasm of agony,
+and his hair on end in the sweat of death. His eyes remained
+open and menacing. Vampa approached the corpse, and
+recognized Cucumetto. From the day on which the bandit had
+been saved by the two young peasants, he had been enamoured
+of Teresa, and had sworn she should be his. From that time
+he had watched them, and profiting by the moment when her
+lover had left her alone, had carried her off, and believed
+he at length had her in his power, when the ball, directed
+by the unerring skill of the young herdsman, had pierced his
+heart. Vampa gazed on him for a moment without betraying the
+slightest emotion; while, on the contrary, Teresa,
+shuddering in every limb, dared not approach the slain
+ruffian but by degrees, and threw a hesitating glance at the
+dead body over the shoulder of her lover. Suddenly Vampa
+turned toward his mistress: -- `Ah,' said he -- `good, good!
+You are dressed; it is now my turn to dress myself.'
+
+"Teresa was clothed from head to foot in the garb of the
+Count of San-Felice's daughter. Vampa took Cucumetto's body
+in his arms and conveyed it to the grotto, while in her turn
+Teresa remained outside. If a second traveller had passed,
+he would have seen a strange thing, -- a shepherdess
+watching her flock, clad in a cashmere grown, with ear-rings
+and necklace of pearls, diamond pins, and buttons of
+sapphires, emeralds, and rubies. He would, no doubt, have
+believed that he had returned to the times of Florian, and
+would have declared, on reaching Paris, that he had met an
+Alpine shepherdess seated at the foot of the Sabine Hill. At
+the end of a quarter of an hour Vampa quitted the grotto;
+his costume was no less elegant than that of Teresa. He wore
+a vest of garnet-colored velvet, with buttons of cut gold; a
+silk waistcoat covered with embroidery; a Roman scarf tied
+round his neck; a cartridge-box worked with gold, and red
+and green silk; sky-blue velvet breeches, fastened above the
+knee with diamond buckles; garters of deerskin, worked with
+a thousand arabesques, and a hat whereon hung ribbons of all
+colors; two watches hung from his girdle, and a splendid
+poniard was in his belt. Teresa uttered a cry of admiration.
+Vampa in this attire resembled a painting by Leopold Robert,
+or Schnetz. He had assumed the entire costume of Cucumetto.
+The young man saw the effect produced on his betrothed, and
+a smile of pride passed over his lips. -- `Now,' he said to
+Teresa, `are you ready to share my fortune, whatever it may
+be?' -- `Oh, yes!' exclaimed the young girl
+enthusiastically. -- `And follow me wherever I go?' -- `To
+the world's end.' -- `Then take my arm, and let us on; we
+have no time to lose.' -- The young girl did so without
+questioning her lover as to where he was conducting her, for
+he appeared to her at this moment as handsome, proud, and
+powerful as a god. They went towards the forest, and soon
+entered it. We need scarcely say that all the paths of the
+mountain were known to Vampa; he therefore went forward
+without a moment's hesitation, although there was no beaten
+track, but he knew his path by looking at the trees and
+bushes, and thus they kept on advancing for nearly an hour
+and a half. At the end of this time they had reached the
+thickest of the forest. A torrent, whose bed was dry, led
+into a deep gorge. Vampa took this wild road, which,
+enclosed between two ridges, and shadowed by the tufted
+umbrage of the pines, seemed, but for the difficulties of
+its descent, that path to Avernus of which Virgil speaks.
+Teresa had become alarmed at the wild and deserted look of
+the plain around her, and pressed closely against her guide,
+not uttering a syllable; but as she saw him advance with
+even step and composed countenance, she endeavored to
+repress her emotion. Suddenly, about ten paces from them, a
+man advanced from behind a tree and aimed at Vampa. -- `Not
+another step,' he said, `or you are a dead man.' -- `What,
+then,' said Vampa, raising his hand with a gesture of
+disdain, while Teresa, no longer able to restrain her alarm,
+clung closely to him, `do wolves rend each other?' -- `Who
+are you?' inquired the sentinel. -- `I am Luigi Vampa,
+shepherd of the San-Felice farm.' -- `What do you want?' --
+`I would speak with your companions who are in the glade at
+Rocca Bianca.' -- `Follow me, then,' said the sentinel; `or,
+as you know your way, go first.' -- Vampa smiled
+disdainfully at this precaution on the part of the bandit,
+went before Teresa, and continued to advance with the same
+firm and easy step as before. At the end of ten minutes the
+bandit made them a sign to stop. The two young persons
+obeyed. Then the bandit thrice imitated the cry of a crow; a
+croak answered this signal. -- `Good!' said the sentry, `you
+may now go on.' -- Luigi and Teresa again set forward; as
+they went on Teresa clung tremblingly to her lover at the
+sight of weapons and the glistening of carbines through the
+trees. The retreat of Rocca Bianca was at the top of a small
+mountain, which no doubt in former days had been a volcano
+-- an extinct volcano before the days when Remus and Romulus
+had deserted Alba to come and found the city of Rome. Teresa
+and Luigi reached the summit, and all at once found
+themselves in the presence of twenty bandits. `Here is a
+young man who seeks and wishes to speak to you,' said the
+sentinel. -- `What has he to say?' inquired the young man
+who was in command in the chief's absence. -- `I wish to say
+that I am tired of a shepherd's life,' was Vampa's reply. --
+`Ah, I understand,' said the lieutenant; `and you seek
+admittance into our ranks?' -- `Welcome!' cried several
+bandits from Ferrusino, Pampinara, and Anagni, who had
+recognized Luigi Vampa. -- `Yes, but I came to ask something
+more than to be your companion.' -- `And what may that be?'
+inquired the bandits with astonishment. -- `I come to ask to
+be your captain,' said the young man. The bandits shouted
+with laughter. `And what have you done to aspire to this
+honor?' demanded the lieutenant. -- `I have killed your
+chief, Cucumetto, whose dress I now wear; and I set fire to
+the villa San-Felice to procure a wedding-dress for my
+betrothed.' An hour afterwards Luigi Vampa was chosen
+captain, vice Cucumetto deceased."
+
+"Well, my dear Albert," said Franz, turning towards his
+friend; "what think you of citizen Luigi Vampa?"
+
+"I say he is a myth," replied Albert, "and never had an
+existence."
+
+"And what may a myth be?" inquired Pastrini.
+
+"The explanation would be too long, my dear landlord,"
+replied Franz.
+
+"And you say that Signor Vampa exercises his profession at
+this moment in the environs of Rome?"
+
+"And with a boldness of which no bandit before him ever gave
+an example."
+
+"Then the police have vainly tried to lay hands on him?"
+
+"Why, you see, he has a good understanding with the
+shepherds in the plains, the fishermen of the Tiber, and the
+smugglers of the coast. They seek for him in the mountains,
+and he is on the waters; they follow him on the waters, and
+he is on the open sea; then they pursue him, and he has
+suddenly taken refuge in the islands, at Giglio, Guanouti,
+or Monte Cristo; and when they hunt for him there, he
+reappears suddenly at Albano, Tivoli, or La Riccia."
+
+"And how does he behave towards travellers?"
+
+"Alas! his plan is very simple. It depends on the distance
+he may be from the city, whether he gives eight hours,
+twelve hours, or a day wherein to pay their ransom; and when
+that time has elapsed he allows another hour's grace. At the
+sixtieth minute of this hour, if the money is not
+forthcoming, he blows out the prisoner's brains with a
+pistol-shot, or plants his dagger in his heart, and that
+settles the account."
+
+"Well, Albert," inquired Franz of his companion, "are you
+still disposed to go to the Colosseum by the outer wall?"
+
+"Quite so," said Albert, "if the way be picturesque." The
+clock struck nine as the door opened, and a coachman
+appeared. "Excellencies," said he, "the coach is ready."
+
+"Well, then," said Franz, "let us to the Colosseum."
+
+"By the Porta del Popolo or by the streets, your
+excellencies?"
+
+"By the streets, morbleu, by the streets!" cried Franz.
+
+"Ah, my dear fellow," said Albert, rising, and lighting his
+third cigar, "really, I thought you had more courage." So
+saying, the two young men went down the staircase, and got
+into the carriage.
+
+
+
+Chapter 34
+The Colosseum.
+
+Franz had so managed his route, that during the ride to the
+Colosseum they passed not a single ancient ruin, so that no
+preliminary impression interfered to mitigate the colossal
+proportions of the gigantic building they came to admire.
+The road selected was a continuation of the Via Sistina;
+then by cutting off the right angle of the street in which
+stands Santa Maria Maggiore and proceeding by the Via Urbana
+and San Pietro in Vincoli, the travellers would find
+themselves directly opposite the Colosseum. This itinerary
+possessed another great advantage, -- that of leaving Franz
+at full liberty to indulge his deep reverie upon the subject
+of Signor Pastrini's story, in which his mysterious host of
+Monte Cristo was so strangely mixed up. Seated with folded
+arms in a corner of the carriage, he continued to ponder
+over the singular history he had so lately listened to, and
+to ask himself an interminable number of questions touching
+its various circumstances without, however, arriving at a
+satisfactory reply to any of them. One fact more than the
+rest brought his friend "Sinbad the Sailor" back to his
+recollection, and that was the mysterious sort of intimacy
+that seemed to exist between the brigands and the sailors;
+and Pastrini's account of Vampa's having found refuge on
+board the vessels of smugglers and fishermen, reminded Franz
+of the two Corsican bandits he had found supping so amicably
+with the crew of the little yacht, which had even deviated
+from its course and touched at Porto-Vecchio for the sole
+purpose of landing them. The very name assumed by his host
+of Monte Cristo and again repeated by the landlord of the
+Hotel de Londres, abundantly proved to him that his island
+friend was playing his philanthropic part on the shores of
+Piombino, Civita-Vecchio, Ostia, and Gaeta, as on those of
+Corsica, Tuscany, and Spain; and further, Franz bethought
+him of having heard his singular entertainer speak both of
+Tunis and Palermo, proving thereby how largely his circle of
+acquaintances extended.
+
+But however the mind of the young man might he absorbed in
+these reflections, they were at once dispersed at the sight
+of the dark frowning ruins of the stupendous Colosseum,
+through the various openings of which the pale moonlight
+played and flickered like the unearthly gleam from the eyes
+of the wandering dead. The carriage stopped near the Meta
+Sudans; the door was opened, and the young men, eagerly
+alighting, found themselves opposite a cicerone, who
+appeared to have sprung up from the ground, so unexpected
+was his appearance.
+
+The usual guide from the hotel having followed them, they
+had paid two conductors, nor is it possible, at Rome, to
+avoid this abundant supply of guides; besides the ordinary
+cicerone, who seizes upon you directly you set foot in your
+hotel, and never quits you while you remain in the city,
+there is also a special cicerone belonging to each monument
+-- nay, almost to each part of a monument. It may,
+therefore, be easily imagined there is no scarcity of guides
+at the Colosseum, that wonder of all ages, which Martial
+thus eulogizes: "Let Memphis cease to boast the barbarous
+miracles of her pyramids, and the wonders of Babylon be
+talked of no more among us; all must bow to the superiority
+of the gigantic labor of the Caesars, and the many voices of
+Fame spread far and wide the surpassing merits of this
+incomparable monument."
+
+As for Albert and Franz, they essayed not to escape from
+their ciceronian tyrants; and, indeed, it would have been so
+much the more difficult to break their bondage, as the
+guides alone are permitted to visit these monuments with
+torches in their hands. Thus, then, the young men made no
+attempt at resistance, but blindly and confidingly
+surrendered themselves into the care and custody of their
+conductors. Albert had already made seven or eight similar
+excursions to the Colosseum, while his less favored
+companion trod for the first time in his life the classic
+ground forming the monument of Flavius Vespasian; and, to
+his credit be it spoken, his mind, even amid the glib
+loquacity of the guides, was duly and deeply touched with
+awe and enthusiastic admiration of all he saw; and certainly
+no adequate notion of these stupendous ruins can be formed
+save by such as have visited them, and more especially by
+moonlight, at which time the vast proportions of the
+building appear twice as large when viewed by the mysterious
+beams of a southern moonlit sky, whose rays are sufficiently
+clear and vivid to light the horizon with a glow equal to
+the soft twilight of an eastern clime. Scarcely, therefore,
+had the reflective Franz walked a hundred steps beneath the
+interior porticoes of the ruin, than, abandoning Albert to
+the guides (who would by no means yield their prescriptive
+right of carrying their victims through the routine
+regularly laid down, and as regularly followed by them, but
+dragged the unconscious visitor to the various objects with
+a pertinacity that admitted of no appeal, beginning, as a
+matter of course, with the Lions' Den, and finishing with
+Caesar's "Podium,"), to escape a jargon and mechanical
+survey of the wonders by which he was surrounded, Franz
+ascended a half-dilapidated staircase, and, leaving them to
+follow their monotonous round, seated himself at the foot of
+a column, and immediately opposite a large aperture, which
+permitted him to enjoy a full and undisturbed view of the
+gigantic dimensions of the majestic ruin.
+
+Franz had remained for nearly a quarter of an hour perfectly
+hidden by the shadow of the vast column at whose base he had
+found a resting-place, and from whence his eyes followed the
+motions of Albert and his guides, who, holding torches in
+their hands, had emerged from a vomitarium at the opposite
+extremity of the Colosseum, and then again disappeared down
+the steps conducting to the seats reserved for the Vestal
+virgins, resembling, as they glided along, some restless
+shades following the flickering glare of so many
+ignes-fatui. All at once his ear caught a sound resembling
+that of a stone rolling down the staircase opposite the one
+by which he had himself ascended. There was nothing
+remarkable in the circumstance of a fragment of granite
+giving way and falling heavily below; but it seemed to him
+that the substance that fell gave way beneath the pressure
+of a foot, and also that some one, who endeavored as much as
+possible to prevent his footsteps from being heard, was
+approaching the spot where he sat. Conjecture soon became
+certainty, for the figure of a man was distinctly visible to
+Franz, gradually emerging from the staircase opposite, upon
+which the moon was at that moment pouring a full tide of
+silvery brightness.
+
+The stranger thus presenting himself was probably a person
+who, like Franz, preferred the enjoyment of solitude and his
+own thoughts to the frivolous gabble of the guides. And his
+appearance had nothing extraordinary in it; but the
+hesitation with which he proceeded, stopping and listening
+with anxious attention at every step he took, convinced
+Franz that he expected the arrival of some person. By a sort
+of instinctive impulse, Franz withdrew as much as possible
+behind his pillar. About ten feet from the spot where he and
+the stranger were, the roof had given way, leaving a large
+round opening, through which might be seen the blue vault of
+heaven, thickly studded with stars. Around this opening,
+which had, possibly, for ages permitted a free entrance to
+the brilliant moonbeams that now illumined the vast pile,
+grew a quantity of creeping plants, whose delicate green
+branches stood out in bold relief against the clear azure of
+the firmament, while large masses of thick, strong fibrous
+shoots forced their way through the chasm, and hung floating
+to and fro, like so many waving strings. The person whose
+mysterious arrival had attracted the attention of Franz
+stood in a kind of half-light, that rendered it impossible
+to distinguish his features, although his dress was easily
+made out. He wore a large brown mantle, one fold of which,
+thrown over his left shoulder, served likewise to mask the
+lower part of his countenance, while the upper part was
+completely hidden by his broad-brimmed hat. The lower part
+of his dress was more distinctly visible by the bright rays
+of the moon, which, entering through the broken ceiling,
+shed their refulgent beams on feet cased in elegantly made
+boots of polished leather, over which descended fashionably
+cut trousers of black cloth.
+
+From the imperfect means Franz had of judging, he could only
+come to one conclusion, -- that the person whom he was thus
+watching certainly belonged to no inferior station of life.
+Some few minutes had elapsed, and the stranger began to show
+manifest signs of impatience, when a slight noise was heard
+outside the aperture in the roof, and almost immediately a
+dark shadow seemed to obstruct the flood of light that had
+entered it, and the figure of a man was clearly seen gazing
+with eager scrutiny on the immense space beneath him; then,
+as his eye caught sight of him in the mantle, he grasped a
+floating mass of thickly matted boughs, and glided down by
+their help to within three or four feet of the ground, and
+then leaped lightly on his feet. The man who had performed
+this daring act with so much indifference wore the
+Transtevere costume. "I beg your excellency's pardon for
+keeping you waiting," said the man, in the Roman dialect,
+"but I don't think I'm many minutes after my time, ten
+o'clock his just struck on the Lateran."
+
+"Say not a word about being late," replied the stranger in
+purest Tuscan; "'tis I who am too soon. But even if you had
+caused me to wait a little while, I should have felt quite
+sure that the delay was not occasioned by any fault of
+yours."
+
+"Your excellency is perfectly right in so thinking," said
+the man; "I came here direct from the Castle of St. Angelo,
+and I had an immense deal of trouble before I could get a
+chance to speak to Beppo."
+
+"And who is Beppo?"
+
+"Oh, Beppo is employed in the prison, and I give him so much
+a year to let me know what is going on within his holiness's
+castle."
+
+"Indeed! You are a provident person, I see."
+
+"Why, you see, no one knows what may happen. Perhaps some of
+these days I may be entrapped, like poor Peppino and may be
+very glad to have some little nibbling mouse to gnaw the
+meshes of my net, and so help me out of prison."
+
+"Briefly, what did you glean?"
+
+"That two executions of considerable interest will take
+place the day after to-morrow at two o'clock, as is
+customary at Rome at the commencement of all great
+festivals. One of the culprits will be mazzolato;* he is an
+atrocious villain, who murdered the priest who brought him
+up, and deserves not the smallest pity. The other sufferer
+is sentenced to be decapitato;** and he, your excellency, is
+poor Peppino."
+
+* Knocked on the head.
+** Beheaded.
+
+"The fact is, that you have inspired not only the pontifical
+government, but also the neighboring states, with such
+extreme fear, that they are glad of all opportunity of
+making an example."
+
+"But Peppino did not even belong to my band: he was merely a
+poor shepherd, whose only crime consisted in furnishing us
+with provisions."
+
+"Which makes him your accomplice to all intents and
+purposes. But mark the distinction with which he is treated;
+instead of being knocked on the head as you would be if once
+they caught hold of you, he is simply sentenced to be
+guillotined, by which means, too, the amusements of the day
+are diversified, and there is a spectacle to please every
+spectator."
+
+"Without reckoning the wholly unexpected one I am preparing
+to surprise them with."
+
+"My good friend," said the man in the cloak, "excuse me for
+saying that you seem to me precisely in the mood to commit
+some wild or extravagant act."
+
+"Perhaps I am; but one thing I have resolved on, and that
+is, to stop at nothing to restore a poor devil to liberty,
+who has got into this scrape solely from having served me. I
+should hate and despise myself as a coward did I desert the
+brave fellow in his present extremity."
+
+"And what do you mean to do?"
+
+"To surround the scaffold with twenty of my best men, who,
+at a signal from me, will rush forward directly Peppino is
+brought for execution, and, by the assistance of their
+stilettos, drive back the guard, and carry off the
+prisoner."
+
+"That seems to me as hazardous as uncertain, and convinces
+me that my scheme is far better than yours."
+
+"And what is your excellency's project?"
+
+"Just this. I will so advantageously bestow 2,000 piastres,
+that the person receiving them shall obtain a respite till
+next year for Peppino; and during that year, another
+skilfully placed 1,000 piastres will afford him the means of
+escaping from his prison."
+
+"And do you feel sure of succeeding?"
+
+"Pardieu!" exclaimed the man in the cloak, suddenly
+expressing himself in French.
+
+"What did your excellency say?" inquired the other.
+
+"I said, my good fellow, that I would do more single-handed
+by the means of gold than you and all your troop could
+effect with stilettos, pistols, carbines, and blunderbusses
+included. Leave me, then, to act, and have no fears for the
+result."
+
+"At least, there can be no harm in myself and party being in
+readiness, in case your excellency should fail."
+
+"None whatever. Take what precautions you please, if it is
+any satisfaction to you to do so; but rely upon my obtaining
+the reprieve I seek."
+
+"Remember, the execution is fixed for the day after
+tomorrow, and that you have but one day to work in."
+
+"And what of that? Is not a day divided into twenty-four
+hours, each hour into sixty minutes, and every minute
+sub-divided into sixty seconds? Now in 86,400 seconds very
+many things can be done."
+
+"And how shall I know whether your excellency has succeeded
+or not."
+
+"Oh, that is very easily arranged. I have engaged the three
+lower windows at the Cafe Rospoli; should I have obtained
+the requisite pardon for Peppino, the two outside windows
+will be hung with yellow damasks, and the centre with white,
+having a large cross in red marked on it."
+
+"And whom will you employ to carry the reprieve to the
+officer directing the execution?"
+
+"Send one of your men, disguised as a penitent friar, and I
+will give it to him. His dress will procure him the means of
+approaching the scaffold itself, and he will deliver the
+official order to the officer, who, in his turn, will hand
+it to the executioner; in the meantime, it will be as well
+to acquaint Peppino with what we have determined on, if it
+be only to prevent his dying of fear or losing his senses,
+because in either case a very useless expense will have been
+incurred."
+
+"Your excellency," said the man, "you are fully persuaded of
+my entire devotion to you, are you not?"
+
+"Nay, I flatter myself that there can be no doubt of it,"
+replied the cavalier in the cloak.
+
+"Well, then, only fulfil your promise of rescuing Peppino,
+and henceforward you shall receive not only devotion, but
+the most absolute obedience from myself and those under me
+that one human being can render to another."
+
+"Have a care how far you pledge yourself, my good friend,
+for I may remind you of your promise at some, perhaps, not
+very distant period, when I, in my turn, may require your
+aid and influence."
+
+"Let that day come sooner or later, your excellency will
+find me what I have found you in this my heavy trouble; and
+if from the other end of the world you but write me word to
+do such or such a thing, you may regard it as done, for done
+it shall be, on the word and faith of" --
+
+"Hush!" interrupted the stranger; "I hear a noise."
+
+"'Tis some travellers, who are visiting the Colosseum by
+torchlight."
+
+"'Twere better we should not be seen together; those guides
+are nothing but spies, and might possibly recognize you;
+and, however I may be honored by your friendship, my worthy
+friend, if once the extent of our intimacy were known, I am
+sadly afraid both my reputation and credit would suffer
+thereby."
+
+"Well, then, if you obtain the reprieve?"
+
+"The middle window at the Cafe Rospoli will be hung with
+white damask, bearing a red cross."
+
+"And if you fail?"
+
+"Then all three windows will have yellow draperies."
+
+"And then?"
+
+"And then, my good fellow, use your daggers in any way you
+please, and I further promise you to be there as a spectator
+of your prowess."
+
+"We understand each other perfectly, then. Adieu, your
+excellency; depend upon me as firmly as I do upon you."
+
+Saying these words, the Transteverin disappeared down the
+staircase, while his companion, muffling his features more
+closely than before in the folds of his mantle, passed
+almost close to Franz, and descended to the arena by an
+outward flight of steps. The next minute Franz heard himself
+called by Albert, who made the lofty building re-echo with
+the sound of his friend's name. Franz, however, did not obey
+the summons till he had satisfied himself that the two men
+whose conversation he had overheard were at a sufficient
+distance to prevent his encountering them in his descent. In
+ten minutes after the strangers had departed, Franz was on
+the road to the Piazza de Spagni, listening with studied
+indifference to the learned dissertation delivered by
+Albert, after the manner of Pliny and Calpurnius, touching
+the iron-pointed nets used to prevent the ferocious beasts
+from springing on the spectators. Franz let him proceed
+without interruption, and, in fact, did not hear what was
+said; he longed to be alone, and free to ponder over all
+that had occurred. One of the two men, whose mysterious
+meeting in the Colosseum he had so unintentionally
+witnessed, was an entire stranger to him, but not so the
+other; and though Franz had been unable to distinguish his
+features, from his being either wrapped in his mantle or
+obscured by the shadow, the tones of his voice had made too
+powerful an impression on him the first time he had heard
+them for him ever again to forget them, hear them when or
+where he might. It was more especially when this man was
+speaking in a manner half jesting, half bitter, that Franz's
+ear recalled most vividly the deep sonorous, yet
+well-pitched voice that had addressed him in the grotto of
+Monte Cristo, and which he heard for the second time amid
+the darkness and ruined grandeur of the Colosseum. And the
+more he thought, the more entire was his conviction, that
+the person who wore the mantle was no other than his former
+host and entertainer, "Sinbad the Sailor."
+
+Under any other circumstances, Franz would have found it
+impossible to resist his extreme curiosity to know more of
+so singular a personage, and with that intent have sought to
+renew their short acquaintance; but in the present instance,
+the confidential nature of the conversation he had overheard
+made him, with propriety, judge that his appearance at such
+a time would be anything but agreeable. As we have seen,
+therefore, he permitted his former host to retire without
+attempting a recognition, but fully promising himself a rich
+indemnity for his present forbearance should chance afford
+him another opportunity. In vain did Franz endeavor to
+forget the many perplexing thoughts which assailed him; in
+vain did he court the refreshment of sleep. Slumber refused
+to visit his eyelids and the night was passed in feverish
+contemplation of the chain of circumstances tending to prove
+the identity of the mysterious visitant to the Colosseum
+with the inhabitant of the grotto of Monte Cristo; and the
+more he thought, the firmer grew his opinion on the subject.
+Worn out at length, he fell asleep at daybreak, and did not
+awake till late. Like a genuine Frenchman, Albert had
+employed his time in arranging for the evening's diversion;
+he had sent to engage a box at the Teatro Argentino; and
+Franz, having a number of letters to write, relinquished the
+carriage to Albert for the whole of the day. At five o'clock
+Albert returned, delighted with his day's work; he had been
+occupied in leaving his letters of introduction, and had
+received in return more invitations to balls and routs than
+it would be possible for him to accept; besides this, he had
+seen (as he called it) all the remarkable sights at Rome.
+Yes, in a single day he had accomplished what his more
+serious-minded companion would have taken weeks to effect.
+Neither had he neglected to ascertain the name of the piece
+to be played that night at the Teatro Argentino, and also
+what performers appeared in it.
+
+The opera of "Parisina" was announced for representation,
+and the principal actors were Coselli, Moriani, and La
+Specchia. The young men, therefore, had reason to consider
+themselves fortunate in having the opportunity of hearing
+one of the best works by the composer of "Lucia di
+Lammermoor," supported by three of the most renowned
+vocalists of Italy. Albert had never been able to endure the
+Italian theatres, with their orchestras from which it is
+impossible to see, and the absence of balconies, or open
+boxes; all these defects pressed hard on a man who had had
+his stall at the Bouffes, and had shared a lower box at the
+Opera. Still, in spite of this, Albert displayed his most
+dazzling and effective costumes each time he visited the
+theatres; but, alas, his elegant toilet was wholly thrown
+away, and one of the most worthy representatives of Parisian
+fashion had to carry with him the mortifying reflection that
+he had nearly overrun Italy without meeting with a single
+adventure.
+
+Sometimes Albert would affect to make a joke of his want of
+success; but internally he was deeply wounded, and his
+self-love immensely piqued, to think that Albert de Morcerf,
+the most admired and most sought after of any young person
+of his day, should thus be passed over, and merely have his
+labor for his pains. And the thing was so much the more
+annoying, as, according to the characteristic modesty of a
+Frenchman, Albert had quitted Paris with the full conviction
+that he had only to show himself in Italy to carry all
+before him, and that upon his return he should astonish the
+Parisian world with the recital of his numerous
+love-affairs. Alas, poor Albert! none of those interesting
+adventures fell in his way; the lovely Genoese, Florentines,
+and Neapolitans were all faithful, if not to their husbands,
+at least to their lovers, and thought not of changing even
+for the splendid appearance of Albert de Morcerf; and all he
+gained was the painful conviction that the ladies of Italy
+have this advantage over those of France, that they are
+faithful even in their infidelity. Yet he could not restrain
+a hope that in Italy, as elsewhere, there might be an
+exception to the general rule. Albert, besides being an
+elegant, well-looking young man, was also possessed of
+considerable talent and ability; moreover, he was a viscount
+-- a recently created one, certainly, but in the present day
+it is not necessary to go as far back as Noah in tracing a
+descent, and a genealogical tree is equally estimated,
+whether dated from 1399 or merely 1815; but to crown all
+these advantages, Albert de Morcerf commanded an income of
+50,000 livres, a more than sufficient sum to render him a
+personage of considerable importance in Paris. It was
+therefore no small mortification to him to have visited most
+of the principal cities in Italy without having excited the
+most trifling observation. Albert, however, hoped to
+indemnify himself for all these slights and indifferences
+during the Carnival, knowing full well that among the
+different states and kingdoms in which this festivity is
+celebrated, Rome is the spot where even the wisest and
+gravest throw off the usual rigidity of their lives, and
+deign to mingle in the follies of this time of liberty and
+relaxation.
+
+The Carnival was to commence on the morrow; therefore Albert
+had not an instant to lose in setting forth the programme of
+his hopes, expectations, and claims to notice. With this
+design he had engaged a box in the most conspicuous part of
+the theatre, and exerted himself to set off his personal
+attractions by the aid of the most rich and elaborate
+toilet. The box taken by Albert was in the first circle;
+although each of the three tiers of boxes is deemed equally
+aristocratic, and is, for this reason, generally styled the
+"nobility's boxes," and although the box engaged for the two
+friends was sufficiently capacious to contain at least a
+dozen persons, it had cost less than would be paid at some
+of the French theatres for one admitting merely four
+occupants. Another motive had influenced Albert's selection
+of his seat, -- who knew but that, thus advantageously
+placed, he might not in truth attract the notice of some
+fair Roman, and an introduction might ensue that would
+procure him the offer of a seat in a carriage, or a place in
+a princely balcony, from which he might behold the gayeties
+of the Carnival? These united considerations made Albert
+more lively and anxious to please than he had hitherto been.
+Totally disregarding the business of the stage, he leaned
+from his box and began attentively scrutinizing the beauty
+of each pretty woman, aided by a powerful opera-glass; but,
+alas, this attempt to attract notice wholly failed; not even
+curiosity had been excited, and it was but too apparent that
+the lovely creatures, into whose good graces he was desirous
+of stealing, were all so much engrossed with themselves,
+their lovers, or their own thoughts, that they had not so
+much as noticed him or the manipulation of his glass.
+
+The truth was, that the anticipated pleasures of the
+Carnival, with the "holy week" that was to succeed it, so
+filled every fair breast, as to prevent the least attention
+being bestowed even on the business of the stage. The actors
+made their entries and exits unobserved or unthought of; at
+certain conventional moments, the spectators would suddenly
+cease their conversation, or rouse themselves from their
+musings, to listen to some brilliant effort of Moriani's, a
+well-executed recitative by Coselli, or to join in loud
+applause at the wonderful powers of La Specchia; but that
+momentary excitement over, they quickly relapsed into their
+former state of preoccupation or interesting conversation.
+Towards the close of the first act, the door of a box which
+had been hitherto vacant was opened; a lady entered to whom
+Franz had been introduced in Paris, where indeed, he had
+imagined she still was. The quick eye of Albert caught the
+involuntary start with which his friend beheld the new
+arrival, and, turning to him, he said hastily, "Do you know
+the woman who has just entered that box?"
+
+"Yes; what do you think of her?"
+
+"Oh, she is perfectly lovely -- what a complexion! And such
+magnificent hair! Is she French?"
+
+"No; a Venetian."
+
+"And her name is -- "
+
+"Countess G---- ."
+
+"Ah, I know her by name!" exclaimed Albert; "she is said to
+possess as much wit and cleverness as beauty. I was to have
+been presented to her when I met her at Madame Villefort's
+ball."
+
+"Shall I assist you in repairing your negligence?" asked
+Franz.
+
+"My dear fellow, are you really on such good terms with her
+as to venture to take me to her box?"
+
+"Why, I have only had the honor of being in her society and
+conversing with her three or four times in my life; but you
+know that even such an acquaintance as that might warrant my
+doing what you ask." At that instant, the countess perceived
+Franz, and graciously waved her hand to him, to which he
+replied by a respectful inclination of the head. "Upon my
+word," said Albert, "you seem to be on excellent terms with
+the beautiful countess."
+
+"You are mistaken in thinking so," returned Franz calmly;
+"but you merely fall into the same error which leads so many
+of our countrymen to commit the most egregious blunders, --
+I mean that of judging the habits and customs of Italy and
+Spain by our Parisian notions; believe me, nothing is more
+fallacious than to form any estimate of the degree of
+intimacy you may suppose existing among persons by the
+familiar terms they seem upon; there is a similarity of
+feeling at this instant between ourselves and the countess
+-- nothing more."
+
+"Is there, indeed, my good fellow? Pray tell me, is it
+sympathy of heart?"
+
+"No; of taste," continued Franz gravely.
+
+"And in what manner has this congeniality of mind been
+evinced?"
+
+"By the countess's visiting the Colosseum, as we did last
+night, by moonlight, and nearly alone."
+
+"You were with her, then?"
+
+"I was."
+
+"And what did you say to her?"
+
+"Oh, we talked of the illustrious dead of whom that
+magnificent ruin is a glorious monument!"
+
+"Upon my word," cried Albert, "you must have been a very
+entertaining companion alone, or all but alone, with a
+beautiful woman in such a place of sentiment as the
+Colosseum, and yet to find nothing better a talk about than
+the dead! All I can say is, if ever I should get such a
+chance, the living should be my theme."
+
+"And you will probably find your theme ill-chosen."
+
+"But," said Albert, breaking in upon his discourse, "never
+mind the past; let us only remember the present. Are you not
+going to keep your promise of introducing me to the fair
+subject of our remarks?"
+
+"Certainly, directly the curtain falls on the stage."
+
+"What a confounded time this first act takes. I believe, on
+my soul, that they never mean to finish it."
+
+"Oh, yes, they will; only listen to that charming finale.
+How exquisitely Coselli sings his part."
+
+"But what an awkward, inelegant fellow he is."
+
+"Well, then, what do you say to La Specchia? Did you ever
+see anything more perfect than her acting?"
+
+"Why, you know, my dear fellow, when one has been accustomed
+to Malibran and Sontag, such singers as these don't make the
+same impression on you they perhaps do on others."
+
+"At least, you must admire Moriani's style and execution."
+
+"I never fancied men of his dark, ponderous appearance
+singing with a voice like a woman's."
+
+"My good friend," said Franz, turning to him, while Albert
+continued to point his glass at every box in the theatre,
+"you seem determined not to approve; you are really too
+difficult to please." The curtain at length fell on the
+performances, to the infinite satisfaction of the Viscount
+of Morcerf, who seized his hat, rapidly passed his fingers
+through his hair, arranged his cravat and wristbands, and
+signified to Franz that he was waiting for him to lead the
+way. Franz, who had mutely interrogated the countess, and
+received from her a gracious smile in token that he would be
+welcome, sought not to retard the gratification of Albert's
+eager impatience, but began at once the tour of the house,
+closely followed by Albert, who availed himself of the few
+minutes required to reach the opposite side of the theatre
+to settle the height and smoothness of his collar, and to
+arrange the lappets of his coat. This important task was
+just completed as they arrived at the countess's box. At the
+knock, the door was immediately opened, and the young man
+who was seated beside the countess, in obedience to the
+Italian custom, instantly rose and surrendered his place to
+the strangers, who, in turn, would be expected to retire
+upon the arrival of other visitors.
+
+Franz presented Albert as one of the most distinguished
+young men of the day, both as regarded his position in
+society and extraordinary talents; nor did he say more than
+the truth, for in Paris and the circle in which the viscount
+moved, he was looked upon and cited as a model of
+perfection. Franz added that his companion, deeply grieved
+at having been prevented the honor of being presented to the
+countess during her sojourn in Paris, was most anxious to
+make up for it, and had requested him (Franz) to remedy the
+past misfortune by conducting him to her box, and concluded
+by asking pardon for his presumption in having taken it upon
+himself to do so. The countess, in reply, bowed gracefully
+to Albert, and extended her hand with cordial kindness to
+Franz; then, inviting Albert to take the vacant seat beside
+her, she recommended Franz to take the next best, if he
+wished to view the ballet, and pointed to the one behind her
+own chair. Albert was soon deeply engrossed in discoursing
+upon Paris and Parisian matters, speaking to the countess of
+the various persons they both knew there. Franz perceived
+how completely he was in his element; and, unwilling to
+interfere with the pleasure he so evidently felt, took up
+Albert's glass, and began in his turn to survey the
+audience. Sitting alone, in the front of a box immediately
+opposite, but situated on the third row, was a woman of
+exquisite beauty, dressed in a Greek costume, which
+evidently, from the ease and grace with which she wore it,
+was her national attire. Behind her, but in deep shadow, was
+the outline of a masculine figure; but the features of this
+latter personage it was not possible to distinguish. Franz
+could not forbear breaking in upon the apparently
+interesting conversation passing between the countess and
+Albert, to inquire of the former if she knew who was the
+fair Albanian opposite, since beauty such as hers was well
+worthy of being observed by either sex. "All I can tell
+about her," replied the countess, "is, that she has been at
+Rome since the beginning of the season; for I saw her where
+she now sits the very first night of the season, and since
+then she has never missed a performance. Sometimes she is
+accompanied by the person who is now with her, and at others
+she is merely attended by a black servant."
+
+"And what do you think of her personal appearance?"
+
+"Oh, I consider her perfectly lovely -- she is just my idea
+of what Medora must have been."
+
+Franz and the countess exchanged a smile, and then the
+latter resumed her conversation with Albert, while Franz
+returned to his previous survey of the house and company.
+The curtain rose on the ballet, which was one of those
+excellent specimens of the Italian school, admirably
+arranged and put on the stage by Henri, who has established
+for himself a great reputation throughout Italy for his
+taste and skill in the choregraphic art -- one of those
+masterly productions of grace, method, and elegance in which
+the whole corps de ballet, from the principal dancers to the
+humblest supernumerary, are all engaged on the stage at the
+same time; and a hundred and fifty persons may be seen
+exhibiting the same attitude, or elevating the same arm or
+leg with a simultaneous movement, that would lead you to
+suppose that but one mind, one act of volition, influenced
+the moving mass -- the ballet was called "Poliska." However
+much the ballet might have claimed his attention, Franz was
+too deeply occupied with the beautiful Greek to take any
+note of it; while she seemed to experience an almost
+childlike delight in watching it, her eager, animated looks
+contrasting strongly with the utter indifference of her
+companion, who, during the whole time the piece lasted,
+never even moved, not even when the furious, crashing din
+produced by the trumpets, cymbals, and Chinese bells sounded
+their loudest from the orchestra. Of this he took no heed,
+but was, as far as appearances might be trusted, enjoying
+soft repose and bright celestial dreams. The ballet at
+length came to a close, and the curtain fell amid the loud,
+unanimous plaudits of an enthusiastic and delighted
+audience.
+
+Owing to the very judicious plan of dividing the two acts of
+the opera with a ballet, the pauses between the performances
+are very short, the singers in the opera having time to
+repose themselves and change their costume, when necessary,
+while the dancers are executing their pirouettes and
+exhibiting their graceful steps. The overture to the second
+act began; and, at the first sound of the leader's bow
+across his violin, Franz observed the sleeper slowly arise
+and approach the Greek girl, who turned around to say a few
+words to him, and then, leaning forward again on the railing
+of her box, she became as absorbed as before in what was
+going on. The countenance of the person who had addressed
+her remained so completely in the shade, that, though Franz
+tried his utmost, he could not distinguish a single feature.
+The curtain rose, and the attention of Franz was attracted
+by the actors; and his eyes turned from the box containing
+the Greek girl and her strange companion to watch the
+business of the stage.
+
+Most of my readers are aware that the second act of
+"Parisina" opens with the celebrated and effective duet in
+which Parisina, while sleeping, betrays to Azzo the secret
+of her love for Ugo. The injured husband goes through all
+the emotions of jealousy, until conviction seizes on his
+mind, and then, in a frenzy of rage and indignation, he
+awakens his guilty wife to tell her that he knows her guilt
+and to threaten her with his vengeance. This duet is one of
+the most beautiful, expressive and terrible conceptions that
+has ever emanated from the fruitful pen of Donizetti. Franz
+now listened to it for the third time; yet it's notes, so
+tenderly expressive and fearfully grand as the wretched
+husband and wife give vent to their different griefs and
+passions, thrilled through the soul of Franz with an effect
+equal to his first emotions upon hearing it. Excited beyond
+his usual calm demeanor, Franz rose with the audience, and
+was about to join the loud, enthusiastic applause that
+followed; but suddenly his purpose was arrested, his hands
+fell by his sides, and the half-uttered "bravos" expired on
+his lips. The occupant of the box in which the Greek girl
+sat appeared to share the universal admiration that
+prevailed; for he left his seat to stand up in front, so
+that, his countenance being fully revealed, Franz had no
+difficulty in recognizing him as the mysterious inhabitant
+of Monte Cristo, and the very same person he had encountered
+the preceding evening in the ruins of the Colosseum, and
+whose voice and figure had seemed so familiar to him. All
+doubt of his identity was now at an end; his singular host
+evidently resided at Rome. The surprise and agitation
+occasioned by this full confirmation of Franz's former
+suspicion had no doubt imparted a corresponding expression
+to his features; for the countess, after gazing with a
+puzzled look at his face, burst into a fit of laughter, and
+begged to know what had happened. "Countess," returned
+Franz, totally unheeding her raillery, "I asked you a short
+time since if you knew any particulars respecting the
+Albanian lady opposite; I must now beseech you to inform me
+who and what is her husband?"
+
+"Nay," answered the countess, "I know no more of him than
+yourself."
+
+"Perhaps you never before noticed him?"
+
+"What a question -- so truly French! Do you not know that we
+Italians have eyes only for the man we love?"
+
+"True," replied Franz.
+
+"All I call say is," continued the countess, taking up the
+lorgnette, and directing it toward the box in question,
+"that the gentleman, whose history I am unable to furnish,
+seems to me as though he had just been dug up; he looks more
+like a corpse permitted by some friendly grave-digger to
+quit his tomb for a while, and revisit this earth of ours,
+than anything human. How ghastly pale he is!"
+
+"Oh, he is always as colorless as you now see him," said
+Franz.
+
+"Then you know him?" almost screamed the countess. "Oh, pray
+do, for heaven's sake, tell us all about -- is he a vampire,
+or a resuscitated corpse, or what?"
+
+"I fancy I have seen him before; and I even think he
+recognizes me."
+
+"And I can well understand," said the countess, shrugging up
+her beautiful shoulders, as though an involuntary shudder
+passed through her veins, "that those who have once seen
+that man will never be likely to forget him." The sensation
+experienced by Franz was evidently not peculiar to himself;
+another, and wholly uninterested person, felt the same
+unaccountable awe and misgiving. "Well." inquired Franz,
+after the countess had a second time directed her lorgnette
+at the box, "what do you think of our opposite neighbor?"
+
+"Why, that he is no other than Lord Ruthven himself in a
+living form." This fresh allusion to Byron* drew a smile to
+Franz's countenance; although he could but allow that if
+anything was likely to induce belief in the existence of
+vampires, it would be the presence of such a man as the
+mysterious personage before him.
+
+"I must positively find out who and what he is," said Franz,
+rising from his seat.
+
+"No, no," cried the countess; "you must not leave me. I
+depend upon you to escort me home. Oh, indeed, I cannot
+permit you to go."
+
+* Scott, of course: "The son of an ill-fated sire, and the
+father of a yet more unfortunate family, bore in his looks
+that cast of inauspicious melancholy by which the
+physiognomists of that time pretended to distinguish those
+who were predestined to a violent and unhappy death." -- The
+Abbot, ch. xxii.
+
+"Is it possible," whispered Franz, "that you entertain any
+fear?"
+
+"I'll tell you," answered the countess. "Byron had the most
+perfect belief in the existence of vampires, and even
+assured me that he had seen them. The description he gave me
+perfectly corresponds with the features and character of the
+man before us. Oh, he is the exact personification of what I
+have been led to expect! The coal-black hair, large bright,
+glittering eyes, in which a wild, unearthly fire seems
+burning, -- the same ghastly paleness. Then observe, too,
+that the woman with him is altogether unlike all others of
+her sex. She is a foreigner -- a stranger. Nobody knows who
+she is, or where she comes from. No doubt she belongs to the
+same horrible race he does, and is, like himself, a dealer
+in magical arts. I entreat of you not to go near him -- at
+least to-night; and if to-morrow your curiosity still
+continues as great, pursue your researches if you will; but
+to-night you neither can nor shall. For that purpose I mean
+to keep you all to myself." Franz protested he could not
+defer his pursuit till the following day, for many reasons.
+"Listen to me," said the countess, "and do not be so very
+headstrong. I am going home. I have a party at my house
+to-night, and therefore cannot possibly remain till the end
+of the opera. Now, I cannot for one instant believe you so
+devoid of gallantry as to refuse a lady your escort when she
+even condescends to ask you for it."
+
+There was nothing else left for Franz to do but to take up
+his hat, open the door of the box, and offer the countess
+his arm. It was quite evident, by her manner, that her
+uneasiness was not feigned; and Franz himself could not
+resist a feeling of superstitious dread -- so much the
+stronger in him, as it arose from a variety of corroborative
+recollections, while the terror of the countess sprang from
+an instinctive belief, originally created in her mind by the
+wild tales she had listened to till she believed them
+truths. Franz could even feel her arm tremble as he assisted
+her into the carriage. Upon arriving at her hotel, Franz
+perceived that she had deceived him when she spoke of
+expecting company; on the contrary, her own return before
+the appointed hour seemed greatly to astonish the servants.
+"Excuse my little subterfuge," said the countess, in reply
+to her companion's half-reproachful observation on the
+subject; "but that horrid man had made me feel quite
+uncomfortable, and I longed to be alone, that I might
+compose my startled mind." Franz essayed to smile. "Nay,"
+said she, "do not smile; it ill accords with the expression
+of your countenance, and I am sure it does not spring from
+your heart. however, promise me one thing."
+
+"What is it?"
+
+"Promise me, I say."
+
+"I will do anything you desire, except relinquish my
+determination of finding out who this man is. I have more
+reasons than you can imagine for desiring to know who he is,
+from whence he came, and whither he is going."
+
+"Where he comes from I am ignorant; but I can readily tell
+you where he is going to, and that is down below, without
+the least doubt."
+
+"Let us only speak of the promise you wished me to make,"
+said Franz.
+
+"Well, then, you must give me your word to return
+immediately to your hotel, and make no attempt to follow
+this man to-night. There are certain affinities between the
+persons we quit and those we meet afterwards. For heaven's
+sake, do not serve as a conductor between that man and me.
+Pursue your chase after him to-morrow as eagerly as you
+please; but never bring him near me, if you would not see me
+die of terror. And now, good-night; go to your rooms, and
+try to sleep away all recollections of this evening. For my
+own part, I am quite sure I shall not be able to close my
+eyes." So saying, the countess quitted Franz, leaving him
+unable to decide whether she were merely amusing herself at
+his expense, or whether her fears and agitations were
+genuine.
+
+Upon his return to the hotel, Franz found Albert in his
+dressing-gown and slippers, listlessly extended on a sofa,
+smoking a cigar. "My dear fellow." cried he, springing up,
+"is it really you? Why, I did not expect to see you before
+to-morrow."
+
+"My dear Albert," replied Franz, "I am glad of this
+opportunity to tell you, once and forever, that you
+entertain a most erroneous notion concerning Italian women.
+I should have thought the continual failures you have met
+with in all your own love affairs might have taught you
+better by this time."
+
+"Upon my soul, these women would puzzle the very Devil to
+read them aright. Why, here -- they give you their hand --
+they press yours in return -- they keep up a whispering
+conversation -- permit you to accompany them home. Why, if a
+Parisian were to indulge in a quarter of these marks of
+flattering attention, her reputation would be gone forever."
+
+"And the very reason why the women of this fine country put
+so little restraint on their words and actions, is because
+they live so much in public, and have really nothing to
+conceal. Besides, you must have perceived that the countess
+was really alarmed."
+
+"At what? At the sight of that respectable gentleman sitting
+opposite to us in the same box with the lovely Greek girl?
+Now, for my part, I met them in the lobby after the
+conclusion of the piece; and hang me, if I can guess where
+you took your notions of the other world from. I can assure
+you that this hobgoblin of yours is a deuced fine-looking
+fellow -- admirably dressed. Indeed, I feel quite sure, from
+the cut of his clothes, they are made by a first-rate Paris
+tailor -- probably Blin or Humann. He was rather too pale,
+certainly; but then, you know, paleness is always looked
+upon as a strong proof of aristocratic descent and
+distinguished breeding." Franz smiled; for he well
+remembered that Albert particularly prided himself on the
+entire absence of color in his own complexion.
+
+"Well, that tends to confirm my own ideas," said Franz,
+"that the countess's suspicions were destitute alike of
+sense and reason. Did he speak in your hearing? and did you
+catch any of his words?"
+
+"I did; but they were uttered in the Romaic dialect. I knew
+that from the mixture of Greek words. I don't know whether I
+ever told you that when I was at college I was rather --
+rather strong in Greek."
+
+"He spoke the Romaic language, did he?"
+
+"I think so."
+
+"That settles it," murmured Franz. "'Tis he, past all
+doubt."
+
+"What do you say?"
+
+"Nothing, nothing. But tell me, what were you thinking about
+when I came in?"
+
+"Oh, I was arranging a little surprise for you."
+
+"Indeed. Of what nature?"
+
+"Why, you know it is quite impossible to procure a
+carriage."
+
+"Certainly; and I also know that we have done all that human
+means afforded to endeavor to get one."
+
+"Now, then, in this difficulty a bright idea has flashed
+across my brain." Franz looked at Albert as though he had
+not much confidence in the suggestions of his imagination.
+"I tell you what, Sir Franz," cried Albert, "you deserve to
+be called out for such a misgiving and incredulous glance as
+that you were pleased to bestow on me just now."
+
+"And I promise to give you the satisfaction of a gentleman
+if your scheme turns out as ingenious as you assert."
+
+"Well, then, hearken to me."
+
+"I listen."
+
+"You agree, do you not, that obtaining a carriage is out of
+the question?"
+
+"I do."
+
+"Neither can we procure horses?"
+
+"True; we have offered any sum, but have failed."
+
+"Well, now, what do you say to a cart? I dare say such a
+thing might be had."
+
+"Very possibly."
+
+"And a pair of oxen?"
+
+"As easily found as the cart."
+
+"Then you see, my good fellow, with a cart and a couple of
+oxen our business can be managed. The cart must be
+tastefully ornamented; and if you and I dress ourselves as
+Neapolitan reapers, we may get up a striking tableau, after
+the manner of that splendid picture by Leopold Robert. It
+would add greatly to the effect if the countess would join
+us in the costume of a peasant from Puzzoli or Sorrento. Our
+group would then be quite complete, more especially as the
+countess is quite beautiful enough to represent a madonna."
+
+"Well," said Franz, "this time, Albert, I am bound to give
+you credit for having hit upon a most capital idea."
+
+"And quite a national one, too," replied Albert with
+gratified pride. "A mere masque borrowed from our own
+festivities. Ha, ha, ye Romans! you thought to make us,
+unhappy strangers, trot at the heels of your processions,
+like so many lazzaroni, because no carriages or horses are
+to be had in your beggarly city. But you don't know us; when
+we can't have one thing we invent another."
+
+"And have you communicated your triumphant idea to anybody?"
+
+"Only to our host. Upon my return home I sent for him, and I
+then explained to him what I wished to procure. He assured
+me that nothing would be easier than to furnish all I
+desired. One thing I was sorry for; when I bade him have the
+horns of the oxen gilded, he told me there would not be
+time, as it would require three days to do that; so you see
+we must do without this little superfluity."
+
+"And where is he now?"
+
+"Who?"
+
+"Our host."
+
+"Gone out in search of our equipage, by to-morrow it might
+be too late."
+
+"Then he will be able to give us an answer to-night."
+
+"Oh, I expect him every minute." At this instant the door
+opened, and the head of Signor Pastrini appeared.
+"Permesso?" inquired he.
+
+"Certainly -- certainly," cried Franz. "Come in, mine host."
+
+"Now, then," asked Albert eagerly, "have you found the
+desired cart and oxen?"
+
+"Better than that!" replied Signor Pastrini, with the air of
+a man perfectly well satisfied with himself.
+
+"Take care, my worthy host," said Albert, "better is a sure
+enemy to well."
+
+"Let your excellencies only leave the matter to me,"
+returned Signor Pastrini in a tone indicative of unbounded
+self-confidence.
+
+"But what have you done?" asked Franz. "Speak out, there's a
+worthy fellow."
+
+"Your excellencies are aware," responded the landlord,
+swelling with importance, "that the Count of Monte Cristo is
+living on the same floor with yourselves!"
+
+"I should think we did know it," exclaimed Albert, "since it
+is owing to that circumstance that we are packed into these
+small rooms, like two poor students in the back streets of
+Paris."
+
+"When, then, the Count of Monte Cristo, hearing of the
+dilemma in which you are placed, has sent to offer you seats
+in his carriage and two places at his windows in the Palazzo
+Rospoli." The friends looked at each other with unutterable
+surprise.
+
+"But do you think," asked Albert, "that we ought to accept
+such offers from a perfect stranger?"
+
+"What sort of person is this Count of Monte Cristo?" asked
+Franz of his host. "A very great nobleman, but whether
+Maltese or Sicilian I cannot exactly say; but this I know,
+that he is noble as a Borghese and rich as a gold-mine."
+
+"It seems to me," said Franz, speaking in an undertone to
+Albert, "that if this person merited the high panegyrics of
+our landlord, he would have conveyed his invitation through
+another channel, and not permitted it to be brought to us in
+this unceremonious way. He would have written -- or" --
+
+At this instant some one knocked at the door. "Come in,"
+said Franz. A servant, wearing a livery of considerable
+style and richness, appeared at the threshold, and, placing
+two cards in the landlord's hands, who forthwith presented
+them to the two young men, he said, "Please to deliver
+these, from the Count of Monte Cristo to Viscomte Albert de
+Morcerf and M. Franz d'Epinay. The Count of Monte Cristo,"
+continued the servant, "begs these gentlemen's permission to
+wait upon them as their neighbor, and he will be honored by
+an intimation of what time they will please to receive him."
+
+"Faith, Franz," whispered Albert, "there is not much to find
+fault with here."
+
+"Tell the count," replied Franz, "that we will do ourselves
+the pleasure of calling on him." The servant bowed and
+retired.
+
+"That is what I call an elegant mode of attack," said
+Albert, "You were quite correct in what you said, Signor
+Pastrini. The Count of Monte Cristo is unquestionably a man
+of first-rate breeding and knowledge of the world."
+
+"Then you accept his offer?" said the host.
+
+"Of course we do," replied Albert. "Still, I must own I am
+sorry to be obliged to give up the cart and the group of
+reapers -- it would have produced such an effect! And were
+it not for the windows at the Palazzo Rospoli, by way of
+recompense for the loss of our beautiful scheme, I don't
+know but what I should have held on by my original plan.
+What say you, Franz?"
+
+"Oh, I agree with you; the windows in the Palazzo Rospoli
+alone decided me." The truth was, that the mention of two
+places in the Palazzo Rospoli had recalled to Franz the
+conversation he had overheard the preceding evening in the
+ruins of the Colosseum between the mysterious unknown and
+the Transteverin, in which the stranger in the cloak had
+undertaken to obtain the freedom of a condemned criminal;
+and if this muffled-up individual proved (as Franz felt sure
+he would) the same as the person he had just seen in the
+Teatro Argentino, then he should be able to establish his
+identity, and also to prosecute his researches respecting
+him with perfect facility and freedom. Franz passed the
+night in confused dreams respecting the two meetings he had
+already had with his mysterious tormentor, and in waking
+speculations as to what the morrow would produce. The next
+day must clear up every doubt; and unless his near neighbor
+and would-be friend, the Count of Monte Cristo, possessed
+the ring of Gyges, and by its power was able to render
+himself invisible, it was very certain he could not escape
+this time. Eight o'clock found Franz up and dressed, while
+Albert, who had not the same motives for early rising, was
+still soundly asleep. The first act of Franz was to summon
+his landlord, who presented himself with his accustomed
+obsequiousness.
+
+"Pray, Signor Pastrini," asked Franz, "is not some execution
+appointed to take place to-day?"
+
+"Yes, your excellency; but if your reason for inquiry is
+that you may procure a window to view it from, you are much
+too late."
+
+"Oh, no," answered Franz, "I had no such intention; and even
+if I had felt a wish to witness the spectacle, I might have
+done so from Monte Pincio -- could I not?"
+
+"Ah!" exclaimed mine host, "I did not think it likely your
+excellency would have chosen to mingle with such a rabble as
+are always collected on that hill, which, indeed, they
+consider as exclusively belonging to themselves."
+
+"Very possibly I may not go," answered Franz; "but in case I
+feel disposed, give me some particulars of to-day's
+executions."
+
+"What particulars would your excellency like to hear?"
+
+"Why, the number of persons condemned to suffer, their
+names, and description of the death they are to die."
+
+"That happens just lucky, your excellency! Only a few
+minutes ago they brought me the tavolettas."
+
+"What are they?"
+
+"Sort of wooden tablets hung up at the corners of streets
+the evening before an execution, on which is pasted up a
+paper containing the names of the condemned persons, their
+crimes, and mode of punishment. The reason for so publicly
+announcing all this is, that all good and faithful Catholics
+may offer up their prayers for the unfortunate culprits,
+and, above all, beseech of heaven to grant them a sincere
+repentance."
+
+"And these tablets are brought to you that you may add your
+prayers to those of the faithful, are they?" asked Franz
+somewhat incredulously.
+
+"Oh, dear, no, your excellency! I have not time for
+anybody's affairs but my own and those of my honorable
+guests; but I make an agreement with the man who pastes up
+the papers, and he brings them to me as he would the
+playbills, that in case any person staying at my hotel
+should like to witness an execution, he may obtain every
+requisite information concerning the time and place etc."
+
+"Upon my word, that is a most delicate attention on your
+part, Signor Pastrini," cried Franz.
+
+"Why, your excellency," returned the landlord, chuckling and
+rubbing his hands with infinite complacency, "I think I may
+take upon myself to say I neglect nothing to deserve the
+support and patronage of the noble visitors to this poor
+hotel."
+
+"I see that plainly enough, my most excellent host, and you
+may rely upon me to proclaim so striking a proof of your
+attention to your guests wherever I go. Meanwhile, oblige me
+by a sight of one of these tavolettas."
+
+"Nothing can be easier than to comply with your excellency's
+wish," said the landlord, opening the door of the chamber;
+"I have caused one to be placed on the landing, close by
+your apartment." Then, taking the tablet from the wall, he
+handed it to Franz, who read as follows: --
+
+"`The public is informed that on Wednesday, February 23d,
+being the first day of the Carnival, executions will take
+place in the Piazza del Popolo, by order of the Tribunal of
+the Rota, of two persons, named Andrea Rondola, and Peppino,
+otherwise called Rocca Priori; the former found guilty of
+the murder of a venerable and exemplary priest, named Don
+Cesare Torlini, canon of the church of St. John Lateran; and
+the latter convicted of being an accomplice of the atrocious
+and sanguinary bandit, Luigi Vampa, and his band. The
+first-named malefactor will be subjected to the mazzuola,
+the second culprit beheaded. The prayers of all good
+Christians are entreated for these unfortunate men, that it
+may please God to awaken them to a sense of their guilt, and
+to grant them a hearty and sincere repentance for their
+crimes.'"
+
+This was precisely what Franz had heard the evening before
+in the ruins of the Colosseum. No part of the programme
+differed, -- the names of the condemned persons, their
+crimes, and mode of punishment, all agreed with his previous
+information. In all probability, therefore, the Transteverin
+was no other than the bandit Luigi Vampa himself, and the
+man shrouded in the mantle the same he had known as "Sinbad
+the Sailor," but who, no doubt, was still pursuing his
+philanthropic expedition in Rome, as he had already done at
+Porto-Vecchio and Tunis. Time was getting on, however, and
+Franz deemed it advisable to awaken Albert; but at the
+moment he prepared to proceed to his chamber, his friend
+entered the room in perfect costume for the day. The
+anticipated delights of the Carnival had so run in his head
+as to make him leave his pillow long before his usual hour.
+"Now, my excellent Signor Pastrini," said Franz, addressing
+his landlord, "since we are both ready, do you think we may
+proceed at once to visit the Count of Monte Cristo?"
+
+"Most assuredly," replied he. "The Count of Monte Cristo is
+always an early riser; and I can answer for his having been
+up these two hours."
+
+"Then you really consider we shall not be intruding if we
+pay our respects to him directly?"
+
+"Oh, I am quite sure. I will take all the blame on myself if
+you find I have led you into an error."
+
+"Well, then, if it be so, are you ready, Albert?"
+
+"Perfectly."
+
+"Let us go and return our best thanks for his courtesy."
+
+"Yes, let us do so." The landlord preceded the friends
+across the landing, which was all that separated them from
+the apartments of the count, rang at the bell, and, upon the
+door being opened by a servant, said, "I signori Francesi."
+
+The domestic bowed respectfully, and invited them to enter.
+They passed through two rooms, furnished in a luxurious
+manner they had not expected to see under the roof of Signor
+Pastrini, and were shown into an elegantly fitted-up
+drawing-room. The richest Turkey carpets covered the floor,
+and the softest and most inviting couches, easy-chairs, and
+sofas, offered their high-piled and yielding cushions to
+such as desired repose or refreshment. Splendid paintings by
+the first masters were ranged against the walls,
+intermingled with magnificent trophies of war, while heavy
+curtains of costly tapestry were suspended before the
+different doors of the room. "If your excellencies will
+please to be seated," said the man, "I will let the count
+know that you are here."
+
+And with these words he disappeared behind one of the
+tapestried portieres. As the door opened, the sound of a
+guzla reached the ears of the young men, but was almost
+immediately lost, for the rapid closing of the door merely
+allowed one rich swell of harmony to enter. Franz and Albert
+looked inquiringly at each other, then at the gorgeous
+furnishings of the apartment. Everything seemed more
+magnificent at a second view than it had done at their first
+rapid survey.
+
+"Well," said Franz to his friend, "what think you of all
+this?"
+
+"Why, upon my soul, my dear fellow, it strikes me that our
+elegant and attentive neighbor must either be some
+successful stock-jobber who has speculated in the fall of
+the Spanish funds, or some prince travelling incog."
+
+"Hush, hush!" replied Franz; "we shall ascertain who and
+what he is -- he comes!" As Franz spoke, he heard the sound
+of a door turning on its hinges, and almost immediately
+afterwards the tapestry was drawn aside, and the owner of
+all these riches stood before the two young men. Albert
+instantly rose to meet him, but Franz remained, in a manner,
+spellbound on his chair; for in the person of him who had
+just entered he recognized not only the mysterious visitant
+to the Colosseum, and the occupant of the box at the Teatro
+Argentino, but also his extraordinary host of Monte Cristo.
+
+
+
+Chapter 35
+La Mazzolata.
+
+"Gentlemen," said the Count of Monte Cristo as he entered,
+"I pray you excuse me for suffering my visit to be
+anticipated; but I feared to disturb you by presenting
+myself earlier at your apartments; besides, you sent me word
+that you would come to me, and I have held myself at your
+disposal."
+
+"Franz and I have to thank you a thousand times, count,"
+returned Albert; "you extricated us from a great dilemma,
+and we were on the point of inventing a very fantastic
+vehicle when your friendly invitation reached us."
+
+"Indeed," returned the count, motioning the two young men to
+sit down. "It was the fault of that blockhead Pastrini, that
+I did not sooner assist you in your distress. He did not
+mention a syllable of your embarrassment to me, when he
+knows that, alone and isolated as I am, I seek every
+opportunity of making the acquaintance of my neighbors. As
+soon as I learned I could in any way assist you, I most
+eagerly seized the opportunity of offering my services." The
+two young men bowed. Franz had, as yet, found nothing to
+say; he had come to no determination, and as nothing in the
+count's manner manifested the wish that he should recognize
+him, he did not know whether to make any allusion to the
+past, or wait until he had more proof; besides, although
+sure it was he who had been in the box the previous evening,
+he could not be equally positive that this was the man he
+had seen at the Colosseum. He resolved, therefore, to let
+things take their course without making any direct overture
+to the count. Moreover, he had this advantage, he was master
+of the count's secret, while the count had no hold on Franz,
+who had nothing to conceal. However, he resolved to lead the
+conversation to a subject which might possibly clear up his
+doubts.
+
+"Count," said he, "you have offered us places in your
+carriage, and at your windows in the Rospoli Palace. Can you
+tell us where we can obtain a sight of the Piazza del
+Popolo?"
+
+"Ah," said the count negligently, looking attentively at
+Morcerf, "is there not something like an execution upon the
+Piazza del Popolo?"
+
+"Yes," returned Franz, finding that the count was coming to
+the point he wished.
+
+"Stay, I think I told my steward yesterday to attend to
+this; perhaps I can render you this slight service also." He
+extended his hand, and rang the bell thrice. "Did you ever
+occupy yourself," said he to Franz, "with the employment of
+time and the means of simplifying the summoning your
+servants? I have. When I ring once, it is for my valet;
+twice, for my majordomo; thrice, for my steward, -- thus I
+do not waste a minute or a word. Here he is." A man of about
+forty-five or fifty entered, exactly resembling the smuggler
+who had introduced Franz into the cavern; but he did not
+appear to recognize him. It was evident he had his orders.
+"Monsieur Bertuccio," said the count, "you have procured me
+windows looking on the Piazza del Popolo, as I ordered you
+yesterday "
+
+"Yes, excellency," returned the steward; "but it was very
+late."
+
+"Did I not tell you I wished for one?" replied the count,
+frowning.
+
+"And your excellency has one, which was let to Prince
+Lobanieff; but I was obliged to pay a hundred" --
+
+"That will do -- that will do, Monsieur Bertuccio; spare
+these gentlemen all such domestic arrangements. You have the
+window, that is sufficient. Give orders to the coachman; and
+be in readiness on the stairs to conduct us to it." The
+steward bowed, and was about to quit the room. "Ah,"
+continued the count, "be good enough to ask Pastrini if he
+has received the tavoletta, and if he can send us an account
+of the execution."
+
+"There is no need to do that," said Franz, taking out his
+tablets; "for I saw the account, and copied it down."
+
+"Very well, you can retire, M. Bertuccio; but let us know
+when breakfast is ready. These gentlemen," added he, turning
+to the two friends, "will, I trust, do me the honor to
+breakfast with me?"
+
+"But, my dear count," said Albert, "we shall abuse your
+kindness."
+
+"Not at all; on the contrary, you will give me great
+pleasure. You will, one or other of you, perhaps both,
+return it to me at Paris. M. Bertuccio, lay covers for
+three." He then took Franz's tablets out of his hand. "`We
+announce,' he read, in the same tone with which he would
+have read a newspaper, `that to-day, the 23d of February,
+will be executed Andrea Rondolo, guilty of murder on the
+person of the respected and venerated Don Cesare Torlini,
+canon of the church of St. John Lateran, and Peppino, called
+Rocca Priori, convicted of complicity with the detestable
+bandit Luigi Vampa, and the men of his band.' Hum! `The
+first will be mazzolato, the second decapitato.' Yes,"
+continued the count, "it was at first arranged in this way;
+but I think since yesterday some change has taken place in
+the order of the ceremony."
+
+"Really?" said Franz.
+
+"Yes, I passed the evening at the Cardinal Rospigliosi's,
+and there mention was made of something like a pardon for
+one of the two men."
+
+"For Andrea Rondolo?" asked Franz.
+
+"No," replied the count, carelessly; "for the other (he
+glanced at the tablets as if to recall the name), for
+Peppino, called Rocca Priori. You are thus deprived of
+seeing a man guillotined; but the mazzuola still remains,
+which is a very curious punishment when seen for the first
+time, and even the second, while the other, as you must
+know, is very simple. The mandaia* never fails, never
+trembles, never strikes thirty times ineffectually, like the
+soldier who beheaded the Count of Chalais, and to whose
+tender mercy Richelieu had doubtless recommended the
+sufferer. Ah," added the count, in a contemptuous tone, "do
+not tell me of European punishments, they are in the
+infancy, or rather the old age, of cruelty."
+
+* Guillotine.
+
+"Really, count," replied Franz, "one would think that you
+had studied the different tortures of all the nations of the
+world."
+
+"There are, at least, few that I have not seen," said the
+count coldly.
+
+"And you took pleasure in beholding these dreadful
+spectacles?"
+
+"My first sentiment was horror, the second indifference, the
+third curiosity."
+
+"Curiosity -- that is a terrible word."
+
+"Why so? In life, our greatest preoccupation is death; is it
+not then, curious to study the different ways by which the
+soul and body can part; and how, according to their
+different characters, temperaments, and even the different
+customs of their countries, different persons bear the
+transition from life to death, from existence to
+annihilation? As for myself, I can assure you of one thing,
+-- the more men you see die, the easier it becomes to die
+yourself; and in my opinion, death may be a torture, but it
+is not an expiation."
+
+"I do not quite understand you," replied Franz; "pray
+explain your meaning, for you excite my curiosity to the
+highest pitch."
+
+"Listen," said the count, and deep hatred mounted to his
+face, as the blood would to the face of any other. "If a man
+had by unheard-of and excruciating tortures destroyed your
+father, your mother, your betrothed, -- a being who, when
+torn from you, left a desolation, a wound that never closes,
+in your breast, -- do you think the reparation that society
+gives you is sufficient when it interposes the knife of the
+guillotine between the base of the occiput and the trapezal
+muscles of the murderer, and allows him who has caused us
+years of moral sufferings to escape with a few moments of
+physical pain?"
+
+"Yes, I know," said Franz, "that human justice is
+insufficient to console us; she can give blood in return for
+blood, that is all; but you must demand from her only what
+it is in her power to grant."
+
+"I will put another case to you," continued the count; "that
+where society, attacked by the death of a person, avenges
+death by death. But are there not a thousand tortures by
+which a man may be made to suffer without society taking the
+least cognizance of them, or offering him even the
+insufficient means of vengeance, of which we have just
+spoken? Are there not crimes for which the impalement of the
+Turks, the augers of the Persians, the stake and the brand
+of the Iroquois Indians, are inadequate tortures, and which
+are unpunished by society? Answer me, do not these crimes
+exist?"
+
+"Yes," answered Franz; "and it is to punish them that
+duelling is tolerated."
+
+"Ah, duelling," cried the count; "a pleasant manner, upon my
+soul, of arriving at your end when that end is vengeance! A
+man has carried off your mistress, a man has seduced your
+wife, a man has dishonored your daughter; he has rendered
+the whole life of one who had the right to expect from
+heaven that portion of happiness God his promised to every
+one of his creatures, an existence of misery and infamy; and
+you think you are avenged because you send a ball through
+the head, or pass a sword through the breast, of that man
+who has planted madness in your brain, and despair in your
+heart. And remember, moreover, that it is often he who comes
+off victorious from the strife, absolved of all crime in the
+eyes of the world. No, no," continued the count, "had I to
+avenge myself, it is not thus I would take revenge."
+
+"Then you disapprove of duelling? You would not fight a
+duel?" asked Albert in his turn, astonished at this strange
+theory.
+
+"Oh, yes," replied the count; "understand me, I would fight
+a duel for a trifle, for an insult, for a blow; and the more
+so that, thanks to my skill in all bodily exercises, and the
+indifference to danger I have gradually acquired, I should
+be almost certain to kill my man. Oh, I would fight for such
+a cause; but in return for a slow, profound, eternal
+torture, I would give back the same, were it possible; an
+eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, as the Orientalists
+say, -- our masters in everything, -- those favored
+creatures who have formed for themselves a life of dreams
+and a paradise of realities."
+
+"But," said Franz to the count, "with this theory, which
+renders you at once judge and executioner of your own cause,
+it would be difficult to adopt a course that would forever
+prevent your falling under the power of the law. Hatred is
+blind, rage carries you away; and he who pours out vengeance
+runs the risk of tasting a bitter draught."
+
+"Yes, if he be poor and inexperienced, not if he be rich and
+skilful; besides, the worst that could happen to him would
+be the punishment of which we have already spoken, and which
+the philanthropic French Revolution has substituted for
+being torn to pieces by horses or broken on the wheel. What
+matters this punishment, as long as he is avenged? On my
+word, I almost regret that in all probability this miserable
+Peppino will not be beheaded, as you might have had an
+opportunity then of seeing how short a time the punishment
+lasts, and whether it is worth even mentioning; but, really
+this is a most singular conversation for the Carnival,
+gentlemen; how did it arise? Ah, I recollect, you asked for
+a place at my window; you shall have it; but let us first
+sit down to table, for here comes the servant to inform us
+that breakfast is ready." As he spoke, a servant opened one
+of the four doors of the apartment, saying -- "Al suo
+commodo!" The two young men arose and entered the
+breakfast-room.
+
+During the meal, which was excellent, and admirably served,
+Franz looked repeatedly at Albert, in order to observe the
+impressions which he doubted not had been made on him by the
+words of their entertainer; but whether with his usual
+carelessness he had paid but little attention to him,
+whether the explanation of the Count of Monte Cristo with
+regard to duelling had satisfied him, or whether the events
+which Franz knew of had had their effect on him alone, he
+remarked that his companion did not pay the least regard to
+them, but on the contrary ate like a man who for the last
+four or five months had been condemned to partake of Italian
+cookery -- that is, the worst in the world. As for the
+count, he just touched the dishes; he seemed to fulfil the
+duties of a host by sitting down with his guests, and
+awaited their departure to be served with some strange or
+more delicate food. This brought back to Franz, in spite of
+himself, the recollection of the terror with which the count
+had inspired the Countess G---- , and her firm conviction
+that the man in the opposite box was a vampire. At the end
+of the breakfast Franz took out his watch. "Well," said the
+count, "what are you doing?"
+
+"You must excuse us, count," returned Franz, "but we have
+still much to do."
+
+"What may that be?"
+
+"We have no masks, and it is absolutely necessary to procure
+them."
+
+"Do not concern yourself about that; we have, I think, a
+private room in the Piazza del Popolo; I will have whatever
+costumes you choose brought to us, and you can dress there."
+
+"After the execution?" cried Franz.
+
+"Before or after, whichever you please."
+
+"Opposite the scaffold?"
+
+"The scaffold forms part of the fete."
+
+"Count, I have reflected on the matter," said Franz, "I
+thank you for your courtesy, but I shall content myself with
+accepting a place in your carriage and at your window at the
+Rospoli Palace, and I leave you at liberty to dispose of my
+place at the Piazza del Popolo."
+
+"But I warn you, you will lose a very curious sight,"
+returned the count.
+
+"You will describe it to me," replied Franz, "and the
+recital from your lips will make as great an impression on
+me as if I had witnessed it. I have more than once intended
+witnessing an execution, but I have never been able to make
+up my mind; and you, Albert?"
+
+"I," replied the viscount, -- "I saw Castaing executed, but
+I think I was rather intoxicated that day, for I had quitted
+college the same morning, and we had passed the previous
+night at a tavern."
+
+"Besides, it is no reason because you have not seen an
+execution at Paris, that you should not see one anywhere
+else; when you travel, it is to see everything. Think what a
+figure you will make when you are asked, `How do they
+execute at Rome?' and you reply, `I do not know'! And,
+besides, they say that the culprit is an infamous scoundrel,
+who killed with a log of wood a worthy canon who had brought
+him up like his own son. Diable, when a churchman is killed,
+it should be with a different weapon than a log, especially
+when he has behaved like a father. If you went to Spain,
+would you not see the bull-fight? Well, suppose it is a
+bull-fight you are going to see? Recollect the ancient
+Romans of the Circus, and the sports where they killed three
+hundred lions and a hundred men. Think of the eighty
+thousand applauding spectators, the sage matrons who took
+their daughters, and the charming Vestals who made with the
+thumb of their white hands the fatal sign that said, `Come,
+despatch the dying.'"
+
+"Shall you go, then, Albert?" asked Franz.
+
+"Ma foi, yes; like you, I hesitated, but the count's
+eloquence decides me."
+
+"Let us go, then," said Franz, "since you wish it; but on
+our way to the Piazza del Popolo, I wish to pass through the
+Corso. Is this possible, count?"
+
+"On foot, yes, in a carriage, no."
+
+"I will go on foot, then."
+
+"Is it important that you should go that way?"
+
+"Yes, there is something I wish to see."
+
+"Well, we will go by the Corso. We will send the carriage to
+wait for us on the Piazza del Popolo, by the Strada del
+Babuino, for I shall be glad to pass, myself, through the
+Corso, to see if some orders I have given have been
+executed."
+
+"Excellency," said a servant, opening the door, "a man in
+the dress of a penitent wishes to speak to you."
+
+"Ah, yes" returned the count, "I know who he is, gentlemen;
+will you return to the salon? you will find good cigars on
+the centre table. I will be with you directly." The young
+men rose and returned into the salon, while the count, again
+apologizing, left by another door. Albert, who was a great
+smoker, and who had considered it no small sacrifice to be
+deprived of the cigars of the Cafe de Paris, approached the
+table, and uttered a cry of joy at perceiving some veritable
+puros.
+
+"Well," asked Franz, "what think you of the Count of Monte
+Cristo?"
+
+"What do I think?" said Albert, evidently surprised at such
+a question from his companion; "I think he is a delightful
+fellow, who does the honors of his table admirably; who has
+travelled much, read much, is, like Brutus, of the Stoic
+school, and moreover," added he, sending a volume of smoke
+up towards the ceiling, "that he has excellent cigars." Such
+was Albert's opinion of the count, and as Franz well knew
+that Albert professed never to form an opinion except upon
+long reflection, he made no attempt to change it. "But,"
+said he, "did you observe one very singular thing?"
+
+"What?"
+
+"How attentively he looked at you."
+
+"At me?"
+
+"Yes." -- Albert reflected. "Ah," replied he, sighing, "that
+is not very surprising; I have been more than a year absent
+from Paris, and my clothes are of a most antiquated cut; the
+count takes me for a provincial. The first opportunity you
+have, undeceive him, I beg, and tell him I am nothing of the
+kind." Franz smiled; an instant after the count entered.
+
+"I am now quite at your service, gentlemen," said he. "The
+carriage is going one way to the Piazza del Popolo, and we
+will go another; and, if you please, by the Corso. Take some
+more of these cigars, M. de Morcerf."
+
+"With all my heart," returned Albert; "Italian cigars are
+horrible. When you come to Paris, I will return all this."
+
+"I will not refuse; I intend going there soon, and since you
+allow me, I will pay you a visit. Come, we have not any time
+to lose, it is half-past twelve -- let us set off." All
+three descended; the coachman received his master's orders,
+and drove down the Via del Babuino. While the three
+gentlemen walked along the Piazza de Spagni and the Via
+Frattina, which led directly between the Fiano and Rospoli
+palaces, Franz's attention was directed towards the windows
+of that last palace, for he had not forgotten the signal
+agreed upon between the man in the mantle and the
+Transtevere peasant. "Which are your windows?" asked he of
+the count, with as much indifference as he could assume.
+"The three last," returned he, with a negligence evidently
+unaffected, for he could not imagine with what intention the
+question was put. Franz glanced rapidly towards the three
+windows. The side windows were hung with yellow damask, and
+the centre one with white damask and a red cross. The man in
+the mantle had kept his promise to the Transteverin, and
+there could now be no doubt that he was the count. The three
+windows were still untenanted. Preparations were making on
+every side; chairs were placed, scaffolds were raised, and
+windows were hung with flags. The masks could not appear;
+the carriages could not move about; but the masks were
+visible behind the windows, the carriages, and the doors.
+
+Franz, Albert, and the count continued to descend the Corso.
+As they approached the Piazza del Popolo, the crowd became
+more dense, and above the heads of the multitude two objects
+were visible: the obelisk, surmounted by a cross, which
+marks the centre of the square, and in front of the obelisk,
+at the point where the three streets, del Babuino, del
+Corso, and di Ripetta, meet, the two uprights of the
+scaffold, between which glittered the curved knife of the
+mandaia. At the corner of the street they met the count's
+steward, who was awaiting his master. The window, let at an
+exorbitant price, which the count had doubtless wished to
+conceal from his guests, was on the second floor of the
+great palace, situated between the Via del Babuino and the
+Monte Pincio. It consisted, as we have said, of a small
+dressing-room, opening into a bedroom, and, when the door of
+communication was shut, the inmates were quite alone. On
+chairs were laid elegant masquerade costumes of blue and
+white satin. "As you left the choice of your costumes to
+me," said the count to the two friends, "I have had these
+brought, as they will be the most worn this year; and they
+are most suitable, on account of the confetti (sweetmeats),
+as they do not show the flour."
+
+Franz heard the words of the count but imperfectly, and he
+perhaps did not fully appreciate this new attention to their
+wishes; for he was wholly absorbed by the spectacle that the
+Piazza del Popolo presented, and by the terrible instrument
+that was in the centre. It was the first time Franz had ever
+seen a guillotine, -- we say guillotine, because the Roman
+mandaia is formed on almost the same model as the French
+instrument.* The knife, which is shaped like a crescent,
+that cuts with the convex side, falls from a less height,
+and that is all the difference. Two men, seated on the
+movable plank on which the victim is laid, were eating their
+breakfasts, while waiting for the criminal. Their repast
+consisted apparently of bread and sausages. One of them
+lifted the plank, took out a flask of wine, drank some, and
+then passed it to his companion. These two men were the
+executioner's assistants. At this sight Franz felt the
+perspiration start forth upon his brow. The prisoners,
+transported the previous evening from the Carcere Nuovo to
+the little church of Santa Maria del Popolo, had passed the
+night, each accompanied by two priests, in a chapel closed
+by a grating, before which were two sentinels, who were
+relieved at intervals. A double line of carbineers, placed
+on each side of the door of the church, reached to the
+scaffold, and formed a circle around it, leaving a path
+about ten feet wide, and around the guillotine a space of
+nearly a hundred feet. All the rest of the square was paved
+with heads. Many women held their infants on their
+shoulders, and thus the children had the best view. The
+Monte Pincio seemed a vast amphitheatre filled with
+spectators; the balconies of the two churches at the corner
+of the Via del Babuino and the Via di Ripetta were crammed;
+the steps even seemed a parti-colored sea, that was impelled
+towards the portico; every niche in the wall held its living
+statue. What the count said was true -- the most curious
+spectacle in life is that of death. And yet, instead of the
+silence and the solemnity demanded by the occasion, laughter
+and jests arose from the crowd. It was evident that the
+execution was, in the eyes of the people, only the
+commencement of the Carnival. Suddenly the tumult ceased, as
+if by magic, and the doors of the church opened. A
+brotherhood of penitents, clothed from head to foot in robes
+of gray sackcloth, with holes for the eyes, and holding in
+their hands lighted tapers, appeared first; the chief
+marched at the head. Behind the penitents came a man of vast
+stature and proportions. He was naked, with the exception of
+cloth drawers at the left side of which hung a large knife
+in a sheath, and he bore on his right shoulder a heavy iron
+sledge-hammer. This man was the executioner. He had,
+moreover, sandals bound on his feet by cords. Behind the
+executioner came, in the order in which they were to die,
+first Peppino and then Andrea. Each was accompanied by two
+priests. Neither had his eyes bandaged. Peppino walked with
+a firm step, doubtless aware of what awaited him. Andrea was
+supported by two priests. Each of them, from time to time,
+kissed the crucifix a confessor held out to them. At this
+sight alone Franz felt his legs tremble under him. He looked
+at Albert -- he was as white as his shirt, and mechanically
+cast away his cigar, although he had not half smoked it. The
+count alone seemed unmoved -- nay, more, a slight color
+seemed striving to rise in his pale cheeks. His nostrils
+dilated like those of a wild beast that scents its prey, and
+his lips, half opened, disclosed his white teeth, small and
+sharp like those of a jackal. And yet his features wore an
+expression of smiling tenderness, such as Franz had never
+before witnessed in them; his black eyes especially were
+full of kindness and pity. However, the two culprits
+advanced, and as they approached their faces became visible.
+Peppino was a handsome young man of four or five and twenty,
+bronzed by the sun; he carried his head erect, and seemed on
+the watch to see on which side his liberator would appear.
+Andrea was short and fat; his visage, marked with brutal
+cruelty, did not indicate age; he might be thirty. In prison
+he had suffered his beard to grow; his head fell on his
+shoulder, his legs bent beneath him, and his movements were
+apparently automatic and unconscious.
+
+* Dr. Guillotin got the idea of his famous machine from
+witnessing an execution in Italy.
+
+"I thought," said Franz to the count, "that you told me
+there would be but one execution."
+
+"I told you true," replied he coldly.
+
+"And yet here are two culprits."
+
+"Yes; but only one of these two is about to die; the other
+has many years to live."
+
+"If the pardon is to come, there is no time to lose."
+
+"And see, here it is," said the count. At the moment when
+Peppino reached the foot of the mandaia, a priest arrived in
+some haste, forced his way through the soldiers, and,
+advancing to the chief of the brotherhood, gave him a folded
+paper. The piercing eye of Peppino had noticed all. The
+chief took the paper, unfolded it, and, raising his hand,
+"Heaven be praised, and his holiness also," said he in a
+loud voice; "here is a pardon for one of the prisoners!"
+
+"A pardon!" cried the people with one voice -- "a pardon!"
+At this cry Andrea raised his head. "Pardon for whom?" cried
+he.
+
+Peppino remained breathless. "A pardon for Peppino, called
+Rocca Priori," said the principal friar. And he passed the
+paper to the officer commanding the carbineers, who read and
+returned it to him.
+
+"For Peppino!" cried Andrea, who seemed roused from the
+torpor in which he had been plunged. "Why for him and not
+for me? We ought to die together. I was promised he should
+die with me. You have no right to put me to death alone. I
+will not die alone -- I will not!" And he broke from the
+priests struggling and raving like a wild beast, and
+striving desperately to break the cords that bound his
+hands. The executioner made a sign, and his two assistants
+leaped from the scaffold and seized him. "What is going on?"
+asked Franz of the count; for, as all the talk was in the
+Roman dialect, he had not perfectly understood it. "Do you
+not see?" returned the count, "that this human creature who
+is about to die is furious that his fellow-sufferer does not
+perish with him? and, were he able, he would rather tear him
+to pieces with his teeth and nails than let him enjoy the
+life he himself is about to be deprived of. Oh, man, man --
+race of crocodiles," cried the count, extending his clinched
+hands towards the crowd, "how well do I recognize you there,
+and that at all times you are worthy of yourselves!"
+Meanwhile Andrea and the two executioners were struggling on
+the ground, and he kept exclaiming, "He ought to die! -- he
+shall die! -- I will not die alone!"
+
+"Look, look," cried the count. seizing the young men's hands
+-- "look, for on my soul it is curious. Here is a man who
+had resigned himself to his fate, who was going to the
+scaffold to die -- like a coward, it is true, but he was
+about to die without resistance. Do you know what gave him
+strength? -- do you know what consoled him? It was, that
+another partook of his punishment -- that another partook of
+his anguish -- that another was to die before him. Lead two
+sheep to the butcher's, two oxen to the slaughterhouse, and
+make one of them understand that his companion will not die;
+the sheep will bleat for pleasure, the ox will bellow with
+joy. But man -- man, whom God created in his own image --
+man, upon whom God has laid his first, his sole commandment,
+to love his neighbor -- man, to whom God has given a voice
+to express his thoughts -- what is his first cry when he
+hears his fellow-man is saved? A blasphemy. Honor to man,
+this masterpiece of nature, this king of the creation!" And
+the count burst into a laugh; a terrible laugh, that showed
+he must have suffered horribly to be able thus to laugh.
+However, the struggle still continued, and it was dreadful
+to witness. The people all took part against Andrea, and
+twenty thousand voices cried, "Put him to death! put him to
+death!" Franz sprang back, but the count seized his arm, and
+held him before the window. "What are you doing?" said he.
+"Do you pity him? If you heard the cry of `Mad dog!' you
+would take your gun -- you would unhesitatingly shoot the
+poor beast, who, after all, was only guilty of having been
+bitten by another dog. And yet you pity a man who, without
+being bitten by one of his race, has yet murdered his
+benefactor; and who, now unable to kill any one, because his
+hands are bound, wishes to see his companion in captivity
+perish. No, no -- look, look!"
+
+The command was needless. Franz was fascinated by the
+horribly spectacle. The two assistants had borne Andrea to
+the scaffold, and there, in spite of his struggles, his
+bites, and his cries, had forced him to his knees. During
+this time the executioner had raised his mace, and signed to
+them to get out of the way; the criminal strove to rise,
+but, ere he had time, the mace fell on his left temple. A
+dull and heavy sound was heard, and the man dropped like an
+ox on his face, and then turned over on his back. The
+executioner let fall his mace, drew his knife, and with one
+stroke opened his throat, and mounting on his stomach,
+stamped violently on it with his feet. At every stroke a jet
+of blood sprang from the wound.
+
+This time Franz could contain himself no longer, but sank,
+half fainting, into a seat. Albert, with his eyes closed,
+was standing grasping the window-curtains. The count was
+erect and triumphant, like the Avenging Angel!
+
+
+
+Chapter 36
+The Carnival at Rome.
+
+When Franz recovered his senses, he saw Albert drinking a
+glass of water, of which, to judge from his pallor, he stood
+in great need; and the count, who was assuming his
+masquerade costume. He glanced mechanically towards the
+square -- the scene was wholly changed; scaffold,
+executioners, victims, all had disappeared; only the people
+remained, full of noise and excitement. The bell of Monte
+Citorio, which only sounds on the pope's decease and the
+opening of the Carnival, was ringing a joyous peal. "Well,"
+asked he of the count, "what has, then, happened?"
+
+"Nothing," replied the count; "only, as you see, the
+Carnival his commenced. Make haste and dress yourself."
+
+"In fact," said Franz, "this horrible scene has passed away
+like a dream."
+
+"It is but a dream, a nightmare, that has disturbed you."
+
+"Yes, that I have suffered; but the culprit?"
+
+"That is a dream also; only he has remained asleep, while
+you have awakened; and who knows which of you is the most
+fortunate?"
+
+"But Peppino -- what has become of him?"
+
+"Peppino is a lad of sense, who, unlike most men, who are
+happy in proportion as they are noticed, was delighted to
+see that the general attention was directed towards his
+companion. He profited by this distraction to slip away
+among the crowd, without even thanking the worthy priests
+who accompanied him. Decidedly man is an ungrateful and
+egotistical animal. But dress yourself; see, M. de Morcerf
+sets you the example." Albert was drawing on the satin
+pantaloon over his black trousers and varnished boots.
+"Well, Albert," said Franz, "do you feel much inclined to
+join the revels? Come, answer frankly."
+
+"Ma foi, no," returned Albert. "But I am really glad to have
+seen such a sight; and I understand what the count said --
+that when you have once habituated yourself to a similar
+spectacle, it is the only one that causes you any emotion."
+
+"Without reflecting that this is the only moment in which
+you can study character," said the count; "on the steps of
+the scaffold death tears off the mask that has been worn
+through life, and the real visage is disclosed. It must be
+allowed that Andrea was not very handsome, the hideous
+scoundrel! Come, dress yourselves, gentlemen, dress
+yourselves." Franz felt it would be ridiculous not to follow
+his two companions' example. He assumed his costume, and
+fastened on the mask that scarcely equalled the pallor of
+his own face. Their toilet finished, they descended; the
+carriage awaited them at the door, filled with sweetmeats
+and bouquets. They fell into the line of carriages. It is
+difficult to form an idea of the perfect change that had
+taken place. Instead of the spectacle of gloomy and silent
+death, the Piazza del Popolo presented a spectacle of gay
+and noisy mirth and revelry. A crowd of masks flowed in from
+all sides, emerging from the doors, descending from the
+windows. From every street and every corner drove carriages
+filled with clowns, harlequins, dominoes, mummers,
+pantomimists, Transteverins, knights, and peasants,
+screaming, fighting, gesticulating, throwing eggs filled
+with flour, confetti, nosegays, attacking, with their
+sarcasms and their missiles, friends and foes, companions
+and strangers, indiscriminately, and no one took offence, or
+did anything but laugh. Franz and Albert were like men who,
+to drive away a violent sorrow, have recourse to wine, and
+who, as they drink and become intoxicated, feel a thick veil
+drawn between the past and the present. They saw, or rather
+continued to see, the image of what they had witnessed; but
+little by little the general vertigo seized them, and they
+felt themselves obliged to take part in the noise and
+confusion. A handful of confetti that came from a
+neighboring carriage, and which, while it covered Morcerf
+and his two companions with dust, pricked his neck and that
+portion of his face uncovered by his mask like a hundred
+pins, incited him to join in the general combat, in which
+all the masks around him were engaged. He rose in his turn,
+and seizing handfuls of confetti and sweetmeats, with which
+the carriage was filled, cast them with all the force and
+skill he was master of.
+
+The strife had fairly begun, and the recollection of what
+they had seen half an hour before was gradually effaced from
+the young men's minds, so much were they occupied by the gay
+and glittering procession they now beheld. As for the Count
+of Monte Cristo, he had never for an instant shown any
+appearance of having been moved. Imagine the large and
+splendid Corso, bordered from one end to the other with
+lofty palaces, with their balconies hung with carpets, and
+their windows with flags. At these balconies are three
+hundred thousand spectators -- Romans, Italians, strangers
+from all parts of the world, the united aristocracy of
+birth, wealth, and genius. Lovely women, yielding to the
+influence of the scene, bend over their balconies, or lean
+from their windows, and shower down confetti, which are
+returned by bouquets; the air seems darkened with the
+falling confetti and flying flowers. In the streets the
+lively crowd is dressed in the most fantastic costumes --
+gigantic cabbages walk gravely about, buffaloes' heads below
+from men's shoulders, dogs walk on their hind legs; in the
+midst of all this a mask is lifted, and, as in Callot's
+Temptation of St. Anthony, a lovely face is exhibited, which
+we would fain follow, but from which we are separated by
+troops of fiends. This will give a faint idea of the
+Carnival at Rome. At the second turn the Count stopped the
+carriage, and requested permission to withdraw, leaving the
+vehicle at their disposal. Franz looked up -- they were
+opposite the Rospoli Palace. At the centre window, the one
+hung with white damask with a red cross, was a blue domino,
+beneath which Franz's imagination easily pictured the
+beautiful Greek of the Argentina. "Gentlemen," said the
+count, springing out, "when you are tired of being actors,
+and wish to become spectators of this scene, you know you
+have places at my windows. In the meantime, dispose of my
+coachman, my carriage, and my servants." We have forgotten
+to mention, that the count's coachman was attired in a
+bear-skin, exactly resembling Odry's in "The Bear and the
+Pasha;" and the two footmen behind were dressed up as green
+monkeys, with spring masks, with which they made grimaces at
+every one who passed. Franz thanked the count for his
+attention. As for Albert, he was busily occupied throwing
+bouquets at a carriage full of Roman peasants that was
+passing near him. Unfortunately for him, the line of
+carriages moved on again, and while he descended the Piazza
+del Popolo, the other ascended towards the Palazzo di
+Venezia. "Ah, my dear fellow," said he to Franz; "you did
+not see?"
+
+"What?"
+
+"There, -- that calash filled with Roman peasants."
+
+"No."
+
+"Well, I am convinced they are all charming women."
+
+"How unfortunate that you were masked, Albert," said Franz;
+"here was an opportunity of making up for past
+disappointments."
+
+"Oh," replied he, half laughing, half serious; "I hope the
+Carnival will not pass without some amends in one shape or
+the other."
+
+But, in spite of Albert's hope, the day passed unmarked by
+any incident, excepting two or three encounters with the
+carriage full of Roman peasants. At one of these encounters,
+accidentally or purposely, Albert's mask fell off. He
+instantly rose and cast the remainder of the bouquets into
+the carriage. Doubtless one of the charming females Albert
+had detected beneath their coquettish disguise was touched
+by his gallantry; for, as the carriage of the two friends
+passed her, she threw a bunch of violets. Albert seized it,
+and as Franz had no reason to suppose it was meant for him,
+he suffered Albert to retain it. Albert placed it in his
+button-hole, and the carriage went triumphantly on.
+
+"Well," said Franz to him; "there is the beginning of an
+adventure."
+
+"Laugh if you please -- I really think so. So I will not
+abandon this bouquet."
+
+"Pardieu," returned Franz, laughing, "in token of your
+ingratitude." The jest, however, soon appeared to become
+earnest; for when Albert and Franz again encountered the
+carriage with the contadini, the one who had thrown the
+violets to Albert, clapped her hands when she beheld them in
+his button-hole. "Bravo, bravo," said Franz; "things go
+wonderfully. Shall I leave you? Perhaps you would prefer
+being alone?"
+
+"No," replied he; "I will not be caught like a fool at a
+first disclosure by a rendezvous under the clock, as they
+say at the opera-balls. If the fair peasant wishes to carry
+matters any further, we shall find her, or rather, she will
+find us to-morrow; then she will give me some sign or other,
+and I shall know what I have to do."
+
+"On my word," said Franz, "you are wise as Nestor and
+prudent as Ulysses, and your fair Circe must be very skilful
+or very powerful if she succeed in changing you into a beast
+of any kind." Albert was right; the fair unknown had
+resolved, doubtless, to carry the intrigue no farther; for
+although the young men made several more turns, they did not
+again see the calash, which had turned up one of the
+neighboring streets. Then they returned to the Rospoli
+Palace; but the count and the blue domino had also
+disappeared; the two windows, hung with yellow damask, were
+still occupied by the persons whom the count had invited. At
+this moment the same bell that had proclaimed the beginning
+of the mascherata sounded the retreat. The file on the Corso
+broke the line, and in a second all the carriages had
+disappeared. Franz and Albert were opposite the Via delle
+Maratte; the coachman, without saying a word, drove up it,
+passed along the Piazza di Spagni and the Rospoli Palace and
+stopped at the door of the hotel. Signor Pastrini came to
+the door to receive his guests. Franz hastened to inquire
+after the count, and to express regret that he had not
+returned in sufficient time; but Pastrini reassured him by
+saying that the Count of Monte Cristo had ordered a second
+carriage for himself, and that it had gone at four o'clock
+to fetch him from the Rospoli Palace. The count had,
+moreover, charged him to offer the two friends the key of
+his box at the Argentina. Franz questioned Albert as to his
+intentions; but Albert had great projects to put into
+execution before going to the theatre; and instead of making
+any answer, he inquired if Signor Pastrini could procure him
+a tailor. "A tailor," said the host; "and for what?"
+
+"To make us between now and to-morrow two Roman peasant
+costumes," returned Albert. The host shook his head. "To
+make you two costumes between now and to-morrow? I ask your
+excellencies' pardon, but this is quite a French demand; for
+the next week you will not find a single tailor who would
+consent to sew six buttons on a waistcoat if you paid him a
+crown a piece for each button."
+
+"Then I must give up the idea?"
+
+"No; we have them ready-made. Leave all to me; and
+to-morrow, when you awake, you shall find a collection of
+costumes with which you will be satisfied."
+
+"My dear Albert," said Franz, "leave all to our host; he has
+already proved himself full of resources; let us dine
+quietly, and afterwards go and see `The Algerian Captive.'"
+
+"Agreed," returned Albert; "but remember, Signor Pastrini,
+that both my friend and myself attach the greatest
+importance to having to-morrow the costumes we have asked
+for." The host again assured them they might rely on him,
+and that their wishes should be attended to; upon which
+Franz and Albert mounted to their apartments, and proceeded
+to disencumber themselves of their costumes. Albert, as he
+took off his dress, carefully preserved the bunch of
+violets; it was his token reserved for the morrow. The two
+friends sat down to table; but they could not refrain from
+remarking the difference between the Count of Monte Cristo's
+table and that of Signor Pastrini. Truth compelled Franz, in
+spite of the dislike he seemed to have taken to the count,
+to confess that the advantage was not on Pastrini's side.
+During dessert, the servant inquired at what time they
+wished for the carriage. Albert and Franz looked at each
+other, fearing really to abuse the count's kindness. The
+servant understood them. "His excellency the Count of Monte
+Cristo had," he said, "given positive orders that the
+carriage was to remain at their lordships' orders all day,
+and they could therefore dispose of it without fear of
+indiscretion."
+
+They resolved to profit by the count's courtesy, and ordered
+the horses to be harnessed, while they substituted evening
+dress for that which they had on, and which was somewhat the
+worse for the numerous combats they had sustained. This
+precaution taken, they went to the theatre, and installed
+themselves in the count's box. During the first act, the
+Countess G---- entered. Her first look was at the box where
+she had seen the count the previous evening, so that she
+perceived Franz and Albert in the place of the very person
+concerning whom she had expressed so strange an opinion to
+Franz. Her opera-glass was so fixedly directed towards them,
+that Franz saw it would be cruel not to satisfy her
+curiosity; and, availing himself of one of the privileges of
+the spectators of the Italian theatres, who use their boxes
+to hold receptions, the two friends went to pay their
+respects to the countess. Scarcely had they entered, when
+she motioned to Franz to assume the seat of honor. Albert,
+in his turn, sat behind.
+
+"Well," said she, hardly giving Franz time to sit down, "it
+seems you have nothing better to do than to make the
+acquaintance of this new Lord Ruthven, and you are already
+the best friends in the world."
+
+"Without being so far advanced as that, my dear countess,"
+returned Franz, "I cannot deny that we have abused his good
+nature all day."
+
+"All day?"
+
+"Yes; this morning we breakfasted with him; we rode in his
+carriage all day, and now we have taken possession of his
+box."
+
+"You know him, then?"
+
+"Yes, and no."
+
+"How so?"
+
+"It is a long story."
+
+'Tell it to me."
+
+"It would frighten you too much."
+
+"So much the more reason."
+
+"At least wait until the story has a conclusion."
+
+"Very well; I prefer complete histories; but tell me how you
+made his acquaintance? Did any one introduce you to him?"
+
+"No; it was he who introduced himself to us."
+
+"When?"
+
+"Last night, after we left you."
+
+"Through what medium?"
+
+"The very prosaic one of our landlord."
+
+"He is staying, then, at the Hotel de Londres with you?"
+
+"Not only in the same hotel, but on the same floor."
+
+"What is his name -- for, of course, you know?"
+
+"The Count of Monte Cristo."
+
+"That is not a family name?"
+
+"No, it is the name of the island he has purchased."
+
+"And he is a count?"
+
+"A Tuscan count."
+
+"Well, we must put up with that," said the countess, who was
+herself from one of the oldest Venetian families. "What sort
+of a man is he?"
+
+"Ask the Vicomte de Morcerf."
+
+"You hear, M. de Morcerf, I am referred to you," said the
+countess.
+
+"We should be very hard to please, madam," returned Albert,
+"did we not think him delightful. A friend of ten years'
+standing could not have done more for us, or with a more
+perfect courtesy."
+
+"Come," observed the countess, smiling, "I see my vampire is
+only some millionaire, who has taken the appearance of Lara
+in order to avoid being confounded with M. de Rothschild;
+and you have seen her?"
+
+"Her?"
+
+"The beautiful Greek of yesterday."
+
+"No; we heard, I think, the sound of her guzla, but she
+remained perfectly invisible."
+
+"When you say invisible," interrupted Albert, "it is only to
+keep up the mystery; for whom do you take the blue domino at
+the window with the white curtains?"
+
+"Where was this window with white hangings?" asked the
+countess.
+
+"At the Rospoli Palace."
+
+"The count had three windows at the Rospoli Palace?"
+
+"Yes. Did you pass through the Corso?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Well, did you notice two windows hung with yellow damask,
+and one with white damask with a red cross? Those were the
+count's windows?"
+
+"Why, he must be a nabob. Do you know what those three
+windows were worth?"
+
+"Two or three hundred Roman crowns?"
+
+"Two or three thousand."
+
+"The deuce."
+
+"Does his island produce him such a revenue?"
+
+"It does not bring him a baiocco."
+
+"Then why did he purchase it?"
+
+"For a whim."
+
+"He is an original, then?"
+
+"In reality," observed Albert, "he seemed to me somewhat
+eccentric; were he at Paris, and a frequenter of the
+theatres, I should say he was a poor devil literally mad.
+This morning he made two or three exits worthy of Didier or
+Anthony." At this moment a fresh visitor entered, and,
+according to custom, Franz gave up his seat to him. This
+circumstance had, moreover, the effect of changing the
+conversation; an hour afterwards the two friends returned to
+their hotel. Signor Pastrini had already set about procuring
+their disguises for the morrow; and he assured them that
+they would be perfectly satisfied. The next morning, at nine
+o'clock, he entered Franz's room, followed by a tailor, who
+had eight or ten Roman peasant costumes on his arm; they
+selected two exactly alike, and charged the tailor to sew on
+each of their hats about twenty yards of ribbon, and to
+procure them two of the long silk sashes of different colors
+with which the lower orders decorate themselves on
+fete-days. Albert was impatient to see how he looked in his
+new dress -- a jacket and breeches of blue velvet, silk
+stockings with clocks, shoes with buckles, and a silk
+waistcoat. This picturesque attire set him off to great
+advantage; and when he had bound the scarf around his waist,
+and when his hat, placed coquettishly on one side, let fall
+on his shoulder a stream of ribbons, Franz was forced to
+confess that costume has much to do with the physical
+superiority we accord to certain nations. The Turks used to
+be so picturesque with their long and flowing robes, but are
+they not now hideous with their blue frocks buttoned up to
+the chin, and their red caps, which make them look like a
+bottle of wine with a red seal? Franz complimented Albert,
+who looked at himself in the glass with an unequivocal smile
+of satisfaction. They were thus engaged when the Count of
+Monte Cristo entered.
+
+"Gentlemen," said he, "although a companion is agreeable,
+perfect freedom is sometimes still more agreeable. I come to
+say that to-day, and for the remainder of the Carnival, I
+leave the carriage entirely at your disposal. The host will
+tell you I have three or four more, so that you will not
+inconvenience me in any way. Make use of it, I pray you, for
+your pleasure or your business."
+
+The young men wished to decline, but they could find no good
+reason for refusing an offer which was so agreeable to them.
+The Count of Monte Cristo remained a quarter of an hour with
+them, conversing on all subjects with the greatest ease. He
+was, as we have already said, perfectly well acquainted with
+the literature of all countries. A glance at the walls of
+his salon proved to Franz and Albert that he was a
+connoisseur of pictures. A few words he let fall showed them
+that he was no stranger to the sciences, and he seemed much
+occupied with chemistry. The two friends did not venture to
+return the count the breakfast he had given them; it would
+have been too absurd to offer him in exchange for his
+excellent table the very inferior one of Signor Pastrini.
+They told him so frankly, and he received their excuses with
+the air of a man who appreciated their delicacy. Albert was
+charmed with the count's manners, and he was only prevented
+from recognizing him for a perfect gentleman by reason of
+his varied knowledge. The permission to do what he liked
+with the carriage pleased him above all, for the fair
+peasants had appeared in a most elegant carriage the
+preceding evening, and Albert was not sorry to be upon an
+equal footing with them. At half-past one they descended,
+the coachman and footman had put on their livery over their
+disguises, which gave them a more ridiculous appearance than
+ever, and which gained them the applause of Franz and
+Albert. Albert had fastened the faded bunch of violets to
+his button-hole. At the first sound of the bell they
+hastened into the Corso by the Via Vittoria. At the second
+turn, a bunch of fresh violets, thrown from a carriage
+filled with harlequins, indicated to Albert that, like
+himself and his friend, the peasants had changed their
+costume, also; and whether it was the result of chance, or
+whether a similar feeling had possessed them both, while he
+had changed his costume they had assumed his.
+
+Albert placed the fresh bouquet in his button-hole, but he
+kept the faded one in his hand; and when he again met the
+calash, he raised it to his lips, an action which seemed
+greatly to amuse not only the fair lady who had thrown it,
+but her joyous companions also. The day was as gay as the
+preceding one, perhaps even more animated and noisy; the
+count appeared for an instant at his window. but when they
+again passed he had disappeared. It is almost needless to
+say that the flirtation between Albert and the fair peasant
+continued all day. In the evening, on his return, Franz
+found a letter from the embassy, informing him that he would
+have the honor of being received by his holiness the next
+day. At each previous visit he had made to Rome, he had
+solicited and obtained the same favor; and incited as much
+by a religious feeling as by gratitude, he was unwilling to
+quit the capital of the Christian world without laying his
+respectful homage at the feet of one of St. Peter's
+successors who has set the rare example of all the virtues.
+He did not then think of the Carnival, for in spite of his
+condescension and touching kindness, one cannot incline
+one's self without awe before the venerable and noble old
+man called Gregory XVI. On his return from the Vatican,
+Franz carefully avoided the Corso; he brought away with him
+a treasure of pious thoughts, to which the mad gayety of the
+maskers would have been profanation. At ten minutes past
+five Albert entered overjoyed. The harlequin had reassumed
+her peasant's costume, and as she passed she raised her
+mask. She was charming. Franz congratulated Albert, who
+received his congratulations with the air of a man conscious
+that they are merited. He had recognized by certain
+unmistakable signs, that his fair incognita belonged to the
+aristocracy. He had made up his mind to write to her the
+next day. Franz remarked, while he gave these details, that
+Albert seemed to have something to ask of him, but that he
+was unwilling to ask it. He insisted upon it, declaring
+beforehand that he was willing to make any sacrifice the
+other wished. Albert let himself be pressed just as long as
+friendship required, and then avowed to Franz that he would
+do him a great favor by allowing him to occupy the carriage
+alone the next day. Albert attributed to Franz's absence the
+extreme kindness of the fair peasant in raising her mask.
+Franz was not sufficiently egotistical to stop Albert in the
+middle of an adventure that promised to prove so agreeable
+to his curiosity and so flattering to his vanity. He felt
+assured that the perfect indiscretion of his friend would
+duly inform him of all that happened; and as, during three
+years that he had travelled all over Italy, a similar piece
+of good fortune had never fallen to his share, Franz was by
+no means sorry to learn how to act on such an occasion. He
+therefore promised Albert that he would content himself the
+morrow with witnessing the Carnival from the windows of the
+Rospoli Palace.
+
+The next morning he saw Albert pass and repass, holding an
+enormous bouquet, which he doubtless meant to make the
+bearer of his amorous epistle. This belief was changed into
+certainty when Franz saw the bouquet (conspicuous by a
+circle of white camellias) in the hand of a charming
+harlequin dressed in rose-colored satin. The evening was no
+longer joy, but delirium. Albert nothing doubted but that
+the fair unknown would reply in the same manner. Franz
+anticipated his wishes by saying that the noise fatigued
+him, and that he should pass the next day in writing and
+looking over his journal. Albert was not deceived, for the
+next evening Franz saw him enter triumphantly shaking a
+folded paper which he held by one corner. "Well," said he,
+"was I mistaken?"
+
+"She has answered you!" cried Franz.
+
+"Read." This word was pronounced in a manner impossible to
+describe. Franz took the letter, and read: --
+
+Tuesday evening, at seven o'clock, descend from your
+carriage opposite the Via dei Pontefici, and follow the
+Roman peasant who snatches your torch from you. When you
+arrive at the first step of the church of San Giacomo, be
+sure to fasten a knot of rose-colored ribbons to the
+shoulder of your harlequin costume, in order that you may be
+recognized. Until then you will not see me.
+
+Constancy and Discretion.
+
+"Well," asked he, when Franz had finished, "what do you
+think of that?"
+
+"I think that the adventure is assuming a very agreeable
+appearance."
+
+"I think so, also," replied Albert; "and I very much fear
+you will go alone to the Duke of Bracciano's ball." Franz
+and Albert had received that morning an invitation from the
+celebrated Roman banker. "Take care, Albert," said Franz.
+"All the nobility of Rome will be present, and if your fair
+incognita belong to the higher class of society, she must go
+there."
+
+"Whether she goes there or not, my opinion is still the
+same," returned Albert. "You have read the letter?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"You know how imperfectly the women of the mezzo cito are
+educated in Italy?" (This is the name of the lower class.)
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Well, read the letter again. Look at the writing, and find
+if you can, any blemish in the language or orthography."
+(The writing was, in reality, charming, and the orthography
+irreproachable.) "You are born to good fortune," said Franz,
+as he returned the letter.
+
+"Laugh as much as you will," replied Albert, "I am in love."
+
+"You alarm me," cried Franz. "I see that I shall not only go
+alone to the Duke of Bracciano's, but also return to
+Florence alone."
+
+"If my unknown be as amiable as she is beautiful," said
+Albert, "I shall fix myself at Rome for six weeks, at least.
+I adore Rome, and I have always had a great taste for
+archaeology."
+
+"Come, two or three more such adventures, and I do not
+despair of seeing you a member of the Academy." Doubtless
+Albert was about to discuss seriously his right to the
+academic chair when they were informed that dinner was
+ready. Albert's love had not taken away his appetite. He
+hastened with Franz to seat himself, free to recommence the
+discussion after dinner. After dinner, the Count of Monte
+Cristo was announced. They had not seen him for two days.
+Signor Pastrini informed them that business had called him
+to Civita Vecchia. He had started the previous evening, and
+had only returned an hour since. He was charming. Whether he
+kept a watch over himself, or whether by accident he did not
+sound the acrimonious chords that in other circumstances had
+been touched, he was to-night like everybody else. The man
+was an enigma to Franz. The count must feel sure that Franz
+recognized him; and yet he had not let fall a single word
+indicating any previous acquaintance between them. On his
+side, however great Franz's desire was to allude to their
+former interview, the fear of being disagreeable to the man
+who had loaded him and his friend with kindness prevented
+him from mentioning it. The count had learned that the two
+friends had sent to secure a box at the Argentina Theatre,
+and were told they were all let. In consequence, he brought
+them the key of his own -- at least such was the apparent
+motive of his visit. Franz and Albert made some difficulty,
+alleging their fear of depriving him of it; but the count
+replied that, as he was going to the Palli Theatre, the box
+at the Argentina Theatre would he lost if they did not
+profit by it. This assurance determined the two friends to
+accept it.
+
+Franz had by degrees become accustomed to the count's
+pallor, which had so forcibly struck him at their first
+meeting. He could not refrain from admiring the severe
+beauty of his features, the only defect, or rather the
+principal quality of which was the pallor. Truly, a Byronic
+hero! Franz could not, we will not say see him, but even
+think of him without imagining his stern head upon Manfred's
+shoulders, or beneath Lara's helmet. His forehead was marked
+with the line that indicates the constant presence of bitter
+thoughts; he had the fiery eyes that seem to penetrate to
+the very soul, and the haughty and disdainful upper lip that
+gives to the words it utters a peculiar character that
+impresses them on the minds of those to whom they are
+addressed. The count was no longer young. He was at least
+forty; and yet it was easy to understand that he was formed
+to rule the young men with whom he associated at present.
+And, to complete his resemblance with the fantastic heroes
+of the English poet, the count seemed to have the power of
+fascination. Albert was constantly expatiating on their good
+fortune in meeting such a man. Franz was less enthusiastic;
+but the count exercised over him also the ascendency a
+strong mind always acquires over a mind less domineering. He
+thought several times of the project the count had of
+visiting Paris; and he had no doubt but that, with his
+eccentric character, his characteristic face, and his
+colossal fortune, he would produce a great effect there. And
+yet he did not wish to be at Paris when the count was there.
+The evening passed as evenings mostly pass at Italian
+theatres; that is, not in listening to the music, but in
+paying visits and conversing. The Countess G---- wished to
+revive the subject of the count, but Franz announced he had
+something far newer to tell her, and, in spite of Albert's
+demonstrations of false modesty, he informed the countess of
+the great event which had preoccupied them for the last
+three days. As similar intrigues are not uncommon in Italy,
+if we may credit travellers, the comtess did not manifest
+the least incredulity, but congratulated Albert on his
+success. They promised, upon separating, to meet at the Duke
+of Bracciano's ball, to which all Rome was invited. The
+heroine of the bouquet kept her word; she gave Albert no
+sign of her existence the morrow or the day after.
+
+At length Tuesday came, the last and most tumultuous day of
+the Carnival. On Tuesday, the theatres open at ten o'clock
+in the morning, as Lent begins after eight at night. On
+Tuesday, all those who through want of money, time, or
+enthusiasm, have not been to see the Carnival before, mingle
+in the gayety, and contribute to the noise and excitement.
+From two o'clock till five Franz and Albert followed in the
+fete, exchanging handfuls of confetti with the other
+carriages and the pedestrians, who crowded amongst the
+horses' feet and the carriage wheels without a single
+accident, a single dispute, or a single fight. The fetes are
+veritable pleasure days to the Italians. The author of this
+history, who has resided five or six years in Italy, does
+not recollect to have ever seen a ceremony interrupted by
+one of those events so common in other countries. Albert was
+triumphant in his harlequin costume. A knot of rose-colored
+ribbons fell from his shoulder almost to the ground. In
+order that there might be no confusion, Franz wore his
+peasant's costume.
+
+As the day advanced, the tumult became greater. There was
+not on the pavement, in the carriages, at the windows, a
+single tongue that was silent, a single arm that did not
+move. It was a human storm, made up of a thunder of cries,
+and a hail of sweetmeats, flowers, eggs, oranges, and
+nosegays. At three o'clock the sound of fireworks, let off
+on the Piazza del Popolo and the Piazza di Venezia (heard
+with difficulty amid the din and confusion) announced that
+the races were about to begin. The races, like the moccoli,
+are one of the episodes peculiar to the last days of the
+Carnival. At the sound of the fireworks the carriages
+instantly broke ranks, and retired by the adjacent streets.
+All these evolutions are executed with an inconceivable
+address and marvellous rapidity, without the police
+interfering in the matter. The pedestrians ranged themselves
+against the walls; then the trampling of horses and the
+clashing of steel were heard. A detachment of carbineers,
+fifteen abreast, galloped up the Corso in order to clear it
+for the barberi. When the detachment arrived at the Piazza
+di Venezia, a second volley of fireworks was discharged, to
+announce that the street was clear. Almost instantly, in the
+midst of a tremendous and general outcry, seven or eight
+horses, excited by the shouts of three hundred thousand
+spectators, passed by like lightning. Then the Castle of
+Saint Angelo fired three cannon to indicate that number
+three had won. Immediately, without any other signal, the
+carriages moved on, flowing on towards the Corso, down all
+the streets, like torrents pent up for a while, which again
+flow into the parent river; and the immense stream again
+continued its course between its two granite banks.
+
+A new source of noise and movement was added to the crowd.
+The sellers of moccoletti entered on the scene. The moccoli,
+or moccoletti, are candles which vary in size from the
+pascal taper to the rushlight, and which give to each actor
+in the great final scene of the Carnival two very serious
+problems to grapple with, -- first, how to keep his own
+moccoletto alight; and secondly, how to extinguish the
+moccoletti of others. The moccoletto is like life: man has
+found but one means of transmitting it, and that one comes
+from God. But he has discovered a thousand means of taking
+it away, and the devil has somewhat aided him. The
+moccoletto is kindled by approaching it to a light. But who
+can describe the thousand means of extinguishing the
+moccoletto? -- the gigantic bellows, the monstrous
+extinguishers, the superhuman fans. Every one hastened to
+purchase moccoletti -- Franz and Albert among the rest.
+
+The night was rapidly approaching; and already, at the cry
+of "Moccoletti!" repeated by the shrill voices of a thousand
+vendors, two or three stars began to burn among the crowd.
+It was a signal. At the end of ten minutes fifty thousand
+lights glittered, descending from the Palazzo di Venezia to
+the Piazza del Popolo, and mounting from the Piazzo del
+Popolo to the Palazzo di Venezia. It seemed like the fete of
+jack-o'-lanterns. It is impossible to form any idea of it
+without having seen it. Suppose that all the stars had
+descended from the sky and mingled in a wild dance on the
+face of the earth; the whole accompanied by cries that were
+never heard in any other part of the world. The facchino
+follows the prince, the Transteverin the citizen, every one
+blowing, extinguishing, relighting. Had old AEolus appeared
+at this moment, he would have been proclaimed king of the
+moccoli, and Aquilo the heir-presumptive to the throne. This
+battle of folly and flame continued for two hours; the Corso
+was light as day; the features of the spectators on the
+third and fourth stories were visible. Every five minutes
+Albert took out his watch; at length it pointed to seven.
+The two friends were in the Via dei Pontefici. Albert sprang
+out, bearing his moccoletto in his hand. Two or three masks
+strove to knock his moccoletto out of his hand; but Albert,
+a first-rate pugilist, sent them rolling in the street, one
+after the other, and continued his course towards the church
+of San Giacomo. The steps were crowded with masks, who
+strove to snatch each other's torches. Franz followed Albert
+with his eyes, and saw him mount the first step. Instantly a
+mask, wearing the well-known costume of a peasant woman,
+snatched his moccoletto from him without his offering any
+resistance. Franz was too far off to hear what they said;
+but, without doubt, nothing hostile passed, for he saw
+Albert disappear arm-in-arm with the peasant girl. He
+watched them pass through the crowd for some time, but at
+length he lost sight of them in the Via Macello. Suddenly
+the bell that gives the signal for the end of the carnival
+sounded, and at the same instant all the moccoletti were
+extinguished as if by enchantment. It seemed as though one
+immense blast of the wind had extinguished every one. Franz
+found himself in utter darkness. No sound was audible save
+that of the carriages that were carrying the maskers home;
+nothing was visible save a few lights that burnt behind the
+windows. The Carnival was over.
+
+
+
+Chapter 37
+The Catacombs of Saint Sebastian.
+
+In his whole life, perhaps, Franz had never before
+experienced so sudden an impression, so rapid a transition
+from gayety to sadness, as in this moment. It seemed as
+though Rome, under the magic breath of some demon of the
+night, had suddenly changed into a vast tomb. By a chance,
+which added yet more to the intensity of the darkness, the
+moon, which was on the wane, did not rise until eleven
+o'clock, and the streets which the young man traversed were
+plunged in the deepest obscurity. The distance was short,
+and at the end of ten minutes his carriage, or rather the
+count's, stopped before the Hotel de Londres. Dinner was
+waiting, but as Albert had told him that he should not
+return so soon, Franz sat down without him. Signor Pastrini,
+who had been accustomed to see them dine together, inquired
+into the cause of his absence, but Franz merely replied that
+Albert had received on the previous evening an invitation
+which he had accepted. The sudden extinction of the
+moccoletti, the darkness which had replaced the light, and
+the silence which had succeeded the turmoil, had left in
+Franz's mind a certain depression which was not free from
+uneasiness. He therefore dined very silently, in spite of
+the officious attention of his host, who presented himself
+two or three times to inquire if he wanted anything.
+
+Franz resolved to wait for Albert as late as possible. He
+ordered the carriage, therefore, for eleven o'clock,
+desiring Signor Pastrini to inform him the moment that
+Albert returned to the hotel. At eleven o'clock Albert had
+not come back. Franz dressed himself, and went out, telling
+his host that he was going to pass the night at the Duke of
+Bracciano's. The house of the Duke of Bracciano is one of
+the most delightful in Rome, the duchess, one of the last
+heiresses of the Colonnas, does its honors with the most
+consummate grace, and thus their fetes have a European
+celebrity. Franz and Albert had brought to Rome letters of
+introduction to them, and their first question on his
+arrival was to inquire the whereabouts of his travelling
+companion. Franz replied that he had left him at the moment
+they were about to extinguish the moccoli, and that he had
+lost sight of him in the Via Macello. "Then he has not
+returned?" said the duke.
+
+"I waited for him until this hour," replied Franz.
+
+"And do you know whither he went?"
+
+"No, not precisely; however, I think it was something very
+like a rendezvous."
+
+"Diavolo!" said the duke, "this is a bad day, or rather a
+bad night, to be out late; is it not, countess!" These words
+were addressed to the Countess G---- , who had just
+arrived, and was leaning on the arm of Signor Torlonia, the
+duke's brother.
+
+"I think, on the contrary, that it is a charming night,"
+replied the countess, "and those who are here will complain
+of but one thing -- its too rapid flight."
+
+"I am not speaking," said the duke with a smile, "of the
+persons who are here; the men run no other danger than that
+of falling in love with you, and the women of falling ill of
+jealousy at seeing you so lovely; I meant persons who were
+out in the streets of Rome."
+
+"Ah," asked the countess, "who is out in the streets of Rome
+at this hour, unless it be to go to a ball?"
+
+"Our friend, Albert de Morcerf, countess, whom I left in
+pursuit of his unknown about seven o'clock this evening,"
+said Franz, "and whom I have not seen since."
+
+"And don't you know where he is?"
+
+"Not at all."
+
+"Is he armed?"
+
+"He is in masquerade."
+
+"You should not have allowed him to go," said the duke to
+Franz; "you, who know Rome better than he does."
+
+"You might as well have tried to stop number three of the
+barberi, who gained the prize in the race to-day," replied
+Franz; "and then moreover, what could happen to him?"
+
+"Who can tell? The night is gloomy, and the Tiber is very
+near the Via Macello." Franz felt a shudder run through his
+veins at observing that the feeling of the duke and the
+countess was so much in unison with his own personal
+disquietude. "I informed them at the hotel that I had the
+honor of passing the night here, duke," said Franz, "and
+desired them to come and inform me of his return."
+
+"Ah," replied the duke, "here I think, is one of my servants
+who is seeking you."
+
+The duke was not mistaken; when he saw Franz, the servant
+came up to him. "Your excellency," he said, "the master of
+the Hotel de Londres has sent to let you know that a man is
+waiting for you with a letter from the Viscount of Morcerf."
+
+"A letter from the viscount!" exclaimed Franz.
+
+"Yes."
+
+"And who is the man?"
+
+"I do not know."
+
+"Why did he not bring it to me here?"
+
+"The messenger did not say."
+
+"And where is the messenger?"
+
+"He went away directly he saw me enter the ball-room to find
+you."
+
+"Oh," said the countess to Franz, "go with all speed -- poor
+young man! Perhaps some accident has happened to him."
+
+"I will hasten," replied Franz.
+
+"Shall we see you again to give us any information?"
+inquired the countess.
+
+"Yes, if it is not any serious affair, otherwise I cannot
+answer as to what I may do myself."
+
+"Be prudent, in any event," said the countess.
+
+"Oh, pray be assured of that." Franz took his hat and went
+away in haste. He had sent away his carriage with orders for
+it to fetch him at two o'clock; fortunately the Palazzo
+Bracciano, which is on one side in the Corso, and on the
+other in the Square of the Holy Apostles, is hardly ten
+minutes' walk from the Hotel de Londres. As he came near the
+hotel, Franz saw a man in the middle of the street. He had
+no doubt that it was the messenger from Albert. The man was
+wrapped up in a large cloak. He went up to him, but, to his
+extreme astonishment, the stranger first addressed him.
+"What wants your excellency of me?" inquired the man,
+retreating a step or two, as if to keep on his guard.
+
+"Are not you the person who brought me a letter," inquired
+Franz, "from the Viscount of Morcerf?"
+
+"Your excellency lodges at Pastrini's hotel?"
+
+"I do."
+
+"Your excellency is the travelling companion of the
+viscount?"
+
+"I am."
+
+"Your excellency's name" --
+
+"Is the Baron Franz d'Epinay."
+
+"Then it is to your excellency that this letter is
+addressed."
+
+"Is there any answer?" inquired Franz, taking the letter
+from him.
+
+"Yes -- your friend at least hopes so."
+
+"Come up-stairs with me, and I will give it to you."
+
+"I prefer waiting here," said the messenger, with a smile.
+
+"And why?"
+
+"Your excellency will know when you have read the letter."
+
+"Shall I find you here, then?"
+
+"Certainly."
+
+Franz entered the hotel. On the staircase he met Signor
+Pastrini. "Well?" said the landlord.
+
+"Well -- what?" responded Franz.
+
+"You have seen the man who desired to speak with you from
+your friend?" he asked of Franz.
+
+"Yes, I have seen him," he replied, "and he has handed this
+letter to me. Light the candles in my apartment, if you
+please." The inn-keeper gave orders to a servant to go
+before Franz with a light. The young man had found Signor
+Pastrini looking very much alarmed, and this had only made
+him the more anxious to read Albert's letter; and so he went
+instantly towards the waxlight, and unfolded it. It was
+written and signed by Albert. Franz read it twice before he
+could comprehend what it contained. It was thus worded: --
+
+My Dear Fellow, -- The moment you have received this, have
+the kindness to take the letter of credit from my
+pocket-book, which you will find in the square drawer of the
+secretary; add your own to it, if it be not sufficient. Run
+to Torlonia, draw from him instantly four thousand piastres,
+and give them to the bearer. It is urgent that I should have
+this money without delay. I do not say more, relying on you
+as you may rely on me. Your friend,
+
+Albert de Morcerf.
+
+P.S. -- I now believe in Italian banditti.
+
+Below these lines were written, in a strange hand, the
+following in Italian: --
+
+Se alle sei della mattina le quattro mile piastre non sono
+nelle mie mani, alla sette il conte Alberto avra cessato di
+vivere.
+
+Luigi Vampa.
+
+"If by six in the morning the four thousand piastres are not
+in my hands, by seven o'clock the Count Albert will have
+ceased to live."
+
+This second signature explained everything to Franz, who now
+understood the objection of the messenger to coming up into
+the apartment; the street was safer for him. Albert, then,
+had fallen into the hands of the famous bandit chief, in
+whose existence he had for so long a time refused to
+believe. There was no time to lose. He hastened to open the
+secretary, and found the pocket-book in the drawer, and in
+it the letter of credit. There were in all six thousand
+piastres, but of these six thousand Albert had already
+expended three thousand. As to Franz, he had no letter of
+credit, as he lived at Florence, and had only come to Rome
+to pass seven or eight days; he had brought but a hundred
+louis, and of these he had not more than fifty left. Thus
+seven or eight hundred piastres were wanting to them both to
+make up the sum that Albert required. True, he might in such
+a case rely on the kindness of Signor Torlonia. He was,
+therefore, about to return to the Palazzo Bracciano without
+loss of time, when suddenly a luminous idea crossed his
+mind. He remembered the Count of Monte Cristo. Franz was
+about to ring for Signor Pastrini, when that worthy
+presented himself. "My dear sir," he said, hastily, "do you
+know if the count is within?"
+
+"Yes, your excellency; he has this moment returned."
+
+"Is he in bed?"
+
+"I should say no."
+
+"Then ring at his door, if you please, and request him to be
+so kind as to give me an audience." Signor Pastrini did as
+he was desired, and returning five minutes after, he said,
+-- "The count awaits your excellency." Franz went along the
+corridor, and a servant introduced him to the count. He was
+in a small room which Franz had not yet seen, and which was
+surrounded with divans. The count came towards him. "Well,
+what good wind blows you hither at this hour?" said he;
+"have you come to sup with me? It would be very kind of
+you."
+
+"No; I have come to speak to you of a very serious matter."
+
+"A serious matter," said the count, looking at Franz with
+the earnestness usual to him; "and what may it be?"
+
+"Are we alone?"
+
+"Yes," replied the count, going to the door, and returning.
+Franz gave him Albert's letter. "Read that," he said. The
+count read it.
+
+"Well, well!" said he.
+
+"Did you see the postscript?"
+
+"I did, indeed.
+
+"`Se alle sei della mattina le quattro mile piastre non sono
+nelle mie mani, alla sette il conte Alberto avra cessato di
+vivere.
+
+"`Luigi Vampa.'"
+
+"What think you of that?" inquired Franz.
+
+"Have you the money he demands?"
+
+"Yes, all but eight hundred piastres." The count went to his
+secretary, opened it, and pulling out a drawer filled with
+gold, said to Franz, -- "I hope you will not offend me by
+applying to any one but myself."
+
+"You see, on the contrary, I come to you first and
+instantly," replied Franz.
+
+"And I thank you; have what you will; "and he made a sign to
+Franz to take what he pleased.
+
+"Is it absolutely necessary, then, to send the money to
+Luigi Vampa?" asked the young man, looking fixedly in his
+turn at the count.
+
+"Judge for yourself," replied he. "The postscript is
+explicit."
+
+"I think that if you would take the trouble of reflecting,
+you could find a way of simplifying the negotiation," said
+Franz.
+
+"How so?" returned the count, with surprise.
+
+"If we were to go together to Luigi Vampa, I am sure he
+would not refuse you Albert's freedom."
+
+"What influence can I possibly have over a bandit?"
+
+"Have you not just rendered him a service that can never be
+forgotten?"
+
+"What is that?"
+
+"Have you not saved Peppino's life?"
+
+"Well, well, said the count, "who told you that?"
+
+"No matter; I know it." The count knit his brows, and
+remained silent an instant. "And if I went to seek Vampa,
+would you accompany me?"
+
+"If my society would not be disagreeable."
+
+"Be it so. It is a lovely night, and a walk without Rome
+will do us both good."
+
+"Shall I take any arms?"
+
+"For what purpose?"
+
+"Any money?"
+
+"It is useless. Where is the man who brought the letter?"
+
+"In the street."
+
+"He awaits the answer?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"I must learn where we are going. I will summon him hither."
+
+"It is useless; he would not come up."
+
+"To your apartments, perhaps; but he will not make any
+difficulty at entering mine." The count went to the window
+of the apartment that looked on to the street, and whistled
+in a peculiar manner. The man in the mantle quitted the
+wall, and advanced into the middle of the street. "Salite!"
+said the count, in the same tone in which he would have
+given an order to his servant. The messenger obeyed without
+the least hesitation, but rather with alacrity, and,
+mounting the steps at a bound, entered the hotel; five
+seconds afterwards he was at the door of the room. "Ah, it
+is you, Peppino," said the count. But Peppino, instead of
+answering, threw himself on his knees, seized the count's
+hand, and covered it with kisses. "Ah," said the count, "you
+have, then, not forgotten that I saved your life; that is
+strange, for it is a week ago."
+
+"No, excellency; and never shall I forget it," returned
+Peppino, with an accent of profound gratitude.
+
+"Never? That is a long time; but it is something that you
+believe so. Rise and answer." Peppino glanced anxiously at
+Franz. "Oh, you may speak before his excellency," said he;
+"he is one of my friends. You allow me to give you this
+title?" continued the count in French, "it is necessary to
+excite this man's confidence."
+
+"You can speak before me," said Franz; "I am a friend of the
+count's."
+
+"Good!" returned Peppino. "I am ready to answer any
+questions your excellency may address to me."
+
+"How did the Viscount Albert fall into Luigi's hands?"
+
+"Excellency, the Frenchman's carriage passed several times
+the one in which was Teresa."
+
+"The chief's mistress?"
+
+"Yes. The Frenchman threw her a bouquet; Teresa returned it
+-- all this with the consent of the chief, who was in the
+carriage."
+
+"What?" cried Franz, "was Luigi Vampa in the carriage with
+the Roman peasants?"
+
+"It was he who drove, disguised as the coachman," replied
+Peppino.
+
+"Well?" said the count.
+
+"Well, then, the Frenchman took off his mask; Teresa, with
+the chief's consent, did the same. The Frenchman asked for a
+rendezvous; Teresa gave him one -- only, instead of Teresa,
+it was Beppo who was on the steps of the church of San
+Giacomo."
+
+"What!" exclaimed Franz, "the peasant girl who snatched his
+mocoletto from him" --
+
+"Was a lad of fifteen," replied Peppino. "But it was no
+disgrace to your friend to have been deceived; Beppo has
+taken in plenty of others."
+
+"And Beppo led him outside the walls?" said the count.
+
+"Exactly so; a carriage was waiting at the end of the Via
+Macello. Beppo got in, inviting the Frenchman to follow him,
+and he did not wait to be asked twice. He gallantly offered
+the right-hand seat to Beppo, and sat by him. Beppo told him
+he was going to take him to a villa a league from Rome; the
+Frenchman assured him he would follow him to the end of the
+world. The coachman went up the Via di Ripetta and the Porta
+San Paola; and when they were two hundred yards outside, as
+the Frenchman became somewhat too forward, Beppo put a brace
+of pistols to his head, the coachman pulled up and did the
+same. At the same time, four of the band, who were concealed
+on the banks of the Almo, surrounded the carriage. The
+Frenchman made some resistance, and nearly strangled Beppo;
+but he could not resist five armed men. and was forced to
+yield. They made him get out, walk along the banks of the
+river, and then brought him to Teresa and Luigi, who were
+waiting for him in the catacombs of St. Sebastian."
+
+"Well," said the count, turning towards Franz, "it seems to
+me that this is a very likely story. What do you say to it?"
+
+"Why, that I should think it very amusing," replied Franz,
+"if it had happened to any one but poor Albert."
+
+"And, in truth, if you had not found me here," said the
+count, "it might have proved a gallant adventure which would
+have cost your friend dear; but now, be assured, his alarm
+will be the only serious consequence."
+
+"And shall we go and find him?" inquired Franz.
+
+"Oh, decidedly, sir. He is in a very picturesque place -- do
+you know the catacombs of St. Sebastian?"
+
+"I was never in them; but I have often resolved to visit
+them."
+
+"Well, here is an opportunity made to your hand, and it
+would be difficult to contrive a better. Have you a
+carriage?"
+
+"No."
+
+"That is of no consequence; I always have one ready, day and
+night."
+
+"Always ready?"
+
+"Yes. I am a very capricious being, and I should tell you
+that sometimes when I rise, or after my dinner, or in the
+middle of the night, I resolve on starting for some
+particular point, and away I go." The count rang, and a
+footman appeared. "Order out the carriage," he said, "and
+remove the pistols which are in the holsters. You need not
+awaken the coachman; Ali will drive." In a very short time
+the noise of wheels was heard, and the carriage stopped at
+the door. The count took out his watch. "Half-past twelve,"
+he said. "We might start at five o'clock and be in time, but
+the delay may cause your friend to pass an uneasy night, and
+therefore we had better go with all speed to extricate him
+from the hands of the infidels. Are you still resolved to
+accompany me?"
+
+"More determined than ever."
+
+"Well, then, come along."
+
+Franz and the count went downstairs, accompanied by Peppino.
+At the door they found the carriage. Ali was on the box, in
+whom Franz recognized the dumb slave of the grotto of Monte
+Cristo. Franz and the count got into the carriage. Peppino
+placed himself beside Ali, and they set off at a rapid pace.
+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. These arcades opened
+on one side into the corridor where the count and Franz
+were, and on the other into a large square chamber, entirely
+surrounded by niches similar to those of which we have
+spoken. In the midst of this chamber were four stones, which
+had formerly served as an altar, as was evident from the
+cross which still surmounted them. A lamp, placed at the
+base of a pillar, lighted up with its pale and flickering
+flame the singular scene which presented itself to the eyes
+of the two visitors concealed in the shadow. A man was
+seated with his elbow leaning on the column, and was reading
+with his back turned to the arcades, through the openings of
+which the newcomers contemplated him. This was the chief of
+the band, Luigi Vampa. Around him, and in groups, according
+to their fancy, lying in their mantles, or with their backs
+against a sort of stone bench, which went all round the
+columbarium, were to be seen twenty brigands or more, each
+having his carbine within reach. At the other end, silent,
+scarcely visible, and like a shadow, was a sentinel, who was
+walking up and down before a grotto, which was only
+distinguishable because in that spot the darkness seemed
+more dense than elsewhere. When the count thought Franz had
+gazed sufficiently on this picturesque tableau, he raised
+his finger to his lips, to warn him to be silent, and,
+ascending the three steps which led to the corridor of the
+columbarium, entered the chamber by the middle arcade, and
+advanced towards Vampa, who was so intent on the book before
+him that he did not hear the noise of his footsteps.
+
+"Who comes there?" cried the sentinel, who was less
+abstracted, and who saw by the lamp-light a shadow
+approaching his chief. At this challenge, Vampa rose
+quickly, drawing at the same moment a pistol from his
+girdle. In a moment all the bandits were on their feet, and
+twenty carbines were levelled at the count. "Well," said he
+in a voice perfectly calm, and no muscle of his countenance
+disturbed, "well, my dear Vampa, it appears to me that you
+receive a friend with a great deal of ceremony."
+
+"Ground arms," exclaimed the chief, with an imperative sign
+of the hand, while with the other he took off his hat
+respectfully; then, turning to the singular personage who
+had caused this scene, he said, "Your pardon, your
+excellency, but I was so far from expecting the honor of a
+visit, that I did not really recognize you."
+
+"It seems that your memory is equally short in everything,
+Vampa," said the count, "and that not only do you forget
+people's faces, but also the conditions you make with them."
+
+"What conditions have I forgotten, your excellency?"
+inquired the bandit, with the air of a man who, having
+committed an error, is anxious to repair it.
+
+"Was it not agreed," asked the count, "that not only my
+person, but also that of my friends, should be respected by
+you?"
+
+"And how have I broken that treaty, your excellency?"
+
+"You have this evening carried off and conveyed hither the
+Vicomte Albert de Morcerf. Well," continued the count, in a
+tone that made Franz shudder, "this young gentleman is one
+of my friends -- this young gentleman lodges in the same
+hotel as myself -- this young gentleman has been up and down
+the Corso for eight hours in my private carriage, and yet, I
+repeat to you, you have carried him off, and conveyed him
+hither, and," added the count, taking the letter from his
+pocket, "you have set a ransom on him, as if he were an
+utter stranger."
+
+"Why did you not tell me all this -- you?" inquired the
+brigand chief, turning towards his men, who all retreated
+before his look. "Why have you caused me thus to fail in my
+word towards a gentleman like the count, who has all our
+lives in his hands? By heavens, if I thought one of you knew
+that the young gentleman was the friend of his excellency, I
+would blow his brains out with my own hand!"
+
+"Well," said the count, turning towards Franz, "I told you
+there was some mistake in this."
+
+"Are you not alone?" asked Vampa with uneasiness.
+
+"I am with the person to whom this letter was addressed, and
+to whom I desired to prove that Luigi Vampa was a man of his
+word. Come, your excellency," the count added, turning to
+Franz, "here is Luigi Vampa, who will himself express to you
+his deep regret at the mistake he has committed." Franz
+approached, the chief advancing several steps to meet him.
+"Welcome among us, your excellency," he said to him; "you
+heard what the count just said, and also my reply; let me
+add that I would not for the four thousand piastres at which
+I had fixed your friend's ransom, that this had happened."
+
+"But," said Franz, looking round him uneasily, "where is the
+Viscount? -- I do not see him."
+
+"Nothing has happened to him, I hope," said the count
+frowningly.
+
+"The prisoner is there," replied Vampa, pointing to the
+hollow space in front of which the bandit was on guard, "and
+I will go myself and tell him he is free." The chief went
+towards the place he had pointed out as Albert's prison, and
+Franz and the count followed him. "What is the prisoner
+doing?" inquired Vampa of the sentinel.
+
+"Ma foi, captain," replied the sentry, "I do not know; for
+the last hour I have not heard him stir."
+
+"Come in, your excellency," said Vampa. The count and Franz
+ascended seven or eight steps after the chief, who drew back
+a bolt and opened a door. Then, by the gleam of a lamp,
+similar to that which lighted the columbarium, Albert was to
+be seen wrapped up in a cloak which one of the bandits had
+lent him, lying in a corner in profound slumber. "Come,"
+said the count, smiling with his own peculiar smile, "not so
+bad for a man who is to be shot at seven o'clock to-morrow
+morning." Vampa looked at Albert with a kind of admiration;
+he was not insensible to such a proof of courage.
+
+"You are right, your excellency," he said; "this must be one
+of your friends." Then going to Albert, he touched him on
+the shoulder, saying, "Will your excellency please to
+awaken?" Albert stretched out his arms, rubbed his eyelids,
+and opened his eyes. "Oh," said he, "is it you, captain? You
+should have allowed me to sleep. I had such a delightful
+dream. I was dancing the galop at Torlonia's with the
+Countess G---- ." Then he drew his watch from his pocket,
+that he might see how time sped.
+
+"Half-past one only?" said he. "Why the devil do you rouse
+me at this hour?"
+
+"To tell you that you are free, your excellency."
+
+"My dear fellow," replied Albert, with perfect ease of mind,
+"remember, for the future, Napoleon's maxim, `Never awaken
+me but for bad news;' if you had let me sleep on, I should
+have finished my galop, and have been grateful to you all my
+life. So, then, they have paid my ransom?"
+
+"No, your excellency."
+
+"Well, then, how am I free?"
+
+"A person to whom I can refuse nothing has come to demand
+you."
+
+"Come hither?"
+
+"Yes, hither."
+
+"Really? Then that person is a most amiable person." Albert
+looked around and perceived Franz. "What," said he, "is it
+you, my dear Franz, whose devotion and friendship are thus
+displayed?"
+
+"No, not I," replied Franz, "but our neighbor, the Count of
+Monte Cristo."
+
+"Oh. my dear count." said Albert gayly, arranging his cravat
+and wristbands, "you are really most kind, and I hope you
+will consider me as under eternal obligations to you, in the
+first place for the carriage, and in the next for this
+visit," and he put out his hand to the Count, who shuddered
+as he gave his own, but who nevertheless did give it. The
+bandit gazed on this scene with amazement; he was evidently
+accustomed to see his prisoners tremble before him, and yet
+here was one whose gay temperament was not for a moment
+altered; as for Franz, he was enchanted at the way in which
+Albert had sustained the national honor in the presence of
+the bandit. "My dear Albert," he said, "if you will make
+haste, we shall yet have time to finish the night at
+Torlonia's. You may conclude your interrupted galop, so that
+you will owe no ill-will to Signor Luigi, who has, indeed,
+throughout this whole affair acted like a gentleman."
+
+"You are decidedly right, and we may reach the Palazzo by
+two o'clock. Signor Luigi," continued Albert, "is there any
+formality to fulfil before I take leave of your excellency?"
+
+"None, sir," replied the bandit, "you are as free as air."
+
+"Well, then, a happy and merry life to you. Come, gentlemen,
+come."
+
+And Albert, followed by Franz and the count, descended the
+staircase, crossed the square chamber, where stood all the
+bandits, hat in hand. "Peppino," said the brigand chief,
+"give me the torch."
+
+"What are you going to do?" inquired the count.
+
+"l will show you the way back myself," said the captain;
+"that is the least honor that I can render to your
+excellency." And taking the lighted torch from the hands of
+the herdsman, he preceded his guests, not as a servant who
+performs an act of civility, but like a king who precedes
+ambassadors. On reaching the door, he bowed. "And now, your
+excellency," added he, "allow me to repeat my apologies, and
+I hope you will not entertain any resentment at what has
+occurred."
+
+"No, my dear Vampa," replied the count; "besides, you
+compensate for your mistakes in so gentlemanly a way, that
+one almost feels obliged to you for having committed them."
+
+"Gentlemen," added the chief, turning towards the young men,
+"perhaps the offer may not appear very tempting to you; but
+if you should ever feel inclined to pay me a second visit,
+wherever I may be, you shall be welcome." Franz and Albert
+bowed. The count went out first, then Albert. Franz paused
+for a moment. "Has your excellency anything to ask me?" said
+Vampa with a smile.
+
+"Yes, I have," replied Franz; "I am curious to know what
+work you were perusing with so much attention as we
+entered."
+
+"Caesar's `Commentaries,'" said the bandit, "it is my
+favorite work."
+
+"Well, are you coming?" asked Albert.
+
+"Yes," replied Franz, "here I am," and he, in his turn, left
+the caves. They advanced to the plain. "Ah, your pardon,"
+said Albert, turning round; "will you allow me, captain?"
+And he lighted his cigar at Vampa's torch. "Now, my dear
+count," he said, "let us on with all the speed we may. I am
+enormously anxious to finish my night at the Duke of
+Bracciano's." They found the carriage where they had left
+it. The count said a word in Arabic to Ali, and the horses
+went on at great speed. It was just two o'clock by Albert's
+watch when the two friends entered into the dancing-room.
+Their return was quite an event, but as they entered
+together, all uneasiness on Albert's account ceased
+instantly. "Madame," said the Viscount of Morcerf, advancing
+towards the countess, "yesterday you were so condescending
+as to promise me a galop; I am rather late in claiming this
+gracious promise, but here is my friend, whose character for
+veracity you well know, and he will assure you the delay
+arose from no fault of mine." And as at this moment the
+orchestra gave the signal for the waltz, Albert put his arm
+round the waist of the countess, and disappeared with her in
+the whirl of dancers. In the meanwhile Franz was considering
+the singular shudder that had passed over the Count of Monte
+Cristo at the moment when he had been, in some sort, forced
+to give his hand to Albert.
+
+
+
+Chapter 38
+The Compact.
+
+The first words that Albert uttered to his friend, on the
+following morning, contained a request that Franz would
+accompany him on a visit to the count; true, the young man
+had warmly and energetically thanked the count on the
+previous evening; but services such as he had rendered could
+never be too often acknowledged. Franz, who seemed attracted
+by some invisible influence towards the count, in which
+terror was strangely mingled, felt an extreme reluctance to
+permit his friend to be exposed alone to the singular
+fascination that this mysterious personage seemed to
+exercise over him, and therefore made no objection to
+Albert's request, but at once accompanied him to the desired
+spot, and, after a short delay, the count joined them in the
+salon. "My dear count," said Albert, advancing to meet him,
+"permit me to repeat the poor thanks I offered last night,
+and to assure you that the remembrance of all I owe to you
+will never be effaced from my memory; believe me, as long as
+I live, I shall never cease to dwell with grateful
+recollection on the prompt and important service you
+rendered me; and also to remember that to you I am indebted
+even for my life."
+
+"My very good friend and excellent neighbor," replied the
+count, with a smile, "you really exaggerate my trifling
+exertions. You owe me nothing but some trifle of 20,000
+francs, which you have been saved out of your travelling
+expenses, so that there is not much of a score between us;
+-- but you must really permit me to congratulate you on the
+ease and unconcern with which you resigned yourself to your
+fate, and the perfect indifference you manifested as to the
+turn events might take."
+
+"Upon my word," said Albert, "I deserve no credit for what I
+could not help, namely, a determination to take everything
+as I found it, and to let those bandits see, that although
+men get into troublesome scrapes all over the world, there
+is no nation but the French that can smile even in the face
+of grim Death himself. All that, however, has nothing to do
+with my obligations to you, and I now come to ask you
+whether, in my own person, my family, or connections, I can
+in any way serve you? My father, the Comte de Morcerf,
+although of Spanish origin, possesses considerable
+influence, both at the court of France and Madrid, and I
+unhesitatingly place the best services of myself, and all to
+whom my life is dear, at your disposal."
+
+"Monsieur de Morcerf," replied the count, "your offer, far
+from surprising me, is precisely what I expected from you,
+and I accept it in the same spirit of hearty sincerity with
+which it is made; -- nay, I will go still further, and say
+that I had previously made up my mind to ask a great favor
+at your hands."
+
+"Oh, pray name it."
+
+"I am wholly a stranger to Paris -- it is a city I have
+never yet seen."
+
+"Is it possible," exclaimed Albert, "that you have reached
+your present age without visiting the finest capital in the
+world? I can scarcely credit it."
+
+"Nevertheless, it is quite true; still, I agree with you in
+thinking that my present ignorance of the first city in
+Europe is a reproach to me in every way, and calls for
+immediate correction; but, in all probability, I should have
+performed so important, so necessary a duty, as that of
+making myself acquainted with the wonders and beauties of
+your justly celebrated capital, had I known any person who
+would have introduced me into the fashionable world, but
+unfortunately I possessed no acquaintance there, and, of
+necessity, was compelled to abandon the idea."
+
+"So distinguished an individual as yourself," cried Albert,
+"could scarcely have required an introduction."
+
+"You are most kind; but as regards myself, I can find no
+merit I possess, save that, as a millionaire, I might have
+become a partner in the speculations of M. Aguado and M.
+Rothschild; but as my motive in travelling to your capital
+would not have been for the pleasure of dabbling in stocks,
+I stayed away till some favorable chance should present
+itself of carrying my wish into execution. Your offer,
+however, smooths all difficulties, and I have only to ask
+you, my dear M. de Morcerf" (these words were accompanied by
+a most peculiar smile), "whether you undertake, upon my
+arrival in France, to open to me the doors of that
+fashionable world of which I know no more than a Huron or a
+native of Cochin-China?"
+
+"Oh, that I do, and with infinite pleasure," answered
+Albert; "and so much the more readily as a letter received
+this morning from my father summons me to Paris, in
+consequence of a treaty of marriage (my dear Franz, do not
+smile, I beg of you) with a family of high standing, and
+connected with the very cream of Parisian society."
+
+"Connected by marriage, you mean," said Franz, laughingly.
+
+"Well, never mind how it is," answered Albert, "it comes to
+the same thing in the end. Perhaps by the time you return to
+Paris, I shall be quite a sober, staid father of a family! A
+most edifying representative I shall make of all the
+domestic virtues -- don't you think so? But as regards your
+wish to visit our fine city, my dear count, I can only say
+that you may command me and mine to any extent you please."
+
+"Then it is settled," said the count, "and I give you my
+solemn assurance that I only waited an opportunity like the
+present to realize plans that I have long meditated." Franz
+did not doubt that these plans were the same concerning
+which the count had dropped a few words in the grotto of
+Monte Cristo, and while the Count was speaking the young man
+watched him closely, hoping to read something of his purpose
+in his face, but his countenance was inscrutable especially
+when, as in the present case, it was veiled in a sphinx-like
+smile. "But tell me now, count," exclaimed Albert, delighted
+at the idea of having to chaperon so distinguished a person
+as Monte Cristo; "tell me truly whether you are in earnest,
+or if this project of visiting Paris is merely one of the
+chimerical and uncertain air castles of which we make so
+many in the course of our lives, but which, like a house
+built on the sand, is liable to be blown over by the first
+puff of wind?"
+
+"I pledge you my honor," returned the count, "that I mean to
+do as I have said; both inclination and positive necessity
+compel me to visit Paris."
+
+"When do you propose going thither?"
+
+"Have you made up your mind when you shall be there
+yourself?"
+
+"Certainly I have; in a fortnight or three weeks' time, that
+is to say, as fast as I can get there!"
+
+"Nay," said the Count; "I will give you three months ere I
+join you; you see I make an ample allowance for all delays
+and difficulties.
+
+"And in three months' time," said Albert, "you will be at my
+house?"
+
+"Shall we make a positive appointment for a particular day
+and hour?" inquired the count; "only let me warn you that I
+am proverbial for my punctilious exactitude in keeping my
+engagements."
+
+"Day for day, hour for hour," said Albert; "that will suit
+me to a dot."
+
+"So be it, then," replied the count, and extending his hand
+towards a calendar, suspended near the chimney-piece, he
+said, "to-day is the 21st of February;" and drawing out his
+watch, added, "it is exactly half-past ten o'clock. Now
+promise me to remember this, and expect me the 21st of May
+at the same hour in the forenoon."
+
+"Capital," exclaimed Albert; "your breakfast shall be
+waiting."
+
+"Where do you live?"
+
+"No. 27, Rue du Helder."
+
+"Have you bachelor's apartments there? I hope my coming will
+not put you to any inconvenience."
+
+"I reside in my father's house, but occupy a pavilion at the
+farther side of the court-yard, entirely separated from the
+main building."
+
+"Quite sufficient," replied the count, as, taking out his
+tablets, he wrote down "No. 27, Rue du Helder, 21st May,
+half-past ten in the morning."
+
+"Now then," said the count, returning his tablets to his
+pocket, "make yourself perfectly easy; the hand of your
+time-piece will not be more accurate in marking the time
+than myself."
+
+"Shall I see you again ere my departure?" asked Albert.
+
+"That depends; when do you leave?"
+
+"To-morrow evening, at five o'clock."
+
+"In that case I must say adieu to you, as I am compelled to
+go to Naples, and shall not return hither before Saturday
+evening or Sunday morning. And you, baron," pursued the
+count, addressing Franz, "do you also depart to-morrow?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"For France?"
+
+"No, for Venice; I shall remain in Italy for another year or
+two."
+
+"Then we shall not meet in Paris?"
+
+"I fear I shall not have that honor."
+
+"Well, since we must part," said the count, holding out a
+hand to each of the young men, "allow me to wish you both a
+safe and pleasant journey." It was the first time the hand
+of Franz had come in contact with that of the mysterious
+individual before him, and unconsciously he shuddered at its
+touch, for it felt cold and icy as that of a corpse. "Let us
+understand each other," said Albert; "it is agreed -- is it
+not? -- that you are to be at No. 27, in the Rue du Helder,
+on the 21st of May, at half-past ten in the morning, and
+your word of honor passed for your punctuality?"
+
+"The 21st of May, at half-past ten in the morning, Rue du
+Helder, No. 27," replied the Count. The young men then rose,
+and bowing to the count, quitted the room. "What is the
+matter?" asked Albert of Franz, when they had returned to
+their own apartments; "you seem more than commonly
+thoughtful."
+
+"I will confess to you, Albert," replied Franz, "the count
+is a very singular person, and the appointment you have made
+to meet him in Paris fills me with a thousand
+apprehensions."
+
+"My dear fellow," exclaimed Albert, "what can there possibly
+be in that to excite uneasiness? Why, you must have lost
+your senses."
+
+"Whether I am in my senses or not," answered Franz, "that is
+the way I feel."
+
+"Listen to me, Franz," said Albert; "I am glad that the
+occasion has presented itself for saying this to you, for I
+have noticed how cold you are in your bearing towards the
+count, while he, on the other hand, has always been courtesy
+itself to us. Have you anything particular against him?"
+
+"Possibly."
+
+"Did you ever meet him previously to coming hither?"
+
+"I have."
+
+"And where?"
+
+"Will you promise me not to repeat a single word of what I
+am about to tell you?"
+
+"I promise."
+
+"Upon your honor?"
+
+"Upon my honor."
+
+"Then listen to me." Franz then related to his friend the
+history of his excursion to the Island of Monte Cristo and
+of his finding a party of smugglers there, and the two
+Corsican bandits with them. He dwelt with considerable force
+and energy on the almost magical hospitality he had received
+from the count, and the magnificence of his entertainment in
+the grotto of the "Thousand and One Nights." He recounted,
+with circumstantial exactitude, all the particulars of the
+supper, the hashish, the statues, the dream, and how, at his
+awakening, there remained no proof or trace of all these
+events, save the small yacht, seen in the distant horizon
+driving under full sail toward Porto-Vecchio. Then he
+detailed the conversation overheard by him at the Colosseum,
+between the count and Vampa, in which the count had promised
+to obtain the release of the bandit Peppino, -- an
+engagement which, as our readers are aware, he most
+faithfully fulfilled. At last he arrived at the adventure of
+the preceding night, and the embarrassment in which he found
+himself placed by not having sufficient cash by six or seven
+hundred piastres to make up the sum required, and finally of
+his application to the count and the picturesque and
+satisfactory result that followed. Albert listened with the
+most profound attention. "Well," said he, when Franz had
+concluded, "what do you find to object to in all you have
+related? The count is fond of travelling, and, being rich,
+possesses a vessel of his own. Go but to Portsmouth or
+Southampton, and you will find the harbors crowded with the
+yachts belonging to such of the English as can afford the
+expense, and have the same liking for this amusement. Now,
+by way of having a resting-place during his excursions,
+avoiding the wretched cookery -- which has been trying its
+best to poison me during the last four months, while you
+have manfully resisted its effects for as many years, -- and
+obtaining a bed on which it is possible to slumber, Monte
+Cristo has furnished for himself a temporary abode where you
+first found him; but, to prevent the possibility of the
+Tuscan government taking a fancy to his enchanted palace,
+and thereby depriving him of the advantages naturally
+expected from so large an outlay of capital, he has wisely
+enough purchased the island, and taken its name. Just ask
+yourself, my good fellow, whether there are not many persons
+of our acquaintance who assume the names of lands and
+properties they never in their lives were masters of?"
+
+"But," said Franz, "the Corsican bandits that were among the
+crew of his vessel?"
+
+"Why, really the thing seems to me simple enough. Nobody
+knows better than yourself that the bandits of Corsica are
+not rogues or thieves, but purely and simply fugitives,
+driven by some sinister motive from their native town or
+village, and that their fellowship involves no disgrace or
+stigma; for my own part, I protest that, should I ever go to
+Corsica, my first visit, ere even I presented myself to the
+mayor or prefect, should be to the bandits of Colomba, if I
+could only manage to find them; for, on my conscience, they
+are a race of men I admire greatly."
+
+"Still," persisted Franz, "I suppose you will allow that
+such men as Vampa and his band are regular villains, who
+have no other motive than plunder when they seize your
+person. How do you explain the influence the count evidently
+possessed over those ruffians?"
+
+"My good friend, as in all probability I own my present
+safety to that influence, it would ill become me to search
+too closely into its source; therefore, instead of
+condemning him for his intimacy with outlaws, you must give
+me leave to excuse any little irregularity there may be in
+such a connection; not altogether for preserving my life,
+for my own idea was that it never was in much danger, but
+certainly for saving me 4,000 piastres, which, being
+translated, means neither more nor less than 24,000 livres
+of our money -- a sum at which, most assuredly, I should
+never have been estimated in France, proving most
+indisputably," added Albert with a laugh, "that no prophet
+is honored in his own country."
+
+"Talking of countries," replied Franz, "of what country is
+the count, what is his native tongue, whence does he derive
+his immense fortune, and what were those events of his early
+life -- a life as marvellous as unknown -- that have
+tinctured his succeeding years with so dark and gloomy a
+misanthropy? Certainly these are questions that, in your
+place, I should like to have answered."
+
+"My dear Franz," replied Albert, "when, upon receipt of my
+letter, you found the necessity of asking the count's
+assistance, you promptly went to him, saying, `My friend
+Albert de Morcerf is in danger; help me to deliver him.' Was
+not that nearly what you said?"
+
+"It was."
+
+"Well, then, did he ask you, `Who is M. Albert de Morcerf?
+how does he come by his name -- his fortune? what are his
+means of existence? what is his birthplace! of what country
+is he a native?' Tell me, did he put all these questions to
+you?"
+
+"I confess he asked me none."
+
+"No; he merely came and freed me from the hands of Signor
+Vampa, where, I can assure you, in spite of all my outward
+appearance of ease and unconcern, I did not very
+particularly care to remain. Now, then, Franz, when, for
+services so promptly and unhesitatingly rendered, he but
+asks me in return to do for him what is done daily for any
+Russian prince or Italian nobleman who may pass through
+Paris -- merely to introduce him into society -- would you
+have me refuse? My good fellow, you must have lost your
+senses to think it possible I could act with such
+cold-blooded policy." And this time it must be confessed
+that, contrary to the usual state of affairs in discussions
+between the young men, the effective arguments were all on
+Albert's side.
+
+"Well," said Franz with a sigh, "do as you please my dear
+viscount, for your arguments are beyond my powers of
+refutation. Still, in spite of all, you must admit that this
+Count of Monte Cristo is a most singular personage."
+
+"He is a philanthropist," answered the other; "and no doubt
+his motive in visiting Paris is to compete for the Monthyon
+prize, given, as you are aware, to whoever shall be proved
+to have most materially advanced the interests of virtue and
+humanity. If my vote and interest can obtain it for him, I
+will readily give him the one and promise the other. And
+now, my dear Franz, let us talk of something else. Come,
+shall we take our luncheon, and then pay a last visit to St.
+Peter's?" Franz silently assented; and the following
+afternoon, at half-past five o'clock, the young men parted.
+Albert de Morcerf to return to Paris, and Franz d'Epinay to
+pass a fortnight at Venice. But, ere he entered his
+travelling carriage, Albert, fearing that his expected guest
+might forget the engagement he had entered into, placed in
+the care of a waiter at the hotel a card to be delivered to
+the Count of Monte Cristo, on which, beneath the name of
+Vicomte Albert de Morcerf, he had written in pencil -- "27,
+Rue du Helder, on the 21st May, half-past ten A.M."
+
+
+
+Chapter 39
+The Guests.
+
+In the house in the Rue du Helder, where Albert had invited
+the Count of Monte Cristo, everything was being prepared on
+the morning of the 21st of May to do honor to the occasion.
+Albert de Morcerf inhabited a pavilion situated at the
+corner of a large court, and directly opposite another
+building, in which were the servants' apartments. Two
+windows only of the pavilion faced the street; three other
+windows looked into the court, and two at the back into the
+garden. Between the court and the garden, built in the heavy
+style of the imperial architecture, was the large and
+fashionable dwelling of the Count and Countess of Morcerf. A
+high wall surrounded the whole of the hotel, surmounted at
+intervals by vases filled with flowers, and broken in the
+centre by a large gate of gilded iron, which served as the
+carriage entrance. A small door, close to the lodge of the
+concierge, gave ingress and egress to the servants and
+masters when they were on foot.
+
+It was easy to discover that the delicate care of a mother,
+unwilling to part from her son, and yet aware that a young
+man of the viscount's age required the full exercise of his
+liberty, had chosen this habitation for Albert. There were
+not lacking, however, evidences of what we may call the
+intelligent egoism of a youth who is charmed with the
+indolent, careless life of an only son, and who lives as it
+were in a gilded cage. By means of the two windows looking
+into the street, Albert could see all that passed; the sight
+of what is going on is necessary to young men, who always
+want to see the world traverse their horizon, even if that
+horizon is only a public thoroughfare. Then, should anything
+appear to merit a more minute examination, Albert de Morcerf
+could follow up his researches by means of a small gate,
+similar to that close to the concierge's door, and which
+merits a particular description. It was a little entrance
+that seemed never to have been opened since the house was
+built, so entirely was it covered with dust and dirt; but
+the well-oiled hinges and locks told quite another story.
+This door was a mockery to the concierge, from whose
+vigilance and jurisdiction it was free, and, like that
+famous portal in the "Arabian Nights," opening at the
+"Sesame" of Ali Baba, it was wont to swing backward at a
+cabalistic word or a concerted tap from without from the
+sweetest voices or whitest fingers in the world. At the end
+of a long corridor, with which the door communicated, and
+which formed the ante-chamber, was, on the right, Albert's
+breakfast-room, looking into the court, and on the left the
+salon, looking into the garden. Shrubs and creeping plants
+covered the windows, and hid from the garden and court these
+two apartments, the only rooms into which, as they were on
+the ground-floor, the prying eyes of the curious could
+penetrate. On the floor above were similar rooms, with the
+addition of a third, formed out of the ante-chamber; these
+three rooms were a salon, a boudoir, and a bedroom. The
+salon down-stairs was only an Algerian divan, for the use of
+smokers. The boudoir up-stairs communicated with the
+bed-chamber by an invisible door on the staircase; it was
+evident that every precaution had been taken. Above this
+floor was a large atelier, which had been increased in size
+by pulling down the partitions -- a pandemonium, in which
+the artist and the dandy strove for preeminence. There were
+collected and piled up all Albert's successive caprices,
+hunting-horns, bass-viols, flutes -- a whole orchestra, for
+Albert had had not a taste but a fancy for music; easels,
+palettes, brushes, pencils -- for music had been succeeded
+by painting; foils, boxing-gloves, broadswords, and
+single-sticks -- for, following the example of the
+fashionable young men of the time, Albert de Morcerf
+cultivated, with far more perseverance than music and
+drawing, the three arts that complete a dandy's education,
+i.e., fencing, boxing, and single-stick; and it was here
+that he received Grisier, Cook, and Charles Leboucher. The
+rest of the furniture of this privileged apartment consisted
+of old cabinets, filled with Chinese porcelain and Japanese
+vases, Lucca della Robbia faience, and Palissy platters; of
+old arm-chairs, in which perhaps had sat Henry IV. or Sully,
+Louis XIII. or Richelieu -- for two of these arm-chairs,
+adorned with a carved shield, on which were engraved the
+fleur-de-lis of France on an azure field evidently came from
+the Louvre, or, at least, some royal residence. Over these
+dark and sombre chairs were thrown splendid stuffs, dyed
+beneath Persia's sun, or woven by the fingers of the women
+of Calcutta or of Chandernagor. What these stuffs did there,
+it was impossible to say; they awaited, while gratifying the
+eyes, a destination unknown to their owner himself; in the
+meantime they filled the place with their golden and silky
+reflections. In the centre of the room was a Roller and
+Blanchet "baby grand" piano in rosewood, but holding the
+potentialities of an orchestra in its narrow and sonorous
+cavity, and groaning beneath the weight of the
+chefs-d'oeuvre of Beethoven, Weber, Mozart, Haydn, Gretry,
+and Porpora. On the walls, over the doors, on the ceiling,
+were swords, daggers, Malay creeses, maces, battle-axes;
+gilded, damasked, and inlaid suits of armor; dried plants,
+minerals, and stuffed birds, their flame-colored wings
+outspread in motionless flight, and their beaks forever
+open. This was Albert's favorite lounging place.
+
+However, the morning of the appointment, the young man had
+established himself in the small salon down-stairs. There,
+on a table, surrounded at some distance by a large and
+luxurious divan, every species of tobacco known, -- from the
+yellow tobacco of Petersburg to the black of Sinai, and so
+on along the scale from Maryland and Porto-Rico, to Latakia,
+-- was exposed in pots of crackled earthenware of which the
+Dutch are so fond; beside them, in boxes of fragrant wood,
+were ranged, according to their size and quality, pueros,
+regalias, havanas, and manillas; and, in an open cabinet, a
+collection of German pipes, of chibouques, with their amber
+mouth-pieces ornamented with coral, and of narghiles, with
+their long tubes of morocco, awaiting the caprice or the
+sympathy of the smokers. Albert had himself presided at the
+arrangement, or, rather, the symmetrical derangement, which,
+after coffee, the guests at a breakfast of modern days love
+to contemplate through the vapor that escapes from their
+mouths, and ascends in long and fanciful wreaths to the
+ceiling. At a quarter to ten, a valet entered; he composed,
+with a little groom named John, and who only spoke English,
+all Albert's establishment, although the cook of the hotel
+was always at his service, and on great occasions the
+count's chasseur also. This valet, whose name was Germain,
+and who enjoyed the entire confidence of his young master,
+held in one hand a number of papers, and in the other a
+packet of letters, which he gave to Albert. Albert glanced
+carelessly at the different missives, selected two written
+in a small and delicate hand, and enclosed in scented
+envelopes, opened them and perused their contents with some
+attention. "How did these letters come?" said he.
+
+"One by the post, Madame Danglars' footman left the other."
+
+"Let Madame Danglars know that I accept the place she offers
+me in her box. Wait; then, during the day, tell Rosa that
+when I leave the Opera I will sup with her as she wishes.
+Take her six bottles of different wine -- Cyprus, sherry,
+and Malaga, and a barrel of Ostend oysters; get them at
+Borel's, and be sure you say they are for me."
+
+"At what o'clock, sir, do you breakfast?"
+
+"What time is it now?"
+
+"A quarter to ten."
+
+"Very well, at half past ten. Debray will, perhaps, be
+obliged to go to the minister -- and besides" (Albert looked
+at his tablets), "it is the hour I told the count, 21st May,
+at half past ten; and though I do not much rely upon his
+promise, I wish to be punctual. Is the countess up yet?"
+
+"If you wish, I will inquire."
+
+"Yes, ask her for one of her liqueur cellarets, mine is
+incomplete; and tell her I shall have the honor of seeing
+her about three o'clock, and that I request permission to
+introduce some one to her." The valet left the room. Albert
+threw himself on the divan, tore off the cover of two or
+three of the papers, looked at the theatre announcements,
+made a face seeing they gave an opera, and not a ballet;
+hunted vainly amongst the advertisements for a new
+tooth-powder of which he had heard, and threw down, one
+after the other, the three leading papers of Paris,
+muttering, "These papers become more and more stupid every
+day." A moment after, a carriage stopped before the door,
+and the servant announced M. Lucien Debray. A tall young
+man, with light hair, clear gray eyes, and thin and
+compressed lips, dressed in a blue coat with beautifully
+carved gold buttons, a white neckcloth, and a tortoiseshell
+eye-glass suspended by a silken thread, and which, by an
+effort of the superciliary and zygomatic muscles, he fixed
+in his eye, entered, with a half-official air, without
+smiling or speaking. "Good-morning, Lucien, good-morning,"
+said Albert; "your punctuality really alarms me. What do I
+say? punctuality! You, whom I expected last, you arrive at
+five minutes to ten, when the time fixed was half-past! Has
+the ministry resigned?"
+
+"No, my dear fellow," returned the young man, seating
+himself on the divan; "reassure yourself; we are tottering
+always, but we never fall, and I begin to believe that we
+shall pass into a state of immobility, and then the affairs
+of the Peninsula will completely consolidate us."
+
+"Ah, true; you drive Don Carlos out of Spain."
+
+"No, no, my dear fellow, do not confound our plans. We take
+him to the other side of the French frontier, and offer him
+hospitality at Bourges."
+
+"At Bourges?"
+
+"Yes, he has not much to complain of; Bourges is the capital
+of Charles VII. Do you not know that all Paris knew it
+yesterday, and the day before it had already transpired on
+the Bourse, and M. Danglars (I do not know by what means
+that man contrives to obtain intelligence as soon as we do)
+made a million!"
+
+"And you another order, for I see you have a blue ribbon at
+your button-hole."
+
+"Yes; they sent me the order of Charles III.," returned
+Debray, carelessly.
+
+"Come, do not affect indifference, but confess you were
+pleased to have it."
+
+"Oh, it is very well as a finish to the toilet. It looks
+very neat on a black coat buttoned up."
+
+"And makes you resemble the Prince of Wales or the Duke of
+Reichstadt."
+
+"It is for that reason you see me so early."
+
+"Because you have the order of Charles III., and you wish to
+announce the good news to me?"
+
+"No, because I passed the night writing letters, -- five and
+twenty despatches. I returned home at daybreak, and strove
+to sleep; but my head ached and I got up to have a ride for
+an hour. At the Bois de Boulogne, ennui and hunger attacked
+me at once, -- two enemies who rarely accompany each other,
+and who are yet leagued against me, a sort of
+Carlo-republican alliance. I then recollected you gave a
+breakfast this morning, and here I am. I am hungry, feed me;
+I am bored, amuse me."
+
+"It is my duty as your host," returned Albert, ringing the
+bell, while Lucien turned over, with his gold-mounted cane,
+the papers that lay on the table. "Germain, a glass of
+sherry and a biscuit. In the meantime. my dear Lucien, here
+are cigars -- contraband, of course -- try them, and
+persuade the minister to sell us such instead of poisoning
+us with cabbage leaves."
+
+"Peste, I will do nothing of the kind; the moment they come
+from government you would find them execrable. Besides, that
+does not concern the home but the financial department.
+Address yourself to M. Humann, section of the indirect
+contributions, corridor A., No. 26."
+
+"On my word," said Albert, "you astonish me by the extent of
+your knowledge. Take a cigar."
+
+"Really, my dear Albert," replied Lucien, lighting a manilla
+at a rose-colored taper that burnt in a be beautifully
+enamelled stand -- "how happy you are to have nothing to do.
+You do not know your own good fortune!"
+
+"And what would you do, my dear diplomatist," replied
+Morcerf, with a slight degree of irony in his voice, "if you
+did nothing? What? private secretary to a minister, plunged
+at once into European cabals and Parisian intrigues; having
+kings, and, better still, queens, to protect, parties to
+unite, elections to direct; making more use of your cabinet
+with your pen and your telegraph than Napoleon did of his
+battle-fields with his sword and his victories; possessing
+five and twenty thousand francs a year, besides your place;
+a horse, for which Chateau-Renaud offered you four hundred
+louis, and which you would not part with; a tailor who never
+disappoints you; with the opera, the jockey-club, and other
+diversions, can you not amuse yourself? Well, I will amuse
+you."
+
+"How?"
+
+"By introducing to you a new acquaintance."
+
+"A man or a woman?"
+
+"A man."
+
+"I know so many men already."
+
+"But you do not know this man."
+
+"Where does he come from -- the end of the world?"
+
+"Farther still, perhaps."
+
+"The deuce! I hope he does not bring our breakfast with
+him."
+
+"Oh, no; our breakfast comes from my father's kitchen. Are
+you hungry?"
+
+"Humiliating as such a confession is, I am. But I dined at
+M. de Villefort's, and lawyers always give you very bad
+dinners. You would think they felt some remorse; did you
+ever remark that?"
+
+"Ah, depreciate other persons' dinners; you ministers give
+such splendid ones."
+
+"Yes; but we do not invite people of fashion. If we were not
+forced to entertain a parcel of country boobies because they
+think and vote with us, we should never dream of dining at
+home, I assure you."
+
+"Well, take another glass of sherry and another biscuit."
+
+"Willingly. Your Spanish wine is excellent. You see we were
+quite right to pacify that country."
+
+"Yes; but Don Carlos?"
+
+"Well, Don Carlos will drink Bordeaux, and in ten years we
+will marry his son to the little queen."
+
+"You will then obtain the Golden Fleece, if you are still in
+the ministry."
+
+"I think, Albert, you have adopted the system of feeding me
+on smoke this morning."
+
+"Well, you must allow it is the best thing for the stomach;
+but I hear Beauchamp in the next room; you can dispute
+together, and that will pass away the time."
+
+"About what?"
+
+"About the papers."
+
+"My dear friend," said Lucien with an air of sovereign
+contempt, "do I ever read the papers?"
+
+"Then you will dispute the more."
+
+"M. Beauchamp," announced the servant. "Come in, come in,"
+said Albert, rising and advancing to meet the young man.
+"Here is Debray, who detests you without reading you, so he
+says."
+
+"He is quite right," returned Beauchamp; "for I criticise
+him without knowing what he does. Good-day, commander!"
+
+"Ah, you know that already," said the private secretary,
+smiling and shaking hands with him.
+
+"Pardieu?"
+
+"And what do they say of it in the world?"
+
+"In which world? we have so many worlds in the year of grace
+1838."
+
+"In the entire political world, of which you are one of the
+leaders."
+
+"They say that it is quite fair, and that sowing so much
+red, you ought to reap a little blue."
+
+"Come, come, that is not bad!" said Lucien. "Why do you not
+join our party, my dear Beauchamp? With your talents you
+would make your fortune in three or four years."
+
+"I only await one thing before following your advice; that
+is, a minister who will hold office for six months. My dear
+Albert, one word, for I must give poor Lucien a respite. Do
+we breakfast or dine? I must go to the Chamber, for our life
+is not an idle one."
+
+"You only breakfast; I await two persons, and the instant
+they arrive we shall sit down to table."
+
+
+
+Chapter 40
+The Breakfast.
+
+"And what sort of persons do you expect to breakfast?" said
+Beauchamp.
+
+"A gentleman, and a diplomatist."
+
+"Then we shall have to wait two hours for the gentleman, and
+three for the diplomatist. I shall come back to dessert;
+keep me some strawberries, coffee, and cigars. I shall take
+a cutlet on my way to the Chamber."
+
+"Do not do anything of the sort; for were the gentleman a
+Montmorency, and the diplomatist a Metternich, we will
+breakfast at eleven; in the meantime, follow Debray's
+example, and take a glass of sherry and a biscuit."
+
+"Be it so; I will stay; I must do something to distract my
+thoughts."
+
+"You are like Debray, and yet it seems to me that when the
+minister is out of spirits, the opposition ought to be
+joyous."
+
+"Ah, you do not know with what I am threatened. I shall hear
+this morning that M. Danglars make a speech at the Chamber
+of Deputies, and at his wife's this evening I shall hear the
+tragedy of a peer of France. The devil take the
+constitutional government, and since we had our choice, as
+they say, at least, how could we choose that?"
+
+"I understand; you must lay in a stock of hilarity."
+
+"Do not run down M. Danglars' speeches," said Debray; "he
+votes for you, for he belongs to the opposition."
+
+"Pardieu, that is exactly the worst of all. I am waiting
+until you send him to speak at the Luxembourg, to laugh at
+my ease."
+
+"My dear friend," said Albert to Beauchamp, "it is plain
+that the affairs of Spain are settled, for you are most
+desperately out of humor this morning. Recollect that
+Parisian gossip has spoken of a marriage between myself and
+Mlle. Eugenie Danglars; I cannot in conscience, therefore,
+let you run down the speeches of a man who will one day say
+to me, `Vicomte, you know I give my daughter two millions.'"
+
+"Ah, this marriage will never take place," said Beauchamp.
+"The king has made him a baron, and can make him a peer, but
+he cannot make him a gentleman, and the Count of Morcerf is
+too aristocratic to consent, for the paltry sum of two
+million francs, to a mesalliance. The Viscount of Morcerf
+can only wed a marchioness."
+
+"But two million francs make a nice little sum," replied
+Morcerf.
+
+"It is the social capital of a theatre on the boulevard, or
+a railroad from the Jardin des Plantes to La Rapee."
+
+"Never mind what he says, Morcerf," said Debray, "do you
+marry her. You marry a money-bag label, it is true; well,
+but what does that matter? It is better to have a blazon
+less and a figure more on it. You have seven martlets on
+your arms; give three to your wife, and you will still have
+four; that is one more than M. de Guise had, who so nearly
+became King of France, and whose cousin was Emperor of
+Germany."
+
+"On my word, I think you are right, Lucien," said Albert
+absently.
+
+"To be sure; besides, every millionaire is as noble as a
+bastard -- that is, he can be."
+
+"Do not say that, Debray," returned Beauchamp, laughing,
+"for here is Chateau-Renaud, who, to cure you of your mania
+for paradoxes, will pass the sword of Renaud de Montauban,
+his ancestor, through your body."
+
+"He will sully it then," returned Lucien; "for I am low --
+very low."
+
+"Oh, heavens," cried Beauchamp, "the minister quotes
+Beranger, what shall we come to next?"
+
+"M. de Chateau-Renaud -- M. Maximilian Morrel," said the
+servant, announcing two fresh guests.
+
+"Now, then, to breakfast," said Beauchamp; "for, if I
+remember, you told me you only expected two persons,
+Albert."
+
+"Morrel," muttered Albert -- "Morrel -- who is he?" But
+before he had finished, M. de Chateau-Renaud, a handsome
+young man of thirty, gentleman all over, -- that is, with
+the figure of a Guiche and the wit of a Mortemart, -- took
+Albert's hand. "My dear Albert," said he, "let me introduce
+to you M. Maximilian Morrel, captain of Spahis, my friend;
+and what is more -- however the man speaks for himself ---my
+preserver. Salute my hero, viscount." And he stepped on one
+side to give place to a young man of refined and dignified
+bearing, with large and open brow, piercing eyes, and black
+mustache, whom our readers have already seen at Marseilles,
+under circumstances sufficiently dramatic not to be
+forgotten. A rich uniform, half French, half Oriental, set
+off his graceful and stalwart figure, and his broad chest
+was decorated with the order of the Legion of Honor. The
+young officer bowed with easy and elegant politeness.
+"Monsieur," said Albert with affectionate courtesy, "the
+count of Chateau-Renaud knew how much pleasure this
+introduction would give me; you are his friend, be ours
+also."
+
+"Well said," interrupted Chateau-Renaud; "and pray that, if
+you should ever be in a similar predicament, he may do as
+much for you as he did for me."
+
+"What has he done?" asked Albert.
+
+"Oh, nothing worth speaking of," said Morrel; "M. de
+Chateau-Renaud exaggerates."
+
+"Not worth speaking of?" cried Chateau-Renaud; "life is not
+worth speaking of! -- that is rather too philosophical, on
+my word, Morrel. It is very well for you, who risk your life
+every day, but for me, who only did so once" --
+
+"We gather from all this, baron, that Captain Morrel saved
+your life."
+
+"Exactly so."
+
+"On what occasion?" asked Beauchamp.
+
+"Beauchamp, my good fellow, you know I am starving," said
+Debray: "do not set him off on some long story."
+
+"Well, I do not prevent your sitting down to table," replied
+Beauchamp, "Chateau-Renaud can tell us while we eat our
+breakfast."
+
+"Gentlemen," said Morcerf, "it is only a quarter past ten,
+and I expect some one else."
+
+"Ah, true, a diplomatist!" observed Debray.
+
+"Diplomat or not, I don't know; I only know that he charged
+himself on my account with a mission, which he terminated so
+entirely to my satisfaction, that had I been king, I should
+have instantly created him knight of all my orders, even had
+I been able to offer him the Golden Fleece and the Garter."
+
+"Well, since we are not to sit down to table," said Debray,
+"take a glass of sherry, and tell us all about it."
+
+"You all know that I had the fancy of going to Africa."
+
+"It is a road your ancestors have traced for you," said
+Albert gallantly.
+
+"Yes? but I doubt that your object was like theirs -- to
+rescue the Holy Sepulchre."
+
+"You are quite right, Beauchamp," observed the young
+aristocrat. "It was only to fight as an amateur. I cannot
+bear duelling since two seconds, whom I had chosen to
+arrange an affair, forced me to break the arm of one of my
+best friends, one whom you all know -- poor Franz d'Epinay."
+
+"Ah, true," said Debray, "you did fight some time ago; about
+what?"
+
+"The devil take me, if I remember," returned Chateau-Renaud.
+"But I recollect perfectly one thing, that, being unwilling
+to let such talents as mine sleep, I wished to try upon the
+Arabs the new pistols that had been given to me. In
+consequence I embarked for Oran, and went from thence to
+Constantine, where I arrived just in time to witness the
+raising of the siege. I retreated with the rest, for eight
+and forty hours. I endured the rain during the day, and the
+cold during the night tolerably well, but the third morning
+my horse died of cold. Poor brute -- accustomed to be
+covered up and to have a stove in the stable, the Arabian
+finds himself unable to bear ten degrees of cold in Arabia."
+
+"That's why you want to purchase my English horse," said
+Debray, "you think he will bear the cold better."
+
+"You are mistaken, for I have made a vow never to return to
+Africa."
+
+"You were very much frightened, then?" asked Beauchamp.
+
+"Well, yes, and I had good reason to be so," replied
+Chateau-Renaud. "I was retreating on foot, for my horse was
+dead. Six Arabs came up, full gallop, to cut off my head. I
+shot two with my double-barrelled gun, and two more with my
+pistols, but I was then disarmed, and two were still left;
+one seized me by the hair (that is why I now wear it so
+short, for no one knows what may happen), the other swung a
+yataghan, and I already felt the cold steel on my neck, when
+this gentleman whom you see here charged them, shot the one
+who held me by the hair, and cleft the skull of the other
+with his sabre. He had assigned himself the task of saving a
+man's life that day; chance caused that man to be myself.
+When I am rich I will order a statue of Chance from Klagmann
+or Marochetti."
+
+"Yes," said Morrel, smiling, "it was the 5th of September,
+the anniversary of the day on which my father was
+miraculously preserved; therefore, as far as it lies in my
+power, I endeavor to celebrate it by some" --
+
+"Heroic action," interrupted Chateau-Renaud. "I was chosen.
+But that is not all -- after rescuing me from the sword, he
+rescued me from the cold, not by sharing his cloak with me,
+like St. Martin, but by giving me the whole; then from
+hunger by sharing with me -- guess what?"
+
+"A Strasbourg pie?" asked Beauchamp.
+
+"No, his horse; of which we each of us ate a slice with a
+hearty appetite. It was very hard."
+
+"The horse?" said Morcerf, laughing.
+
+"No, the sacrifice," returned Chateau-Renaud; "ask Debray if
+he would sacrifice his English steed for a stranger?"
+
+"Not for a stranger," said Debray, "but for a friend I
+might, perhaps."
+
+"I divined that you would become mine, count," replied
+Morrel; "besides, as I had the honor to tell you, heroism or
+not, sacrifice or not, that day I owed an offering to bad
+fortune in recompense for the favors good fortune had on
+other days granted to us."
+
+"The history to which M. Morrel alludes," continued
+Chateau-Renaud, "is an admirable one, which he will tell you
+some day when you are better acquainted with him; to-day let
+us fill our stomachs, and not our memories. What time do you
+breakfast, Albert?"
+
+"At half-past ten."
+
+"Precisely?" asked Debray, taking out his watch.
+
+"Oh, you will give me five minutes' grace," replied Morcerf,
+"for I also expect a preserver."
+
+"Of whom?"
+
+"Of myself," cried Morcerf; "parbleu, do you think I cannot
+be saved as well as any one else, and that there are only
+Arabs who cut off heads? Our breakfast is a philanthropic
+one, and we shall have at table -- at least, I hope so --
+two benefactors of humanity."
+
+"What shall we do?" said Debray; "we have only one Monthyon
+prize."
+
+"Well, it will be given to some one who has done nothing to
+deserve it," said Beauchamp; "that is the way the Academy
+mostly escapes from the dilemma."
+
+"And where does he come from?" asked Debray. "You have
+already answered the question once, but so vaguely that I
+venture to put it a second time."
+
+"Really," said Albert, "I do not know; when I invited him
+three months ago, he was then at Rome, but since that time
+who knows where he may have gone?"
+
+"And you think him capable of being exact?" demanded Debray.
+
+"I think him capable of everything."
+
+"Well, with the five minutes' grace, we have only ten left."
+
+"I will profit by them to tell you something about my
+guest."
+
+"I beg pardon," interrupted Beauchamp; "are there any
+materials for an article in what you are going to tell us?"
+
+"Yes, and for a most curious one."
+
+"Go on, then, for I see I shall not get to the Chamber this
+morning, and I must make up for it."
+
+"I was at Rome during the last Carnival."
+
+"We know that," said Beauchamp.
+
+"Yes, but what you do not know is that I was carried off by
+bandits."
+
+"There are no bandits," cried Debray.
+
+"Yes there are, and most hideous, or rather most admirable
+ones, for I found them ugly enough to frighten me."
+
+"Come, my dear Albert," said Debray, "confess that your cook
+is behindhand, that the oysters have not arrived from Ostend
+or Marennes, and that, like Madame de Maintenon, you are
+going to replace the dish by a story. Say so at once; we are
+sufficiently well-bred to excuse you, and to listen to your
+history, fabulous as it promises to be."
+
+"And I say to you, fabulous as it may seem, I tell it as a
+true one from beginning to end. The brigands had carried me
+off, and conducted me to a gloomy spot, called the Catacombs
+of Saint Sebastian."
+
+"I know it," said Chateau-Renaud; "I narrowly escaped
+catching a fever there."
+
+"And I did more than that," replied Morcerf, "for I caught
+one. I was informed that I was prisoner until I paid the sum
+of 4,000 Roman crowns -- about 24,000 francs. Unfortunately,
+I had not above 1,500. I was at the end of my journey and of
+my credit. I wrote to Franz -- and were he here he would
+confirm every word -- I wrote then to Franz that if he did
+not come with the four thousand crowns before six, at ten
+minutes past I should have gone to join the blessed saints
+and glorious martyrs in whose company I had the honor of
+being; and Signor Luigi Vampa, such was the name of the
+chief of these bandits, would have scrupulously kept his
+word."
+
+"But Franz did come with the four thousand crowns," said
+Chateau-Renaud. "A man whose name is Franz d'Epinay or
+Albert de Morcerf has not much difficulty in procuring
+them."
+
+"No, he arrived accompanied simply by the guest I am going
+to present to you."
+
+"Ah, this gentleman is a Hercules killing Cacus, a Perseus
+freeing Andromeda."
+
+"No, he is a man about my own size."
+
+"Armed to the teeth?"
+
+"He had not even a knitting-needle."
+
+"But he paid your ransom?"
+
+"He said two words to the chief and I was free."
+
+"And they apologized to him for having carried you off?"
+said Beauchamp.
+
+"Just so."
+
+"Why, he is a second Ariosto."
+
+"No, his name is the Count of Monte Cristo."
+
+"There is no Count of Monte Cristo" said Debray.
+
+"I do not think so," added Chateau-Renaud, with the air of a
+man who knows the whole of the European nobility perfectly.
+
+"Does any one know anything of a Count of Monte Cristo?"
+
+"He comes possibly from the Holy Land, and one of his
+ancestors possessed Calvary, as the Mortemarts did the Dead
+Sea."
+
+"I think I can assist your researches," said Maximilian.
+"Monte Cristo is a little island I have often heard spoken
+of by the old sailors my father employed -- a grain of sand
+in the centre of the Mediterranean, an atom in the
+infinite."
+
+"Precisely!" cried Albert. "Well, he of whom I speak is the
+lord and master of this grain of sand, of this atom; he has
+purchased the title of count somewhere in Tuscany."
+
+"He is rich, then?"
+
+"I believe so."
+
+"But that ought to be visible."
+
+"That is what deceives you, Debray."
+
+"I do not understand you."
+
+"Have you read the `Arabian Nights'?"
+
+"What a question!"
+
+"Well, do you know if the persons you see there are rich or
+poor, if their sacks of wheat are not rubies or diamonds?
+They seem like poor fishermen, and suddenly they open some
+mysterious cavern filled with the wealth of the Indies."
+
+"Which means?"
+
+"Which means that my Count of Monte Cristo is one of those
+fishermen. He has even a name taken from the book, since he
+calls himself Sinbad the Sailor, and has a cave filled with
+gold."
+
+"And you have seen this cavern, Morcerf?" asked Beauchamp.
+
+"No, but Franz has; for heaven's sake, not a word of this
+before him. Franz went in with his eyes blindfolded, and was
+waited on by mutes and by women to whom Cleopatra was a
+painted strumpet. Only he is not quite sure about the women,
+for they did not come in until after he had taken hashish,
+so that what he took for women might have been simply a row
+of statues."
+
+The two young men looked at Morcerf as if to say, -- "Are
+you mad, or are you laughing at us?"
+
+"And I also," said Morrel thoughtfully, "have heard
+something like this from an old sailor named Penelon."
+
+"Ah," cried Albert, "it is very lucky that M. Morrel comes
+to aid me; you are vexed, are you not, that he thus gives a
+clew to the labyrinth?"
+
+"My dear Albert," said Debray, "what you tell us is so
+extraordinary."
+
+"Ah, because your ambassadors and your consuls do not tell
+you of them -- they have no time. They are too much taken up
+with interfering in the affairs of their countrymen who
+travel."
+
+"Now you get angry, and attack our poor agents. How will you
+have them protect you? The Chamber cuts down their salaries
+every day, so that now they have scarcely any. Will you be
+ambassador, Albert? I will send you to Constantinople."
+
+"No, lest on the first demonstration I make in favor of
+Mehemet Ali, the Sultan send me the bowstring, and make my
+secretaries strangle me."
+
+"You say very true," responded Debray.
+
+"Yes," said Albert, "but this has nothing to do with the
+existence of the Count of Monte Cristo."
+
+"Pardieu, every one exists."
+
+"Doubtless, but not in the same way; every one has not black
+slaves, a princely retinue, an arsenal of weapons that would
+do credit to an Arabian fortress, horses that cost six
+thousand francs apiece, and Greek mistresses."
+
+"Have you seen the Greek mistress?"
+
+"I have both seen and heard her. I saw her at the theatre,
+and heard her one morning when I breakfasted with the
+count."
+
+"He eats, then?"
+
+"Yes; but so little, it can hardly be called eating."
+
+"He must be a vampire."
+
+"Laugh, if you will; the Countess G---- , who knew Lord
+Ruthven, declared that the count was a vampire."
+
+"Ah, capital," said Beauchamp. "For a man not connected with
+newspapers, here is the pendant to the famous sea-serpent of
+the Constitutionnel."
+
+"Wild eyes, the iris of which contracts or dilates at
+pleasure," said Debray; "facial angle strongly developed,
+magnificent forehead, livid complexion, black beard, sharp
+and white teeth, politeness unexceptionable."
+
+"Just so, Lucien," returned Morcerf; "you have described him
+feature for feature. Yes, keen and cutting politeness. This
+man has often made me shudder; and one day that we were
+viewing an execution, I thought I should faint, more from
+hearing the cold and calm manner in which he spoke of every
+description of torture, than from the sight of the
+executioner and the culprit."
+
+"Did he not conduct you to the ruins of the Colosseum and
+suck your blood?" asked Beauchamp.
+
+"Or, having delivered you, make you sign a flaming
+parchment, surrendering your soul to him as Esau did his
+birth-right?"
+
+"Rail on, rail on at your ease, gentlemen," said Morcerf,
+somewhat piqued. "When I look at you Parisians, idlers on
+the Boulevard de Gand or the Bois de Boulogne, and think of
+this man, it seems to me we are not of the same race."
+
+"I am highly flattered," returned Beauchamp. "At the same
+time," added Chateau-Renaud, "your Count of Monte Cristo is
+a very fine fellow, always excepting his little arrangements
+with the Italian banditti."
+
+"There are no Italian banditti," said Debray.
+
+"No vampire," cried Beauchamp. "No Count of Monte Cristo"
+added Debray. "There is half-past ten striking, Albert."
+
+"Confess you have dreamed this, and let us sit down to
+breakfast," continued Beauchamp. But the sound of the clock
+had not died away when Germain announced, "His excellency
+the Count of Monte Cristo." The involuntary start every one
+gave proved how much Morcerf's narrative had impressed them,
+and Albert himself could not wholly refrain from manifesting
+sudden emotion. He had not heard a carriage stop in the
+street, or steps in the ante-chamber; the door had itself
+opened noiselessly. The count appeared, dressed with the
+greatest simplicity, but the most fastidious dandy could
+have found nothing to cavil at in his toilet. Every article
+of dress -- hat, coat, gloves, and boots -- was from the
+first makers. He seemed scarcely five and thirty. But what
+struck everybody was his extreme resemblance to the portrait
+Debray had drawn. The count advanced, smiling, into the
+centre of the room, and approached Albert, who hastened
+towards him holding out his hand in a ceremonial manner.
+"Punctuality," said Monte Cristo, "is the politeness of
+kings, according to one of your sovereigns, I think; but it
+is not the same with travellers. However, I hope you will
+excuse the two or three seconds I am behindhand; five
+hundred leagues are not to be accomplished without some
+trouble, and especially in France, where, it seems, it is
+forbidden to beat the postilions."
+
+"My dear count," replied Albert, "I was announcing your
+visit to some of my friends, whom I had invited in
+consequence of the promise you did me the honor to make, and
+whom I now present to you. They are the Count of
+Chateau-Renaud, whose nobility goes back to the twelve
+peers, and whose ancestors had a place at the Round Table;
+M. Lucien Debray, private secretary to the minister of the
+interior; M. Beauchamp, an editor of a paper, and the terror
+of the French government, but of whom, in spite of his
+national celebrity, you perhaps have not heard in Italy,
+since his paper is prohibited there; and M. Maximilian
+Morrel, captain of Spahis."
+
+At this name the count, who had hitherto saluted every one
+with courtesy, but at the same time with coldness and
+formality, stepped a pace forward, and a slight tinge of red
+colored his pale cheeks. "You wear the uniform of the new
+French conquerors, monsieur," said he; "it is a handsome
+uniform." No one could have said what caused the count's
+voice to vibrate so deeply, and what made his eye flash,
+which was in general so clear, lustrous, and limpid when he
+pleased. "You have never seen our Africans, count?" said
+Albert. "Never," replied the count, who was by this time
+perfectly master of himself again.
+
+"Well, beneath this uniform beats one of the bravest and
+noblest hearts in the whole army."
+
+"Oh, M. de Morcerf," interrupted Morrel.
+
+"Let me go on, captain. And we have just heard," continued
+Albert, "of a new deed of his, and so heroic a one, that,
+although I have seen him to-day for the first time, I
+request you to allow me to introduce him as my friend." At
+these words it was still possible to observe in Monte Cristo
+the concentrated look, changing color, and slight trembling
+of the eyelid that show emotion. "Ah, you have a noble
+heart," said the count; "so much the better." This
+exclamation, which corresponded to the count's own thought
+rather than to what Albert was saying, surprised everybody,
+and especially Morrel, who looked at Monte Cristo with
+wonder. But, at the same time, the intonation was so soft
+that, however strange the speech might seem, it was
+impossible to be offended at it. "Why should he doubt it?"
+said Beauchamp to Chateau-Renaud.
+
+"In reality," replied the latter, who, with his aristocratic
+glance and his knowledge of the world, had penetrated at
+once all that was penetrable in Monte Cristo, "Albert has
+not deceived us, for the count is a most singular being.
+What say you, Morrel!"
+
+"Ma foi, he has an open look about him that pleases me, in
+spite of the singular remark he has made about me."
+
+"Gentlemen," said Albert, "Germain informs me that breakfast
+is ready. My dear count, allow me to show you the way." They
+passed silently into the breakfast-room, and every one took
+his place. "Gentleman," said the count, seating himself,
+"permit me to make a confession which must form my excuse
+for any improprieties I may commit. I am a stranger, and a
+stranger to such a degree, that this is the first time I
+have ever been at Paris. The French way of living is utterly
+unknown to me, and up to the present time I have followed
+the Eastern customs, which are entirely in contrast to the
+Parisian. I beg you, therefore, to excuse if you find
+anything in me too Turkish, too Italian, or too Arabian.
+Now, then, let us breakfast."
+
+"With what an air he says all this," muttered Beauchamp;
+"decidedly he is a great man."
+
+"A great man in his own country," added Debray.
+
+"A great man in every country, M. Debray," said
+Chateau-Renaud. The count was, it may be remembered, a most
+temperate guest. Albert remarked this, expressing his fears
+lest, at the outset, the Parisian mode of life should
+displease the traveller in the most essential point. "My
+dear count," said he, "I fear one thing, and that is, that
+the fare of the Rue du Helder is not so much to your taste
+as that of the Piazza di Spagni. I ought to have consulted
+you on the point, and have had some dishes prepared
+expressly."
+
+"Did you know me better," returned the count, smiling, "you
+would not give one thought of such a thing for a traveller
+like myself, who has successively lived on maccaroni at
+Naples, polenta at Milan, olla podrida at Valencia, pilau at
+Constantinople, karrick in India, and swallows' nests in
+China. I eat everywhere, and of everything, only I eat but
+little; and to-day, that you reproach me with my want of
+appetite, is my day of appetite, for I have not eaten since
+yesterday morning."
+
+"What," cried all the guests, "you have not eaten for four
+and twenty hours?"
+
+"No," replied the count; "I was forced to go out of my road
+to obtain some information near Nimes, so that I was
+somewhat late, and therefore I did not choose to stop."
+
+"And you ate in your carriage?" asked Morcerf.
+
+"No, I slept, as I generally do when I am weary without
+having the courage to amuse myself, or when I am hungry
+without feeling inclined to eat."
+
+"But you can sleep when you please, monsieur?" said Morrel.
+
+"Yes."
+
+"You have a recipe for it?"
+
+"An infallible one."
+
+"That would be invaluable to us in Africa, who have not
+always any food to eat, and rarely anything to drink."
+
+"Yes," said Monte Cristo; "but, unfortunately, a recipe
+excellent for a man like myself would be very dangerous
+applied to an army, which might not awake when it was
+needed."
+
+"May we inquire what is this recipe?" asked Debray.
+
+"Oh, yes," returned Monte Cristo; "I make no secret of it.
+It is a mixture of excellent opium, which I fetched myself
+from Canton in order to have it pure, and the best hashish
+which grows in the East -- that is, between the Tigris and
+the Euphrates. These two ingredients are mixed in equal
+proportions, and formed into pills. Ten minutes after one is
+taken, the effect is produced. Ask Baron Franz d'Epinay; I
+think he tasted them one day."
+
+"Yes," replied Morcerf, "he said something about it to me."
+
+"But," said Beauchamp, who, as became a journalist, was very
+incredulous, "you always carry this drug about you?"
+
+"Always."
+
+"Would it be an indiscretion to ask to see those precious
+pills?" continued Beauchamp, hoping to take him at a
+disadvantage.
+
+"No, monsieur," returned the count; and he drew from his
+pocket a marvellous casket, formed out of a single emerald
+and closed by a golden lid which unscrewed and gave passage
+to a small greenish colored pellet about the size of a pea.
+This ball had an acrid and penetrating odor. There were four
+or five more in the emerald, which would contain about a
+dozen. The casket passed around the table, but it was more
+to examine the admirable emerald than to see the pills that
+it passed from hand to hand. "And is it your cook who
+prepares these pills?" asked Beauchamp.
+
+"Oh, no, monsieur," replied Monte Cristo; "I do not thus
+betray my enjoyments to the vulgar. I am a tolerable
+chemist, and prepare my pills myself."
+
+"This is a magnificent emerald, and the largest I have ever
+seen," said Chateau-Renaud, "although my mother has some
+remarkable family jewels."
+
+"I had three similar ones," returned Monte Cristo. "I gave
+one to the Sultan, who mounted it in his sabre; another to
+our holy father the Pope, who had it set in his tiara,
+opposite to one nearly as large, though not so fine, given
+by the Emperor Napoleon to his predecessor, Pius VII. I kept
+the third for myself, and I had it hollowed out, which
+reduced its value, but rendered it more commodious for the
+purpose I intended." Every one looked at Monte Cristo with
+astonishment; he spoke with so much simplicity that it was
+evident he spoke the truth, or that he was mad. However, the
+sight of the emerald made them naturally incline to the
+former belief. "And what did these two sovereigns give you
+in exchange for these magnificent presents?" asked Debray.
+
+"The Sultan, the liberty of a woman," replied the Count;
+"the Pope, the life of a man; so that once in my life I have
+been as powerful as if heaven had brought me into the world
+on the steps of a throne."
+
+"And it was Peppino you saved, was it not?" cried Morcerf;
+"it was for him that you obtained pardon?"
+
+"Perhaps," returned the count, smiling.
+
+"My dear count, you have no idea what pleasure it gives me
+to hear you speak thus," said Morcerf. "I had announced you
+beforehand to my friends as an enchanter of the `Arabian
+Nights,' a wizard of the Middle Ages; but the Parisians are
+so subtle in paradoxes that they mistake for caprices of the
+imagination the most incontestable truths, when these truths
+do not form a part of their daily existence. For example,
+here is Debray who reads, and Beauchamp who prints, every
+day, `A member of the Jockey Club has been stopped and
+robbed on the Boulevard;' `four persons have been
+assassinated in the Rue St. Denis' or `the Faubourg St.
+Germain;' `ten, fifteen, or twenty thieves, have been
+arrested in a cafe on the Boulevard du Temple, or in the
+Thermes de Julien,' -- and yet these same men deny the
+existence of the bandits in the Maremma, the Campagna di
+Romana, or the Pontine Marshes. Tell them yourself that I
+was taken by bandits, and that without your generous
+intercession I should now have been sleeping in the
+Catacombs of St. Sebastian, instead of receiving them in my
+humble abode in the Rue du Helder."
+
+"Ah," said Monte Cristo "you promised me never to mention
+that circumstance."
+
+"It was not I who made that promise," cried Morcerf; "it
+must have been some one else whom you have rescued in the
+same manner, and whom you have forgotten. Pray speak of it,
+for I shall not only, I trust, relate the little I do know,
+but also a great deal I do not know."
+
+"It seems to me," returned the count, smiling, "that you
+played a sufficiently important part to know as well as
+myself what happened."
+
+"Well, you promise me, if I tell all I know, to relate, in
+your turn, all that I do not know?"
+
+"That is but fair," replied Monte Cristo.
+
+"Well," said Morcerf, "for three days I believed myself the
+object of the attentions of a masque, whom I took for a
+descendant of Tullia or Poppoea, while I was simply the
+object of the attentions of a contadina, and I say contadina
+to avoid saying peasant girl. What I know is, that, like a
+fool, a greater fool than he of whom I spoke just now, I
+mistook for this peasant girl a young bandit of fifteen or
+sixteen, with a beardless chin and slim waist, and who, just
+as I was about to imprint a chaste salute on his lips,
+placed a pistol to my head, and, aided by seven or eight
+others, led, or rather dragged me, to the Catacombs of St.
+Sebastian, where I found a highly educated brigand chief
+perusing Caesar's `Commentaries,' and who deigned to leave
+off reading to inform me, that unless the next morning,
+before six o'clock, four thousand piastres were paid into
+his account at his banker's, at a quarter past six I should
+have ceased to exist. The letter is still to be seen, for it
+is in Franz d'Epinay's possession, signed by me, and with a
+postscript of M. Luigi Vampa. This is all I know, but I know
+not, count, how you contrived to inspire so much respect in
+the bandits of Rome who ordinarily have so little respect
+for anything. I assure you, Franz and I were lost in
+admiration."
+
+"Nothing more simple," returned the count. "I had known the
+famous Vampa for more than ten years. When he was quite a
+child, and only a shepherd, I gave him a few gold pieces for
+showing me my way, and he, in order to repay me, gave me a
+poniard, the hilt of which he had carved with his own hand,
+and which you may have seen in my collection of arms. In
+after years, whether he had forgotten this interchange of
+presents, which ought to have cemented our friendship, or
+whether he did not recollect me, he sought to take me, but,
+on the contrary, it was I who captured him and a dozen of
+his band. I might have handed him over to Roman justice,
+which is somewhat expeditious, and which would have been
+particularly so with him; but I did nothing of the sort -- I
+suffered him and his band to depart."
+
+"With the condition that they should sin no more," said
+Beauchamp, laughing. "I see they kept their promise."
+
+"No, monsieur," returned Monte Cristo "upon the simple
+condition that they should respect myself and my friends.
+Perhaps what I am about to say may seem strange to you, who
+are socialists, and vaunt humanity and your duty to your
+neighbor, but I never seek to protect a society which does
+not protect me, and which I will even say, generally
+occupies itself about me only to injure me; and thus by
+giving them a low place in my esteem, and preserving a
+neutrality towards them, it is society and my neighbor who
+are indebted to me."
+
+"Bravo," cried Chateau-Renaud; "you are the first man I ever
+met sufficiently courageous to preach egotism. Bravo, count,
+bravo!"
+
+"It is frank, at least," said Morrel. "But I am sure that
+the count does not regret having once deviated from the
+principles he has so boldly avowed."
+
+"How have I deviated from those principles, monsieur?" asked
+Monte Cristo, who could not help looking at Morrel with so
+much intensity, that two or three times the young man had
+been unable to sustain that clear and piercing glance.
+
+"Why, it seems to me," replied Morrel, "that in delivering
+M. de Morcerf, whom you did not know, you did good to your
+neighbor and to society."
+
+"Of which he is the brightest ornament," said Beauchamp,
+drinking off a glass of champagne.
+
+"My dear count," cried Morcerf, "you are at fault -- you,
+one of the most formidable logicians I know -- and you must
+see it clearly proved that instead of being an egotist, you
+are a philanthropist. Ah, you call yourself Oriental, a
+Levantine, Maltese, Indian, Chinese; your family name is
+Monte Cristo; Sinbad the Sailor is your baptismal
+appellation, and yet the first day you set foot in Paris you
+instinctively display the greatest virtue, or rather the
+chief defect, of us eccentric Parisians, -- that is, you
+assume the vices you have not, and conceal the virtues you
+possess."
+
+"My dear vicomte," returned Monte Cristo, "I do not see, in
+all I have done, anything that merits, either from you or
+these gentlemen, the pretended eulogies I have received. You
+were no stranger to me, for I knew you from the time I gave
+up two rooms to you, invited you to breakfast with me, lent
+you one of my carriages, witnessed the Carnival in your
+company, and saw with you from a window in the Piazza del
+Popolo the execution that affected you so much that you
+nearly fainted. I will appeal to any of these gentlemen,
+could I leave my guest in the hands of a hideous bandit, as
+you term him? Besides, you know, I had the idea that you
+could introduce me into some of the Paris salons when I came
+to France. You might some time ago have looked upon this
+resolution as a vague project, but to-day you see it was a
+reality, and you must submit to it under penalty of breaking
+your word."
+
+"I will keep it," returned Morcerf; "but I fear that you
+will be much disappointed, accustomed as you are to
+picturesque events and fantastic horizons. Amongst us you
+will not meet with any of those episodes with which your
+adventurous existence has so familiarized you; our
+Chimborazo is Mortmartre, our Himalaya is Mount Valerien,
+our Great Desert is the plain of Grenelle, where they are
+now boring an artesian well to water the caravans. We have
+plenty of thieves, though not so many as is said; but these
+thieves stand in far more dread of a policeman than a lord.
+France is so prosaic, and Paris so civilized a city, that
+you will not find in its eighty-five departments -- I say
+eighty-five, because I do not include Corsica -- you will
+not find, then, in these eighty-five departments a single
+hill on which there is not a telegraph, or a grotto in which
+the commissary of police has not put up a gaslamp. There is
+but one service I can render you, and for that I place
+myself entirely at your orders, that is, to present, or make
+my friends present, you everywhere; besides, you have no
+need of any one to introduce you -- with your name, and your
+fortune, and your talent" (Monte Cristo bowed with a
+somewhat ironical smile) "you can present yourself
+everywhere, and be well received. I can be useful in one way
+only -- if knowledge of Parisian habits, of the means of
+rendering yourself comfortable, or of the bazaars, can
+assist, you may depend upon me to find you a fitting
+dwelling here. I do not dare offer to share my apartments
+with you, as I shared yours at Rome -- I, who do not profess
+egotism, but am yet egotist par excellence; for, except
+myself, these rooms would not hold a shadow more, unless
+that shadow were feminine."
+
+"Ah," said the count, "that is a most conjugal reservation;
+I recollect that at Rome you said something of a projected
+marriage. May I congratulate you?"
+
+"The affair is still in projection."
+
+"And he who says in `projection,' means already decided,"
+said Debray.
+
+"No," replied Morcerf, "my father is most anxious about it;
+and I hope, ere long, to introduce you, if not to my wife,
+at least to my betrothed -- Mademoiselle Eugenie Danglars."
+
+"Eugenie Danglars," said Monte Cristo; "tell me, is not her
+father Baron Danglars?"
+
+"Yes," returned Morcerf, "a baron of a new creation."
+
+"What matter," said Monte Cristo "if he has rendered the
+State services which merit this distinction?"
+
+"Enormous ones," answered Beauchamp. "Although in reality a
+Liberal, he negotiated a loan of six millions for Charles
+X., in 1829, who made him a baron and chevalier of the
+Legion of Honor; so that he wears the ribbon, not, as you
+would think, in his waistcoat-pocket, but at his
+button-hole."
+
+"Ah," interrupted Morcerf, laughing, "Beauchamp, Beauchamp,
+keep that for the Corsaire or the Charivari, but spare my
+future father-in-law before me." Then, turning to Monte
+Cristo, "You just now spoke his name as if you knew the
+baron?"
+
+"I do not know him," returned Monte Cristo; "but I shall
+probably soon make his acquaintance, for I have a credit
+opened with him by the house of Richard & Blount, of London,
+Arstein & Eskeles of Vienna, and Thomson & French at Rome."
+As he pronounced the two last names, the count glanced at
+Maximilian Morrel. If the stranger expected to produce an
+effect on Morrel, he was not mistaken -- Maximilian started
+as if he had been electrified. "Thomson & French," said he;
+"do you know this house, monsieur?"
+
+"They are my bankers in the capital of the Christian world,"
+returned the count quietly. "Can my influence with them be
+of any service to you?"
+
+"Oh, count, you could assist me perhaps in researches which
+have been, up to the present, fruitless. This house, in past
+years, did ours a great service, and has, I know not for
+what reason, always denied having rendered us this service."
+
+"I shall be at your orders," said Monte Cristo bowing.
+
+"But," continued Morcerf, "a propos of Danglars, -- we have
+strangely wandered from the subject. We were speaking of a
+suitable habitation for the Count of Monte Cristo. Come,
+gentlemen, let us all propose some place. Where shall we
+lodge this new guest in our great capital?"
+
+"Faubourg Saint-Germain," said Chateau-Renaud. "The count
+will find there a charming hotel, with a court and garden."
+
+"Bah, Chateau-Renaud," returned Debray, "you only know your
+dull and gloomy Faubourg Saint-Germain; do not pay any
+attention to him, count -- live in the Chaussee d'Antin,
+that's the real centre of Paris."
+
+"Boulevard de l'Opera," said Beauchamp; "the second floor --
+a house with a balcony. The count will have his cushions of
+silver cloth brought there, and as he smokes his chibouque,
+see all Paris pass before him."
+
+"You have no idea, then, Morrel?" asked Chateau-Renaud; "you
+do not propose anything."
+
+"Oh, yes," returned the young man, smiling; "on the
+contrary, I have one, but I expected the count would be
+tempted by one of the brilliant proposals made him, yet as
+he has not replied to any of them, I will venture to offer
+him a suite of apartments in a charming hotel, in the
+Pompadour style, that my sister has inhabited for a year, in
+the Rue Meslay."
+
+"You have a sister?" asked the count.
+
+"Yes, monsieur, a most excellent sister."
+
+"Married?"
+
+"Nearly nine years."
+
+"Happy?" asked the count again.
+
+"As happy as it is permitted to a human creature to be,"
+replied Maximilian. "She married the man she loved, who
+remained faithful to us in our fallen fortunes -- Emmanuel
+Herbaut." Monte Cristo smiled imperceptibly. "I live there
+during my leave of absence," continued Maximilian; "and I
+shall be, together with my brother-in-law Emmanuel, at the
+disposition of the Count, whenever he thinks fit to honor
+us."
+
+"One minute," cried Albert, without giving Monte Cristo the
+time to reply. "Take care, you are going to immure a
+traveller, Sinbad the Sailor, a man who comes to see Paris;
+you are going to make a patriarch of him."
+
+"Oh, no," said Morrel; "my sister is five and twenty, my
+brother-in-law is thirty, they are gay, young, and happy.
+Besides, the count will be in his own house, and only see
+them when he thinks fit to do so."
+
+"Thanks, monsieur," said Monte Cristo; "I shall content
+myself with being presented to your sister and her husband,
+if you will do me the honor to introduce me; but I cannot
+accept the offer of any one of these gentlemen, since my
+habitation is already prepared."
+
+"What," cried Morcerf; "you are, then, going to an hotel --
+that will be very dull for you."
+
+"Was I so badly lodged at Rome?" said Monte Cristo smiling.
+
+"Parbleu, at Rome you spent fifty thousand piastres in
+furnishing your apartments, but I presume that you are not
+disposed to spend a similar sum every day."
+
+"It is not that which deterred me," replied Monte Cristo;
+"but as I determined to have a house to myself, I sent on my
+valet de chambre, and he ought by this time to have bought
+the house and furnished it."
+
+"But you have, then, a valet de chambre who knows Paris?"
+said Beauchamp.
+
+"It is the first time he has ever been in Paris. He is
+black, and cannot speak," returned Monte Cristo.
+
+"It is Ali!" cried Albert, in the midst of the general
+surprise.
+
+"Yes, Ali himself, my Nubian mute, whom you saw, I think, at
+Rome."
+
+"Certainly," said Morcerf; "I recollect him perfectly. But
+how could you charge a Nubian to purchase a house, and a
+mute to furnish it? -- he will do everything wrong."
+
+"Undeceive yourself, monsieur," replied Monte Cristo; "I am
+quite sure, that, on the contrary, he will choose everything
+as I wish. He knows my tastes, my caprices, my wants. He has
+been here a week, with the instinct of a hound, hunting by
+himself. He will arrange everything for me. He knew, that I
+should arrive to-day at ten o'clock; he was waiting for me
+at nine at the Barriere de Fontainebleau. He gave me this
+paper; it contains the number of my new abode; read it
+yourself," and Monte Cristo passed a paper to Albert. "Ah,
+that is really original," said Beauchamp.
+
+"And very princely," added Chateau-Renaud.
+
+"What, do you not know your house?" asked Debray.
+
+"No," said Monte Cristo; "I told you I did not wish to be
+behind my time; I dressed myself in the carriage, and
+descended at the viscount's door." The young men looked at
+each other; they did not know if it was a comedy Monte
+Cristo was playing, but every word he uttered had such an
+air of simplicity, that it was impossible to suppose what he
+said was false -- besides, why should he tell a falsehood?
+"We must content ourselves, then," said Beauchamp, "with
+rendering the count all the little services in our power. I,
+in my quality of journalist, open all the theatres to him."
+
+"Thanks, monsieur," returned Monte Cristo, "my steward has
+orders to take a box at each theatre."
+
+"Is your steward also a Nubian?" asked Debray.
+
+"No, he is a countryman of yours, if a Corsican is a
+countryman of any one's. But you know him, M. de Morcerf."
+
+"Is it that excellent M. Bertuccio, who understands hiring
+windows so well?"
+
+"Yes, you saw him the day I had the honor of receiving you;
+he has been a soldier, a smuggler -- in fact, everything. I
+would not be quite sure that he has not been mixed up with
+the police for some trifle -- a stab with a knife, for
+instance."
+
+"And you have chosen this honest citizen for your steward,"
+said Debray. "Of how much does he rob you every year?"
+
+"On my word," replied the count, "not more than another. I
+am sure he answers my purpose, knows no impossibility, and
+so I keep him."
+
+"Then," continued Chateau-Renaud, "since you have an
+establishment, a steward, and a hotel in the Champs Elysees,
+you only want a mistress." Albert smiled. He thought of the
+fair Greek he had seen in the count's box at the Argentina
+and Valle theatres. "I have something better than that,"
+said Monte Cristo; "I have a slave. You procure your
+mistresses from the opera, the Vaudeville, or the Varietes;
+I purchased mine at Constantinople; it cost me more, but I
+have nothing to fear."
+
+"But you forget," replied Debray, laughing, "that we are
+Franks by name and franks by nature, as King Charles said,
+and that the moment she puts her foot in France your slave
+becomes free."
+
+"Who will tell her?"
+
+"The first person who sees her."
+
+"She only speaks Romaic."
+
+"That is different."
+
+"But at least we shall see her," said Beauchamp, "or do you
+keep eunuchs as well as mutes?"
+
+"Oh, no," replied Monte Cristo; "I do not carry brutalism so
+far. Every one who surrounds me is free to quit me, and when
+they leave me will no longer have any need of me or any one
+else; it is for that reason, perhaps, that they do not quit
+me." They had long since passed to dessert and cigars.
+
+"My dear Albert," said Debray, rising, "it is half-past two.
+Your guest is charming, but you leave the best company to go
+into the worst sometimes. I must return to the minister's. I
+will tell him of the count, and we shall soon know who he
+is."
+
+"Take care," returned Albert; "no one has been able to
+accomplish that."
+
+"Oh, we have three millions for our police; it is true they
+are almost always spent beforehand, but, no matter, we shall
+still have fifty thousand francs to spend for this purpose."
+
+"And when you know, will you tell me?"
+
+"I promise you. Au revoir, Albert. Gentlemen, good morning."
+
+As he left the room, Debray called out loudly, "My
+carriage."
+
+"Bravo," said Beauchamp to Albert; "I shall not go to the
+Chamber, but I have something better to offer my readers
+than a speech of M. Danglars."
+
+"For heaven's sake, Beauchamp," returned Morcerf, "do not
+deprive me of the merit of introducing him everywhere. Is he
+not peculiar?"
+
+"He is more than that," replied Chateau-Renaud; "he is one
+of the most extraordinary men I ever saw in my life. Are you
+coming, Morrel?"
+
+"Directly I have given my card to the count, who has
+promised to pay us a visit at Rue Meslay, No. 14."
+
+"Be sure I shall not fail to do so," returned the count,
+bowing. And Maximilian Morrel left the room with the Baron
+de Chateau-Renaud, leaving Monte Cristo alone with Morcerf.
+
+
+
+Chapter 41
+The Presentation.
+
+When Albert found himself alone with Monte Cristo, "My dear
+count," said he, "allow me to commence my services as
+cicerone by showing you a specimen of a bachelor's
+apartment. You, who are accustomed to the palaces of Italy,
+can amuse yourself by calculating in how many square feet a
+young man who is not the worst lodged in Paris can live. As
+we pass from one room to another, I will open the windows to
+let you breathe." Monte Cristo had already seen the
+breakfast-room and the salon on the ground-floor. Albert led
+him first to his atelier, which was, as we have said, his
+favorite apartment. Monte Cristo quickly appreciated all
+that Albert had collected here -- old cabinets, Japanese
+porcelain, Oriental stuffs, Venetian glass, arms from all
+parts of the world -- everything was familiar to him; and at
+the first glance he recognized their date, their country,
+and their origin. Morcerf had expected he should be the
+guide; on the contrary, it was he who, under the count's
+guidance, followed a course of archaeology, mineralogy, and
+natural history. They descended to the first floor; Albert
+led his guest into the salon. The salon was filled with the
+works of modern artists; there were landscapes by Dupre,
+with their long reeds and tall trees, their lowing oxen and
+marvellous skies; Delacroix's Arabian cavaliers, with their
+long white burnouses, their shining belts, their damasked
+arms, their horses, who tore each other with their teeth
+while their riders contended fiercely with their maces;
+aquarelles of Boulanger, representing Notre Dame de Paris
+with that vigor that makes the artist the rival of the poet;
+there were paintings by Diaz, who makes his flowers more
+beautiful than flowers, his suns more brilliant than the
+sun; designs by Decamp, as vividly colored as those of
+Salvator Rosa, but more poetic; pastels by Giraud and
+Muller, representing children like angels and women with the
+features of a virgin; sketches torn from the album of
+Dauzats' "Travels in the East," that had been made in a few
+seconds on the saddle of a camel, or beneath the dome of a
+mosque -- in a word, all that modern art can give in
+exchange and as recompense for the art lost and gone with
+ages long since past.
+
+Albert expected to have something new this time to show to
+the traveller, but, to his great surprise, the latter,
+without seeking for the signatures, many of which, indeed,
+were only initials, named instantly the author of every
+picture in such a manner that it was easy to see that each
+name was not only known to him, but that each style
+associated with it had been appreciated and studied by him.
+From the salon they passed into the bed-chamber; it was a
+model of taste and simple elegance. A single portrait,
+signed by Leopold Robert, shone in its carved and gilded
+frame. This portrait attracted the Count of Monte Cristo's
+attention, for he made three rapid steps in the chamber, and
+stopped suddenly before it. It was the portrait of a young
+woman of five or six and twenty, with a dark complexion, and
+light and lustrous eyes, veiled beneath long lashes. She
+wore the picturesque costume of the Catalan fisherwomen, a
+red and black bodice, and golden pins in her hair. She was
+looking at the sea, and her form was outlined on the blue
+ocean and sky. The light was so faint in the room that
+Albert did not perceive the pallor that spread itself over
+the count's visage, or the nervous heaving of his chest and
+shoulders. Silence prevailed for an instant, during which
+Monte Cristo gazed intently on the picture.
+
+"You have there a most charming mistress, viscount," said
+the count in a perfectly calm tone; "and this costume -- a
+ball costume, doubtless -- becomes her admirably."
+
+"Ah, monsieur," returned Albert, "I would never forgive you
+this mistake if you had seen another picture beside this.
+You do not know my mother; she it is whom you see here. She
+had her portrait painted thus six or eight years ago. This
+costume is a fancy one, it appears, and the resemblance is
+so great that I think I still see my mother the same as she
+was in 1830. The countess had this portrait painted during
+the count's absence. She doubtless intended giving him an
+agreeable surprise; but, strange to say, this portrait
+seemed to displease my father, and the value of the picture,
+which is, as you see, one of the best works of Leopold
+Robert, could not overcome his dislike to it. It is true,
+between ourselves, that M. de Morcerf is one of the most
+assiduous peers at the Luxembourg, a general renowned for
+theory, but a most mediocre amateur of art. It is different
+with my mother, who paints exceedingly well, and who,
+unwilling to part with so valuable a picture, gave it to me
+to put here, where it would be less likely to displease M.
+de Morcerf, whose portrait, by Gros, I will also show you.
+Excuse my talking of family matters, but as I shall have the
+honor of introducing you to the count, I tell you this to
+prevent you making any allusions to this picture. The
+picture seems to have a malign influence, for my mother
+rarely comes here without looking at it, and still more
+rarely does she look at it without weeping. This
+disagreement is the only one that has ever taken place
+between the count and countess, who are still as much
+united, although married more than twenty years, as on the
+first day of their wedding."
+
+Monte Cristo glanced rapidly at Albert, as if to seek a
+hidden meaning in his words, but it was evident the young
+man uttered them in the simplicity of his heart. "Now," said
+Albert, "that you have seen all my treasures, allow me to
+offer them to you, unworthy as they are. Consider yourself
+as in your own house, and to put yourself still more at your
+ease, pray accompany me to the apartments of M. de Morcerf,
+he whom I wrote from Rome an account of the services you
+rendered me, and to whom I announced your promised visit,
+and I may say that both the count and countess anxiously
+desire to thank you in person. You are somewhat blase I
+know, and family scenes have not much effect on Sinbad the
+Sailor, who has seen so many others. However, accept what I
+propose to you as an initiation into Parisian life -- a life
+of politeness, visiting, and introductions." Monte Cristo
+bowed without making any answer; he accepted the offer
+without enthusiasm and without regret, as one of those
+conventions of society which every gentleman looks upon as a
+duty. Albert summoned his servant, and ordered him to
+acquaint M. and Madame de Morcerf of the arrival of the
+Count of Monte Cristo. Albert followed him with the count.
+When they arrived at the ante-chamber, above the door was
+visible a shield, which, by its rich ornaments and its
+harmony with the rest of the furniture, indicated the
+importance the owner attached to this blazon. Monte Cristo
+stopped and examined it attentively.
+
+"Azure seven merlets, or, placed bender," said he. "These
+are, doubtless, your family arms? Except the knowledge of
+blazons, that enables me to decipher them, I am very
+ignorant of heraldry -- I, a count of a fresh creation,
+fabricated in Tuscany by the aid of a commandery of St.
+Stephen, and who would not have taken the trouble had I not
+been told that when you travel much it is necessary.
+Besides, you must have something on the panels of your
+carriage, to escape being searched by the custom-house
+officers. Excuse my putting such a question to you."
+
+"It is not indiscreet," returned Morcerf, with the
+simplicity of conviction. "You have guessed rightly. These
+are our arms, that is, those of my father, but they are, as
+you see, joined to another shield, which has gules, a silver
+tower, which are my mother's. By her side I am Spanish, but
+the family of Morcerf is French, and, I have heard, one of
+the oldest of the south of France."
+
+"Yes," replied Monte Cristo "these blazons prove that.
+Almost all the armed pilgrims that went to the Holy Land
+took for their arms either a cross, in honor of their
+mission, or birds of passage, in sign of the long voyage
+they were about to undertake, and which they hoped to
+accomplish on the wings of faith. One of your ancestors had
+joined the Crusades, and supposing it to be only that of St.
+Louis, that makes you mount to the thirteenth century, which
+is tolerably ancient."
+
+"It is possible," said Morcerf; "my father has in his study
+a genealogical tree which will tell you all that, and on
+which I made commentaries that would have greatly edified
+Hozier and Jaucourt. At present I no longer think of it, and
+yet I must tell you that we are beginning to occupy
+ourselves greatly with these things under our popular
+government."
+
+"Well, then, your government would do well to choose from
+the past something better than the things that I have
+noticed on your monuments, and which have no heraldic
+meaning whatever. As for you, viscount," continued Monte
+Cristo to Morcerf, "you are more fortunate than the
+government, for your arms are really beautiful, and speak to
+the imagination. Yes, you are at once from Provence and
+Spain; that explains, if the portrait you showed me be like,
+the dark hue I so much admired on the visage of the noble
+Catalan." It would have required the penetration of Oedipus
+or the Sphinx to have divined the irony the count concealed
+beneath these words, apparently uttered with the greatest
+politeness. Morcerf thanked him with a smile, and pushed
+open the door above which were his arms, and which, as we
+have said, opened into the salon. In the most conspicuous
+part of the salon was another portrait. It was that of a
+man, from five to eight and thirty, in the uniform of a
+general officer, wearing the double epaulet of heavy
+bullion, that indicates superior rank, the ribbon of the
+Legion of Honor around his neck, which showed he was a
+commander, and on the right breast, the star of a grand
+officer of the order of the Saviour, and on the left that of
+the grand cross of Charles III., which proved that the
+person represented by the picture had served in the wars of
+Greece and Spain, or, what was just the same thing as
+regarded decorations, had fulfilled some diplomatic mission
+in the two countries.
+
+Monte Cristo was engaged in examining this portrait with no
+less care than he had bestowed upon the other, when another
+door opened, and he found himself opposite to the Count of
+Morcerf in person. He was a man of forty to forty-five
+years, but he seemed at least fifty, and his black mustache
+and eyebrows contrasted strangely with his almost white
+hair, which was cut short, in the military fashion. He was
+dressed in plain clothes, and wore at his button-hole the
+ribbons of the different orders to which he belonged. He
+entered with a tolerably dignified step, and some little
+haste. Monte Cristo saw him advance towards him without
+making a single step. It seemed as if his feet were rooted
+to the ground, and his eyes on the Count of Morcerf.
+"Father," said the young man, "I have the honor of
+presenting to you the Count of Monte Cristo, the generous
+friend whom I had the good fortune to meet in the critical
+situation of which I have told you."
+
+"You are most welcome, monsieur," said the Count of Morcerf,
+saluting Monte Cristo with a smile, "and monsieur has
+rendered our house, in preserving its only heir, a service
+which insures him our eternal gratitude." As he said these
+words, the count of Morcerf pointed to a chair, while he
+seated himself in another opposite the window.
+
+Monte Cristo, in taking the seat Morcerf offered him, placed
+himself in such a manner as to remain concealed in the
+shadow of the large velvet curtains, and read on the
+careworn and livid features of the count a whole history of
+secret griefs written in each wrinkle time had planted
+there. "The countess," said Morcerf, "was at her toilet when
+she was informed of the visit she was about to receive. She
+will, however, be in the salon in ten minutes."
+
+"It is a great honor to me," returned Monte Cristo, "to be
+thus, on the first day of my arrival in Paris, brought in
+contact with a man whose merit equals his reputation, and to
+whom fortune has for once been equitable, but has she not
+still on the plains of Metidja, or in the mountains of
+Atlas, a marshal's staff to offer you?"
+
+"Oh," replied Morcerf, reddening slightly, "I have left the
+service, monsieur. Made a peer at the Restoration, I served
+through the first campaign under the orders of Marshal
+Bourmont. I could, therefore, expect a higher rank, and who
+knows what might have happened had the elder branch remained
+on the throne? But the Revolution of July was, it seems,
+sufficiently glorious to allow itself to be ungrateful, and
+it was so for all services that did not date from the
+imperial period. I tendered my resignation, for when you
+have gained your epaulets on the battle-field, you do not
+know how to manoeuvre on the slippery grounds of the salons.
+I have hung up my sword, and cast myself into politics. I
+have devoted myself to industry; I study the useful arts.
+During the twenty years I served, I often wished to do so,
+but I had not the time."
+
+"These are the ideas that render your nation superior to any
+other," returned Monte Cristo. "A gentleman of high birth,
+possessor of an ample fortune, you have consented to gain
+your promotion as an obscure soldier, step by step -- this
+is uncommon; then become general, peer of France, commander
+of the Legion of Honor, you consent to again commence a
+second apprenticeship, without any other hope or any other
+desire than that of one day becoming useful to your
+fellow-creatures; this, indeed, is praiseworthy, -- nay,
+more, it is sublime." Albert looked on and listened with
+astonishment; he was not used to see Monte Cristo give vent
+to such bursts of enthusiasm. "Alas," continued the
+stranger, doubtless to dispel the slight cloud that covered
+Morcerf's brow, "we do not act thus in Italy; we grow
+according to our race and our species, and we pursue the
+same lines, and often the same uselessness, all our lives."
+
+"But, monsieur," said the Count of Morcerf, "for a man of
+your merit, Italy is not a country, and France opens her
+arms to receive you; respond to her call. France will not,
+perhaps, be always ungrateful. She treats her children ill,
+but she always welcomes strangers."
+
+"Ah, father," said Albert with a smile, "it is evident you
+do not know the Count of Monte Cristo; he despises all
+honors, and contents himself with those written on his
+passport."
+
+"That is the most just remark," replied the stranger, "I
+ever heard made concerning myself."
+
+"You have been free to choose your career," observed the
+Count of Morcerf, with a sigh; "and you have chosen the path
+strewed with flowers."
+
+"Precisely, monsieur," replied Monte Cristo with one of
+those smiles that a painter could never represent or a
+physiologist analyze.
+
+"If I did not fear to fatigue you," said the general,
+evidently charmed with the count's manners, "I would have
+taken you to the Chamber; there is a debate very curious to
+those who are strangers to our modern senators."
+
+"I shall be most grateful, monsieur, if you will, at some
+future time, renew your offer, but I have been flattered
+with the hope of being introduced to the countess, and I
+will therefore wait."
+
+"Ah, here is my mother," cried the viscount. Monte Cristo,
+turned round hastily, and saw Madame de Morcerf at the
+entrance of the salon, at the door opposite to that by which
+her husband had entered, pale and motionless; when Monte
+Cristo turned round, she let fall her arm, which for some
+unknown reason had been resting on the gilded door-post. She
+had been there some moments, and had heard the last words of
+the visitor. The latter rose and bowed to the countess, who
+inclined herself without speaking. "Ah, good heavens,
+madame," said the count, "are you ill, or is it the heat of
+the room that affects you?"
+
+"Are you ill, mother?" cried the viscount, springing towards
+her.
+
+She thanked them both with a smile. "No," returned she, "but
+I feel some emotion on seeing, for the first time, the man
+without whose intervention we should have been in tears and
+desolation. Monsieur," continued the countess, advancing
+with the majesty of a queen, "I owe to you the life of my
+son, and for this I bless you. Now, I thank you for the
+pleasure you give me in thus affording me the opportunity of
+thanking you as I have blessed you, from the bottom of my
+heart." The count bowed again, but lower than before; He was
+even paler than Mercedes. "Madame," said he, "the count and
+yourself recompense too generously a simple action. To save
+a man, to spare a father's feelings, or a mother's
+sensibility, is not to do a good action, but a simple deed
+of humanity." At these words, uttered with the most
+exquisite sweetness and politeness, Madame de Morcerf
+replied. "It is very fortunate for my son, monsieur, that he
+found such a friend, and I thank God that things are thus."
+And Mercedes raised her fine eyes to heaven with so fervent
+an expression of gratitude, that the count fancied he saw
+tears in them. M. de Morcerf approached her. "Madame," said
+he. "I have already made my excuses to the count for
+quitting him, and I pray you to do so also. The sitting
+commences at two; it is now three, and I am to speak."
+
+"Go, then, and monsieur and I will strive our best to forget
+your absence," replied the countess, with the same tone of
+deep feeling. "Monsieur," continued she, turning to Monte
+Cristo, "will you do us the honor of passing the rest of the
+day with us?"
+
+"Believe me, madame, I feel most grateful for your kindness,
+but I got out of my travelling carriage at your door this
+morning, and I am ignorant how I am installed in Paris,
+which I scarcely know; this is but a trifling inquietude, I
+know, but one that may be appreciated."
+
+"We shall have the pleasure another time," said the
+countess; "you promise that?" Monte Cristo inclined himself
+without answering, but the gesture might pass for assent. "I
+will not detain you, monsieur," continued the countess; "I
+would not have our gratitude become indiscreet or
+importunate."
+
+"My dear Count," said Albert, "I will endeavor to return
+your politeness at Rome, and place my coupe at your disposal
+until your own be ready."
+
+"A thousand thanks for your kindness, viscount," returned
+the Count of Monte Cristo "but I suppose that M. Bertuccio
+has suitably employed the four hours and a half I have given
+him, and that I shall find a carriage of some sort ready at
+the door." Albert was used to the count's manner of
+proceeding; he knew that, like Nero, he was in search of the
+impossible, and nothing astonished him, but wishing to judge
+with his own eyes how far the count's orders had been
+executed, he accompanied him to the door of the house. Monte
+Cristo was not deceived. As soon as he appeared in the Count
+of Morcerf's ante-chamber, a footman, the same who at Rome
+had brought the count's card to the two young men, and
+announced his visit, sprang into the vestibule, and when he
+arrived at the door the illustrious traveller found his
+carriage awaiting him. It was a coupe of Koller's building,
+and with horses and harness for which Drake had, to the
+knowledge of all the lions of Paris, refused on the previous
+day seven hundred guineas. "Monsieur," said the count to
+Albert, "I do not ask you to accompany me to my house, as I
+can only show you a habitation fitted up in a hurry, and I
+have, as you know, a reputation to keep up as regards not
+being taken by surprise. Give me, therefore, one more day
+before I invite you; I shall then be certain not to fail in
+my hospitality."
+
+"If you ask me for a day, count, I know what to anticipate;
+it will not be a house I shall see, but a palace. You have
+decidedly some genius at your control."
+
+"Ma foi, spread that idea," replied the Count of Monte
+Cristo, putting his foot on the velvet-lined steps of his
+splendid carriage, "and that will be worth something to me
+among the ladies." As he spoke, he sprang into the vehicle,
+the door was closed, but not so rapidly that Monte Cristo
+failed to perceive the almost imperceptible movement which
+stirred the curtains of the apartment in which he had left
+Madame de Morcerf. When Albert returned to his mother, he
+found her in the boudoir reclining in a large velvet
+arm-chair, the whole room so obscure that only the shining
+spangle, fastened here and there to the drapery, and the
+angles of the gilded frames of the pictures, showed with
+some degree of brightness in the gloom. Albert could not see
+the face of the countess, as it was covered with a thin veil
+she had put on her head, and which fell over her features in
+misty folds, but it seemed to him as though her voice had
+altered. He could distinguish amid the perfumes of the roses
+and heliotropes in the flower-stands, the sharp and fragrant
+odor of volatile salts, and he noticed in one of the chased
+cups on the mantle-piece the countess's smelling-bottle,
+taken from its shagreen case, and exclaimed in a tone of
+uneasiness, as he entered, -- "My dear mother, have you been
+ill during my absence?"
+
+"No, no, Albert, but you know these roses, tuberoses, and
+orange-flowers throw out at first, before one is used to
+them, such violent perfumes."
+
+"Then, my dear mother," said Albert, putting his hand to the
+bell, "they must be taken into the ante-chamber. You are
+really ill, and just now were so pale as you came into the
+room" --
+
+"Was I pale, Albert?"
+
+"Yes; a pallor that suits you admirably, mother, but which
+did not the less alarm my father and myself."
+
+"Did your father speak of it?" inquired Mercedes eagerly.
+
+"No, madame; but do you not remember that he spoke of the
+fact to you?"
+
+"Yes, I do remember," replied the countess. A servant
+entered, summoned by Albert's ring of the bell. "Take these
+flowers into the anteroom or dressing-room," said the
+viscount; "they make the countess ill." The footman obeyed
+his orders. A long pause ensued, which lasted until all the
+flowers were removed. "What is this name of Monte Cristo?"
+inquired the countess, when the servant had taken away the
+last vase of flowers, "is it a family name, or the name of
+the estate, or a simple title?"
+
+"I believe, mother, it is merely a title. The count
+purchased an island in the Tuscan archipelago, and, as he
+told you to-day, has founded a commandery. You know the same
+thing was done for Saint Stephen of Florence, Saint George,
+Constantinian of Parma, and even for the Order of Malta.
+Except this, he has no pretension to nobility, and calls
+himself a chance count, although the general opinion at Rome
+is that the count is a man of very high distinction."
+
+"His manners are admirable," said the countess, "at least,
+as far as I could judge in the few minutes he remained
+here."
+
+"They are perfect mother, so perfect, that they surpass by
+far all I have known in the leading aristocracy of the three
+proudest nobilities of Europe -- the English, the Spanish,
+and the German." The countess paused a moment; then, after a
+slight hesitation, she resumed, -- "You have seen, my dear
+Albert -- I ask the question as a mother -- you have seen M.
+de Monte Cristo in his house, you are quicksighted, have
+much knowledge of the world, more tact than is usual at your
+age, do you think the count is really what he appears to
+be?"
+
+"What does he appear to be?"
+
+"Why, you have just said, -- a man of high distinction."
+
+"I told you, my dear mother, he was esteemed such."
+
+"But what is your own opinion, Albert?"
+
+"I must tell you that I have not come to any decided opinion
+respecting him, but I think him a Maltese."
+
+"I do not ask you of his origin but what he is."
+
+"Ah, what he is; that is quite another thing. I have seen so
+many remarkable things in him, that if you would have me
+really say what I think, I shall reply that I really do look
+upon him as one of Byron's heroes, whom misery has marked
+with a fatal brand; some Manfred, some Lara, some Werner,
+one of those wrecks, as it were, of some ancient family,
+who, disinherited of their patrimony, have achieved one by
+the force of their adventurous genius, which has placed them
+above the laws of society."
+
+"You say" --
+
+"I say that Monte Cristo is an island in the midst of the
+Mediterranean, without inhabitants or garrison, the resort
+of smugglers of all nations, and pirates of every flag. Who
+knows whether or not these industrious worthies do not pay
+to their feudal lord some dues for his protection?"
+
+"That is possible," said the countess, reflecting.
+
+"Never mind," continued the young man, "smuggler or not, you
+must agree, mother dear, as you have seen him, that the
+Count of Monte Cristo is a remarkable man, who will have the
+greatest success in the salons of Paris. Why, this very
+morning, in my rooms, he made his entree amongst us by
+striking every man of us with amazement, not even excepting
+Chateau-Renaud."
+
+"And what do you suppose is the count's age?" inquired
+Mercedes, evidently attaching great importance to this
+question.
+
+"Thirty-five or thirty-six, mother."
+
+"So young, -- it is impossible," said Mercedes, replying at
+the same time to what Albert said as well as to her own
+private reflection.
+
+"It is the truth, however. Three or four times he has said
+to me, and certainly without the slightest premeditation,
+`at such a period I was five years old, at another ten years
+old, at another twelve,' and I, induced by curiosity, which
+kept me alive to these details, have compared the dates, and
+never found him inaccurate. The age of this singular man,
+who is of no age, is then, I am certain, thirty-five.
+Besides, mother, remark how vivid his eye, how raven-black
+his hair, and his brow, though so pale, is free from
+wrinkles, -- he is not only vigorous, but also young." The
+countess bent her head, as if beneath a heavy wave of bitter
+thoughts. "And has this man displayed a friendship for you,
+Albert?" she asked with a nervous shudder.
+
+"I am inclined to think so."
+
+"And -- do -- you -- like -- him?"
+
+"Why, he pleases me in spite of Franz d'Epinay, who tries to
+convince me that he is a being returned from the other
+world." The countess shuddered. "Albert," she said, in a
+voice which was altered by emotion, "I have always put you
+on your guard against new acquaintances. Now you are a man,
+and are able to give me advice; yet I repeat to you, Albert,
+be prudent."
+
+"Why, my dear mother, it is necessary, in order to make your
+advice turn to account, that I should know beforehand what I
+have to distrust. The count never plays, he only drinks pure
+water tinged with a little sherry, and is so rich that he
+cannot, without intending to laugh at me, try to borrow
+money. What, then, have I to fear from him?"
+
+"You are right," said the countess, "and my fears are
+weakness, especially when directed against a man who has
+saved your life. How did your father receive him, Albert? It
+is necessary that we should be more than complaisant to the
+count. M. de Morcerf is sometimes occupied, his business
+makes him reflective, and he might, without intending it" --
+
+"Nothing could be in better taste than my father's demeanor,
+madame," said Albert; "nay, more, he seemed greatly
+flattered at two or three compliments which the count very
+skilfully and agreeably paid him with as much ease as if he
+had known him these thirty years. Each of these little
+tickling arrows must have pleased my father," added Albert
+with a laugh. "And thus they parted the best possible
+friends, and M. de Morcerf even wished to take him to the
+Chamber to hear the speakers." The countess made no reply.
+She fell into so deep a revery that her eyes gradually
+closed. The young man, standing up before her, gazed upon
+her with that filial affection which is so tender and
+endearing with children whose mothers are still young and
+handsome. Then, after seeing her eyes closed, and hearing
+her breathe gently, he believed she had dropped asleep, and
+left the apartment on tiptoe, closing the door after him
+with the utmost precaution. "This devil of a fellow," he
+muttered, shaking his head; "I said at the time he would
+create a sensation here, and I measure his effect by an
+infallible thermometer. My mother has noticed him, and he
+must therefore, perforce, be remarkable." He went down to
+the stables, not without some slight annoyance, when he
+remembered that the Count of Monte Cristo had laid his hands
+on a "turnout" which sent his bays down to second place in
+the opinion of connoisseurs. "Most decidedly," said he, "men
+are not equal, and I must beg my father to develop this
+theorem in the Chamber of Peers."
+
+
+
+Chapter 42
+Monsieur Bertuccio.
+
+Meanwhile the count had arrived at his house; it had taken
+him six minutes to perform the distance, but these six
+minutes were sufficient to induce twenty young men who knew
+the price of the equipage they had been unable to purchase
+themselves, to put their horses in a gallop in order to see
+the rich foreigner who could afford to give 20,000 francs
+apiece for his horses. The house Ali had chosen, and which
+was to serve as a town residence to Monte Cristo, was
+situated on the right hand as you ascend the Champs Elysees.
+A thick clump of trees and shrubs rose in the centre, and
+masked a portion of the front; around this shrubbery two
+alleys, like two arms, extended right and left, and formed a
+carriage-drive from the iron gates to a double portico, on
+every step of which stood a porcelain vase. filled with
+flowers. This house, isolated from the rest, had, besides
+the main entrance, another in the Rue Ponthieu. Even before
+the coachman had hailed the concierge, the massy gates
+rolled on their hinges -- they had seen the Count coming,
+and at Paris, as everywhere else, he was served with the
+rapidity of lightning. The coachman entered and traversed
+the half-circle without slackening his speed, and the gates
+were closed ere the wheels had ceased to sound on the
+gravel. The carriage stopped at the left side of the
+portico, two men presented themselves at the
+carriage-window; the one was Ali, who, smiling with an
+expression of the most sincere joy, seemed amply repaid by a
+mere look from Monte Cristo. The other bowed respectfully,
+and offered his arm to assist the count in descending.
+"Thanks, M. Bertuccio," said the count, springing lightly up
+the three steps of the portico; "and the notary?"
+
+"He is in the small salon, excellency," returned Bertuccio.
+
+"And the cards I ordered to be engraved as soon as you knew
+the number of the house?"
+
+"Your excellency, it is done already. I have been myself to
+the best engraver of the Palais Royal, who did the plate in
+my presence. The first card struck off was taken, according
+to your orders, to the Baron Danglars, Rue de la Chaussee
+d'Antin, No. 7; the others are on the mantle-piece of your
+excellency's bedroom."
+
+"Good; what o'clock is it?"
+
+"Four o'clock." Monte Cristo gave his hat, cane, and gloves
+to the same French footman who had called his carriage at
+the Count of Morcerf's, and then he passed into the small
+salon, preceded by Bertuccio, who showed him the way. "These
+are but indifferent marbles in this ante-chamber," said
+Monte Cristo. "I trust all this will soon be taken away."
+Bertuccio bowed. As the steward had said, the notary awaited
+him in the small salon. He was a simple-looking lawyer's
+clerk, elevated to the extraordinary dignity of a provincial
+scrivener. "You are the notary empowered to sell the country
+house that I wish to purchase, monsieur?" asked Monte
+Cristo.
+
+"Yes, count," returned the notary.
+
+"Is the deed of sale ready?"
+
+"Yes, count."
+
+"Have you brought it?"
+
+"Here it is."
+
+"Very well; and where is this house that I purchase?" asked
+the count carelessly, addressing himself half to Bertuccio,
+half to the notary. The steward made a gesture that
+signified, "I do not know." The notary looked at the count
+with astonishment. "What!" said he, "does not the count know
+where the house he purchases is situated?"
+
+"No," returned the count.
+
+"The count does not know?"
+
+"How should I know? I have arrived from Cadiz this morning.
+I have never before been at Paris, and it is the first time
+I have ever even set my foot in France."
+
+"Ah, that is different; the house you purchase is at
+Auteuil." At these words Bertuccio turned pale. "And where
+is Auteuil?" asked the count.
+
+"Close by here, monsieur," replied the notary -- "a little
+beyond Passy; a charming situation, in the heart of the Bois
+de Boulogne."
+
+"So near as that?" said the Count; "but that is not in the
+country. What made you choose a house at the gates of Paris,
+M. Bertuccio?"
+
+"I," cried the steward with a strange expression. "His
+excellency did not charge me to purchase this house. If his
+excellency will recollect -- if he will think" --
+
+"Ah, true," observed Monte Cristo; "I recollect now. I read
+the advertisement in one of the papers, and was tempted by
+the false title, `a country house.'"
+
+"It is not yet too late," cried Bertuccio, eagerly; "and if
+your excellency will intrust me with the commission, I will
+find you a better at Enghien, at Fontenay-aux-Roses, or at
+Bellevue."
+
+"Oh, no," returned Monte Cristo negligently; "since I have
+this, I will keep it."
+
+"And you are quite right," said the notary, who feared to
+lose his fee. "It is a charming place, well supplied with
+spring-water and fine trees; a comfortable habitation,
+although abandoned for a long time, without reckoning the
+furniture, which, although old, is yet valuable, now that
+old things are so much sought after. I suppose the count has
+the tastes of the day?"
+
+"To be sure," returned Monte Cristo; "it is very convenient,
+then?"
+
+"It is more -- it is magnificent."
+
+"Peste, let us not lose such an opportunity," returned Monte
+Cristo. "The deed, if you please, Mr. Notary." And he signed
+it rapidly, after having first run his eye over that part of
+the deed in which were specified the situation of the house
+and the names of the proprietors. "Bertuccio," said he,
+"give fifty-five thousand francs to monsieur." The steward
+left the room with a faltering step, and returned with a
+bundle of bank-notes, which the notary counted like a man
+who never gives a receipt for money until after he is sure
+it is all there. "And now," demanded the count, "are all the
+forms complied with?"
+
+"All, sir."
+
+"Have you the keys?"
+
+"They are in the hands of the concierge, who takes care of
+the house, but here is the order I have given him to install
+the count in his new possessions."
+
+"Very well;" and Monte Cristo made a sign with his hand to
+the notary, which said, "I have no further need of you; you
+may go."
+
+"But," observed the honest notary, "the count is, I think,
+mistaken; it is only fifty thousand francs, everything
+included."
+
+"And your fee?"
+
+"Is included in this sum."
+
+"But have you not come from Auteuil here?"
+
+"Yes, certainly."
+
+"Well, then, it is but fair that you should be paid for your
+loss of time and trouble," said the count; and he made a
+gesture of polite dismissal. The notary left the room
+backwards, and bowing down to the ground; it was the first
+time he had ever met a similar client. "See this gentleman
+out," said the count to Bertuccio. And the steward followed
+the notary out of the room. Scarcely was the count alone,
+when he drew from his pocket a book closed with a lock, and
+opened it with a key which he wore round his neck, and which
+never left him. After having sought for a few minutes, he
+stopped at a leaf which had several notes, and compared them
+with the deed of sale, which lay on the table. "`Auteuil,
+Rue de la Fontaine, No. 28;' it is indeed the same," said
+he; "and now, am I to rely upon an avowal extorted by
+religious or physical terror? However, in an hour I shall
+know all. Bertuccio!" cried he, striking a light hammer with
+a pliant handle on a small gong. "Bertuccio!" The steward
+appeared at the door. "Monsieur Bertuccio," said the count,
+"did you never tell me that you had travelled in France?"
+
+"In some parts of France -- yes, excellency."
+
+"You know the environs of Paris, then?"
+
+"No, excellency, no," returned the steward, with a sort of
+nervous trembling, which Monte Cristo, a connoisseur in all
+emotions, rightly attributed to great disquietude.
+
+"It is unfortunate," returned he, "that you have never
+visited the environs, for I wish to see my new property this
+evening, and had you gone with me, you could have given me
+some useful information."
+
+"To Auteuil!" cried Bertuccio, whose copper complexion
+became livid -- "I go to Auteuil?"
+
+"Well, what is there surprising in that? When I live at
+Auteuil, you must come there, as you belong to my service."
+Bertuccio hung down his head before the imperious look of
+his master, and remained motionless, without making any
+answer. "Why, what has happened to you? -- are you going to
+make me ring a second time for the carriage?" asked Monte
+Cristo, in the same tone that Louis XIV. pronounced the
+famous, "I have been almost obliged to wait." Bertuccio made
+but one bound to the ante-chamber, and cried in a hoarse
+voice -- "His excellency's horses!" Monte Cristo wrote two
+or three notes, and, as he sealed the last, the steward
+appeared. "Your excellency's carriage is at the door," said
+he.
+
+"Well, take your hat and gloves," returned Monte Cristo.
+
+"Am I to accompany you, your excellency?" cried Bertuccio.
+
+"Certainly, you must give the orders, for I intend residing
+at the house." It was unexampled for a servant of the
+count's to dare to dispute an order of his, so the steward,
+without saying a word, followed his master, who got into the
+carriage, and signed to him to follow, which he did, taking
+his place respectfully on the front seat.
+
+
+
+Chapter 43
+The House at Auteuil.
+
+Monte Cristo noticed, as they descended the staircase, that
+Bertuccio signed himself in the Corsican manner; that is,
+had formed the sign of the cross in the air with his thumb,
+and as he seated himself in the carriage, muttered a short
+prayer. Any one but a man of exhaustless thirst for
+knowledge would have had pity on seeing the steward's
+extraordinary repugnance for the count's projected drive
+without the walls; but the Count was too curious to let
+Bertuccio off from this little journey. In twenty minutes
+they were at Auteuil; the steward's emotion had continued to
+augment as they entered the village. Bertuccio, crouched in
+the corner of the carriage, began to examine with a feverish
+anxiety every house they passed. "Tell them to stop at Rue
+de la Fontaine, No. 28," said the count, fixing his eyes on
+the steward, to whom he gave this order. Bertuccio's
+forehead was covered with perspiration; however, he obeyed,
+and, leaning out of the window, he cried to the coachman, --
+"Rue de la Fontaine, No. 28." No. 28 was situated at the
+extremity of the village; during the drive night had set in,
+and darkness gave the surroundings the artificial appearance
+of a scene on the stage. The carriage stopped, the footman
+sprang off the box, and opened the door. "Well," said the
+count, "you do not get out, M. Bertuccio -- you are going to
+stay in the carriage, then? What are you thinking of this
+evening?" Bertuccio sprang out, and offered his shoulder to
+the count, who, this time, leaned upon it as he descended
+the three steps of the carriage. "Knock," said the count,
+"and announce me." Bertuccio knocked, the door opened, and
+the concierge appeared. "What is it?" asked he.
+
+"It is your new master, my good fellow," said the footman.
+And he held out to the concierge the notary's order.
+
+"The house is sold, then?" demanded the concierge; "and this
+gentleman is coming to live here?"
+
+"Yes, my friend," returned the count; "and I will endeavor
+to give you no cause to regret your old master."
+
+"Oh, monsieur," said the concierge, "I shall not have much
+cause to regret him, for he came here but seldom; it is five
+years since he was here last, and he did well to sell the
+house, for it did not bring him in anything at all."
+
+"What was the name of your old master?" said Monte Cristo.
+
+"The Marquis of Saint-Meran. Ah, I am sure he has not sold
+the house for what he gave for it."
+
+"The Marquis of Saint-Meran!" returned the count. "The name
+is not unknown to me; the Marquis of Saint-Meran!" and he
+appeared to meditate.
+
+"An old gentleman," continued the concierge, "a stanch
+follower of the Bourbons; he had an only daughter, who
+married M. de Villefort, who had been the king's attorney at
+Nimes, and afterwards at Versailles." Monte Cristo glanced
+at Bertuccio, who became whiter than the wall against which
+he leaned to prevent himself from falling. "And is not this
+daughter dead?" demanded Monte Cristo; "I fancy I have heard
+so."
+
+"Yes, monsieur, one and twenty years ago; and since then we
+have not seen the poor marquis three times."
+
+"Thanks, thanks," said Monte Cristo, judging from the
+steward's utter prostration that he could not stretch the
+cord further without danger of breaking it. "Give me a
+light."
+
+"Shall I accompany you, monsieur?"
+
+"No, it is unnecessary; Bertuccio will show me a light." And
+Monte Cristo accompanied these words by the gift of two gold
+pieces, which produced a torrent of thanks and blessings
+from the concierge. "Ah, monsieur," said he, after having
+vainly searched on the mantle-piece and the shelves, "I have
+not got any candles."
+
+"Take one of the carriage-lamps, Bertuccio," said the count,
+"and show me the apartments." The steward obeyed in silence,
+but it was easy to see, from the manner in which the hand
+that held the light trembled, how much it cost him to obey.
+They went over a tolerably large ground-floor; a second
+floor consisted of a salon, a bathroom, and two bedrooms;
+near one of the bedrooms they came to a winding staircase
+that led down to the garden.
+
+"Ah, here is a private staircase," said the count; "that is
+convenient. Light me, M. Bertuccio, and go first; we will
+see where it leads to."
+
+"Monsieur," replied Bertuccio, "it leads to the garden."
+
+"And, pray, how do you know that?"
+
+"It ought to do so, at least."
+
+"Well, let us be sure of that." Bertuccio sighed, and went
+on first; the stairs did, indeed, lead to the garden. At the
+outer door the steward paused. "Go on, Monsieur Bertuccio,"
+said the count. But he who was addressed stood there,
+stupefied, bewildered, stunned; his haggard eyes glanced
+around, as if in search of the traces of some terrible
+event, and with his clinched hands he seemed striving to
+shut out horrible recollections. "Well," insisted the Count.
+"No, no," cried Bertuccio, setting down the lantern at the
+angle of the interior wall. "No, monsieur, it is impossible;
+I can go no farther."
+
+"What does this mean?" demanded the irresistible voice of
+Monte Cristo.
+
+"Why, you must see, your excellency," cried the steward,
+"that this is not natural; that, having a house to purchase,
+you purchase it exactly at Auteuil, and that, purchasing it
+at Auteuil, this house should be No. 28, Rue de la Fontaine.
+Oh, why did I not tell you all? I am sure you would not have
+forced me to come. I hoped your house would have been some
+other one than this; as if there was not another house at
+Auteuil than that of the assassination!"
+
+"What, what!" cried Monte Cristo, stopping suddenly, "what
+words do you utter? Devil of a man, Corsican that you are --
+always mysteries or superstitions. Come, take the lantern,
+and let us visit the garden; you are not afraid of ghosts
+with me, I hope?" Bertuccio raised the lantern, and obeyed.
+The door, as it opened, disclosed a gloomy sky, in which the
+moon strove vainly to struggle through a sea of clouds that
+covered her with billows of vapor which she illumined for an
+instant, only to sink into obscurity. The steward wished to
+turn to the left. "No, no, monsieur," said Monte Cristo.
+"What is the use of following the alleys? Here is a
+beautiful lawn; let us go on straight forwards."
+
+Bertuccio wiped the perspiration from his brow, but obeyed;
+however, he continued to take the left hand. Monte Cristo,
+on the contrary, took the right hand; arrived near a clump
+of trees, he stopped. The steward could not restrain
+himself. "Move, monsieur -- move away, I entreat you; you
+are exactly in the spot!"
+
+"What spot?"
+
+"Where he fell."
+
+"My dear Monsieur Bertuccio," said Monte Cristo, laughing,
+"control yourself; we are not at Sartena or at Corte. This
+is not a Corsican arbor, but an English garden; badly kept,
+I own, but still you must not calumniate it for that."
+
+"Monsieur, I implore you do not stay there!"
+
+"I think you are going mad, Bertuccio," said the count
+coldly. "If that is the case, I warn you, I shall have you
+put in a lunatic asylum."
+
+"Alas, excellency," returned Bertuccio, joining his hands,
+and shaking his head in a manner that would have excited the
+count's laughter, had not thoughts of a superior interest
+occupied him, and rendered him attentive to the least
+revelation of this timorous conscience. "Alas, excellency,
+the evil has arrived!"
+
+"M. Bertuccio," said the count, "I am very glad to tell you,
+that while you gesticulate, you wring your hands and roll
+your eyes like a man possessed by a devil who will not leave
+him; and I have always observed, that the devil most
+obstinate to be expelled is a secret. I knew you were a
+Corsican. I knew you were gloomy, and always brooding over
+some old history of the vendetta; and I overlooked that in
+Italy, because in Italy those things are thought nothing of.
+But in France they are considered in very bad taste; there
+are gendarmes who occupy themselves with such affairs,
+judges who condemn, and scaffolds which avenge." Bertuccio
+clasped his hands, and as, in all these evolutions, he did
+not let fall the lantern, the light showed his pale and
+altered countenance. Monte Cristo examined him with the same
+look that, at Rome, he had bent upon the execution of
+Andrea, and then, in a tone that made a shudder pass through
+the veins of the poor steward, -- "The Abbe Busoni, then
+told me an untruth," said he, "when, after his journey in
+France, in 1829, he sent you to me, with a letter of
+recommendation, in which he enumerated all your valuable
+qualities. Well, I shall write to the abbe; I shall hold him
+responsible for his protege's misconduct, and I shall soon
+know all about this assassination. Only I warn you, that
+when I reside in a country, I conform to all its code, and I
+have no wish to put myself within the compass of the French
+laws for your sake."
+
+"Oh, do not do that, excellency; I have always served you
+faithfully," cried Bertuccio, in despair. "I have always
+been an honest man, and, as far as lay in my power, I have
+done good."
+
+"I do not deny it," returned the count; "but why are you
+thus agitated. It is a bad sign; a quiet conscience does not
+occasion such paleness in the cheeks, and such fever in the
+hands of a man."
+
+"But, your excellency," replied Bertuccio hesitatingly, "did
+not the Abbe Busoni, who heard my confession in the prison
+at Nimes, tell you that I had a heavy burden upon my
+conscience?"
+
+"Yes; but as he said you would make an excellent steward, I
+concluded you had stolen -- that was all."
+
+"Oh, your excellency," returned Bertuccio in deep contempt.
+
+"Or, as you are a Corsican, that you had been unable to
+resist the desire of making a `stiff,' as you call it."
+
+"Yes, my good master," cried Bertuccio, casting himself at
+the count's feet, "it was simply vengeance -- nothing else."
+
+"I understand that, but I do not understand what it is that
+galvanizes you in this manner."
+
+"But, monsieur, it is very natural," returned Bertuccio,
+"since it was in this house that my vengeance was
+accomplished."
+
+"What! my house?"
+
+"Oh, your excellency, it was not yours, then."
+
+"Whose, then? The Marquis de Saint-Meran, I think, the
+concierge said. What had you to revenge on the Marquis de
+Saint-Meran?"
+
+"Oh, it was not on him, monsieur; it was on another."
+
+"This is strange," returned Monte Cristo, seeming to yield
+to his reflections, "that you should find yourself without
+any preparation in a house where the event happened that
+causes you so much remorse."
+
+"Monsieur," said the steward, "it is fatality, I am sure.
+First, you purchase a house at Auteuil -- this house is the
+one where I have committed an assassination; you descend to
+the garden by the same staircase by which he descended; you
+stop at the spot where he received the blow; and two paces
+farther is the grave in which he had just buried his child.
+This is not chance, for chance, in this case, is too much
+like providence."
+
+"Well, amiable Corsican, let us suppose it is providence. I
+always suppose anything people please, and, besides, you
+must concede something to diseased minds. Come, collect
+yourself, and tell me all."
+
+"I have related it but once, and that was to the Abbe
+Busoni. Such things," continued Bertuccio, shaking his head,
+"are only related under the seal of confession."
+
+"Then," said the count, "I refer you to your confessor. Turn
+Chartreux or Trappist, and relate your secrets, but, as for
+me, I do not like any one who is alarmed by such phantasms,
+and I do not choose that my servants should be afraid to
+walk in the garden of an evening. I confess I am not very
+desirous of a visit from the commissary of police, for, in
+Italy, justice is only paid when silent -- in France she is
+paid only when she speaks. Peste, I thought you somewhat
+Corsican, a great deal smuggler, and an excellent steward;
+but I see you have other strings to your bow. You are no
+longer in my service, Monsieur Bertuccio."
+
+"Oh, your excellency, your excellency!" cried the steward,
+struck with terror at this threat, "if that is the only
+reason I cannot remain in your service, I will tell all, for
+if I quit you, it will only be to go to the scaffold."
+
+"That is different," replied Monte Cristo; "but if you
+intend to tell an untruth, reflect it were better not to
+speak at all."
+
+"No, monsieur, I swear to you, by my hopes of salvation, I
+will tell you all, for the Abbe Busoni himself only knew a
+part of my secret; but, I pray you, go away from that
+plane-tree. The moon is just bursting through the clouds,
+and there, standing where you do, and wrapped in that cloak
+that conceals your figure, you remind me of M. de
+Villefort."
+
+" What!" cried Monte Cristo, "it was M. de Villefort?"
+
+"Your excellency knows him?"
+
+"The former royal attorney at Nimes?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Who married the Marquis of Saint-Meran's daughter?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Who enjoyed the reputation of being the most severe, the
+most upright, the most rigid magistrate on the bench?"
+
+"Well, monsieur," said Bertuccio, "this man with this
+spotless reputation" --
+
+"Well?"
+
+"Was a villain."
+
+"Bah," replied Monte Cristo, "impossible!"
+
+"It is as I tell you."
+
+"Ah, really," said Monte Cristo. "Have you proof of this?"
+
+"I had it."
+
+"And you have lost it; how stupid!"
+
+"Yes; but by careful search it might be recovered."
+
+"Really," returned the count, "relate it to me, for it
+begins to interest me." And the count, humming an air from
+"Lucia," went to sit down on a bench, while Bertuccio
+followed him, collecting his thoughts. Bertuccio remained
+standing before him.
+
+
+
+Chapter 44
+The Vendetta.
+
+"At what point shall I begin my story, your excellency?"
+asked Bertuccio.
+
+"Where you please," returned Monte Cristo, "since I know
+nothing at all of it."
+
+"I thought the Abbe Busoni had told your excellency."
+
+"Some particulars, doubtless, but that is seven or eight
+years ago, and I have forgotten them."
+
+"Then I can speak without fear of tiring your excellency."
+
+"Go on, M. Bertuccio; you will supply the want of the
+evening papers."
+
+"The story begins in 1815."
+
+"Ah," said Monte Cristo, "1815 is not yesterday."
+
+"No, monsieur, and yet I recollect all things as clearly as
+if they had happened but then. I had a brother, an elder
+brother, who was in the service of the emperor; he had
+become lieutenant in a regiment composed entirely of
+Corsicans. This brother was my only friend; we became
+orphans -- I at five, he at eighteen. He brought me up as if
+I had been his son, and in 1814 he married. When the emperor
+returned from the Island of Elba, my brother instantly
+joined the army, was slightly wounded at Waterloo, and
+retired with the army beyond the Loire."
+
+"But that is the history of the Hundred Days, M. Bertuccio,"
+said the count; "unless I am mistaken, it has been already
+written."
+
+"Excuse me, excellency, but these details are necessary, and
+you promised to be patient."
+
+"Go on; I will keep my word."
+
+"One day we received a letter. I should tell you that we
+lived in the little village of Rogliano, at the extremity of
+Cape Corso. This letter was from my brother. He told us that
+the army was disbanded, and that he should return by
+Chateauroux, Clermont-Ferrand, Le Puy, and Nimes; and, if I
+had any money, he prayed me to leave it for him at Nimes,
+with an inn-keeper with whom I had dealings."
+
+"In the smuggling line?" said Monte Cristo.
+
+"Eh, your excellency? Every one must live."
+
+"Certainly; go on."
+
+"I loved my brother tenderly, as I told your excellency, and
+I resolved not to send the money, but to take it to him
+myself. I possessed a thousand francs. I left five hundred
+with Assunta, my sister-in-law, and with the other five
+hundred I set off for Nimes. It was easy to do so, and as I
+had my boat and a lading to take in at sea, everything
+favored my project. But, after we had taken in our cargo,
+the wind became contrary, so that we were four or five days
+without being able to enter the Rhone. At last, however, we
+succeeded, and worked up to Arles. I left the boat between
+Bellegarde and Beaucaire, and took the road to Nimes."
+
+"We are getting to the story now?"
+
+"Yes, your excellency; excuse me, but, as you will see, I
+only tell you what is absolutely necessary. Just at this
+time the famous massacres took place in the south of France.
+Three brigands, called Trestaillon, Truphemy, and Graffan,
+publicly assassinated everybody whom they suspected of
+Bonapartism. You have doubtless heard of these massacres,
+your excellency?"
+
+"Vaguely; I was far from France at that period. Go on."
+
+"As I entered Nimes, I literally waded in blood; at every
+step you encountered dead bodies and bands of murderers, who
+killed, plundered, and burned. At the sight of this
+slaughter and devastation I became terrified, not for myself
+-- for I, a simple Corsican fisherman, had nothing to fear;
+on the contrary, that time was most favorable for us
+smugglers -- but for my brother, a soldier of the empire,
+returning from the army of the Loire, with his uniform and
+his epaulets, there was everything to apprehend. I hastened
+to the inn-keeper. My misgivings had been but too true. My
+brother had arrived the previous evening at Nimes, and, at
+the very door of the house where he was about to demand
+hospitality, he had been assassinated. I did all in my power
+to discover the murderers, but no one durst tell me their
+names, so much were they dreaded. I then thought of that
+French justice of which I had heard so much, and which
+feared nothing, and I went to the king's attorney."
+
+"And this king's attorney was named Villefort?" asked Monte
+Cristo carelessly.
+
+"Yes, your excellency; he came from Marseilles, where he had
+been deputy-procureur. His zeal had procured him
+advancement, and he was said to be one of the first who had
+informed the government of the departure from the Island of
+Elba."
+
+"Then," said Monte Cristo "you went to him?"
+
+"`Monsieur,' I said, `my brother was assassinated yesterday
+in the streets of Nimes, I know not by whom, but it is your
+duty to find out. You are the representative of justice
+here, and it is for justice to avenge those she has been
+unable to protect.' -- `Who was your brother?' asked he. --
+`A lieutenant in the Corsican battalion.' -- `A soldier of
+the usurper, then?' -- `A soldier of the French army.' --
+`Well,' replied he, `he has smitten with the sword, and he
+has perished by the sword.' -- `You are mistaken, monsieur,'
+I replied; `he has perished by the poniard.' -- `What do you
+want me to do?' asked the magistrate. -- `I have already
+told you -- avenge him.' -- `On whom?' -- `On his
+murderers.' -- `How should I know who they are?' -- `Order
+them to be sought for.' -- `Why, your brother has been
+involved in a quarrel, and killed in a duel. All these old
+soldiers commit excesses which were tolerated in the time of
+the emperor, but which are not suffered now, for the people
+here do not like soldiers of such disorderly conduct.' --
+`Monsieur,' I replied, `it is not for myself that I entreat
+your interference -- I should grieve for him or avenge him,
+but my poor brother had a wife, and were anything to happen
+to me, the poor creature would perish from want, for my
+brother's pay alone kept her. Pray, try and obtain a small
+government pension for her.'
+
+"`Every revolution has its catastrophes,' returned M. de
+Villefort; `your brother has been the victim of this. It is
+a misfortune, and government owes nothing to his family. If
+we are to judge by all the vengeance that the followers of
+the usurper exercised on the partisans of the king, when, in
+their turn, they were in power, your brother would be
+to-day, in all probability, condemned to death. What has
+happened is quite natural, and in conformity with the law of
+reprisals.' -- `What,' cried I, `do you, a magistrate, speak
+thus to me?' -- `All these Corsicans are mad, on my honor,'
+replied M. de Villefort; `they fancy that their countryman
+is still emperor. You have mistaken the time, you should
+have told me this two months ago, it is too late now. Go
+now, at once, or I shall have you put out.'
+
+"I looked at him an instant to see if there was anything to
+hope from further entreaty. But he was a man of stone. I
+approached him, and said in a low voice, `Well, since you
+know the Corsicans so well, you know that they always keep
+their word. You think that it was a good deed to kill my
+brother, who was a Bonapartist, because you are a royalist.
+Well, I, who am a Bonapartist also, declare one thing to
+you, which is, that I will kill you. From this moment I
+declare the vendetta against you, so protect yourself as
+well as you can, for the next time we meet your last hour
+has come.' And before he had recovered from his surprise, I
+opened the door and left the room."
+
+"Well, well," said Monte Cristo, "such an innocent looking
+person as you are to do those things, M. Bertuccio, and to a
+king's attorney at that! But did he know what was meant by
+the terrible word `vendetta'?"
+
+"He knew so well, that from that moment he shut himself in
+his house, and never went out unattended, seeking me high
+and low. Fortunately, I was so well concealed that he could
+not find me. Then he became alarmed, and dared not stay any
+longer at Nimes, so he solicited a change of residence, and,
+as he was in reality very influential, he was nominated to
+Versailles. But, as you know, a Corsican who has sworn to
+avenge himself cares not for distance, so his carriage, fast
+as it went, was never above half a day's journey before me,
+who followed him on foot. The most important thing was, not
+to kill him only -- for I had an opportunity of doing so a
+hundred times -- but to kill him without being discovered --
+at least, without being arrested. I no longer belonged to
+myself, for I had my sister-in-law to protect and provide
+for. For three months I watched M. de Villefort, for three
+months he took not a step out-of-doors without my following
+him. At length I discovered that he went mysteriously to
+Auteuil. I followed him thither, and I saw him enter the
+house where we now are, only, instead of entering by the
+great door that looks into the street, he came on horseback,
+or in his carriage, left the one or the other at the little
+inn, and entered by the gate you see there." Monte Cristo
+made a sign with his head to show that he could discern in
+the darkness the door to which Bertuccio alluded. "As I had
+nothing more to do at Versailles, I went to Auteuil, and
+gained all the information I could. If I wished to surprise
+him, it was evident this was the spot to lie in wait for
+him. The house belonged, as the concierge informed your
+excellency, to M. de Saint-Meran, Villefort's father-in-law.
+M. de Saint-Meran lived at Marseilles, so that this country
+house was useless to him, and it was reported to be let to a
+young widow, known only by the name of `the baroness.'
+
+"One evening, as I was looking over the wall, I saw a young
+and handsome woman who was walking alone in that garden,
+which was not overlooked by any windows, and I guessed that
+she was awaiting M. de Villefort. When she was sufficiently
+near for me to distinguish her features, I saw she was from
+eighteen to nineteen, tall and very fair. As she had a loose
+muslin dress on and as nothing concealed her figure, I saw
+she would ere long become a mother. A few moments after, the
+little door was opened and a man entered. The young woman
+hastened to meet him. They threw themselves into each
+other's arms, embraced tenderly, and returned together to
+the house. The man was M. de Villefort; I fully believed
+that when he went out in the night he would be forced to
+traverse the whole of the garden alone."
+
+"And," asked the count, "did you ever know the name of this
+woman?"
+
+"No, excellency," returned Bertuccio; "you will see that I
+had no time to learn it."
+
+"Go on."
+
+"That evening," continued Bertuccio, "I could have killed
+the procureur, but as I was not sufficiently acquainted with
+the neighborhood, I was fearful of not killing him on the
+spot, and that if his cries were overheard I might be taken;
+so I put it off until the next occasion, and in order that
+nothing should escape me, I took a chamber looking into the
+street bordered by the wall of the garden. Three days after,
+about seven o'clock in the evening, I saw a servant on
+horseback leave the house at full gallop, and take the road
+to Sevres. I concluded that he was going to Versailles, and
+I was not deceived. Three hours later, the man returned
+covered with dust, his errand was performed, and two minutes
+after, another man on foot, muffled in a mantle, opened the
+little door of the garden, which he closed after him. I
+descended rapidly; although I had not seen Villefort's face,
+I recognized him by the beating of my heart. I crossed the
+street, and stopped at a post placed at the angle of the
+wall, and by means of which I had once before looked into
+the garden. This time I did not content myself with looking,
+but I took my knife out of my pocket, felt that the point
+was sharp, and sprang over the wall. My first care was to
+run to the door; he had left the key in it, taking the
+simple precaution of turning it twice in the lock. Nothing,
+then, preventing my escape by this means, I examined the
+grounds. The garden was long and narrow; a stretch of smooth
+turf extended down the middle, and at the corners were
+clumps of trees with thick and massy foliage, that made a
+background for the shrubs and flowers. In order to go from
+the door to the house, or from the house to the door, M. de
+Villefort would be obliged to pass by one of these clumps of
+trees.
+
+"It was the end of September; the wind blew violently. The
+faint glimpses of the pale moon, hidden momentarily by
+masses of dark clouds that were sweeping across the sky,
+whitened the gravel walks that led to the house, but were
+unable to pierce the obscurity of the thick shrubberies, in
+which a man could conceal himself without any fear of
+discovery. I hid myself in the one nearest to the path
+Villefort must take, and scarcely was I there when, amidst
+the gusts of wind, I fancied I heard groans; but you know,
+or rather you do not know, your excellency, that he who is
+about to commit an assassination fancies that he hears low
+cries perpetually ringing in his ears. Two hours passed
+thus, during which I imagined I heard moans repeatedly.
+Midnight struck. As the last stroke died away, I saw a faint
+light shine through the windows of the private staircase by
+which we have just descended. The door opened, and the man
+in the mantle reappeared. The terrible moment had come, but
+I had so long been prepared for it that my heart did not
+fail in the least. I drew my knife from my pocket again,
+opened it, and made ready to strike. The man in the mantle
+advanced towards me, but as he drew near I saw that he had a
+weapon in his hand. I was afraid, not of a struggle, but of
+a failure. When he was only a few paces from me, I saw that
+what I had taken for a weapon was only a spade. I was still
+unable to divine for what reason M. de Villefort had this
+spade in his hands, when he stopped close to the thicket
+where I was, glanced round, and began to dig a hole in the
+earth. I then perceived that he was hiding something under
+his mantle, which he laid on the grass in order to dig more
+freely. Then, I confess, curiosity mingled with hatred; I
+wished to see what Villefort was going to do there, and I
+remained motionless, holding my breath. Then an idea crossed
+my mind, which was confirmed when I saw the procureur lift
+from under his mantle a box, two feet long, and six or eight
+inches deep. I let him place the box in the hole he had
+made, then, while he stamped with his feet to remove all
+traces of his occupation, I rushed on him and plunged my
+knife into his breast, exclaiming, -- `I am Giovanni
+Bertuccio; thy death for my brother's; thy treasure for his
+widow; thou seest that my vengeance is more complete than I
+had hoped.' I know not if he heard these words; I think he
+did not, for he fell without a cry. I felt his blood gush
+over my face, but I was intoxicated, I was delirious, and
+the blood refreshed, instead of burning me. In a second I
+had disinterred the box; then, that it might not be known I
+had done so, I filled up the hole, threw the spade over the
+wall, and rushed through the door, which I double-locked,
+carrying off the key."
+
+"Ah," said Monte Cristo "it seems to me this was nothing but
+murder and robbery."
+
+"No, your excellency," returned Bertuccio; "it was a
+vendetta followed by restitution."
+
+"And was the sum a large one?"
+
+"It was not money."
+
+"Ah, I recollect," replied the count; "did you not say
+something of an infant?"
+
+"Yes, excellency; I hastened to the river, sat down on the
+bank, and with my knife forced open the lock of the box. In
+a fine linen cloth was wrapped a new-born child. Its purple
+visage, and its violet-colored hands showed that it had
+perished from suffocation, but as it was not yet cold, I
+hesitated to throw it into the water that ran at my feet.
+After a moment I fancied that I felt a slight pulsation of
+the heart, and as I had been assistant at the hospital at
+Bastia, I did what a doctor would have done -- I inflated
+the lungs by blowing air into them, and at the expiration of
+a quarter of an hour, it began to breathe, and cried feebly.
+In my turn I uttered a cry, but a cry of joy. `God has not
+cursed me then,' I cried, `since he permits me to save the
+life of a human creature, in exchange for the life I have
+taken away.'"
+
+"And what did you do with the child?" asked Monte Cristo.
+"It was an embarrassing load for a man seeking to escape."
+
+"I had not for a moment the idea of keeping it, but I knew
+that at Paris there was an asylum where they receive such
+creatures. As I passed the city gates I declared that I had
+found the child on the road, and I inquired where the asylum
+was; the box confirmed my statement, the linen proved that
+the infant belonged to wealthy parents, the blood with which
+I was covered might have proceeded from the child as well as
+from any one else. No objection was raised, but they pointed
+out the asylum, which was situated at the upper end of the
+Rue d'Enfer, and after having taken the precaution of
+cutting the linen in two pieces, so that one of the two
+letters which marked it was on the piece wrapped around the
+child, while the other remained in my possession, I rang the
+bell, and fled with all speed. A fortnight after I was at
+Rogliano, and I said to Assunta, -- `Console thyself,
+sister; Israel is dead, but he is avenged.' She demanded
+what I meant, and when I had told her all, -- `Giovanni,'
+said she, `you should have brought this child with you; we
+would have replaced the parents it has lost, have called it
+Benedetto, and then, in consequence of this good action, God
+would have blessed us.' In reply I gave her the half of the
+linen I had kept in order to reclaim him if we became rich."
+
+"What letters were marked on the linen?" said Monte Cristo.
+
+"An H and an N, surmounted by a baron's coronet."
+
+"By heaven, M. Bertuccio, you make use of heraldic terms;
+where did you study heraldry?"
+
+"In your service, excellency, where everything is learned."
+
+"Go on, I am curious to know two things."
+
+"What are they, your excellency ?"
+
+"What became of this little boy? for I think you told me it
+was a boy, M. Bertuccio."
+
+"No excellency, I do not recollect telling you that."
+
+"I thought you did; I must have been mistaken."
+
+"No, you were not, for it was in reality a little boy. But
+your excellency wished to know two things; what was the
+second?"
+
+"The second was the crime of which you were accused when you
+asked for a confessor, and the Abbe Busoni came to visit you
+at your request in the prison at Nimes."
+
+"The story will be very long, excellency."
+
+"What matter? you know I take but little sleep, and I do not
+suppose you are very much inclined for it either." Bertuccio
+bowed, and resumed his story.
+
+"Partly to drown the recollections of the past that haunted
+me, partly to supply the wants of the poor widow, I eagerly
+returned to my trade of smuggler, which had become more easy
+since that relaxation of the laws which always follows a
+revolution. The southern districts were ill-watched in
+particular, in consequence of the disturbances that were
+perpetually breaking out in Avignon, Nimes, or Uzes. We
+profited by this respite on the part of the government to
+make friends everywhere. Since my brother's assassination in
+the streets of Nimes, I had never entered the town; the
+result was that the inn-keeper with whom we were connected,
+seeing that we would no longer come to him, was forced to
+come to us, and had established a branch to his inn, on the
+road from Bellegarde to Beaucaire, at the sign of the Pont
+du Gard. We had thus, at Aigues-Mortes, Martigues, or Bouc,
+a dozen places where we left our goods, and where, in case
+of necessity, we concealed ourselves from the gendarmes and
+custom-house officers. Smuggling is a profitable trade, when
+a certain degree of vigor and intelligence is employed; as
+for myself, brought up in the mountains, I had a double
+motive for fearing the gendarmes and custom-house officers,
+as my appearance before the judges would cause an inquiry,
+and an inquiry always looks back into the past. And in my
+past life they might find something far more grave than the
+selling of smuggled cigars, or barrels of brandy without a
+permit. So, preferring death to capture, I accomplished the
+most astonishing deeds, and which, more than once, showed me
+that the too great care we take of our bodies is the only
+obstacle to the success of those projects which require
+rapid decision, and vigorous and determined execution. In
+reality, when you have once devoted your life to your
+enterprises, you are no longer the equal of other men, or,
+rather, other men are no longer your equals, and whosoever
+has taken this resolution, feels his strength and resources
+doubled."
+
+"Philosophy, M. Bertuccio," interrupted the Count; "you have
+done a little of everything in your life."
+
+"Oh, excellency,"
+
+"No, no; but philosophy at half-past ten at night is
+somewhat late; yet I have no other observation to make, for
+what you say is correct, which is more than can be said for
+all philosophy."
+
+"My journeys became more and more extensive and more
+productive. Assunta took care of all, and our little fortune
+increased. One day as I was setting off on an expedition,
+`Go,' said she; `at your return I will give you a surprise.'
+I questioned her, but in vain; she would tell me nothing,
+and I departed. Our expedition lasted nearly six weeks; we
+had been to Lucca to take in oil, to Leghorn for English
+cottons, and we ran our cargo without opposition, and
+returned home full of joy. When I entered the house, the
+first thing I beheld in the middle of Assunta's chamber was
+a cradle that might be called sumptuous compared with the
+rest of the furniture, and in it a baby seven or eight
+months old. I uttered a cry of joy; the only moments of
+sadness I had known since the assassination of the procureur
+were caused by the recollection that I had abandoned this
+child. For the assassination itself I had never felt any
+remorse. Poor Assunta had guessed all. She had profited by
+my absence, and furnished with the half of the linen, and
+having written down the day and hour at which I had
+deposited the child at the asylum, had set off for Paris,
+and had reclaimed it. No objection was raised, and the
+infant was given up to her. Ah, I confess, your excellency,
+when I saw this poor creature sleeping peacefully in its
+cradle, I felt my eyes filled with tears. `Ah, Assunta,'
+cried I, `you are an excellent woman, and heaven will bless
+you.'"
+
+"This," said Monte Cristo, "is less correct than your
+philosophy, -- it is only faith."
+
+"Alas, your excellency is right," replied Bertuccio, "and
+God made this infant the instrument of our punishment. Never
+did a perverse nature declare itself more prematurely, and
+yet it was not owing to any fault in his bringing up. He was
+a most lovely child, with large blue eyes, of that deep
+color that harmonizes so well with the blond complexion;
+only his hair, which was too light, gave his face a most
+singular expression, and added to the vivacity of his look,
+and the malice of his smile. Unfortunately, there is a
+proverb which says that `red is either altogether good or
+altogether bad.' The proverb was but too correct as regarded
+Benedetto, and even in his infancy he manifested the worst
+disposition. It is true that the indulgence of his
+foster-mother encouraged him. This child, for whom my poor
+sister would go to the town, five or six leagues off, to
+purchase the earliest fruits and the most tempting
+sweetmeats, preferred to Palma grapes or Genoese preserves,
+the chestnuts stolen from a neighbor's orchard, or the dried
+apples in his loft, when he could eat as well of the nuts
+and apples that grew in my garden. One day, when Benedetto
+was about five or six, our neighbor Vasilio, who, according
+to the custom of the country, never locked up his purse or
+his valuables -- for, as your excellency knows, there are no
+thieves in Corsica -- complained that he had lost a louis
+out of his purse; we thought he must have made a mistake in
+counting his money, but he persisted in the accuracy of his
+statement. One day, Benedetto, who had been gone from the
+house since morning, to our great anxiety, did not return
+until late in the evening, dragging a monkey after him,
+which he said he had found chained to the foot of a tree.
+For more than a month past, the mischievous child, who knew
+not what to wish for, had taken it into his head to have a
+monkey. A boatman, who had passed by Rogliano, and who had
+several of these animals, whose tricks had greatly diverted
+him, had, doubtless, suggested this idea to him. `Monkeys
+are not found in our woods chained to trees,' said I;
+`confess how you obtained this animal.' Benedetto maintained
+the truth of what he had said, and accompanied it with
+details that did more honor to his imagination than to his
+veracity. I became angry; he began to laugh, I threatened to
+strike him, and he made two steps backwards. `You cannot
+beat me,' said he; `you have no right, for you are not my
+father.'
+
+"We never knew who had revealed this fatal secret, which we
+had so carefully concealed from him; however, it was this
+answer, in which the child's whole character revealed
+itself, that almost terrified me, and my arm fell without
+touching him. The boy triumphed, and this victory rendered
+him so audacious, that all the money of Assunta, whose
+affection for him seemed to increase as he became more
+unworthy of it, was spent in caprices she knew not how to
+contend against, and follies she had not the courage to
+prevent. When I was at Rogliano everything went on properly,
+but no sooner was my back turned than Benedetto became
+master, and everything went ill. When he was only eleven, he
+chose his companions from among the young men of eighteen or
+twenty, the worst characters in Bastia, or, indeed, in
+Corsica, and they had already, for some mischievous pranks,
+been several times threatened with a prosecution. I became
+alarmed, as any prosecution might be attended with serious
+consequences. I was compelled, at this period, to leave
+Corsica on an important expedition; I reflected for a long
+time, and with the hope of averting some impending
+misfortune, I resolved that Benedetto should accompany me. I
+hoped that the active and laborious life of a smuggler, with
+the severe discipline on board, would have a salutary effect
+on his character, which was now well-nigh, if not quite,
+corrupt. I spoke to Benedetto alone, and proposed to him to
+accompany me, endeavoring to tempt him by all the promises
+most likely to dazzle the imagination of a child of twelve.
+He heard me patiently, and when I had finished, burst out
+laughing.
+
+"`Are you mad, uncle?' (he called me by this name when he
+was in good humor); `do you think I am going to change the
+life I lead for your mode of existence -- my agreeable
+indolence for the hard and precarious toil you impose on
+yourself, exposed to the bitter frost at night, and the
+scorching heat by day, compelled to conceal yourself, and
+when you are perceived, receive a volley of bullets, all to
+earn a paltry sum? Why, I have as much money as I want;
+mother Assunta always furnishes me when I ask for it! You
+see that I should be a fool to accept your offer.' The
+arguments, and his audacity, perfectly stupefied me.
+Benedetto rejoined his associates, and I saw him from a
+distance point me out to them as a fool."
+
+"Sweet child," murmured Monte Cristo.
+
+"Oh, had he been my own son," replied Bertuccio, "or even my
+nephew, I would have brought him back to the right road, for
+the knowledge that you are doing your duty gives you
+strength, but the idea that I was striking a child whose
+father I had killed, made it impossible for me to punish
+him. I gave my sister, who constantly defended the
+unfortunate boy, good advice, and as she confessed that she
+had several times missed money to a considerable amount, I
+showed her a safe place in which to conceal our little
+treasure for the future. My mind was already made up.
+Benedetto could read, write, and cipher perfectly, for when
+the fit seized him, he learned more in a day than others in
+a week. My intention was to enter him as a clerk in some
+ship, and without letting him know anything of my plan, to
+convey him some morning on board; by this means his future
+treatment would depend upon his own conduct. I set off for
+France, after having fixed upon the plan. Our cargo was to
+be landed in the Gulf of Lyons, and this was a difficult
+thing to do because it was then the year 1829. The most
+perfect tranquillity was restored, and the vigilance of the
+custom-house officers was redoubled, and their strictness
+was increased at this time, in consequence of the fair at
+Beaucaire.
+
+"Our expedition made a favorable beginning. We anchored our
+vessel -- which had a double hold, where our goods were
+concealed -- amidst a number of other vessels that bordered
+the banks of the Rhone from Beaucaire to Arles. On our
+arrival we began to discharge our cargo in the night, and to
+convey it into the town, by the help of the inn-keeper with
+whom we were connected. Whether success rendered us
+imprudent, or whether we were betrayed, I know not; but one
+evening, about five o'clock, our little cabin-boy came
+breathlessly, to inform us that he had seen a detachment of
+custom-house officers advancing in our direction. It was not
+their proximity that alarmed us, for detachments were
+constantly patrolling along the banks of the Rhone, but the
+care, according to the boy's account, that they took to
+avoid being seen. In an instant we were on the alert, but it
+was too late; our vessel was surrounded, and amongst the
+custom-house officers I observed several gendarmes, and, as
+terrified at the sight of their uniforms as I was brave at
+the sight of any other, I sprang into the hold, opened a
+port, and dropped into the river, dived, and only rose at
+intervals to breathe, until I reached a ditch that had
+recently been made from the Rhone to the canal that runs
+from Beaucaire to Aigues-Mortes. I was now safe, for I could
+swim along the ditch without being seen, and I reached the
+canal in safety. I had designedly taken this direction. I
+have already told your excellency of an inn-keeper from
+Nimes who had set up a little tavern on the road from
+Bellegarde to Beaucaire."
+
+"Yes," said Monte Cristo "I perfectly recollect him; I think
+he was your colleague."
+
+"Precisely," answered Bertuccio; "but he had, seven or eight
+years before this period, sold his establishment to a tailor
+at Marseilles, who, having almost ruined himself in his old
+trade, wished to make his fortune in another. Of course, we
+made the same arrangements with the new landlord that we had
+with the old; and it was of this man that I intended to ask
+shelter."
+
+"What was his name?" inquired the count, who seemed to
+become somewhat interested in Bertuccio's story.
+
+"Gaspard Caderousse; he had married a woman from the village
+of Carconte, and whom we did not know by any other name than
+that of her village. She was suffering from malarial fever,
+and seemed dying by inches. As for her husband, he was a
+strapping fellow of forty, or five and forty, who had more
+than once, in time of danger, given ample proof of his
+presence of mind and courage."
+
+"And you say," interrupted Monte Cristo "that this took
+place towards the year" --
+
+"1829, your excellency."
+
+"In what month?"
+
+"June."
+
+"The beginning or the end?"
+
+"The evening of the 3d."
+
+"Ah," said Monte Cristo "the evening of the 3d of June,
+1829. Go on."
+
+"It was from Caderousse that I intended demanding shelter,
+and, as we never entered by the door that opened onto the
+road, I resolved not to break through the rule, so climbing
+over the garden-hedge, I crept amongst the olive and wild
+fig trees, and fearing that Caderousse might have some
+guest, I entered a kind of shed in which I had often passed
+the night, and which was only separated from the inn by a
+partition, in which holes had been made in order to enable
+us to watch an opportunity of announcing our presence. My
+intention was, if Caderousse was alone, to acquaint him with
+my presence, finish the meal the custom-house officers had
+interrupted, and profit by the threatened storm to return to
+the Rhone, and ascertain the state of our vessel and its
+crew. I stepped into the shed, and it was fortunate I did
+so, for at that moment Caderousse entered with a stranger.
+
+"I waited patiently, not to overhear what they said, but
+because I could do nothing else; besides, the same thing had
+occurred often before. The man who was with Caderousse was
+evidently a stranger to the South of France; he was one of
+those merchants who come to sell jewellery at the Beaucaire
+fair, and who during the month the fair lasts, and during
+which there is so great an influx of merchants and customers
+from all parts of Europe, often have dealings to the amount
+of 100,000 to 150,000 francs. Caderousse entered hastily.
+Then, seeing that the room was, as usual, empty, and only
+guarded by the dog, he called to his wife, `Hello,
+Carconte,' said he, `the worthy priest has not deceived us;
+the diamond is real.' An exclamation of joy was heard, and
+the staircase creaked beneath a feeble step. `What do you
+say?' asked his wife, pale as death.
+
+"`I say that the diamond is real, and that this gentleman,
+one of the first jewellers of Paris, will give us 50,000
+francs for it. Only, in order to satisfy himself that it
+really belongs to us, he wishes you to relate to him, as I
+have done already, the miraculous manner in which the
+diamond came into our possession. In the meantime please to
+sit down, monsieur, and I will fetch you some refreshment.'
+The jeweller examined attentively the interior of the inn
+and the apparent poverty of the persons who were about to
+sell him a diamond that seemed to have come from the casket
+of a prince. `Relate your story, madame,' said he, wishing,
+no doubt, to profit by the absence of the husband, so that
+the latter could not influence the wife's story, to see if
+the two recitals tallied.
+
+"`Oh,' returned she, `it was a gift of heaven. My husband
+was a great friend, in 1814 or 1815, of a sailor named
+Edmond Dantes. This poor fellow, whom Caderousse had
+forgotten, had not forgotten him, and at his death he
+bequeathed this diamond to him.' -- `But how did he obtain
+it?' asked the jeweller; `had he it before he was
+imprisoned?' -- `No, monsieur; but it appears that in prison
+he made the acquaintance of a rich Englishman, and as in
+prison he fell sick, and Dantes took the same care of him as
+if he had been his brother, the Englishman, when he was set
+free, gave this stone to Dantes, who, less fortunate, died,
+and, in his turn, left it to us, and charged the excellent
+abbe, who was here this morning, to deliver it.' -- `The
+same story,' muttered the jeweller; `and improbable as it
+seemed at first, it may be true. There's only the price we
+are not agreed about.' -- `How not agreed about?' said
+Caderousse. `I thought we agreed for the price I asked.' --
+`That is,' replied the jeweller, `I offered 40,000 francs.'
+-- `Forty thousand,' cried La Carconte; `we will not part
+with it for that sum. The abbe told us it was worth 50,000
+without the setting.'
+
+"`What was the abbe's name?' asked the indefatigable
+questioner. -- `The Abbe Busoni,' said La Carconte. -- `He
+was a foreigner?' -- `An Italian, from the neighborhood of
+Mantua, I believe.' -- `Let me see this diamond again,'
+replied the jeweller; `the first time you are often mistaken
+as to the value of a stone.' Caderousse took from his pocket
+a small case of black shagreen, opened, and gave it to the
+jeweller. At the sight of the diamond, which was as large as
+a hazel-nut, La Carconte's eyes sparkled with cupidity."
+
+"And what did you think of this fine story, eavesdropper?"
+said Monte Cristo; "did you credit it?"
+
+"Yes, your excellency. I did not look on Caderousse as a bad
+man, and I thought him incapable of committing a crime, or
+even a theft."
+
+"That did more honor to your heart than to your experience,
+M. Bertuccio. Had you known this Edmond Dantes, of whom they
+spoke?"
+
+"No, your excellency, I had never heard of him before, and
+never but once afterwards, and that was from the Abbe Busoni
+himself, when I saw him in the prison at Nimes."
+
+"Go on."
+
+"The jeweller took the ring, and drawing from his pocket a
+pair of steel pliers and a small set of copper scales, he
+took the stone out of its setting, and weighed it carefully.
+`I will give you 45,000,' said he, `but not a sou more;
+besides, as that is the exact value of the stone, I brought
+just that sum with me.' -- `Oh, that's no matter,' replied
+Caderousse, `I will go back with you to fetch the other
+5,000 francs.' -- `No,' returned the jeweller, giving back
+the diamond and the ring to Caderousse -- `no, it is worth
+no more, and I am sorry I offered so much, for the stone has
+a flaw in it, which I had not seen. However, I will not go
+back on my word, and I will give 45,000.' -- `At least,
+replace the diamond in the ring,' said La Carconte sharply.
+-- `Ah, true,' replied the jeweller, and he reset the stone.
+-- `No matter,' observed Caderousse, replacing the box in
+his pocket, `some one else will purchase it.' -- `Yes,'
+continued the jeweller; `but some one else will not be so
+easy as I am, or content himself with the same story. It is
+not natural that a man like you should possess such a
+diamond. He will inform against you. You will have to find
+the Abbe Busoni; and abbes who give diamonds worth two
+thousand louis are rare. The law would seize it, and put you
+in prison; if at the end of three or four months you are set
+at liberty, the ring will be lost, or a false stone, worth
+three francs, will be given you, instead of a diamond worth
+50,000 or perhaps 55,000 francs; from which you must allow
+that one runs considerable risk in purchasing.' Caderousse
+and his wife looked eagerly at each other. -- `No,' said
+Caderousse, `we are not rich enough to lose 5,000 francs.'
+-- `As you please, my dear sir,' said the, jeweller; `I had,
+however, as you see, brought you the money in bright coin.'
+And he drew from his pocket a handful of gold, and held it
+sparkling before the dazzled eyes of the innkeeper, and in
+the other hand he held a packet of bank-notes.
+
+"There was evidently a severe struggle in the mind of
+Caderousse; it was plain that the small shagreen case, which
+he turned over and over in his hand, did not seem to him
+commensurate in value to the enormous sum which fascinated
+his gaze. He turned towards his wife. `What do you think of
+this?' he asked in a low voice. -- `Let him have it -- let
+him have it,' she said. `If he returns to Beaucaire without
+the diamond, he will inform against us, and, as he says, who
+knows if we shall ever again see the Abbe Busoni? -- in all
+probability we shall never see him.' -- `Well, then, so I
+will!' said Caderousse; `so you may have the diamond for
+45,000 francs. But my wife wants a gold chain, and I want a
+pair of silver buckles.' The jeweller drew from his pocket a
+long flat box, which contained several samples of the
+articles demanded. `Here,' he said, `I am very
+straightforward in my dealings -- take your choice.' The
+woman selected a gold chain worth about five louis, and the
+husband a pair of buckles. worth perhaps fifteen francs. --
+`I hope you will not complain now?' said the jeweller.
+
+"`The abbe told me it was worth 50,000 francs,' muttered
+Caderousse. `Come, come -- give it to me! What a strange
+fellow you are,' said the jeweller, taking the diamond from
+his hand. `I give you 45,000 francs -- that is, 2,500 livres
+of income, -- a fortune such as I wish I had myself, and you
+are not satisfied!' -- `And the five and forty thousand
+francs,' inquired Caderousse in a hoarse voice, `where are
+they? Come -- let us see them.' -- `Here they are,' replied
+the jeweller, and he counted out upon the table 15,000
+francs in gold, and 30,000 francs in bank-notes.
+
+"`Wait while I light the lamp,' said La Carconte; `it is
+growing dark, and there may be some mistake.' In fact, night
+had come on during this conversation, and with night the
+storm which had been threatening for the last half-hour. The
+thunder growled in the distance; but it was apparently not
+heard by the jeweller, Caderousse, or La Carconte, absorbed
+as they were all three with the demon of gain. I myself
+felt; a strange kind of fascination at the sight of all this
+gold and all these bank-notes; it seemed to me that I was in
+a dream, and, as it always happens in a dream, I felt myself
+riveted to the spot. Caderousse counted and again counted
+the gold and the notes, then handed them to his wife, who
+counted and counted them again in her turn. During this
+time, the jeweller made the diamond play and sparkle in the
+lamplight, and the gem threw out jets of light which made
+him unmindful of those which -- precursors of the storm --
+began to play in at the windows. `Well,' inquired the
+jeweller, `is the cash all right?'
+
+"`Yes,' said Caderousse. `Give me the pocket-book, La
+Carconte, and find a bag somewhere.'
+
+"La Carconte went to a cupboard, and returned with an old
+leathern pocket-book and a bag. From the former she took
+some greasy letters, and put in their place the bank-notes,
+and from the bag took two or three crowns of six livres
+each, which, in all probability, formed the entire fortune
+of the miserable couple. `There,' said Caderousse; `and now,
+although you have wronged us of perhaps 10,000 francs, will
+you have your supper with us? I invite you with good-will.'
+-- `Thank you,' replied the jeweller, `it must be getting
+late, and I must return to Beaucaire -- my wife will be
+getting uneasy.' He drew out his watch, and exclaimed,
+`Morbleu, nearly nine o'clock -- why, I shall not get back
+to Beaucaire before midnight! Good-night, my friends. If the
+Abbe Busoni should by any accident return, think of me.' --
+`In another week you will have left Beaucaire.' remarked
+Caderousse, `for the fair ends in a few days.' -- `True, but
+that makes no difference. Write to me at Paris, to M.
+Joannes, in the Palais Royal, arcade Pierre, No. 45. I will
+make the journey on purpose to see him, if it is worth
+while.' At this moment there was a tremendous clap of
+thunder, accompanied by a flash of lightning so vivid, that
+it quite eclipsed the light of the lamp.
+
+"`See here,' exclaimed Caderousse. `You cannot think of
+going out in such weather as this.' -- `Oh, I am not afraid
+of thunder,' said the jeweller. -- `And then there are
+robbers,' said La Carconte. `The road is never very safe
+during fair time.' -- `Oh, as to the robbers,' said Joannes,
+`here is something for them,' and he drew from his pocket a
+pair of small pistols, loaded to the muzzle. `Here,' said
+he, `are dogs who bark and bite at the same time, they are
+for the two first who shall have a longing for your diamond,
+Friend Caderousse.'
+
+"Caderousse and his wife again interchanged a meaning look.
+It seemed as though they were both inspired at the same time
+with some horrible thought. `Well, then, a good journey to
+you,' said Caderousse. -- `Thanks,' replied the jeweller. He
+then took his cane, which he had placed against an old
+cupboard, and went out. At the moment when he opened the
+door, such a gust of wind came in that the lamp was nearly
+extinguished. `Oh,' said he, `this is very nice weather, and
+two leagues to go in such a storm.' -- `Remain,' said
+Caderousse. `You can sleep here.' -- `Yes; do stay,' added
+La Carconte in a tremulous voice; `we will take every care
+of you.' -- `No; I must sleep at Beaucaire. So, once more,
+good-night.' Caderousse followed him slowly to the
+threshold. `I can see neither heaven nor earth,' said the
+jeweller, who was outside the door. `Do I turn to the right,
+or to the left hand?' -- `To the right,' said Caderousse.
+`You cannot go wrong -- the road is bordered by trees on
+both sides.' -- `Good -- all right,' said a voice almost
+lost in the distance. `Close the door,' said La Carconte; `I
+do not like open doors when it thunders.' -- `Particularly
+when there is money in the house, eh?' answered Caderousse,
+double-locking the door.
+
+"He came into the room, went to the cupboard, took out the
+bag and pocket-book, and both began, for the third time, to
+count their gold and bank-notes. I never saw such an
+expression of cupidity as the flickering lamp revealed in
+those two countenances. The woman, especially, was hideous;
+her usual feverish tremulousness was intensified, her
+countenance had become livid, and her eyes resembled burning
+coals. `Why,' she inquired in a hoarse voice, `did you
+invite him to sleep here to-night?' -- `Why?' said
+Caderousse with a shudder; `why, that he might not have the
+trouble of returning to Beaucaire.' -- `Ah,' responded the
+woman, with an expression impossible to describe; `I thought
+it was for something else.' -- `Woman, woman -- why do you
+have such ideas?' cried Caderousse; `or, if you have them,
+why don't you keep them to yourself?' -- `Well,' said La
+Carconte, after a moment's pause, `you are not a man.' --
+`What do you mean?' added Caderousse. -- `If you had been a
+man, you would not have let him go from here.' -- `Woman!'
+-- `Or else he should not have reached Beaucaire.' --
+`Woman!' -- `The road takes a turn -- he is obliged to
+follow it -- while alongside of the canal there is a shorter
+road.' -- `Woman! -- you offend the good God. There --
+listen!' And at this moment there was a tremendous peal of
+thunder, while the livid lightning illumined the room, and
+the thunder, rolling away in the distance, seemed to
+withdraw unwillingly from the cursed abode. `Mercy!' said
+Caderousse, crossing himself.
+
+"At the same moment, and in the midst of the terrifying
+silence which usually follows a clap of thunder, they heard
+a knocking at the door. Caderousse and his wife started and
+looked aghast at each other. `Who's there?' cried
+Caderousse, rising, and drawing up in a heap the gold and
+notes scattered over the table, and which he covered with
+his two hands. -- `It is I,' shouted a voice. -- `And who
+are you?' -- `Eh, pardieu, Joannes, the jeweller.' -- `Well,
+and you said I offended the good God,' said La Carconte with
+a horrid smile. `Why, the good God sends him back again.'
+Caderousse sank pale and breathless into his chair. La
+Carconte, on the contrary, rose, and going with a firm step
+towards the door, opened it, saying, as she did so -- `Come
+in, dear M. Joannes.' -- `Ma foi,' said the jeweller,
+drenched with rain, `I am not destined to return to
+Beaucaire to-night. The shortest follies are best, my dear
+Caderousse. You offered me hospitality, and I accept it, and
+have returned to sleep beneath your friendly roof.'
+Caderousse stammered out something, while he wiped away the
+sweat that started to his brow. La Carconte doubled-locked
+the door behind the jeweller.
+
+
+
+Chapter 45
+The Rain of Blood.
+
+"As the jeweller returned to the apartment, he cast around
+him a scrutinizing glance -- but there was nothing to excite
+suspicion, if it did not exist, or to confirm it, if it were
+already awakened. Caderousse's hands still grasped the gold
+and bank-notes, and La Carconte called up her sweetest
+smiles while welcoming the reappearance of their guest.
+`Well, well,' said the jeweller, `you seem, my good friends,
+to have had some fears respecting the accuracy of your
+money, by counting it over so carefully directly I was
+gone.' -- `Oh, no,' answered Caderousse, `that was not my
+reason, I can assure you; but the circumstances by which we
+have become possessed of this wealth are so unexpected, as
+to make us scarcely credit our good fortune, and it is only
+by placing the actual proof of our riches before our eyes
+that we can persuade ourselves that the whole affair is not
+a dream.' The jeweller smiled. -- `Have you any other guests
+in your house?' inquired he. -- `Nobody but ourselves,'
+replied Caderousse; `the fact is, we do not lodge travellers
+-- indeed, our tavern is so near the town, that nobody would
+think of stopping here. -- `Then I am afraid I shall very
+much inconvenience you.' -- `Inconvenience us? Not at all,
+my dear sir,' said La Carconte in her most gracious manner.
+`Not at all, I assure you.' -- `But where will you manage to
+stow me?' -- `In the chamber overhead.' -- `Surely that is
+where you yourselves sleep?' -- `Never mind that; we have a
+second bed in the adjoining room.' Caderousse stared at his
+wife with much astonishment.
+
+"The jeweller, meanwhile, was humming a song as he stood
+warming his back at the fire La Carconte had kindled to dry
+the wet garments of her guest; and this done, she next
+occupied herself in arranging his supper, by spreading a
+napkin at the end of the table, and placing on it the
+slender remains of their dinner, to which she added three or
+four fresh-laid eggs. Caderousse had once more parted with
+his treasure -- the banknotes were replaced in the
+pocket-book, the gold put back into the bag, and the whole
+carefully locked in the cupboard. He then began pacing the
+room with a pensive and gloomy air, glancing from time to
+time at the jeweller, who stood reeking with the steam from
+his wet clothes, and merely changing his place on the warm
+hearth, to enable the whole of his garments to be dried.
+
+"`There,' said La Carconte, as she placed a bottle of wine
+on the table, `supper is ready whenever you are.' -- `And
+you?' asked Joannes. -- `I don't want any supper,' said
+Caderousse. -- `We dined so very late,' hastily interposed
+La Carconte. -- `Then it seems I am to eat alone,' remarked
+the jeweller. -- `Oh, we shall have the pleasure of waiting
+upon you,' answered La Carconte, with an eager attention she
+was not accustomed to manifest even to guests who paid for
+what they took.
+
+"From time to time Caderousse darted on his wife keen,
+searching glances, but rapid as the lightning flash. The
+storm still continued. `There, there,' said La Carconte; `do
+you hear that? upon my word, you did well to come back.' --
+`Nevertheless,' replied the jeweller, `if by the time I have
+finished my supper the tempest has at all abated, I shall
+make another start.' -- `It's the mistral,' said Caderousse,
+`and it will be sure to last till to-morrow morning.' He
+sighed heavily. -- `Well,' said the jeweller, as he placed
+himself at table, `all I can say is, so much the worse for
+those who are abroad.' -- `Yes,' chimed in La Carconte,
+`they will have a wretched night of it.'
+
+"The jeweller began eating his supper, and the woman, who
+was ordinarily so querulous and indifferent to all who
+approached her, was suddenly transformed into the most
+smiling and attentive hostess. Had the unhappy man on whom
+she lavished her assiduities been previously acquainted with
+her, so sudden an alteration might well have excited
+suspicion in his mind, or at least have greatly astonished
+him. Caderousse, meanwhile, continued to pace the room in
+gloomy silence, sedulously avoiding the sight of his guest;
+but as soon as the stranger had completed his repast, the
+agitated inn-keeper went eagerly to the door and opened it.
+`I believe the storm is over,' said he. But as if to
+contradict his statement, at that instant a violent clap of
+thunder seemed to shake the house to its very foundation,
+while a sudden gust of wind, mingled with rain, extinguished
+the lamp he held in his hand. Trembling and awe-struck,
+Caderousse hastily shut the door and returned to his guest,
+while La Carconte lighted a candle by the smouldering ashes
+that glimmered on the hearth. `You must be tired,' said she
+to the jeweller; `I have spread a pair of white sheets on
+your bed; go up when you are ready, and sleep well.'
+
+"Joannes stayed for a while to see whether the storm seemed
+to abate in its fury, but a brief space of time sufficed to
+assure him that, instead of diminishing, the violence of the
+rain and thunder momentarily increased; resigning himself,
+therefore, to what seemed inevitable, he bade his host
+good-night, and mounted the stairs. He passed over my head
+and I heard the flooring creak beneath his footsteps. The
+quick, eager glance of La Carconte followed him as he
+ascended, while Caderousse, on the contrary, turned his
+back, and seemed most anxiously to avoid even glancing at
+him.
+
+"All these circumstances did not strike me as painfully at
+the time as they have since done; in fact, all that had
+happened (with the exception of the story of the diamond,
+which certainly did wear an air of improbability), appeared
+natural enough, and called for neither apprehension nor
+mistrust; but, worn out as I was with fatigue, and fully
+purposing to proceed onwards directly the tempest abated, I
+determined to obtain a few hours' sleep. Overhead I could
+accurately distinguish every movement of the jeweller, who,
+after making the best arrangements in his power for passing
+a comfortable night, threw himself on his bed, and I could
+hear it creak and groan beneath his weight. Insensibly my
+eyelids grew heavy, deep sleep stole over me, and having no
+suspicion of anything wrong, I sought not to shake it off. I
+looked into the kitchen once more and saw Caderousse sitting
+by the side of a long table upon one of the low wooden
+stools which in country places are frequently used instead
+of chairs; his back was turned towards me, so that I could
+not see the expression of his countenance -- neither should
+I have been able to do so had he been placed differently, as
+his head was buried between his two hands. La Carconte
+continued to gaze on him for some time, then shrugging her
+shoulders, she took her seat immediately opposite to him. At
+this moment the expiring embers threw up a fresh flame from
+the kindling of a piece of wood that lay near, and a bright
+light flashed over the room. La Carconte still kept her eyes
+fixed on her husband, but as he made no sign of changing his
+position, she extended her hard, bony hand, and touched him
+on the forehead.
+
+"Caderousse shuddered. The woman's lips seemed to move, as
+though she were talking; but because she merely spoke in an
+undertone, or my senses were dulled by sleep, I did not
+catch a word she uttered. Confused sights and sounds seemed
+to float before me, and gradually I fell into a deep, heavy
+slumber. How long I had been in this unconscious state I
+know not, when I was suddenly aroused by the report of a
+pistol, followed by a fearful cry. Weak and tottering
+footsteps resounded across the chamber above me, and the
+next instant a dull, heavy weight seemed to fall powerless
+on the staircase. I had not yet fully recovered
+consciousness, when again I heard groans, mingled with
+half-stifled cries, as if from persons engaged in a deadly
+struggle. A cry more prolonged than the others and ending in
+a series of groans effectually roused me from my drowsy
+lethargy. Hastily raising myself on one arm, I looked
+around, but all was dark; and it seemed to me as if the rain
+must have penetrated through the flooring of the room above,
+for some kind of moisture appeared to fall, drop by drop,
+upon my forehead, and when I passed my hand across my brow,
+I felt that it was wet and clammy.
+
+"To the fearful noises that had awakened me had succeeded
+the most perfect silence -- unbroken, save by the footsteps
+of a man walking about in the chamber above. The staircase
+creaked, he descended into the room below, approached the
+fire and lit a candle. The man was Caderousse -- he was pale
+and his shirt was all blood. Having obtained the light, he
+hurried up-stairs again, and once more I heard his rapid and
+uneasy footsteps. A moment later he came down again, holding
+in his hand the small shagreen case, which he opened, to
+assure himself it contained the diamond, -- seemed to
+hesitate as to which pocket he should put it in, then, as if
+dissatisfied with the security of either pocket, he
+deposited it in his red handkerchief, which he carefully
+rolled round his head. After this he took from his cupboard
+the bank-notes and gold he had put there, thrust the one
+into the pocket of his trousers, and the other into that of
+his waistcoat, hastily tied up a small bundle of linen, and
+rushing towards the door, disappeared in the darkness of the
+night.
+
+"Then all became clear and manifest to me, and I reproached
+myself with what had happened, as though I myself had done
+the guilty deed. I fancied that I still heard faint moans,
+and imagining that the unfortunate jeweller might not be
+quite dead, I determined to go to his relief, by way of
+atoning in some slight degree, not for the crime I had
+committed, but for that which I had not endeavored to
+prevent. For this purpose I applied all the strength I
+possessed to force an entrance from the cramped spot in
+which I lay to the adjoining room. The poorly fastened
+boards which alone divided me from it yielded to my efforts,
+and I found myself in the house. Hastily snatching up the
+lighted candle, I hurried to the staircase; about midway a
+body was lying quite across the stairs. It was that of La
+Carconte. The pistol I had heard had doubtless been fired at
+her. The shot had frightfully lacerated her throat, leaving
+two gaping wounds from which, as well as the mouth, the
+blood was pouring in floods. She was stone dead. I strode
+past her, and ascended to the sleeping chamber, which
+presented an appearance of the wildest disorder. The
+furniture had been knocked over in the deadly struggle that
+had taken place there, and the sheets, to which the
+unfortunate jeweller had doubtless clung, were dragged
+across the room. The murdered man lay on the floor, his head
+leaning against the wall, and about him was a pool of blood
+which poured forth from three large wounds in his breast;
+there was a fourth gash, in which a long table knife was
+plunged up to the handle.
+
+"I stumbled over some object; I stooped to examine -- it was
+the second pistol, which had not gone off, probably from the
+powder being wet. I approached the jeweller, who was not
+quite dead, and at the sound of my footsteps and the
+creaking of the floor, he opened his eyes, fixed them on me
+with an anxious and inquiring gaze, moved his lips as though
+trying to speak, then, overcome by the effort, fell back and
+expired. This appalling sight almost bereft me of my senses,
+and finding that I could no longer be of service to any one
+in the house, my only desire was to fly. I rushed towards
+the staircase, clutching my hair, and uttering a groan of
+horror. Upon reaching the room below, I found five or six
+custom-house officers, and two or three gendarmes -- all
+heavily armed. They threw themselves upon me. I made no
+resistance; I was no longer master of my senses. When I
+strove to speak, a few inarticulate sounds alone escaped my
+lips.
+
+"As I noticed the significant manner in which the whole
+party pointed to my blood-stained garments, I involuntarily
+surveyed myself, and then I discovered that the thick warm
+drops that had so bedewed me as I lay beneath the staircase
+must have been the blood of La Carconte. I pointed to the
+spot where I had concealed myself. `What does he mean?'
+asked a gendarme. One of the officers went to the place I
+directed. `He means,' replied the man upon his return, `that
+he got in that way;' and he showed the hole I had made when
+I broke through.
+
+"Then I saw that they took me for the assassin. I recovered
+force and energy enough to free myself from the hands of
+those who held me, while I managed to stammer forth -- `I
+did not do it! Indeed, indeed I did not!' A couple of
+gendarmes held the muzzles of their carbines against my
+breast. -- `Stir but a step,' said they, `and you are a dead
+man.' -- `Why should you threaten me with death,' cried I,
+`when I have already declared my innocence?' -- `Tush,
+tush,' cried the men; `keep your innocent stories to tell to
+the judge at Nimes. Meanwhile, come along with us; and the
+best advice we can give you is to do so unresistingly.'
+Alas, resistance was far from my thoughts. I was utterly
+overpowered by surprise and terror; and without a word I
+suffered myself to be handcuffed and tied to a horse's tail,
+and thus they took me to Nimes.
+
+"I had been tracked by a customs-officer, who had lost sight
+of me near the tavern; feeling certain that I intended to
+pass the night there, he had returned to summon his
+comrades, who just arrived in time to hear the report of the
+pistol, and to take me in the midst of such circumstantial
+proofs of my guilt as rendered all hopes of proving my
+innocence utterly futile. One only chance was left me, that
+of beseeching the magistrate before whom I was taken to
+cause every inquiry to be made for the Abbe Busoni, who had
+stopped at the inn of the Pont du Gard on that morning. If
+Caderousse had invented the story relative to the diamond,
+and there existed no such person as the Abbe Busoni, then,
+indeed, I was lost past redemption, or, at least, my life
+hung upon the feeble chance of Caderousse himself being
+apprehended and confessing the whole truth. Two months
+passed away in hopeless expectation on my part, while I must
+do the magistrate the justice to say that he used every
+means to obtain information of the person I declared could
+exculpate me if he would. Caderousse still evaded all
+pursuit, and I had resigned myself to what seemed my
+inevitable fate. My trial was to come on at the approaching
+assizes; when, on the 8th of September -- that is to say,
+precisely three months and five days after the events which
+had perilled my life -- the Abbe Busoni, whom I never
+ventured to believe I should see, presented himself at the
+prison doors, saying he understood one of the prisoners
+wished to speak to him; he added, that having learned at
+Marseilles the particulars of my imprisonment, he hastened
+to comply with my desire. You may easily imagine with what
+eagerness I welcomed him, and how minutely I related the
+whole of what I had seen and heard. I felt some degree of
+nervousness as I entered upon the history of the diamond,
+but, to my inexpressible astonishment, he confirmed it in
+every particular, and to my equal surprise, he seemed to
+place entire belief in all I said. And then it was that, won
+by his mild charity, seeing that he was acquainted with all
+the habits and customs of my own country, and considering
+also that pardon for the only crime of which I was really
+guilty might come with a double power from lips so
+benevolent and kind, I besought him to receive my
+confession, under the seal of which I recounted the Auteuil
+affair in all its details, as well as every other
+transaction of my life. That which I had done by the impulse
+of my best feelings produced the same effect as though it
+had been the result of calculation. My voluntary confession
+of the assassination at Auteuil proved to him that I had not
+committed that of which I stood accused. When he quitted me,
+he bade me be of good courage, and to rely upon his doing
+all in his power to convince my judges of my innocence.
+
+"I had speedy proofs that the excellent abbe was engaged in
+my behalf, for the rigors of my imprisonment were alleviated
+by many trifling though acceptable indulgences, and I was
+told that my trial was to be postponed to the assizes
+following those now being held. In the interim it pleased
+providence to cause the apprehension of Caderousse, who was
+discovered in some distant country, and brought back to
+France, where he made a full confession, refusing to make
+the fact of his wife's having suggested and arranged the
+murder any excuse for his own guilt. The wretched man was
+sentenced to the galleys for life, and I was immediately set
+at liberty."
+
+"And then it was, I presume," said Monte Cristo "that you
+came to me as the bearer of a letter from the Abbe Busoni?"
+
+"It was, your excellency; the benevolent abbe took an
+evident interest in all that concerned me.
+
+"`Your mode of life as a smuggler,' said he to me one day,
+`will be the ruin of you; if you get out, don't take it up
+again.' -- `But how,' inquired I, `am I to maintain myself
+and my poor sister?'
+
+"`A person, whose confessor I am,' replied he, `and who
+entertains a high regard for me, applied to me a short time
+since to procure him a confidential servant. Would you like
+such a post? If so, I will give you a letter of introduction
+to him.' -- `Oh, father,' I exclaimed, `you are very good.'
+
+"`But you must swear solemnly that I shall never have reason
+to repent my recommendation.' I extended my hand, and was
+about to pledge myself by any promise he would dictate, but
+he stopped me. `It is unnecessary for you to bind yourself
+by any vow,' said he; `I know and admire the Corsican nature
+too well to fear you. Here, take this,' continued he, after
+rapidly writing the few lines I brought to your excellency,
+and upon receipt of which you deigned to receive me into
+your service, and proudly I ask whether your excellency has
+ever had cause to repent having done so?"
+
+"No," replied the count; "I take pleasure in saying that you
+have served me faithfully, Bertuccio; but you might have
+shown more confidence in me."
+
+"I, your excellency?"
+
+"Yes; you. How comes it, that having both a sister and an
+adopted son, you have never spoken to me of either?"
+
+"Alas, I have still to recount the most distressing period
+of my life. Anxious as you may suppose I was to behold and
+comfort my dear sister, I lost no time in hastening to
+Corsica, but when I arrived at Rogliano I found a house of
+mourning, the consequences of a scene so horrible that the
+neighbors remember and speak of it to this day. Acting by my
+advice, my poor sister had refused to comply with the
+unreasonable demands of Benedetto, who was continually
+tormenting her for money, as long as he believed there was a
+sou left in her possession. One morning that he had demanded
+money, threatening her with the severest consequences if she
+did not supply him with what he desired, he disappeared and
+remained away all day, leaving the kind-hearted Assunta, who
+loved him as if he were her own child, to weep over his
+conduct and bewail his absence. Evening came, and still,
+with all the patient solicitude of a mother, she watched for
+his return.
+
+"As the eleventh hour struck, he entered with a swaggering
+air, attended by two of the most dissolute and reckless of
+his boon companions. She stretched out her arms to him, but
+they seized hold of her, and one of the three -- none other
+than the accursed Benedetto exclaimed, -- `Put her to
+torture and she'll soon tell us where her money is.'
+
+"It unfortunately happened that our neighbor, Vasilio, was
+at Bastia, leaving no person in his house but his wife; no
+human creature beside could hear or see anything that took
+place within our dwelling. Two held poor Assunta, who,
+unable to conceive that any harm was intended to her, smiled
+in the face of those who were soon to become her
+executioners. The third proceeded to barricade the doors and
+windows, then returned, and the three united in stifling the
+cries of terror incited by the sight of these preparations,
+and then dragged Assunta feet foremost towards the brazier,
+expecting to wring from her an avowal of where her supposed
+treasure was secreted. In the struggle her clothes caught
+fire, and they were obliged to let go their hold in order to
+preserve themselves from sharing the same fate. Covered with
+flames, Assunta rushed wildly to the door, but it was
+fastened; she flew to the windows, but they were also
+secured; then the neighbors heard frightful shrieks; it was
+Assunta calling for help. The cries died away in groans, and
+next morning, as soon as Vasilio's wife could muster up
+courage to venture abroad, she caused the door of our
+dwelling to be opened by the public authorities, when
+Assunta, although dreadfully burnt, was found still
+breathing; every drawer and closet in the house had been
+forced open, and the money stolen. Benedetto never again
+appeared at Rogliano, neither have I since that day either
+seen or heard anything concerning him.
+
+"It was subsequently to these dreadful events that I waited
+on your excellency, to whom it would have been folly to have
+mentioned Benedetto, since all trace of him seemed entirely
+lost; or of my sister, since she was dead."
+
+"And in what light did you view the occurrence?" inquired
+Monte Cristo.
+
+"As a punishment for the crime I had committed," answered
+Bertuccio. "Oh, those Villeforts are an accursed race!"
+
+"Truly they are," murmured the count in a lugubrious tone.
+
+"And now," resumed Bertuccio, "your excellency may, perhaps,
+be able to comprehend that this place, which I revisit for
+the first time -- this garden, the actual scene of my crime
+-- must have given rise to reflections of no very agreeable
+nature, and produced that gloom and depression of spirits
+which excited the notice of your excellency, who was pleased
+to express a desire to know the cause. At this instant a
+shudder passes over me as I reflect that possibly I am now
+standing on the very grave in which lies M. de Villefort, by
+whose hand the ground was dug to receive the corpse of his
+child."
+
+"Everything is possible," said Monte Cristo, rising from the
+bench on which he had been sitting; "even," he added in an
+inaudible voice, "even that the procureur be not dead. The
+Abbe Busoni did right to send you to me," he went on in his
+ordinary tone, "and you have done well in relating to me the
+whole of your history, as it will prevent my forming any
+erroneous opinions concerning you in future. As for that
+Benedetto, who so grossly belied his name, have you never
+made any effort to trace out whither he has gone, or what
+has become of him?"
+
+"No; far from wishing to learn whither he has betaken
+himself, I should shun the possibility of meeting him as I
+would a wild beast. Thank God, I have never heard his name
+mentioned by any person, and I hope and believe he is dead."
+
+"Do not think so, Bertuccio," replied the count; "for the
+wicked are not so easily disposed of, for God seems to have
+them under his special watch-care to make of them
+instruments of his vengeance."
+
+"So be it," responded Bertuccio, "all I ask of heaven is
+that I may never see him again. And now, your excellency,"
+he added, bowing his head, "you know everything -- you are
+my judge on earth, as the Almighty is in heaven; have you
+for me no words of consolation?"
+
+"My good friend, I can only repeat the words addressed to
+you by the Abbe Busoni. Villefort merited punishment for
+what he had done to you, and, perhaps, to others. Benedetto,
+if still living, will become the instrument of divine
+retribution in some way or other, and then be duly punished
+in his turn. As far as you yourself are concerned, I see but
+one point in which you are really guilty. Ask yourself,
+wherefore, after rescuing the infant from its living grave,
+you did not restore it to its mother? There was the crime,
+Bertuccio -- that was where you became really culpable."
+
+"True, excellency, that was the crime, the real crime, for
+in that I acted like a coward. My first duty, directly I had
+succeeded in recalling the babe to life, was to restore it
+to its mother; but, in order to do so, I must have made
+close and careful inquiry, which would, in all probability,
+have led to my own apprehension; and I clung to life, partly
+on my sister's account, and partly from that feeling of
+pride inborn in our hearts of desiring to come off untouched
+and victorious in the execution of our vengeance. Perhaps,
+too, the natural and instinctive love of life made me wish
+to avoid endangering my own. And then, again, I am not as
+brave and courageous as was my poor brother." Bertuccio hid
+his face in his hands as he uttered these words, while Monte
+Cristo fixed on him a look of inscrutable meaning. After a
+brief silence, rendered still more solemn by the time and
+place, the count said, in a tone of melancholy wholly unlike
+his usual manner, "In order to bring this conversation to a
+fitting termination (the last we shall ever hold upon this
+subject), I will repeat to you some words I have heard from
+the lips of the Abbe Busoni. For all evils there are two
+remedies -- time and silence. And now leave me, Monsieur
+Bertuccio, to walk alone here in the garden. The very
+circumstances which inflict on you, as a principal in the
+tragic scene enacted here, such painful emotions, are to me,
+on the contrary, a source of something like contentment, and
+serve but to enhance the value of this dwelling in my
+estimation. The chief beauty of trees consists in the deep
+shadow of their umbrageous boughs, while fancy pictures a
+moving multitude of shapes and forms flitting and passing
+beneath that shade. Here I have a garden laid out in such a
+way as to afford the fullest scope for the imagination, and
+furnished with thickly grown trees, beneath whose leafy
+screen a visionary like myself may conjure up phantoms at
+will. This to me, who expected but to find a blank enclosure
+surrounded by a straight wall, is, I assure you, a most
+agreeable surprise. I have no fear of ghosts, and I have
+never heard it said that so much harm had been done by the
+dead during six thousand years as is wrought by the living
+in a single day. Retire within, Bertuccio, and tranquillize
+your mind. Should your confessor be less indulgent to you in
+your dying moments than you found the Abbe Busoni, send for
+me, if I am still on earth, and I will soothe your ears with
+words that shall effectually calm and soothe your parting
+soul ere it goes forth to traverse the ocean called
+eternity."
+
+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 he 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.
+
+
+
+Chapter 46
+Unlimited Credit.
+
+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.
+
+"His excellency does not receive visitors to-day."
+
+"Then here is my master's card, -- the Baron Danglars. You
+will take it to the count, and say that, although in haste
+to attend the Chamber, my master came out of his way to have
+the honor of calling upon him."
+
+"I never speak to his excellency," replied the concierge;
+"the valet de chambre will carry your message." The groom
+returned to the carriage. "Well?" asked Danglars. The man,
+somewhat crest-fallen by the rebuke he had received,
+repeated what the concierge had said. "Bless me," murmured
+Baron Danglars, "this must surely be a prince instead of a
+count by their styling him `excellency,' and only venturing
+to address him by the medium of his valet de chambre.
+However, it does not signify; he has a letter of credit on
+me, so I must see him when he requires his money."
+
+Then, throwing himself back in his carriage, Danglars called
+out to his coachman, in a voice that might be heard across
+the road, "To the Chamber of Deputies."
+
+Apprised in time of the visit paid him, Monte Cristo had,
+from behind the blinds of his pavilion, as minutely observed
+the baron, by means of an excellent lorgnette, as Danglars
+himself had scrutinized the house, garden, and servants.
+"That fellow has a decidedly bad countenance," said the
+count in a tone of disgust, as he shut up his glass into its
+ivory case. "How comes it that all do not retreat in
+aversion at sight of that flat, receding, serpent-like
+forehead, round, vulture-shaped head, and sharp-hooked nose,
+like the beak of a buzzard? Ali," cried he, striking at the
+same time on the brazen gong. Ali appeared. "Summon
+Bertuccio," said the count. Almost immediately Bertuccio
+entered the apartment. "Did your excellency desire to see
+me?" inquired he. "I did," replied the count. "You no doubt
+observed the horses standing a few minutes since at the
+door?"
+
+"Certainly, your excellency. I noticed them for their
+remarkable beauty."
+
+"Then how comes it," said Monte Cristo with a frown, "that,
+when I desired you to purchase for me the finest pair of
+horses to be found in Paris, there is another pair, fully as
+fine as mine, not in my stables?" At the look of
+displeasure, added to the angry tone in which the count
+spoke, Ali turned pale and held down his head. "It is not
+your fault, my good Ali," said the count in the Arabic
+language, and with a gentleness none would have thought him
+capable of showing, either in voice or face -- "it is not
+your fault. You do not understand the points of English
+horses." The countenance of poor Ali recovered its serenity.
+"Permit me to assure your excellency," said Bertuccio, "that
+the horses you speak of were not to be sold when I purchased
+yours." Monte Cristo shrugged his shoulders. "It seems, sir
+steward," said he, "that you have yet to learn that all
+things are to be sold to such as care to pay the price."
+
+"His excellency is not, perhaps, aware that M. Danglars gave
+16,000 francs for his horses?"
+
+"Very well. Then offer him double that sum; a banker never
+loses an opportunity of doubling his capital."
+
+"Is your excellency really in earnest?" inquired the
+steward. Monte Cristo regarded the person who durst presume
+to doubt his words with the look of one equally surprised
+and displeased. "I have to pay a visit this evening,"
+replied he. "I desire that these horses, with completely new
+harness, may be at the door with my carriage." Bertuccio
+bowed, and was about to retire; but when he reached the
+door, he paused, and then said, "At what o'clock does your
+excellency wish the carriage and horses to be ready?"
+
+"At five o'clock," replied the count.
+
+"I beg your excellency's pardon," interposed the steward in
+a deprecating manner, "for venturing to observe that it is
+already two o'clock."
+
+"I am perfectly aware of that fact," answered Monte Cristo
+calmly. Then, turning towards Ali, he said, "Let all the
+horses in my stables be led before the windows of your young
+lady, that she may select those she prefers for her
+carriage. Request her also to oblige me by saying whether it
+is her pleasure to dine with me; if so, let dinner be served
+in her apartments. Now, leave me, and desire my valet de
+chambre to come hither." Scarcely had Ali disappeared when
+the valet entered the chamber. "Monsieur Baptistin," said
+the count, "you have been in my service one year, the time I
+generally give myself to judge of the merits or demerits of
+those about me. You suit me very well." Baptistin bowed low.
+"It only remains for me to know whether I also suit you?"
+
+"Oh, your excellency!" exclaimed Baptistin eagerly.
+
+"Listen, if you please, till I have finished speaking,"
+replied Monte Cristo. "You receive 1,500 francs per annum
+for your services here -- more than many a brave subaltern,
+who continually risks his life for his country, obtains. You
+live in a manner far superior to many clerks who work ten
+times harder than you do for their money. Then, though
+yourself a servant, you have other servants to wait upon
+you, take care of your clothes, and see that your linen is
+duly prepared for you. Again, you make a profit upon each
+article you purchase for my toilet, amounting in the course
+of a year to a sum equalling your wages."
+
+"Nay, indeed, your excellency."
+
+"I am not condemning you for this, Monsieur Baptistin; but
+let your profits end here. It would be long indeed ere you
+would find so lucrative a post as that you have how the good
+fortune to fill. I neither ill-use nor ill-treat my servants
+by word or action. An error I readily forgive, but wilful
+negligence or forgetfulness, never. My commands are
+ordinarily short, clear, and precise; and I would rather be
+obliged to repeat my words twice, or even three times, than
+they should be misunderstood. I am rich enough to know
+whatever I desire to know, and I can promise you I am not
+wanting in curiosity. If, then, I should learn that you had
+taken upon yourself to speak of me to any one favorably or
+unfavorably, to comment on my actions, or watch my conduct,
+that very instant you would quit my service. You may now
+retire. I never caution my servants a second time --
+remember that." Baptistin bowed, and was proceeding towards
+the door. "I forgot to mention to you," said the count,
+"that I lay yearly aside a certain sum for each servant in
+my establishment; those whom I am compelled to dismiss lose
+(as a matter of course) all participation in this money,
+while their portion goes to the fund accumulating for those
+domestics who remain with me, and among whom it will be
+divided at my death. You have been in my service a year,
+your fund has already begun to accumulate -- let it continue
+to do so."
+
+This address, delivered in the presence of Ali, who, not
+understanding one word of the language in which it was
+spoken, stood wholly unmoved, produced an effect on M.
+Baptistin only to be conceived by such as have occasion to
+study the character and disposition of French domestics. "I
+assure your excellency," said he, "that at least it shall be
+my study to merit your approbation in all things, and I will
+take M. Ali as my model."
+
+"By no means," replied the count in the most frigid tones;
+"Ali has many faults mixed with most excellent qualities. He
+cannot possibly serve you as a pattern for your conduct, not
+being, as you are, a paid servant, but a mere slave -- a
+dog, who, should he fail in his duty towards me, I should
+not discharge from my service, but kill." Baptistin opened
+his eyes with astonishment.
+
+"You seen incredulous," said Monte Cristo who repeated to
+Ali in the Arabic language what he had just been saying to
+Baptistin in French. The Nubian smiled assentingly to his
+master's words, then, kneeling on one knee, respectfully
+kissed the hand of the count. This corroboration of the
+lesson he had just received put the finishing stroke to the
+wonder and stupefaction of M. Baptistin. The count then
+motioned the valet de chambre to retire, and to Ali to
+follow to his study, where they conversed long and earnestly
+together. As the hand of the clock pointed to five the count
+struck thrice upon his gong. When Ali was wanted one stroke
+was given, two summoned Baptistin, and three Bertuccio. The
+steward entered. "My horses," said Monte Cristo.
+
+"They are at the door harnessed to the carriage as your
+excellency desired. Does your excellency wish me to
+accompany him?"
+
+"No, the coachman, Ali, and Baptistin will go." The count
+descended to the door of his mansion, and beheld his
+carriage drawn by the very pair of horses he had so much
+admired in the morning as the property of Danglars. As he
+passed them he said -- "They are extremely handsome
+certainly, and you have done well to purchase them, although
+you were somewhat remiss not to have procured them sooner."
+
+"Indeed, your excellency, I had very considerable difficulty
+in obtaining them, and, as it is, they have cost an enormous
+price."
+
+"Does the sum you gave for them make the animals less
+beautiful," inquired the count, shrugging his shoulders.
+
+"Nay, if your excellency is satisfied, it is all that I
+could wish. Whither does your excellency desire to be
+driven?"
+
+"To the residence of Baron Danglars, Rue de la Chaussee
+d'Antin." This conversation had passed as they stood upon
+the terrace, from which a flight of stone steps led to the
+carriage-drive. As Bertuccio, with a respectful bow, was
+moving away, the count called him back. "I have another
+commission for you, M. Bertuccio," said he; "I am desirous
+of having an estate by the seaside in Normandy -- for
+instance, between Havre and Boulogne. You see I give you a
+wide range. It will be absolutely necessary that the place
+you may select have a small harbor, creek, or bay, into
+which my corvette can enter and remain at anchor. She draws
+only fifteen feet. She must be kept in constant readiness to
+sail immediately I think proper to give the signal. Make the
+requisite inquiries for a place of this description, and
+when you have met with an eligible spot, visit it, and if it
+possess the advantages desired, purchase it at once in your
+own name. The corvette must now, I think, be on her way to
+Fecamp, must she not?"
+
+"Certainly, your excellency; I saw her put to sea the same
+evening we quitted Marseilles."
+
+"And the yacht."
+
+"Was ordered to remain at Martigues."
+
+"'Tis well. I wish you to write from time to time to the
+captains in charge of the two vessels so as to keep them on
+the alert."
+
+"And the steamboat?"
+
+"She is at Chalons?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"The same orders for her as for the two sailing vessels."
+
+"Very good."
+
+"When you have purchased the estate I desire, I want
+constant relays of horses at ten leagues apart along the
+northern and southern road."
+
+"Your excellency may depend upon me." The Count made a
+gesture of satisfaction, descended the terrace steps, and
+sprang into his carriage, which was whirled along swiftly to
+the banker's house. Danglars was engaged at that moment,
+presiding over a railroad committee. But the meeting was
+nearly concluded when the name of his visitor was announced.
+As the count's title sounded on his ear he rose, and
+addressing his colleagues, who were members of one or the
+other Chamber, he said, -- "Gentlemen, pardon me for leaving
+you so abruptly; but a most ridiculous circumstance has
+occurred, which is this, -- Thomson & French, the Roman
+bankers, have sent to me a certain person calling himself
+the Count of Monte Cristo, and have given him an unlimited
+credit with me. I confess this is the drollest thing I have
+ever met with in the course of my extensive foreign
+transactions, and you may readily suppose it has greatly
+roused my curiosity. I took the trouble this morning to call
+on the pretended count -- if he were a real count he
+wouldn't be so rich. But, would you believe it, `He was not
+receiving.' So the master of Monte Cristo gives himself airs
+befitting a great millionaire or a capricious beauty. I made
+inquiries, and found that the house in the Champs Elysees is
+his own property, and certainly it was very decently kept
+up. But," pursued Danglars with one of his sinister smiles,
+"an order for unlimited credit calls for something like
+caution on the part of the banker to whom that order is
+given. I am very anxious to see this man. I suspect a hoax
+is intended, but the instigators of it little knew whom they
+had to deal with. `They laugh best who laugh last!'"
+
+Having delivered himself of this pompous address, uttered
+with a degree of energy that left the baron almost out of
+breath, he bowed to the assembled party and withdrew to his
+drawing-room, whose sumptuous furnishings of white and gold
+had caused a great sensation in the Chaussee d'Antin. It was
+to this apartment he had desired his guest to be shown, with
+the purpose of overwhelming him at the sight of so much
+luxury. He found the count standing before some copies of
+Albano and Fattore that had been passed off to the banker as
+originals; but which, mere copies as they were, seemed to
+feel their degradation in being brought into juxtaposition
+with the gaudy colors that covered the ceiling. The count
+turned round as he heard the entrance of Danglars into the
+room. With a slight inclination of the head, Danglars signed
+to the count to be seated, pointing significantly to a
+gilded arm-chair, covered with white satin embroidered with
+gold. The count sat down. "I have the honor, I presume, of
+addressing M. de Monte Cristo."
+
+The count bowed. "And I of speaking to Baron Danglars,
+chevalier of the Legion of Honor, and member of the Chamber
+of Deputies?"
+
+Monte Cristo repeated all the titles he had read on the
+baron's card.
+
+Danglars felt the irony and compressed his lips. "You will,
+I trust, excuse me, monsieur, for not calling you by your
+title when I first addressed you," he said, "but you are
+aware that we are living under a popular form of government,
+and that I am myself a representative of the liberties of
+the people."
+
+"So much so," replied Monte Cristo, "that while you call
+yourself baron you are not willing to call anybody else
+count."
+
+"Upon my word, monsieur," said Danglars with affected
+carelessness, "I attach no sort of value to such empty
+distinctions; but the fact is, I was made baron, and also
+chevalier of the Legion of Honor, in return for services
+rendered, but" --
+
+"But you have discarded your titles after the example set
+you by Messrs. de Montmorency and Lafayette? That was a
+noble example to follow, monsieur."
+
+"Why," replied Danglars, "not entirely so; with the
+servants, -- you understand."
+
+"I see; to your domestics you are `my lord,' the journalists
+style you `monsieur,' while your constituents call you
+`citizen.' These are distinctions very suitable under a
+constitutional government. I understand perfectly." Again
+Danglars bit his lips; he saw that he was no match for Monte
+Cristo in an argument of this sort, and he therefore
+hastened to turn to subjects more congenial.
+
+"Permit me to inform you, Count," said he, bowing, "that I
+have received a letter of advice from Thomson & French, of
+Rome."
+
+"I am glad to hear it, baron, -- for I must claim the
+privilege of addressing you after the manner of your
+servants. I have acquired the bad habit of calling persons
+by their titles from living in a country where barons are
+still barons by right of birth. But as regards the letter of
+advice, I am charmed to find that it has reached you; that
+will spare me the troublesome and disagreeable task of
+coming to you for money myself. You have received a regular
+letter of advice?"
+
+"Yes," said Danglars, "but I confess I didn't quite
+comprehend its meaning."
+
+"Indeed?"
+
+"And for that reason I did myself the honor of calling upon
+you, in order to beg for an explanation."
+
+"Go on, monsieur. Here I am, ready to give you any
+explanation you desire."
+
+"Why," said Danglers, "in the letter -- I believe I have it
+about me" -- here he felt in his breast-pocket -- "yes, here
+it is. Well, this letter gives the Count of Monte Cristo
+unlimited credit on our house."
+
+"Well, baron, what is there difficult to understand about
+that?"
+
+"Merely the term unlimited -- nothing else, certainly."
+
+"Is not that word known in France? The people who wrote are
+Anglo-Germans, you know."
+
+"Oh, as for the composition of the letter, there is nothing
+to be said; but as regards the competency of the document, I
+certainly have doubts."
+
+"Is it possible?" asked the count, assuming all air and tone
+of the utmost simplicity and candor. "Is it possible that
+Thomson & French are not looked upon as safe and solvent
+bankers? Pray tell me what you think, baron, for I feel
+uneasy, I can assure you, having some considerable property
+in their hands."
+
+"Thomson & French are perfectly solvent," replied Danglars,
+with an almost mocking smile: "but the word unlimited, in
+financial affairs, is so extremely vague."
+
+"Is, in fact, unlimited," said Monte Cristo.
+
+"Precisely what I was about to say," cried Danglars. "Now
+what is vague is doubtful; and it was a wise man who said,
+`when in doubt, keep out.'"
+
+"Meaning to say," rejoined Monte Cristo, "that however
+Thomson & French may be inclined to commit acts of
+imprudence and folly, the Baron Danglars is not disposed to
+follow their example."
+
+"Not at all."
+
+"Plainly enough. Messrs. Thomson & French set no bounds to
+their engagements while those of M. Danglars have their
+limits; he is a wise man, according to his own showing."
+
+"Monsieur," replied the banker, drawing himself up with a
+haughty air, "the extent of my resources has never yet been
+questioned."
+
+"It seems, then, reserved for me," said Monte Cristo coldly,
+"to be the first to do so."
+
+"By what right, sir?"
+
+"By right of the objections you have raised, and the
+explanations you have demanded, which certainly must have
+some motive."
+
+Once more Danglars bit his lips. It was the second time he
+had been worsted, and this time on his own ground. His
+forced politeness sat awkwardly upon him, and approached
+almost to impertinence. Monte Cristo on the contrary,
+preserved a graceful suavity of demeanor, aided by a certain
+degree of simplicity he could assume at pleasure, and thus
+possessed the advantage.
+
+"Well, sir," resumed Danglars, after a brief silence, "I
+will endeavor to make myself understood, by requesting you
+to inform me for what sum you propose to draw upon me?"
+
+"Why, truly," replied Monte Cristo, determined not to lose
+an inch of the ground he had gained, "my reason for desiring
+an `unlimited' credit was precisely because I did not know
+how much money I might need."
+
+The banker thought the time had come for him to take the
+upper hand. So throwing himself back in his arm-chair, he
+said, with an arrogant and purse-proud air, -- "Let me beg
+of you not to hesitate in naming your wishes; you will then
+be convinced that the resources of the house of Danglars,
+however limited, are still equal to meeting the largest
+demands; and were you even to require a million" --
+
+"I beg your pardon," interposed Monte Cristo.
+
+"I said a million," replied Danglars, with the confidence of
+ignorance.
+
+"But could I do with a million?" retorted the count. "My
+dear sir, if a trifle like that could suffice me, I should
+never have given myself the trouble of opening an account. A
+million? Excuse my smiling when you speak of a sum I am in
+the habit of carrying in my pocket-book or dressing-case."
+And with these words Monte Cristo took from his pocket a
+small case containing his visiting-cards, and drew forth two
+orders on the treasury for 500,000 francs each, payable at
+sight to the bearer. A man like Danglars was wholly
+inaccessible to any gentler method of correction. The effect
+of the present revelation was stunning; he trembled and was
+on the verge of apoplexy. The pupils of his eyes, as he
+gazed at Monte Cristo dilated horribly.
+
+"Come, come," said Monte Cristo, "confess honestly that you
+have not perfect confidence in Thomson & French. I
+understand, and foreseeing that such might be the case, I
+took, in spite of my ignorance of affairs, certain
+precautions. See, here are two similar letters to that you
+have yourself received; one from the house of Arstein &
+Eskeles of Vienna, to Baron Rothschild, the other drawn by
+Baring of London, upon M. Laffitte. Now, sir, you have but
+to say the word, and I will spare you all uneasiness by
+presenting my letter of credit to one or other of these two
+firms." The blow had struck home, and Danglars was entirely
+vanquished; with a trembling hand he took the two letters
+from the count, who held them carelessly between finger and
+thumb, and proceeded to scrutinize the signatures, with a
+minuteness that the count might have regarded as insulting,
+had it not suited his present purpose to mislead the banker.
+"Oh, sir," said Danglars, after he had convinced himself of
+the authenticity of the documents he held, and rising as if
+to salute the power of gold personified in the man before
+him, -- "three letters of unlimited credit! I can be no
+longer mistrustful, but you must pardon me, my dear count,
+for confessing to some degree of astonishment."
+
+"Nay," answered Monte Cristo, with the most gentlemanly air,
+"'tis not for such trifling sums as these that your banking
+house is to be incommoded. Then, you can let me have some
+money, can you not?"
+
+"Whatever you say, my dear count; I am at your orders."
+
+"Why," replied Monte Cristo, "since we mutually understand
+each other -- for such I presume is the case?" Danglars
+bowed assentingly. "You are quite sure that not a lurking
+doubt or suspicion lingers in your mind?"
+
+"Oh, my dear count," exclaimed Danglars, "I never for an
+instant entertained such a feeling towards you."
+
+"No, you merely wished to be convinced, nothing more; but
+now that we have come to so clear an understanding, and that
+all distrust and suspicion are laid at rest, we may as well
+fix a sum as the probable expenditure of the first year,
+suppose we say six millions to" --
+
+"Six millions!" gasped Danglars -- "so be it."
+
+"Then, if I should require more," continued Monte Cristo in
+a careless manner, "why, of course, I should draw upon you;
+but my present intention is not to remain in France more
+than a year, and during that period I scarcely think I shall
+exceed the sum I mentioned. However, we shall see. Be kind
+enough, then, to send me 500,000 francs to-morrow. I shall
+be at home till midday, or if not, I will leave a receipt
+with my steward."
+
+"The money you desire shall be at your house by ten o'clock
+to-morrow morning, my dear count," replied Danglars. "How
+would you like to have it? in gold, silver, or notes?"
+
+"Half in gold, and the other half in bank-notes, if you
+please," said the count, rising from his seat.
+
+"I must confess to you, count," said Danglars, "that I have
+hitherto imagined myself acquainted with the degree of all
+the great fortunes of Europe, and still wealth such as yours
+has been wholly unknown to me. May I presume to ask whether
+you have long possessed it?"
+
+"It has been in the family a very long while," returned
+Monte Cristo, "a sort of treasure expressly forbidden to be
+touched for a certain period of years, during which the
+accumulated interest has doubled the capital. The period
+appointed by the testator for the disposal of these riches
+occurred only a short time ago, and they have only been
+employed by me within the last few years. Your ignorance on
+the subject, therefore, is easily accounted for. However,
+you will be better informed as to me and my possessions ere
+long." And the count, while pronouncing these latter words,
+accompanied them with one of those ghastly smiles that used
+to strike terror into poor Franz d'Epinay.
+
+"With your tastes, and means of gratifying them," continued
+Danglars, "you will exhibit a splendor that must effectually
+put us poor miserable millionaires quite in the shade. If I
+mistake not you are an admirer of paintings, at least I
+judged so from the attention you appeared to be bestowing on
+mine when I entered the room. If you will permit me, I shall
+be happy to show you my picture gallery, composed entirely
+of works by the ancient masters -- warranted as such. Not a
+modern picture among them. I cannot endure the modern school
+of painting."
+
+"You are perfectly right in objecting to them, for this one
+great fault -- that they have not yet had time to become
+old."
+
+"Or will you allow me to show you several fine statues by
+Thorwaldsen, Bartoloni, and Canova? -- all foreign artists,
+for, as you may perceive, I think but very indifferently of
+our French sculptors."
+
+"You have a right to be unjust to them, monsieur; they are
+your compatriots."
+
+"But all this may come later, when we shall be better known
+to each other. For the present, I will confine myself (if
+perfectly agreeable to you) to introducing you to the
+Baroness Danglars -- excuse my impatience, my dear count,
+but a client like you is almost like a member of the
+family." Monte Cristo bowed, in sign that he accepted the
+proffered honor; Danglars rang and was answered by a servant
+in a showy livery. "Is the baroness at home?" inquired
+Danglars.
+
+"Yes, my lord," answered the man.
+
+"And alone?"
+
+"No, my lord, madame has visitors."
+
+"Have you any objection to meet any persons who may be with
+madame, or do you desire to preserve a strict incognito?"
+
+"No, indeed," replied Monte Cristo with a smile, "I do not
+arrogate to myself the right of so doing."
+
+"And who is with madame? -- M. Debray?" inquired Danglars,
+with an air of indulgence and good-nature that made Monte
+Cristo smile, acquainted as he was with the secrets of the
+banker's domestic life.
+
+"Yes, my lord," replied the servant, "M. Debray is with
+madame." Danglars nodded his head; then, turning to Monte
+Cristo, said, "M. Lucien Debray is an old friend of ours,
+and private secretary to the Minister of the Interior. As
+for my wife, I must tell you, she lowered herself by
+marrying me, for she belongs to one of the most ancient
+families in France. Her maiden name was De Servieres, and
+her first husband was Colonel the Marquis of Nargonne."
+
+"I have not the honor of knowing Madame Danglars; but I have
+already met M. Lucien Debray."
+
+"Ah, indeed?" said Danglars; "and where was that?"
+
+"At the house of M. de Morcerf."
+
+"Ah, ha, you are acquainted with the young viscount, are
+you?"
+
+"We were together a good deal during the Carnival at Rome."
+
+"True, true," cried Danglars. "Let me see; have I not heard
+talk of some strange adventure with bandits or thieves hid
+in ruins, and of his having had a miraculous escape? I
+forget how, but I know he used to amuse my wife and daughter
+by telling them about it after his return from Italy."
+
+"Her ladyship is waiting to receive you, gentlemen," said
+the servant, who had gone to inquire the pleasure of his
+mistress. "With your permission," said Danglars, bowing, "I
+will precede you, to show you the way."
+
+"By all means," replied Monte Cristo; "I follow you."
+
+
+
+Chapter 47
+The Dappled Grays.
+
+The baron, followed by the count, traversed a long series of
+apartments, in which the prevailing characteristics were
+heavy magnificence and the gaudiness of ostentatious wealth,
+until he reached the boudoir of Madame Danglars -- a small
+octagonal-shaped room, hung with pink satin, covered with
+white Indian muslin. The chairs were of ancient workmanship
+and materials; over the doors were painted sketches of
+shepherds and shepherdesses, after the style and manner of
+Boucher; and at each side pretty medallions in crayons,
+harmonizing well with the furnishings of this charming
+apartment, the only one throughout the great mansion in
+which any distinctive taste prevailed. The truth was, it had
+been entirely overlooked in the plan arranged and followed
+out by M. Danglars and his architect, who had been selected
+to aid the baron in the great work of improvement solely
+because he was the most fashionable and celebrated decorator
+of the day. The decorations of the boudoir had then been
+left entirely to Madame Danglars and Lucien Debray. M.
+Danglars, however, while possessing a great admiration for
+the antique, as it was understood during the time of the
+Directory, entertained the most sovereign contempt for the
+simple elegance of his wife's favorite sitting-room, where,
+by the way, he was never permitted to intrude, unless,
+indeed, he excused his own appearance by ushering in some
+more agreeable visitor than himself; and even then he had
+rather the air and manner of a person who was himself
+introduced, than that of being the presenter of another, his
+reception being cordial or frigid, in proportion as the
+person who accompanied him chanced to please or displease
+the baroness.
+
+Madame Danglars (who, although past the first bloom of
+youth, was still strikingly handsome) was now seated at the
+piano, a most elaborate piece of cabinet and inlaid work,
+while Lucien Debray, standing before a small work-table, was
+turning over the pages of an album. Lucien had found time,
+preparatory to the count's arrival, to relate many
+particulars respecting him to Madame Danglars. It will be
+remembered that Monte Cristo had made a lively impression on
+the minds of all the party assembled at the breakfast given
+by Albert de Morcerf; and although Debray was not in the
+habit of yielding to such feelings, he had never been able
+to shake off the powerful influence excited in his mind by
+the impressive look and manner of the count, consequently
+the description given by Lucien to the baroness bore the
+highly-colored tinge of his own heated imagination. Already
+excited by the wonderful stories related of the count by De
+Morcerf, it is no wonder that Madame Danglars eagerly
+listened to, and fully credited, all the additional
+circumstances detailed by Debray. This posing at the piano
+and over the album was only a little ruse adopted by way of
+precaution. A most gracious welcome and unusual smile were
+bestowed on M. Danglars; the count, in return for his
+gentlemanly bow, received a formal though graceful courtesy,
+while Lucien exchanged with the count a sort of distant
+recognition, and with Danglars a free and easy nod.
+
+"Baroness," said Danglars, "give me leave to present to you
+the Count of Monte Cristo, who has been most warmly
+recommended to me by my correspondents at Rome. I need but
+mention one fact to make all the ladies in Paris court his
+notice, and that is, that he has come to take up his abode
+in Paris for a year, during which brief period he proposes
+to spend six millions of money. That means balls, dinners,
+and lawn parties without end, in all of which I trust the
+count will remember us, as he may depend upon it we shall
+him, in our own humble entertainments." In spite of the
+gross flattery and coarseness of this address, Madame
+Danglars could not forbear gazing with considerable interest
+on a man capable of expending six millions in twelve months,
+and who had selected Paris for the scene of his princely
+extravagance. "And when did you arrive here?" inquired she.
+
+"Yesterday morning, madame."
+
+"Coming, as usual, I presume, from the extreme end of the
+globe? Pardon me -- at least, such I have heard is your
+custom."
+
+"Nay, madame. This time I have merely come from Cadiz."
+
+"You have selected a most unfavorable moment for your first
+visit. Paris is a horrible place in summer. Balls, parties,
+and fetes are over; the Italian opera is in London; the
+French opera everywhere except in Paris. As for the Theatre
+Francais, you know, of course, that it is nowhere. The only
+amusements left us are the indifferent races at the Champ de
+Mars and Satory. Do you propose entering any horses at
+either of these races, count?"
+
+"I shall do whatever they do at Paris, madame, if I have the
+good fortune to find some one who will initiate me into the
+prevalent ideas of amusement."
+
+"Are you fond of horses, count?"
+
+"I have passed a considerable part of my life in the East,
+madame, and you are doubtless aware that the Orientals value
+only two things -- the fine breeding of their horses and the
+beauty of their women."
+
+"Nay, count," said the baroness, "it would have been
+somewhat more gallant to have placed the ladies first."
+
+"You see, madame, how rightly I spoke when I said I required
+a preceptor to guide me in all my sayings and doings here."
+At this instant the favorite attendant of Madame Danglars
+entered the boudoir; approaching her mistress, she spoke
+some words in an undertone. Madame Danglars turned very
+pale, then exclaimed, -- "I cannot believe it; the thing is
+impossible."
+
+"I assure you, madame," replied the woman, "it is as I have
+said." Turning impatiently towards her husband, Madame
+Danglars demanded, "Is this true?"
+
+"Is what true, madame?" inquired Danglars, visibly agitated.
+
+"What my maid tells me."
+
+"But what does she tell you?"
+
+"That when my coachman was about to harness the horses to my
+carriage, he discovered that they had been removed from the
+stables without his knowledge. I desire to know what is the
+meaning of this?"
+
+"Be kind enough, madame, to listen to me," said Danglars.
+
+"Oh, yes; I will listen, monsieur, for I am most curious to
+hear what explanation you will give. These two gentlemen
+shall decide between us; but, first, I will state the case
+to them. Gentlemen," continued the baroness, "among the ten
+horses in the stables of Baron Danglars, are two that belong
+exclusively to me -- a pair of the handsomest and most
+spirited creatures to be found in Paris. But to you, at
+least, M. Debray, I need not give a further description,
+because to you my beautiful pair of dappled grays were well
+known. Well, I had promised Madame de Villefort the loan of
+my carriage to drive to-morrow to the Bois; but when my
+coachman goes to fetch the grays from the stables they are
+gone -- positively gone. No doubt M. Danglars has sacrificed
+them to the selfish consideration of gaining some thousands
+of paltry francs. Oh, what a detestable crew they are, these
+mercenary speculators!"
+
+"Madame," replied Danglars, "the horses were not
+sufficiently quiet for you; they were scarcely four years
+old, and they made me extremely uneasy on your account."
+
+"Nonsense," retorted the baroness; "you could not have
+entertained any alarm on the subject, because you are
+perfectly well aware that I have had for a month in my
+service the very best coachman in Paris. But, perhaps, you
+have disposed of the coachman as well as the horses?"
+
+"My dear love, pray do not say any more about them, and I
+promise you another pair exactly like them in appearance,
+only more quiet and steady." The baroness shrugged her
+shoulders with an air of ineffable contempt, while her
+husband, affecting not to observe this unconjugal gesture,
+turned towards Monte Cristo and said, -- "Upon my word,
+count, I am quite sorry not to have met you sooner. You are
+setting up an establishment, of course?"
+
+"Why, yes," replied the count.
+
+"I should have liked to have made you the offer of these
+horses. I have almost given them away, as it is; but, as I
+before said, I was anxious to get rid of them upon any
+terms. They were only fit for a young man."
+
+"I am much obliged by your kind intentions towards me," said
+Monte Cristo; "but this morning I purchased a very excellent
+pair of carriage-horses, and I do not think they were dear.
+There they are. Come, M. Debray, you are a connoisseur, I
+believe, let me have your opinion upon them." As Debray
+walked towards the window, Danglars approached his wife. "I
+could not tell you before others," said he in a low tone,
+"the reason of my parting with the horses; but a most
+enormous price was offered me this morning for them. Some
+madman or fool, bent upon ruining himself as fast as he can,
+actually sent his steward to me to purchase them at any
+cost; and the fact is, I have gained 16,000 francs by the
+sale of them. Come, don't look so angry, and you shall have
+4,000 francs of the money to do what you like with, and
+Eugenie shall have 2,000. There, what do you think now of
+the affair? Wasn't I right to part with the horses?" Madame
+Danglars surveyed her husband with a look of withering
+contempt.
+
+"Great heavens?" suddenly exclaimed Debray.
+
+"What is it?" asked the baroness.
+
+"I cannot be mistaken; there are your horses! The very
+animals we were speaking of, harnessed to the count's
+carriage!"
+
+"My dappled grays?" demanded the baroness, springing to the
+window. "'Tis indeed they!" said she. Danglars looked
+absolutely stupefied. "How very singular," cried Monte
+Cristo with well-feigned astonishment.
+
+"I cannot believe it," murmured the banker. Madame Danglars
+whispered a few words in the ear of Debray, who approached
+Monte Cristo, saying, "The baroness wishes to know what you
+paid her husband for the horses."
+
+"I scarcely know," replied the count; "it was a little
+surprise prepared for me by my steward, and cost me -- well,
+somewhere about 30,000 francs." Debray conveyed the count's
+reply to the baroness. Poor Danglars looked so crest-fallen
+and discomfited that Monte Cristo assumed a pitying air
+towards him. "See," said the count, "how very ungrateful
+women are. Your kind attention, in providing for the safety
+of the baroness by disposing of the horses, does not seem to
+have made the least impression on her. But so it is; a woman
+will often, from mere wilfulness, prefer that which is
+dangerous to that which is safe. Therefore, in my opinion,
+my dear baron, the best and easiest way is to leave them to
+their fancies, and allow them to act as they please, and
+then, if any mischief follows, why, at least, they have no
+one to blame but themselves." Danglars made no reply; he was
+occupied in anticipations of the coming scene between
+himself and the baroness, whose frowning brow, like that of
+Olympic Jove, predicted a storm. Debray, who perceived the
+gathering clouds, and felt no desire to witness the
+explosion of Madame Danglars' rage, suddenly recollected an
+appointment, which compelled him to take his leave; while
+Monte Cristo, unwilling by prolonging his stay to destroy
+the advantages he hoped to obtain, made a farewell bow and
+departed, leaving Danglars to endure the angry reproaches of
+his wife.
+
+"Excellent," murmured Monte Cristo to himself, as he came
+away. "All his gone according to my wishes. The domestic
+peace of this family is henceforth in my hands. Now, then,
+to play another master-stroke, by which I shall gain the
+heart of both husband and wife -- delightful! Still," added
+he, "amid all this, I have not yet been presented to
+Mademoiselle Eugenie Danglars, whose acquaintance I should
+have been glad to make. But," he went on with his peculiar
+smile, "I am here in Paris, and have plenty of time before
+me -- by and by will do for that." With these reflections he
+entered his carriage and returned home. Two hours
+afterwards, Madame Danglars received a most flattering
+epistle from the count, in which he entreated her to receive
+back her favorite "dappled grays," protesting that he could
+not endure the idea of making his entry into the Parisian
+world of fashion with the knowledge that his splendid
+equipage had been obtained at the price of a lovely woman's
+regrets. The horses were sent back wearing the same harness
+she had seen on them in the morning; only, by the count's
+orders, in the centre of each rosette that adorned either
+side of their heads, had been fastened a large diamond.
+
+To Danglars Monte Cristo also wrote, requesting him to
+excuse the whimsical gift of a capricious millionaire, and
+to beg the baroness to pardon the Eastern fashion adopted in
+the return of the horses.
+
+During the evening, Monte Cristo quitted Paris for Auteuil,
+accompanied by Ali. The following day, about three o'clock,
+a single blow struck on the gong summoned Ali to the
+presence of the count. "Ali," observed his master, as the
+Nubian entered the chamber, "you have frequently explained
+to me how more than commonly skilful you are in throwing the
+lasso, have you not?" Ali drew himself up proudly, and then
+returned a sign in the affirmative. "I thought I did not
+mistake. With your lasso you could stop an ox?" Again Ali
+repeated his affirmative gesture. "Or a tiger?" Ali bowed
+his head in token of assent. "A lion even?" Ali sprung
+forwards, imitating the action of one throwing the lasso,
+then of a strangled lion.
+
+"I understand," said Monte Cristo; "you wish to tell me you
+have hunted the lion?" Ali smiled with triumphant pride as
+he signified that he had indeed both chased and captured
+many lions. "But do you believe you could arrest the
+progress of two horses rushing forwards with ungovernable
+fury?" The Nubian smiled. "It is well," said Monte Cristo.
+"Then listen to me. Ere long a carriage will dash past here,
+drawn by the pair of dappled gray horses you saw me with
+yesterday; now, at the risk of your own life, you must
+manage to stop those horses before my door."
+
+Ali descended to the street, and marked a straight line on
+the pavement immediately at the entrance of the house, and
+then pointed out the line he had traced to the count, who
+was watching him. 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."
+
+"My wretched curiosity has brought all this about," pursued
+the lady. "All Paris rung with the praises of Madame
+Danglars' beautiful horses, and I had the folly to desire to
+know whether they really merited the high praise given to
+them."
+
+"Is it possible," exclaimed the count with well-feigned
+astonishment, "that these horses belong to the baroness?"
+
+"They do, indeed. May I inquire if you are acquainted with
+Madame Danglars?"
+
+"I have that honor; and my happiness at your escape from the
+danger that threatened you is redoubled by the consciousness
+that I have been the unwilling and the unintentional cause
+of all the peril you have incurred. I yesterday purchased
+these horses of the baron; but as the baroness evidently
+regretted parting with them, I ventured to send them back to
+her, with a request that she would gratify me by accepting
+them from my hands."
+
+"You are, then, doubtless, the Count of Monte Cristo, of
+whom Hermine has talked to me so much?"
+
+"You have rightly guessed, madame," replied the count.
+
+"And I am Madame Heloise de Villefort." The count bowed with
+the air of a person who hears a name for the first time.
+"How grateful will M. de Villefort be for all your goodness;
+how thankfully will he acknowledge that to you alone he owes
+the existence of his wife and child! Most certainly, but for
+the prompt assistance of your intrepid servant, this dear
+child and myself must both have perished."
+
+"Indeed, I still shudder at the fearful danger you were
+placed in."
+
+"I trust you will allow me to recompense worthily the
+devotion of your man."
+
+"I beseech you, madame," replied Monte Cristo "not to spoil
+Ali, either by too great praise or rewards. I cannot allow
+him to acquire the habit of expecting to be recompensed for
+every trifling service he may render. Ali is my slave, and
+in saving your life he was but discharging his duty to me."
+
+"Nay," interposed Madame de Villefort, on whom the
+authoritative style adopted by the count made a deep
+impression, "nay, but consider that to preserve my life he
+has risked his own."
+
+"His life, madame, belongs not to him; it is mine, in return
+for my having myself saved him from death." Madame de
+Villefort made no further reply; her mind was utterly
+absorbed in the contemplation of the person who, from the
+first instant she saw him, had made so powerful an
+impression on her. During the evident preoccupation of
+Madame de Villefort, Monte Cristo scrutinized the features
+and appearance of the boy she kept folded in her arms,
+lavishing on him the most tender endearments. The child was
+small for his age, and unnaturally pale. A mass of straight
+black hair, defying all attempts to train or curl it, fell
+over his projecting forehead, and hung down to his
+shoulders, giving increased vivacity to eyes already
+sparkling with a youthful love of mischief and fondness for
+every forbidden enjoyment. His mouth was large, and the
+lips, which had not yet regained their color, were
+particularly thin; in fact, the deep and crafty look, giving
+a predominant expression to the child's face, belonged
+rather to a boy of twelve or fourteen than to one so young.
+His first movement was to free himself by a violent push
+from the encircling arms of his mother, and to rush forward
+to the casket from whence the count had taken the phial of
+elixir; then, without asking permission of any one, he
+proceeded, in all the wilfulness of a spoiled child
+unaccustomed to restrain either whims or caprices, to pull
+the corks out of all the bottles.
+
+"Touch nothing, my little friend," cried the count eagerly;
+"some of those liquids are not only dangerous to taste, but
+even to inhale."
+
+Madame de Villefort became very pale, and, seizing her son's
+arm, drew him anxiously toward her; but, once satisfied of
+his safety, she also cast a brief but expressive glance on
+the casket, which was not lost upon the count. At this
+moment Ali entered. At sight of him Madame de Villefort
+uttered an expression of pleasure, and, holding the child
+still closer towards her, she said, "Edward, dearest, do you
+see that good man? He has shown very great courage and
+resolution, for he exposed his own life to stop the horses
+that were running away with us, and would certainly have
+dashed the carriage to pieces. Thank him, then, my child, in
+your very best manner; for, had he not come to our aid,
+neither you nor I would have been alive to speak our
+thanks." The child stuck out his lips and turned away his
+head in a disdainful manner, saying, "He's too ugly."
+
+The count smiled as if the child bade fair to realize his
+hopes, while Madame de Villefort reprimanded her son with a
+gentleness and moderation very far from conveying the least
+idea of a fault having been committed. "This lady," said the
+Count, speaking to Ali in the Arabic language, "is desirous
+that her son should thank you for saving both their lives;
+but the boy refuses, saying you are too ugly." Ali turned
+his intelligent countenance towards the boy, on whom he
+gazed without any apparent emotion; but the spasmodic
+working of the nostrils showed to the practiced eye of Monte
+Cristo that the Arab had been wounded to the heart.
+
+"Will you permit me to inquire," said Madame de Villefort,
+as she arose to take her leave, "whether you usually reside
+here?"
+
+"No, I do not," replied Monte Cristo; "it is a small place I
+have purchased quite lately. My place of abode is No. 30,
+Avenue des Champs Elysees; but I see you have quite
+recovered from your fright, and are, no doubt, desirous of
+returning home. Anticipating your wishes, I have desired the
+same horses you came with to be put to one of my carriages,
+and Ali, he whom you think so very ugly," continued he,
+addressing the boy with a smiling air, "will have the honor
+of driving you home, while your coachman remains here to
+attend to the necessary repairs of your calash. As soon as
+that important business is concluded, I will have a pair of
+my own horses harnessed to convey it direct to Madame
+Danglars."
+
+"I dare not return with those dreadful horses," said Madame
+de Villefort.
+
+"You will see," replied Monte Cristo, "that they will be as
+different as possible in the hands of Ali. With him they
+will be gentle and docile as lambs." Ali had, indeed, given
+proof of this; for, approaching the animals, who had been
+got upon their legs with considerable difficulty, he rubbed
+their foreheads and nostrils with a sponge soaked in
+aromatic vinegar, and wiped off the sweat and foam that
+covered their mouths. Then, commencing a loud whistling
+noise, he rubbed them well all over their bodies for several
+minutes; then, undisturbed by the noisy crowd collected
+round the broken carriage, Ali quietly harnessed the
+pacified animals to the count's chariot, took the reins in
+his hands, and mounted the box, when to the utter
+astonishment of those who had witnessed the ungovernable
+spirit and maddened speed of the same horses, he was
+actually compelled to apply his whip in no very gentle
+manner before he could induce them to start; and even then
+all that could be obtained from the celebrated "dappled
+grays," now changed into a couple of dull, sluggish, stupid
+brutes, was a slow, pottering pace, kept up with so much
+difficulty that Madame de Villefort was more than two hours
+returning to her residence in the Faubourg St. Honore.
+
+Scarcely had the first congratulations upon her marvellous
+escape been gone through when she wrote the following letter
+to Madame Danglars: --
+
+Dear Hermine, -- I have just had a wonderful escape from the
+most imminent danger, and I owe my safety to the very Count
+of Monte Cristo we were talking about yesterday, but whom I
+little expected to see to-day. I remember how unmercifully I
+laughed at what I considered your eulogistic and exaggerated
+praises of him; but I have now ample cause to admit that
+your enthusiastic description of this wonderful man fell far
+short of his merits. Your horses got as far as Ranelagh,
+when they darted forward like mad things, and galloped away
+at so fearful a rate, that there seemed no other prospect
+for myself and my poor Edward but that of being dashed to
+pieces against the first object that impeded their progress,
+when a strange-looking man, -- an Arab, a negro, or a
+Nubian, at least a black of some nation or other -- at a
+signal from the count, whose domestic he is, suddenly seized
+and stopped the infuriated animals, even at the risk of
+being trampled to death himself; and certainly he must have
+had a most wonderful escape. The count then hastened to us,
+and took us into his house, where he speedily recalled my
+poor Edward to life. He sent us home in his own carriage.
+Yours will be returned to you to-morrow. You will find your
+horses in bad condition, from the results of this accident;
+they seem thoroughly stupefied, as if sulky and vexed at
+having been conquered by man. The count, however, his
+commissioned me to assure you that two or three days' rest,
+with plenty of barley for their sole food during that time,
+will bring them back to as fine, that is as terrifying, a
+condition as they were in yesterday. Adieu! I cannot return
+you many thanks for the drive of yesterday; but, after all,
+I ought not to blame you for the misconduct of your horses,
+more especially as it procured me the pleasure of an
+introduction to the Count of Monte Cristo, -- and certainly
+that illustrious personage, apart from the millions he is
+said to be so very anxious to dispose of, seemed to me one
+of those curiously interesting problems I, for one, delight
+in solving at any risk, even if it were to necessitate
+another drive to the Bois behind your horses. Edward endured
+the accident with miraculous courage -- he did not utter a
+single cry, but fell lifeless into my arms; nor did a tear
+fall from his eyes after it was over. I doubt not you will
+consider these praises the result of blind maternal
+affection, but there is a soul of iron in that delicate,
+fragile body. Valentine sends many affectionate remembrances
+to your dear Eugenie. I embrace you with all my heart.
+
+Heloise de Villefort.
+
+P.S. -- Do pray contrive some means for me to meet the Count
+of Monte Cristo at your house. I must and will see him
+again. I have just made M. de Villefort promise to call on
+him, and I hope the visit will be returned.
+
+That night the adventure at Auteuil was talked of
+everywhere. Albert related it to his mother; Chateau-Renaud
+recounted it at the Jockey Club, and Debray detailed it at
+length in the salons of the minister; even Beauchamp
+accorded twenty lines in his journal to the relation of the
+count's courage and gallantry, thereby celebrating him as
+the greatest hero of the day in the eyes of all the feminine
+members of the aristocracy. Vast was the crowd of visitors
+and inquiring friends who left their names at the residence
+of Madame de Villefort, with the design of renewing their
+visit at the right moment, of hearing from her lips all the
+interesting circumstances of this most romantic adventure.
+As for M. de Villefort, he fulfilled the predictions of
+Heloise to the letter, -- donned his dress suit, drew on a
+pair of white gloves, ordered the servants to attend the
+carriage dressed in their full livery, and drove that same
+night to No. 30 in the Avenue des Champs-Elysees.
+
+
+
+Chapter 48
+Ideology.
+
+If the Count of Monte Cristo had been for a long time
+familiar with the ways of Parisian society, he would have
+appreciated better the significance of the step which M. de
+Villefort had taken. Standing well at court, whether the
+king regnant was of the older or younger branch, whether the
+government was doctrinaire liberal, or conservative; looked
+upon by all as a man of talent, since those who have never
+experienced a political check are generally so regarded;
+hated by many, but warmly supported by others, without being
+really liked by anybody, M. de Villefort held a high
+position in the magistracy, and maintained his eminence like
+a Harlay or a Mole. His drawing-room, under the regenerating
+influence of a young wife and a daughter by his first
+marriage, scarcely eighteen, was still one of the
+well-regulated Paris salons where the worship of traditional
+customs and the observance of rigid etiquette were carefully
+maintained. A freezing politeness, a strict fidelity to
+government principles, a profound contempt for theories and
+theorists, a deep-seated hatred of ideality, -- these were
+the elements of private and public life displayed by M. de
+Villefort.
+
+He was not only a magistrate, he was almost a diplomatist.
+His relations with the former court, of which he always
+spoke with dignity and respect, made him respected by the
+new one, and he knew so many things, that not only was he
+always carefully considered, but sometimes consulted.
+Perhaps this would not have been so had it been possible to
+get rid of M. de Villefort; but, like the feudal barons who
+rebelled against their sovereign, he dwelt in an impregnable
+fortress. This fortress was his post as king's attorney, all
+the advantages of which he exploited with marvellous skill,
+and which he would not have resigned but to be made deputy,
+and thus to replace neutrality by opposition. Ordinarily M.
+de Villefort made and returned very few visits. His wife
+visited for him, and this was the received thing in the
+world, where the weighty and multifarious occupations of the
+magistrate were accepted as an excuse for what was really
+only calculated pride, a manifestation of professed
+superiority -- in fact, the application of the axiom,
+"Pretend to think well of yourself, and the world will think
+well of you," an axiom a hundred times more useful in
+society nowadays than that of the Greeks, "Know thyself," a
+knowledge for which, in our days, we have substituted the
+less difficult and more advantageous science of knowing
+others.
+
+To his friends M. de Villefort was a powerful protector; to
+his enemies, he was a silent, but bitter opponent; for those
+who were neither the one nor the other, he was a statue of
+the law-made man. He had a haughty bearing, a look either
+steady and impenetrable or insolently piercing and
+inquisitorial. Four successive revolutions had built and
+cemented the pedestal upon which his fortune was based. M.
+de Villefort had the reputation of being the least curious
+and the least wearisome man in France. He gave a ball every
+year, at which he appeared for a quarter of an hour only, --
+that is to say, five and forty minutes less than the king is
+visible at his balls. He was never seen at the theatres, at
+concerts, or in any place of public resort. Occasionally,
+but seldom, he played at whist, and then care was taken to
+select partners worthy of him -- sometimes they were
+ambassadors, sometimes archbishops, or sometimes a prince,
+or a president, or some dowager duchess. Such was the man
+whose carriage had just now stopped before the Count of
+Monte Cristo's door. The valet de chambre announced M. de
+Villefort at the moment when the count, leaning over a large
+table, was tracing on a map the route from St. Petersburg to
+China.
+
+The procureur entered with the same grave and measured step
+he would have employed in entering a court of justice. He
+was the same man, or rather the development of the same man,
+whom we have heretofore seen as assistant attorney at
+Marseilles. Nature, according to her way, had made no
+deviation in the path he had marked out for himself. From
+being slender he had now become meagre; once pale, he was
+now yellow; his deep-set eyes were hollow, and the gold
+spectacles shielding his eyes seemed to be an integral
+portion of his face. He dressed entirely in black, with the
+exception of his white tie, and his funeral appearance was
+only mitigated by the slight line of red ribbon which passed
+almost imperceptibly through his button-hole, and appeared
+like a streak of blood traced with a delicate brush.
+Although master of himself, Monte Cristo, scrutinized with
+irrepressible curiosity the magistrate whose salute he
+returned, and who, distrustful by habit, and especially
+incredulous as to social prodigies, was much more dispised
+to look upon "the noble stranger," as Monte Cristo was
+already called, as an adventurer in search of new fields, or
+an escaped criminal, rather than as a prince of the Holy
+See, or a sultan of the Thousand and One Nights.
+
+"Sir," said Villefort, in the squeaky tone assumed by
+magistrates in their oratorical periods, and of which they
+cannot, or will not, divest themselves in society, "sir, the
+signal service which you yesterday rendered to my wife and
+son has made it a duty for me to offer you my thanks. I have
+come, therefore, to discharge this duty, and to express to
+you my overwhelming gratitude." And as he said this, the
+"eye severe" of the magistrate had lost nothing of its
+habitual arrogance. He spoke in a voice of the
+procureur-general, with the rigid inflexibility of neck and
+shoulders which caused his flatterers to say (as we have
+before observed) that he was the living statue of the law.
+
+"Monsieur," replied the count, with a chilling air, "I am
+very happy to have been the means of preserving a son to his
+mother, for they say that the sentiment of maternity is the
+most holy of all; and the good fortune which occurred to me,
+monsieur, might have enabled you to dispense with a duty
+which, in its discharge, confers an undoubtedly great honor;
+for I am aware that M. de Villefort is not usually lavish of
+the favor which he now bestows on me, -- a favor which,
+however estimable, is unequal to the satisfaction which I
+have in my own consciousness." Villefort, astonished at this
+reply, which he by no means expected, started like a soldier
+who feels the blow levelled at him over the armor he wears,
+and a curl of his disdainful lip indicated that from that
+moment he noted in the tablets of his brain that the Count
+of Monte Cristo was by no means a highly bred gentleman. He
+glanced around. in order to seize on something on which the
+conversation might turn, and seemed to fall easily on a
+topic. He saw the map which Monte Cristo had been examining
+when he entered, and said, "You seem geographically engaged,
+sir? It is a rich study for you, who, as I learn, have seen
+as many lands as are delineated on this map."
+
+"Yes, sir," replied the count; "l have sought to make of the
+human race, taken in the mass, what you practice every day
+on individuals -- a physiological study. I have believed it
+was much easier to descend from the whole to a part than to
+ascend from a part to the whole. It is an algebraic axiom,
+which makes us proceed from a known to an unknown quantity,
+and not from an unknown to a known; but sit down, sir, I beg
+of you."
+
+Monte Cristo pointed to a chair, which the procureur was
+obliged to take the trouble to move forwards himself, while
+the count merely fell back into his own, on which he had
+been kneeling when M. Villefort entered. Thus the count was
+halfway turned towards his visitor, having his back towards
+the window, his elbow resting on the geographical chart
+which furnished the theme of conversation for the moment, --
+a conversation which assumed, as in the case of the
+interviews with Danglars and Morcerf, a turn analogous to
+the persons, if not to the situation. "Ah, you
+philosophize," replied Villefort, after a moment's silence,
+during which, like a wrestler who encounters a powerful
+opponent, he took breath; "well, sir, really, if, like you,
+I had nothing else to do, I should seek a more amusing
+occupation."
+
+"Why, in truth, sir," was Monte Cristo's reply, "man is but
+an ugly caterpillar for him who studies him through a solar
+microscope; but you said, I think, that I had nothing else
+to do. Now, really, let me ask, sir, have you? -- do you
+believe you have anything to do? or to speak in plain terms,
+do you really think that what you do deserves being called
+anything?"
+
+Villefort's astonishment redoubled at this second thrust so
+forcibly made by his strange adversary. It was a long time
+since the magistrate had heard a paradox so strong, or
+rather, to say the truth more exactly, it was the first time
+he had ever heard of it. The procureur exerted himself to
+reply. "Sir," he responded, "you are a stranger, and I
+believe you say yourself that a portion of your life has
+been spent in Oriental countries, so you are not aware how
+human justice, so expeditions in barbarous countries, takes
+with us a prudent and well-studied course."
+
+"Oh, yes -- yes, I do, sir; it is the pede claudo of the
+ancients. I know all that, for it is with the justice of all
+countries especially that I have occupied myself -- it is
+with the criminal procedure of all nations that I have
+compared natural justice, and I must say, sir, that it is
+the law of primitive nations, that is, the law of
+retaliation, that I have most frequently found to be
+according to the law of God."
+
+"If this law were adopted, sir," said the procureur, "it
+would greatly simplify our legal codes, and in that case the
+magistrates would not (as you just observed) have much to
+do."
+
+"It may, perhaps, come to this in time," observed Monte
+Cristo; "you know that human inventions march from the
+complex to the simple, and simplicity is always perfection."
+
+"In the meanwhile," continued the magistrate, "our codes are
+in full force, with all their contradictory enactments
+derived from Gallic customs, Roman laws, and Frank usages;
+the knowledge of all which, you will agree, is not to be
+acquired without extended labor; it needs tedious study to
+acquire this knowledge, and, when acquired, a strong power
+of brain to retain it."
+
+"I agree with you entirely, sir; but all that even you know
+with respect to the French code, I know, not only in
+reference to that code, but as regards the codes of all
+nations. The English, Turkish, Japanese, Hindu laws, are as
+familiar to me as the French laws, and thus I was right,
+when I said to you, that relatively (you know that
+everything is relative, sir) -- that relatively to what I
+have done, you have very little to do; but that relatively
+to all I have learned, you have yet a great deal to learn."
+
+"But with what motive have you learned all this?" inquired
+Villefort, in astonishment. Monte Cristo smiled. "Really,
+sir," he observed, "I see that in spite of the reputation
+which you have acquired as a superior man, you look at
+everything from the material and vulgar view of society,
+beginning with man, and ending with man -- that is to say,
+in the most restricted, most narrow view which it is
+possible for human understanding to embrace."
+
+"Pray, sir, explain yourself," said Villefort, more and more
+astonished, "I really do -- not -- understand you --
+perfectly."
+
+"I say, sir, that with the eyes fixed on the social
+organization of nations, you see only the springs of the
+machine, and lose sight of the sublime workman who makes
+them act; I say that you do not recognize before you and
+around you any but those office-holders whose commissions
+have been signed by a minister or king; and that the men
+whom God has put above those office-holders, ministers, and
+kings, by giving them a mission to follow out, instead of a
+post to fill -- I say that they escape your narrow, limited
+field of observation. It is thus that human weakness fails,
+from its debilitated and imperfect organs. Tobias took the
+angel who restored him to light for an ordinary young man.
+The nations took Attila, who was doomed to destroy them, for
+a conqueror similar to other conquerors, and it was
+necessary for both to reveal their missions, that they might
+be known and acknowledged; one was compelled to say, `I am
+the angel of the Lord'; and the other, `I am the hammer of
+God,' in order that the divine essence in both might be
+revealed."
+
+"Then," said Villefort, more and more amazed, and really
+supposing he was speaking to a mystic or a madman, "you
+consider yourself as one of those extraordinary beings whom
+you have mentioned?"
+
+"And why not?" said Monte Cristo coldly.
+
+"Your pardon, sir," replied Villefort, quite astounded, "but
+you will excuse me if, when I presented myself to you, I was
+unaware that I should meet with a person whose knowledge and
+understanding so far surpass the usual knowledge and
+understanding of men. It is not usual with us corrupted
+wretches of civilization to find gentlemen like yourself,
+possessors, as you are, of immense fortune -- at least, so
+it is said -- and I beg you to observe that I do not
+inquire, I merely repeat; -- it is not usual, I say, for
+such privileged and wealthy beings to waste their time in
+speculations on the state of society, in philosophical
+reveries, intended at best to console those whom fate has
+disinherited from the goods of this world."
+
+"Really, sir," retorted the count, "have you attained the
+eminent situation in which you are, without having admitted,
+or even without having met with exceptions? and do you never
+use your eyes, which must have acquired so much finesse and
+certainty, to divine, at a glance, the kind of man by whom
+you are confronted? Should not a magistrate be not merely
+the best administrator of the law, but the most crafty
+expounder of the chicanery of his profession, a steel probe
+to search hearts, a touchstone to try the gold which in each
+soul is mingled with more or less of alloy?"
+
+"Sir," said Villefort, "upon my word, you overcome me. I
+really never heard a person speak as you do."
+
+"Because you remain eternally encircled in a round of
+general conditions, and have never dared to raise your wings
+into those upper spheres which God has peopled with
+invisible or exceptional beings."
+
+"And you allow then, sir, that spheres exist, and that these
+marked and invisible beings mingle amongst us?"
+
+"Why should they not? Can you see the air you breathe, and
+yet without which you could not for a moment exist?"
+
+"Then we do not see those beings to whom you allude?"
+
+"Yes, we do; you see them whenever God pleases to allow them
+to assume a material form. You touch them, come in contact
+with them, speak to them, and they reply to you."
+
+"Ah," said Villefort, smiling, "I confess I should like to
+be warned when one of these beings is in contact with me."
+
+"You have been served as you desire, monsieur, for you were
+warned just now, and I now again warn you."
+
+"Then you yourself are one of these marked beings?"
+
+"Yes, monsieur, I believe so; for until now, no man has
+found himself in a position similar to mine. The dominions
+of kings are limited either by mountains or rivers, or a
+change of manners, or an alteration of language. My kingdom
+is bounded only by the world, for I am not an Italian, or a
+Frenchman, or a Hindu, or an American, or a Spaniard -- I am
+a cosmopolite. No country can say it saw my birth. God alone
+knows what country will see me die. I adopt all customs,
+speak all languages. You believe me to be a Frenchman, for I
+speak French with the same facility and purity as yourself.
+Well, Ali, my Nubian, believes me to be an Arab; Bertuccio,
+my steward, takes me for a Roman; Haidee, my slave, thinks
+me a Greek. You may, therefore, comprehend, that being of no
+country, asking no protection from any government,
+acknowledging no man as my brother, not one of the scruples
+that arrest the powerful, or the obstacles which paralyze
+the weak, paralyzes or arrests me. I have only two
+adversaries -- I will not say two conquerors, for with
+perseverance I subdue even them, -- they are time and
+distance. There is a third, and the most terrible -- that is
+my condition as a mortal being. This alone can stop me in my
+onward career, before I have attained the goal at which I
+aim, for all the rest I have reduced to mathematical terms.
+What men call the chances of fate -- namely, ruin, change,
+circumstances -- I have fully anticipated, and if any of
+these should overtake me, yet it will not overwhelm me.
+Unless I die, I shall always be what I am, and therefore it
+is that I utter the things you have never heard, even from
+the mouths of kings -- for kings have need, and other
+persons have fear of you. For who is there who does not say
+to himself, in a society as incongruously organized as ours,
+`Perhaps some day I shall have to do with the king's
+attorney'?"
+
+"But can you not say that, sir? The moment you become an
+inhabitant of France, you are naturally subjected to the
+French law."
+
+"I know it sir," replied Monte Cristo; "but when I visit a
+country I begin to study, by all the means which are
+available, the men from whom I may have anything to hope or
+to fear, till I know them as well as, perhaps better than,
+they know themselves. It follows from this, that the king's
+attorney, be he who he may, with whom I should have to deal,
+would assuredly be more embarrassed than I should."
+
+"That is to say," replied Villefort with hesitation, "that
+human nature being weak, every man, according to your creed,
+has committed faults."
+
+"Faults or crimes," responded Monte Cristo with a negligent
+air.
+
+"And that you alone, amongst the men whom you do not
+recognize as your brothers -- for you have said so,"
+observed Villefort in a tone that faltered somewhat -- "you
+alone are perfect."
+
+"No, not perfect," was the count's reply; "only
+impenetrable, that's all. But let us leave off this strain,
+sir, if the tone of it is displeasing to you; I am no more
+disturbed by your justice than are you by my second-sight."
+
+"No, no, -- by no means," said Villefort, who was afraid of
+seeming to abandon his ground. "No; by your brilliant and
+almost sublime conversation you have elevated me above the
+ordinary level; we no longer talk, we rise to dissertation.
+But you know how the theologians in their collegiate chairs,
+and philosophers in their controversies, occasionally say
+cruel truths; let us suppose for the moment that we are
+theologizing in a social way, or even philosophically, and I
+will say to you, rude as it may seem, `My brother, you
+sacrifice greatly to pride; you may be above others, but
+above you there is God.'"
+
+"Above us all, sir," was Monte Cristo's response, in a tone
+and with an emphasis so deep that Villefort involuntarily
+shuddered. "I have my pride for men -- serpents always ready
+to threaten every one who would pass without crushing them
+under foot. But I lay aside that pride before God, who has
+taken me from nothing to make me what I am."
+
+"Then, count, I admire you," said Villefort, who, for the
+first time in this strange conversation, used the
+aristocratic form to the unknown personage, whom, until now,
+he had only called monsieur. "Yes, and I say to you, if you
+are really strong, really superior, really pious, or
+impenetrable, which you were right in saying amounts to the
+same thing -- then be proud, sir, for that is the
+characteristic of predominance. Yet you have unquestionably
+some ambition."
+
+"I have, sir."
+
+"And what may it be?"
+
+"I too, as happens to every man once in his life, have been
+taken by Satan into the highest mountain in the earth, and
+when there he showed me all the kingdoms of the world, and
+as he said before, so said he to me, `Child of earth, what
+wouldst thou have to make thee adore me?' I reflected long,
+for a gnawing ambition had long preyed upon me, and then I
+replied, `Listen, -- I have always heard of providence, and
+yet I have never seen him, or anything that resembles him,
+or which can make me believe that he exists. I wish to be
+providence myself, for I feel that the most beautiful,
+noblest, most sublime thing in the world, is to recompense
+and punish.' Satan bowed his head, and groaned. `You
+mistake,' he said, `providence does exist, only you have
+never seen him, because the child of God is as invisible as
+the parent. You have seen nothing that resembles him,
+because he works by secret springs, and moves by hidden
+ways. All I can do for you is to make you one of the agents
+of that providence.' The bargain was concluded. I may
+sacrifice my soul, but what matters it?" added Monte Cristo.
+"If the thing were to do again, I would again do it."
+Villefort looked at Monte Cristo with extreme amazement.
+"Count," he inquired, "have you any relations?"
+
+"No, sir, I am alone in the world."
+
+"So much the worse."
+
+"Why?" asked Monte Cristo.
+
+"Because then you might witness a spectacle calculated to
+break down your pride. You say you fear nothing but death?"
+
+"I did not say that I feared it; I only said that death
+alone could check the execution of my plans."
+
+"And old age?"
+
+"My end will be achieved before I grow old."
+
+"And madness?"
+
+"I have been nearly mad; and you know the axiom, -- non bis
+in idem. It is an axiom of criminal law, and, consequently,
+you understand its full application."
+
+"Sir," continued Villefort, "there is something to fear
+besides death, old age, and madness. For instance, there is
+apoplexy -- that lightning-stroke which strikes but does not
+destroy you, and yet which brings everything to an end. You
+are still yourself as now, and yet you are yourself no
+longer; you who, like Ariel, verge on the angelic, are but
+an inert mass, which, like Caliban, verges on the brutal;
+and this is called in human tongues, as I tell you, neither
+more nor less than apoplexy. Come, if so you will, count,
+and continue this conversation at my house, any day you may
+be willing to see an adversary capable of understanding and
+anxious to refute you, and I will show you my father, M.
+Noirtier de Villefort, one of the most fiery Jacobins of the
+French Revolution; that is to say, he had the most
+remarkable audacity, seconded by a most powerful
+organization -- a man who has not, perhaps, like yourself
+seen all the kingdoms of the earth, but who has helped to
+overturn one of the greatest; in fact, a man who believed
+himself, like you, one of the envoys, not of God, but of a
+supreme being; not of providence, but of fate. Well, sir,
+the rupture of a blood-vessel on the lobe of the brain has
+destroyed all this, not in a day, not in an hour, but in a
+second. M. Noirtier, who, on the previous night, was the old
+Jacobin, the old senator, the old Carbonaro, laughing at the
+guillotine, the cannon, and the dagger -- M. Noirtier,
+playing with revolutions -- M. Noirtier, for whom France was
+a vast chess-board, from which pawns, rooks, knights, and
+queens were to disappear, so that the king was checkmated --
+M. Noirtier, the redoubtable, was the next morning `poor M.
+Noirtier,' the helpless old man, at the tender mercies of
+the weakest creature in the household, that is, his
+grandchild, Valentine; a dumb and frozen carcass, in fact,
+living painlessly on, that time may be given for his frame
+to decompose without his consciousness of its decay."
+
+"Alas, sir," said Monte Cristo "this spectacle is neither
+strange to my eye nor my thought. I am something of a
+physician, and have, like my fellows, sought more than once
+for the soul in living and in dead matter; yet, like
+providence, it has remained invisible to my eyes, although
+present to my heart. A hundred writers since Socrates,
+Seneca, St. Augustine, and Gall, have made, in verse and
+prose, the comparison you have made, and yet I can well
+understand that a father's sufferings may effect great
+changes in the mind of a son. I will call on you, sir, since
+you bid me contemplate, for the advantage of my pride, this
+terrible spectacle, which must have been so great a source
+of sorrow to your family."
+
+"It would have been so unquestionably, had not God given me
+so large a compensation. In contrast with the old man, who
+is dragging his way to the tomb, are two children just
+entering into life -- Valentine, the daughter by my first
+wife -- Mademoiselle Renee de Saint-Meran -- and Edward, the
+boy whose life you have this day saved."
+
+"And what is your deduction from this compensation, sir?"
+inquired Monte Cristo.
+
+"My deduction is," replied Villefort, "that my father, led
+away by his passions, has committed some fault unknown to
+human justice, but marked by the justice of God. That God,
+desirous in his mercy to punish but one person, has visited
+this justice on him alone." Monte Cristo with a smile on his
+lips, uttered in the depths of his soul a groan which would
+have made Villefort fly had he but heard it. "Adieu, sir,"
+said the magistrate, who had risen from his seat; "I leave
+you, bearing a remembrance of you -- a remembrance of
+esteem, which I hope will not be disagreeable to you when
+you know me better; for I am not a man to bore my friends,
+as you will learn. Besides, you have made an eternal friend
+of Madame de Villefort." The count bowed, and contented
+himself with seeing Villefort to the door of his cabinet,
+the procureur being escorted to his carriage by two footmen,
+who, on a signal from their master, followed him with every
+mark of attention. When he had gone, Monte Cristo breathed a
+profound sigh, and said, -- "Enough of this poison, let me
+now seek the antidote." Then sounding his bell, he said to
+Ali, who entered, "I am going to madam's chamber -- have the
+carriage ready at one o'clock."
+
+
+
+Chapter 49
+Haidee.
+
+It will be recollected that the new, or rather old,
+acquaintances of the Count of Monte Cristo, residing in the
+Rue Meslay, were no other than Maximilian, Julie, and
+Emmanuel. The very anticipations of delight to be enjoyed in
+his forthcoming visits -- the bright, pure gleam of heavenly
+happiness it diffused over the almost deadly warfare in
+which he had voluntarily engaged, illumined his whole
+countenance with a look of ineffable joy and calmness, as,
+immediately after Villefort's departure, his thoughts flew
+back to the cheering prospect before him, of tasting, at
+least, a brief respite from the fierce and stormy passions
+of his mind. Even Ali, who had hastened to obey the Count's
+summons, went forth from his master's presence in charmed
+amazement at the unusual animation and pleasure depicted on
+features ordinarily so stern and cold; while, as though
+dreading to put to flight the agreeable ideas hovering over
+his patron's meditations, whatever they were, the faithful
+Nubian walked on tiptoe towards the door, holding his
+breath, lest its faintest sound should dissipate his
+master's happy reverie.
+
+It was noon, and Monte Cristo had set apart one hour to be
+passed in the apartments of Haidee, as though his oppressed
+spirit could not all at once admit the feeling of pure and
+unmixed joy, but required a gradual succession of calm and
+gentle emotions to prepare his mind to receive full and
+perfect happiness, in the same manner as ordinary natures
+demand to be inured by degrees to the reception of strong or
+violent sensations. The young Greek, as we have already
+said, occupied apartments wholly unconnected with those of
+the count. The rooms had been fitted up in strict accordance
+with Oriental ideas; the floors were covered with the
+richest carpets Turkey could produce; the walls hung with
+brocaded silk of the most magnificent designs and texture;
+while around each chamber luxurious divans were placed, with
+piles of soft and yielding cushions, that needed only to be
+arranged at the pleasure or convenience of such as sought
+repose. Haidee and three French maids, and one who was a
+Greek. The first three remained constantly in a small
+waiting-room, ready to obey the summons of a small golden
+bell, or to receive the orders of the Romaic slave, who knew
+just enough French to be able to transmit her mistress's
+wishes to the three other waiting-women; the latter had
+received most peremptory instructions from Monte Cristo to
+treat Haidee with all the deference they would observe to a
+queen.
+
+The young girl herself generally passed her time in the
+chamber at the farther end of her apartments. This was a
+sort of boudoir, circular, and lighted only from the roof,
+which consisted of rose-colored glass. Haidee was reclining
+upon soft downy cushions, covered with blue satin spotted
+with silver; her head, supported by one of her exquisitely
+moulded arms, rested on the divan immediately behind her,
+while the other was employed in adjusting to her lips the
+coral tube of a rich narghile, through whose flexible pipe
+she drew the smoke fragrant by its passage through perfumed
+water. Her attitude, though perfectly natural for an Eastern
+woman would, in a European, have been deemed too full of
+coquettish straining after effect. Her dress, which was that
+of the women of Epirus, consisted of a pair of white satin
+trousers, embroidered with pink roses, displaying feet so
+exquisitely formed and so delicately fair, that they might
+well have been taken for Parian marble, had not the eye been
+undeceived by their movements as they constantly shifted in
+and out of a pair of little slippers with upturned toes,
+beautifully ornamented with gold and pearls. She wore a blue
+and white-striped vest, with long open sleeves, trimmed with
+silver loops and buttons of pearls, and a sort of bodice,
+which, closing only from the centre to the waist, exhibited
+the whole of the ivory throat and upper part of the bosom;
+it was fastened with three magnificent diamond clasps. The
+junction of the bodice and drawers was entirely concealed by
+one of the many-colored scarfs, whose brilliant hues and
+rich silken fringe have rendered them so precious in the
+eyes of Parisian belles. Tilted on one side of her head she
+had a small cap of gold-colored silk, embroidered with
+pearls; while on the other a purple rose mingled its glowing
+colors with the luxuriant masses of her hair, of which the
+blackness was so intense that it was tinged with blue. The
+extreme beauty of the countenance, that shone forth in
+loveliness that mocked the vain attempts of dress to augment
+it, was peculiarly and purely Grecian; there were the large,
+dark, melting eyes, the finely formed nose, the coral lips,
+and pearly teeth, that belonged to her race and country.
+And, to complete the whole, Haidee was in the very
+springtide and fulness of youthful charms -- she had not yet
+numbered more than twenty summers.
+
+Monte Cristo summoned the Greek attendant, and bade her
+inquire whether it would be agreeable to her mistress to
+receive his visit. Haidee's only reply was to direct her
+servant by a sign to withdraw the tapestried curtain that
+hung before the door of her boudoir, the framework of the
+opening thus made serving as a sort of border to the
+graceful tableau presented by the young girl's picturesque
+attitude and appearance. As Monte Cristo approached, she
+leaned upon the elbow of the arm that held the narghile, and
+extending to him her other hand, said, with a smile of
+captivating sweetness, in the sonorous language spoken by
+the women of Athens and Sparta, "Why demand permission ere
+you enter? Are you no longer my master, or have I ceased to
+be your slave?" Monte Cristo returned her smile. "Haidee,"
+said he, "you well know."
+
+"Why do you address me so coldly -- so distantly?" asked the
+young Greek. "Have I by any means displeased you? Oh, if so,
+punish me as you will; but do not -- do not speak to me in
+tones and manner so formal and constrained."
+
+"Haidee," replied the count, "you know that you are now in
+France, and are free."
+
+"Free to do what?" asked the young girl.
+
+"Free to leave me."
+
+"Leave you? Why should I leave you?"
+
+"That is not for me to say; but we are now about to mix in
+society -- to visit and be visited."
+
+"I don't wish to see anybody but you."
+
+"And should you see one whom you could prefer, I would not
+be so unjust" --
+
+"I have never seen any one I preferred to you, and I have
+never loved any one but you and my father."
+
+"My poor child," replied Monte Cristo, "that is merely
+because your father and myself are the only men who have
+ever talked to you."
+
+"I don't want anybody else to talk to me. My father said I
+was his `joy' -- you style me your `love,' -- and both of
+you have called me `my child.'"
+
+"Do you remember your father, Haidee?" The young Greek
+smiled. "He is here, and here," said she, touching her eyes
+and her heart. "And where am I?" inquired Monte Cristo
+laughingly.
+
+"You?" cried she, with tones of thrilling tenderness, "you
+are everywhere!" Monte Cristo took the delicate hand of the
+young girl in his, and was about to raise it to his lips,
+when the simple child of nature hastily withdrew it, and
+presented her cheek. "You now understand, Haidee," said the
+count, "that from this moment you are absolutely free; that
+here you exercise unlimited sway, and are at liberty to lay
+aside or continue the costume of your country, as it may
+suit your inclination. Within this mansion you are absolute
+mistress of your actions, and may go abroad or remain in
+your apartments as may seem most agreeable to you. A
+carriage waits your orders, and Ali and Myrtho will
+accompany you whithersoever you desire to go. There is but
+one favor I would entreat of you."
+
+"Speak."
+
+"Guard carefully the secret of your birth. Make no allusion
+to the past; nor upon any occasion be induced to pronounce
+the names of your illustrious father or ill-fated mother."
+
+"I have already told you, my lord, that I shall see no one."
+
+"It is possible, Haidee, that so perfect a seclusion, though
+conformable with the habits and customs of the East, may not
+be practicable in Paris. Endeavor, then, to accustom
+yourself to our manner of living in these northern climes as
+you did to those of Rome, Florence, Milan, and Madrid; it
+may be useful to you one of these days, whether you remain
+here or return to the East." The young girl raised her
+tearful eyes towards Monte Cristo as she said with touching
+earnestness, "Whether we return to the East, you mean to
+say, my lord, do you not?"
+
+"My child," returned Monte Cristo "you know full well that
+whenever we part, it will be no fault or wish of mine; the
+tree forsakes not the flower -- the flower falls from the
+tree."
+
+"My lord," replied Haidee, "I never will leave you, for I am
+sure I could not exist without you."
+
+"My poor girl, in ten years I shall be old, and you will be
+still young."
+
+"My father had a long white beard, but I loved him; he was
+sixty years old, but to me he was handsomer than all the
+fine youths I saw."
+
+"Then tell me, Haidee, do you believe you shall be able to
+accustom yourself to our present mode of life?"
+
+"Shall I see you?"
+
+"Every day."
+
+"Then what do you fear, my lord?"
+
+"You might find it dull."
+
+"No, my lord. In the morning, I shall rejoice in the
+prospect of your coming, and in the evening dwell with
+delight on the happiness I have enjoyed in your presence;
+then too, when alone, I can call forth mighty pictures of
+the past, see vast horizons bounded only by the towering
+mountains of Pindus and Olympus. Oh, believe me, that when
+three great passions, such as sorrow, love, and gratitude
+fill the heart, ennui can find no place."
+
+"You are a worthy daughter of Epirus, Haidee, and your
+charming and poetical ideas prove well your descent from
+that race of goddesses who claim your country as their
+birthplace. Depend on my care to see that your youth is not
+blighted, or suffered to pass away in ungenial solitude; and
+of this be well assured, that if you love me as a father, I
+love you as a child."
+
+"You are wrong, my lord. The love I have for you is very
+different from the love I had for my father. My father died,
+but I did not die. If you were to die, I should die too."
+The Count, with a smile of profound tenderness, extended his
+hand, and she carried it to her lips. Monte Cristo, thus
+attuned to the interview he proposed to hold with Morrel and
+his family, departed, murmuring as he went these lines of
+Pindar, "Youth is a flower of which love is the fruit; happy
+is he who, after having watched its silent growth, is
+permitted to gather and call it his own." The carriage was
+prepared according to orders, and stepping lightly into it,
+the count drove off at his usual rapid pace.
+
+
+
+Chapter 50
+The Morrel Family.
+
+In a very few minutes the count reached No. 7 in the Rue
+Meslay. The house was of white stone, and in a small court
+before it were two small beds full of beautiful flowers. In
+the concierge that opened the gate the count recognized
+Cocles; but as he had but one eye, and that eye had become
+somewhat dim in the course of nine years, Cocles did not
+recognize the count. The carriages that drove up to the door
+were compelled to turn, to avoid a fountain that played in a
+basin of rockwork, -- an ornament that had excited the
+jealousy of the whole quarter, and had gained for the place
+the appellation of "The Little Versailles." It is needless
+to add that there were gold and silver fish in the basin.
+The house, with kitchens and cellars below, had above the
+ground-floor, two stories and attics. The whole of the
+property, consisting of an immense workshop, two pavilions
+at the bottom of the garden, and the garden itself, had been
+purchased by Emmanuel, who had seen at a glance that he
+could make of it a profitable speculation. He had reserved
+the house and half the garden, and building a wall between
+the garden and the workshops, had let them upon lease with
+the pavilions at the bottom of the garden. So that for a
+trifling sum he was as well lodged, and as perfectly shut
+out from observation, as the inhabitants of the finest
+mansion in the Faubourg St. Germain. The breakfast-room was
+finished in oak; the salon in mahogany, and the furnishings
+were of blue velvet; the bedroom was in citronwood and green
+damask. There was a study for Emmanuel, who never studied,
+and a music-room for Julie, who never played. The whole of
+the second story was set apart for Maximilian; it was
+precisely similar to his sister's apartments, except that
+for the breakfast-parlor he had a billiard-room, where he
+received his friends. He was superintending the grooming of
+his horse, and smoking his cigar at the entrance of the
+garden, when the count's carriage stopped at the gate.
+
+Cocles opened the gate, and Baptistin, springing from the
+box, inquired whether Monsieur and Madame Herbault and
+Monsieur Maximilian Morrel would see his excellency the
+Count of Monte Cristo. "The Count of Monte Cristo?" cried
+Morrel, throwing away his cigar and hastening to the
+carriage; "I should think we would see him. Ah, a thousand
+thanks, count, for not having forgotten your promise." And
+the young officer shook the count's hand so warmly, that
+Monte Cristo could not be mistaken as to the sincerity of
+his joy, and he saw that he had been expected with
+impatience, and was received with pleasure. "Come, come,"
+said Maximilian, "I will serve as your guide; such a man as
+you are ought not to be introduced by a servant. My sister
+is in the garden plucking the dead roses; my brother is
+reading his two papers, the Presse and the Debats, within
+six steps of her; for wherever you see Madame Herbault, you
+have only to look within a circle of four yards and you will
+find M. Emmanuel, and `reciprocally,' as they say at the
+Polytechnic School." At the sound of their steps a young
+woman of twenty to five and twenty, dressed in a silk
+morning gown, and busily engaged in plucking the dead leaves
+off a noisette rose-tree, raised her head. This was Julie,
+who had become, as the clerk of the house of Thomson &
+French had predicted, Madame Emmanuel Herbault. She uttered
+a cry of surprise at the sight of a stranger, and Maximilian
+began to laugh. "Don't disturb yourself, Julie," said he.
+"The count has only been two or three days in Paris, but he
+already knows what a fashionable woman of the Marais is, and
+if he does not, you will show him."
+
+"Ah, monsieur," returned Julie, "it is treason in my brother
+to bring you thus, but he never has any regard for his poor
+sister. Penelon, Penelon!" An old man, who was digging
+busily at one of the beds, stuck his spade in the earth, and
+approached, cap in hand, striving to conceal a quid of
+tobacco he had just thrust into his cheek. A few locks of
+gray mingled with his hair, which was still thick and
+matted, while his bronzed features and determined glance
+well suited an old sailor who had braved the heat of the
+equator and the storms of the tropics. "I think you hailed
+me, Mademoiselle Julie?" said he. Penelon had still
+preserved the habit of calling his master's daughter
+"Mademoiselle Julie," and had never been able to change the
+name to Madame Herbault. "Penelon," replied Julie, "go and
+inform M. Emmanuel of this gentleman's visit, and Maximilian
+will conduct him to the salon." Then, turning to Monte
+Cristo, -- "I hope you will permit me to leave you for a few
+minutes," continued she; and without awaiting any reply,
+disappeared behind a clump of trees, and escaped to the
+house by a lateral alley.
+
+"I am sorry to see," observed Monte Cristo to Morrel, "that
+I cause no small disturbance in your house."
+
+"Look there," said Maximilian, laughing; "there is her
+husband changing his jacket for a coat. I assure you, you
+are well known in the Rue Meslay."
+
+"Your family appears to be a very happy one," said the
+count, as if speaking to himself.
+
+"Oh, yes, I assure you, count, they want nothing that can
+render them happy; they are young and cheerful, they are
+tenderly attached to each other, and with twenty-five
+thousand francs a year they fancy themselves as rich as
+Rothschild."
+
+"Five and twenty thousand francs is not a large sum,
+however," replied Monte Cristo, with a tone so sweet and
+gentle, that it went to Maximilian's heart like the voice of
+a father; "but they will not be content with that. Your
+brother-in-law is a barrister? a doctor?"
+
+"He was a merchant, monsieur, and had succeeded to the
+business of my poor father. M. Morrel, at his death, left
+500,000 francs, which were divided between my sister and
+myself, for we were his only children. Her husband, who,
+when he married her, had no other patrimony than his noble
+probity, his first-rate ability, and his spotless
+reputation, wished to possess as much as his wife. He
+labored and toiled until he had amassed 250,000 francs; six
+years sufficed to achieve this object. Oh, I assure you,
+sir, it was a touching spectacle to see these young
+creatures, destined by their talents for higher stations,
+toiling together, and through their unwillingness to change
+any of the customs of their paternal house, taking six years
+to accomplish what less scrupulous people would have
+effected in two or three. Marseilles resounded with their
+well-earned praises. At last, one day, Emmanuel came to his
+wife, who had just finished making up the accounts. `Julie,'
+said he to her, `Cocles has just given me the last rouleau
+of a hundred francs; that completes the 250,000 francs we
+had fixed as the limits of our gains. Can you content
+yourself with the small fortune which we shall possess for
+the future? Listen to me. Our house transacts business to
+the amount of a million a year, from which we derive an
+income of 40,000 francs. We can dispose of the business, if
+we please, in an hour, for I have received a letter from M.
+Delaunay, in which he offers to purchase the good-will of
+the house, to unite with his own, for 300,000 francs. Advise
+me what I had better do.' -- `Emmanuel,' returned my sister,
+`the house of Morrel can only be carried on by a Morrel. Is
+it not worth 300,000 francs to save our father's name from
+the chances of evil fortune and failure?' -- `I thought so,'
+replied Emmanuel; `but I wished to have your advice.' --
+`This is my counsel: -- Our accounts are made up and our
+bills paid; all we have to do is to stop the issue of any
+more, and close our office.' This was done instantly. It was
+three o'clock; at a quarter past, a merchant presented
+himself to insure two ships; it was a clear profit of 15,000
+francs. `Monsieur,' said Emmanuel, `have the goodness to
+address yourself to M. Delaunay. We have quitted business.'
+-- `How long?' inquired the astonished merchant. `A quarter
+of an hour,' was the reply. And this is the reason,
+monsieur," continued Maximilian, "of my sister and
+brother-in-law having only 25,000 francs a year."
+
+Maximilian had scarcely finished his story, during which the
+count's heart had swelled within him, when Emmanuel entered
+wearing a hat and coat. He saluted the count with the air of
+a man who is aware of the rank of his guest; then, after
+having led Monte Cristo around the little garden, he
+returned to the house. A large vase of Japan porcelain,
+filled with flowers that loaded the air with their perfume,
+stood in the salon. Julie, suitably dressed, and her hair
+arranged (she had accomplished this feat in less than ten
+minutes), received the count on his entrance. The songs of
+the birds were heard in an aviary hard by, and the branches
+of laburnums and rose acacias formed an exquisite framework
+to the blue velvet curtains. Everything in this charming
+retreat, from the warble of the birds to the smile of the
+mistress, breathed tranquillity and repose. The count had
+felt the influence of this happiness from the moment he
+entered the house, and he remained silent and pensive,
+forgetting that he was expected to renew the conversation,
+which had ceased after the first salutations had been
+exchanged. The silence became almost painful when, by a
+violent effort, tearing himself from his pleasing reverie --
+"Madame," said he at length, "I pray you to excuse my
+emotion, which must astonish you who are only accustomed to
+the happiness I meet here; but contentment is so new a sight
+to me, that I could never be weary of looking at yourself
+and your husband."
+
+"We are very happy, monsieur," replied Julie; "but we have
+also known unhappiness, and few have ever undergone more
+bitter sufferings than ourselves." The Count's features
+displayed an expression of the most intense curiosity.
+
+"Oh, all this is a family history, as Chateau-Renaud told
+you the other day," observed Maximilian. "This humble
+picture would have but little interest for you, accustomed
+as you are to behold the pleasures and the misfortunes of
+the wealthy and industrious; but such as we are, we have
+experienced bitter sorrows."
+
+"And God has poured balm into your wounds, as he does into
+those of all who are in affliction?" said Monte Cristo
+inquiringly.
+
+"Yes, count," returned Julie, "we may indeed say he has, for
+he has done for us what he grants only to his chosen; he
+sent us one of his angels." The count's cheeks became
+scarlet, and he coughed, in order to have an excuse for
+putting his handkerchief to his mouth. "Those born to
+wealth, and who have the means of gratifying every wish,"
+said Emmanuel, "know not what is the real happiness of life,
+just as those who have been tossed on the stormy waters of
+the ocean on a few frail planks can alone realize the
+blessings of fair weather."
+
+Monte Cristo rose, and without making any answer (for the
+tremulousness of his voice would have betrayed his emotion)
+walked up and down the apartment with a slow step.
+
+"Our magnificence makes you smile, count," said Maximilian,
+who had followed him with his eyes. "No, no," returned Monte
+Cristo, pale as death, pressing one hand on his heart to
+still its throbbings, while with the other he pointed to a
+crystal cover, beneath which a silken purse lay on a black
+velvet cushion. "I was wondering what could be the
+significance of this purse, with the paper at one end and
+the large diamond at the other."
+
+"Count," replied Maximilian, with an air of gravity, "those
+are our most precious family treasures."
+
+"The stone seems very brilliant," answered the count.
+
+"Oh, my brother does not allude to its value, although it
+has been estimated at 100,000 francs; he means, that the
+articles contained in this purse are the relics of the angel
+I spoke of just now."
+
+"This I do not comprehend; and yet I may not ask for an
+explanation, madame," replied Monte Cristo bowing. "Pardon
+me, I had no intention of committing an indiscretion."
+
+"Indiscretion, -- oh, you make us happy by giving us an
+excuse for expatiating on this subject. If we wanted to
+conceal the noble action this purse commemorates, we should
+not expose it thus to view. Oh, would we could relate it
+everywhere, and to every one, so that the emotion of our
+unknown benefactor might reveal his presence."
+
+"Ah, really," said Monte Cristo in a half-stifled voice.
+
+"Monsieur," returned Maximilian, raising the glass cover,
+and respectfully kissing the silken purse, "this has touched
+the hand of a man who saved my father from suicide, us from
+ruin, and our name from shame and disgrace, -- a man by
+whose matchless benevolence we poor children, doomed to want
+and wretchedness, can at present hear every one envying our
+happy lot. This letter" (as he spoke, Maximilian drew a
+letter from the purse and gave it to the count) -- "this
+letter was written by him the day that my father had taken a
+desperate resolution, and this diamond was given by the
+generous unknown to my sister as her dowry." Monte Cristo
+opened the letter, and read it with an indescribable feeling
+of delight. It was the letter written (as our readers know)
+to Julie, and signed "Sinbad the Sailor." "Unknown you say,
+is the man who rendered you this service -- unknown to you?"
+
+"Yes; we have never had the happiness of pressing his hand,"
+continued Maximilian. "We have supplicated heaven in vain to
+grant us this favor, but the whole affair has had a
+mysterious meaning that we cannot comprehend -- we have been
+guided by an invisible hand, -- a hand as powerful as that
+of an enchanter."
+
+"Oh," cried Julie, "I have not lost all hope of some day
+kissing that hand, as I now kiss the purse which he has
+touched. Four years ago, Penelon was at Trieste -- Penelon,
+count, is the old sailor you saw in the garden, and who,
+from quartermaster, has become gardener -- Penelon, when he
+was at Trieste, saw on the quay an Englishman, who was on
+the point of embarking on board a yacht, and he recognized
+him as the person who called on my father the fifth of June,
+1829, and who wrote me this letter on the fifth of
+September. He felt convinced of his identity, but he did not
+venture to address him."
+
+"An Englishman," said Monte Cristo, who grew uneasy at the
+attention with which Julie looked at him. "An Englishman you
+say?"
+
+"Yes," replied Maximilian, "an Englishman, who represented
+himself as the confidential clerk of the house of Thomson &
+French, at Rome. It was this that made me start when you
+said the other day, at M. de Morcerf's, that Messrs. Thomson
+& French were your bankers. That happened, as I told you, in
+1829. For God's sake, tell me, did you know this
+Englishman?"
+
+"But you tell me, also, that the house of Thomson & French
+have constantly denied having rendered you this service?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Then is it not probable that this Englishman may be some
+one who, grateful for a kindness your father had shown him,
+and which he himself had forgotten, has taken this method of
+requiting the obligation?"
+
+"Everything is possible in this affair, even a miracle."
+
+"What was his name?" asked Monte Cristo.
+
+"He gave no other name," answered Julie, looking earnestly
+at the count, "than that at the end of his letter -- `Sinbad
+the Sailor.'"
+
+"Which is evidently not his real name, but a fictitious
+one."
+
+Then, noticing that Julie was struck with the sound of his
+voice, --
+
+"Tell me," continued he, "was he not about my height,
+perhaps a little taller, with his chin imprisoned, as it
+were, in a high cravat; his coat closely buttoned up, and
+constantly taking out his pencil?"
+
+"Oh, do you then know him?" cried Julie, whose eyes sparkled
+with joy.
+
+"No," returned Monte Cristo "I only guessed. I knew a Lord
+Wilmore, who was constantly doing actions of this kind."
+
+"Without revealing himself?"
+
+"He was an eccentric being, and did not believe in the
+existence of gratitude."
+
+"Oh, heaven," exclaimed Julie, clasping her hands, "in what
+did he believe, then?"
+
+"He did not credit it at the period which I knew him," said
+Monte Cristo, touched to the heart by the accents of Julie's
+voice; "but, perhaps, since then he has had proofs that
+gratitude does exist."
+
+"And do you know this gentleman, monsieur?" inquired
+Emmanuel.
+
+"Oh, if you do know him," cried Julie, "can you tell us
+where he is -- where we can find him? Maximilian -- Emmanuel
+-- if we do but discover him, he must believe in the
+gratitude of the heart!" Monte Cristo felt tears start into
+his eyes, and he again walked hastily up and down the room.
+
+"In the name of heaven," said Maximilian, "if you know
+anything of him, tell us what it is."
+
+"Alas," cried Monte Cristo, striving to repress his emotion,
+"if Lord Wilmore was your unknown benefactor, I fear you
+will never see him again. I parted from him two years ago at
+Palermo, and he was then on the point of setting out for the
+most remote regions; so that I fear he will never return."
+
+"Oh, monsieur, this is cruel of you," said Julie, much
+affected; and the young lady's eyes swam with tears.
+
+"Madame," replied Monte Cristo gravely, and gazing earnestly
+on the two liquid pearls that trickled down Julie's cheeks,
+"had Lord Wilmore seen what I now see, he would become
+attached to life, for the tears you shed would reconcile him
+to mankind;" and he held out his hand to Julie, who gave him
+hers, carried away by the look and accent of the count.
+"But," continued she, "Lord Wilmore had a family or friends,
+he must have known some one, can we not -- "
+
+"Oh, it is useless to inquire," returned the count;
+"perhaps, after all, he was not the man you seek for. He was
+my friend: he had no secrets from me, and if this had been
+so he would have confided in me."
+
+"And he told you nothing?"
+
+"Not a word."
+
+"Nothing that would lead you to suppose?"
+
+"Nothing."
+
+"And yet you spoke of him at once."
+
+"Ah, in such a case one supposes" --
+
+"Sister, sister," said Maximilian, coming to the count's
+aid, "monsieur is quite right. Recollect what our excellent
+father so often told us, `It was no Englishman that thus
+saved us.'" Monte Cristo started. "What did your father tell
+you, M. Morrel?" said he eagerly.
+
+"My father thought that this action had been miraculously
+performed -- he believed that a benefactor had arisen from
+the grave to save us. Oh, it was a touching superstition,
+monsieur, and although I did not myself believe it, I would
+not for the world have destroyed my father's faith. How
+often did he muse over it and pronounce the name of a dear
+friend -- a friend lost to him forever; and on his
+death-bed, when the near approach of eternity seemed to have
+illumined his mind with supernatural light, this thought,
+which had until then been but a doubt, became a conviction,
+and his last words were, `Maximilian, it was Edmond
+Dantes!'" At these words the count's paleness, which had for
+some time been increasing, became alarming; he could not
+speak; he looked at his watch like a man who has forgotten
+the hour, said a few hurried words to Madame Herbault, and
+pressing the hands of Emmanuel and Maximilian, -- "Madame,"
+said he, "I trust you will allow me to visit you
+occasionally; I value your friendship, and feel grateful to
+you for your welcome, for this is the first time for many
+years that I have thus yielded to my feelings;" and he
+hastily quitted the apartment.
+
+"This Count of Monte Cristo is a strange man," said
+Emmanuel.
+
+"Yes," answered Maximilian, "but I feel sure he has an
+excellent heart, and that he likes us."
+
+"His voice went to my heart," observed Julie; "and two or
+three times I fancied that I had heard it before."
+
+
+
+Chapter 51
+Pyramus and Thisbe.
+
+About two-thirds of the way along the Faubourg Saint-Honore,
+and in the rear of one of the most imposing mansions in this
+rich neighborhood, where the various houses vie with each
+other for elegance of design and magnificence of
+construction, extended a large garden, where the
+wide-spreading chestnut-trees raised their heads high above
+the walls in a solid rampart, and with the coming of every
+spring scattered a shower of delicate pink and white
+blossoms into the large stone vases that stood upon the two
+square pilasters of a curiously wrought iron gate, that
+dated from the time of Louis XII. This noble entrance,
+however, in spite of its striking appearance and the
+graceful effect of the geraniums planted in the two vases,
+as they waved their variegated leaves in the wind and
+charmed the eye with their scarlet bloom, had fallen into
+utter disuse. The proprietors of the mansion had many years
+before thought it best to confine themselves to the
+possession of the house itself, with its thickly planted
+court-yard, opening into the Faubourg Saint-Honore, and to
+the garden shut in by this gate, which formerly communicated
+with a fine kitchen-garden of about an acre. For the demon
+of speculation drew a line, or in other words projected a
+street, at the farther side of the kitchen-garden. The
+street was laid out, a name was chosen and posted up on an
+iron plate, but before construction was begun, it occurred
+to the possessor of the property that a handsome sum might
+be obtained for the ground then devoted to fruits and
+vegetables, by building along the line of the proposed
+street, and so making it a branch of communication with the
+Faubourg Saint-Honore itself, one of the most important
+thoroughfares in the city of Paris.
+
+In matters of speculation, however, though "man proposes,"
+"money disposes." From some such difficulty the newly named
+street died almost in birth, and the purchaser of the
+kitchen-garden, having paid a high price for it, and being
+quite unable to find any one willing to take his bargain off
+his hands without a considerable loss, yet still clinging to
+the belief that at some future day he should obtain a sum
+for it that would repay him, not only for his past outlay,
+but also the interest upon the capital locked up in his new
+acquisition, contented himself with letting the ground
+temporarily to some market-gardeners, at a yearly rental of
+500 francs. And so, as we have said, the iron gate leading
+into the kitchen-garden had been closed up and left to the
+rust, which bade fair before long to eat off its hinges,
+while to prevent the ignoble glances of the diggers and
+delvers of the ground from presuming to sully the
+aristocratic enclosure belonging to the mansion, the gate
+had been boarded up to a height of six feet. True, the
+planks were not so closely adjusted but that a hasty peep
+might be obtained through their interstices; but the strict
+decorum and rigid propriety of the inhabitants of the house
+left no grounds for apprehending that advantage would be
+taken of that circumstance.
+
+Horticulture seemed, however, to have been abandoned in the
+deserted kitchen-garden; and where cabbages, carrots,
+radishes, pease, and melons had once flourished, a scanty
+crop of lucerne alone bore evidence of its being deemed
+worthy of cultivation. A small, low door gave egress from
+the walled space we have been describing into the projected
+street, the ground having been abandoned as unproductive by
+its various renters, and had now fallen so completely in
+general estimation as to return not even the one-half per
+cent it had originally paid. Towards the house the
+chestnut-trees we have before mentioned rose high above the
+wall, without in any way affecting the growth of other
+luxuriant shrubs and flowers that eagerly dressed forward to
+fill up the vacant spaces, as though asserting their right
+to enjoy the boon of light and air. At one corner, where the
+foliage became so thick as almost to shut out day, a large
+stone bench and sundry rustic seats indicated that this
+sheltered spot was either in general favor or particular use
+by some inhabitant of the house, which was faintly
+discernible through the dense mass of verdure that partially
+concealed it, though situated but a hundred paces off.
+
+Whoever had selected this retired portion of the grounds as
+the boundary of a walk, or as a place for meditation, was
+abundantly justified in the choice by the absence of all
+glare, the cool, refreshing shade, the screen it afforded
+from the scorching rays of the sun, that found no entrance
+there even during the burning days of hottest summer, the
+incessant and melodious warbling of birds, and the entire
+removal from either the noise of the street or the bustle of
+the mansion. On the evening of one of the warmest days
+spring had yet bestowed on the inhabitants of Paris, might
+be seen negligently thrown upon the stone bench, a book, a
+parasol, and a work-basket, from which hung a partly
+embroidered cambric handkerchief, while at a little distance
+from these articles was a young woman, standing close to the
+iron gate, endeavoring to discern something on the other
+side by means of the openings in the planks, -- the
+earnestness of her attitude and the fixed gaze with which
+she seemed to seek the object of her wishes, proving how
+much her feelings were interested in the matter. At that
+instant the little side-gate leading from the waste ground
+to the street was noiselessly opened, and a tall, powerful
+young man appeared. He was dressed in a common gray blouse
+and velvet cap, but his carefully arranged hair, beard and
+mustache, all of the richest and glossiest black, ill
+accorded with his plebeian attire. After casting a rapid
+glance around him, in order to assure himself that he was
+unobserved, he entered by the small gate, and, carefully
+closing and securing it after him, proceeded with a hurried
+step towards the barrier.
+
+At the sight of him she expected, though probably not in
+such a costume, the young woman started in terror, and was
+about to make a hasty retreat. But the eye of love had
+already seen, even through the narrow chinks of the wooden
+palisades, the movement of the white robe, and observed the
+fluttering of the blue sash. Pressing his lips close to the
+planks, he exclaimed, "Don't be alarmed, Valentine -- it is
+I!" Again the timid girl found courage to return to the
+gate, saying, as she did so, "And why do you come so late
+to-day? It is almost dinner-time, and I had to use no little
+diplomacy to get rid of my watchful mother-in-law, my
+too-devoted maid, and my troublesome brother, who is always
+teasing me about coming to work at my embroidery, which I am
+in a fair way never to get done. So pray excuse yourself as
+well as you can for having made me wait, and, after that,
+tell me why I see you in a dress so singular that at first I
+did not recognize you."
+
+"Dearest Valentine," said the young man, "the difference
+between our respective stations makes me fear to offend you
+by speaking of my love, but yet I cannot find myself in your
+presence without longing to pour forth my soul, and tell you
+how fondly I adore you. If it be but to carry away with me
+the recollection of such sweet moments, I could even thank
+you for chiding me, for it leaves me a gleam of hope, that
+if you did not expect me (and that indeed would be worse
+than vanity to suppose), at least I was in your thoughts.
+You asked me the cause of my being late, and why I come
+disguised. I will candidly explain the reason of both, and I
+trust to your goodness to pardon me. I have chosen a trade."
+
+"A trade? Oh, Maximilian, how can you jest at a time when we
+have such deep cause for uneasiness?"
+
+"Heaven keep me from jesting with that which is far dearer
+to me than life itself! But listen to me, Valentine, and I
+will tell you all about it. I became weary of ranging fields
+and scaling walls, and seriously alarmed at the idea
+suggested by you, that if caught hovering about here your
+father would very likely have me sent to prison as a thief.
+That would compromise the honor of the French army, to say
+nothing of the fact that the continual presence of a captain
+of Spahis in a place where no warlike projects could be
+supposed to account for it might well create surprise; so I
+have become a gardener, and, consequently, adopted the
+costume of my calling."
+
+"What excessive nonsense you talk, Maximilian!"
+
+"Nonsense? Pray do not call what I consider the wisest
+action of my life by such a name. Consider, by becoming a
+gardener I effectually screen our meetings from all
+suspicion or danger."
+
+"I beseech of you, Maximilian, to cease trifling, and tell
+me what you really mean."
+
+"Simply, that having ascertained that the piece of ground on
+which I stand was to let, I made application for it, was
+readily accepted by the proprietor, and am now master of
+this fine crop of lucerne. Think of that, Valentine! There
+is nothing now to prevent my building myself a little hut on
+my plantation, and residing not twenty yards from you. Only
+imagine what happiness that would afford me. I can scarcely
+contain myself at the bare idea. Such felicity seems above
+all price -- as a thing impossible and unattainable. But
+would you believe that I purchase all this delight, joy, and
+happiness, for which I would cheerfully have surrendered ten
+years of my life, at the small cost of 500 francs per annum,
+paid quarterly? Henceforth we have nothing to fear. I am on
+my own ground, and have an undoubted right to place a ladder
+against the wall, and to look over when I please, without
+having any apprehensions of being taken off by the police as
+a suspicious character. I may also enjoy the precious
+privilege of assuring you of my fond, faithful, and
+unalterable affection, whenever you visit your favorite
+bower, unless, indeed, it offends your pride to listen to
+professions of love from the lips of a poor workingman, clad
+in a blouse and cap." A faint cry of mingled pleasure and
+surprise escaped from the lips of Valentine, who almost
+instantly said, in a saddened tone, as though some envious
+cloud darkened the joy which illumined her heart, "Alas, no,
+Maximilian, this must not be, for many reasons. We should
+presume too much on our own strength, and, like others,
+perhaps, be led astray by our blind confidence in each
+other's prudence."
+
+"How can you for an instant entertain so unworthy a thought,
+dear Valentine? Have I not, from the first blessed hour of
+our acquaintance, schooled all my words and actions to your
+sentiments and ideas? And you have, I am sure, the fullest
+confidence in my honor. When you spoke to me of experiencing
+a vague and indefinite sense of coming danger, I placed
+myself blindly and devotedly at your service, asking no
+other reward than the pleasure of being useful to you; and
+have I ever since, by word or look, given you cause of
+regret for having selected me from the numbers that would
+willingly have sacrificed their lives for you? You told me,
+my dear Valentine, that you were engaged to M. d'Epinay, and
+that your father was resolved upon completing the match, and
+that from his will there was no appeal, as M. de Villefort
+was never known to change a determination once formed. I
+kept in the background, as you wished, and waited, not for
+the decision of your heart or my own, but hoping that
+providence would graciously interpose in our behalf, and
+order events in our favor. But what cared I for delays or
+difficulties, Valentine, as long as you confessed that you
+loved me, and took pity on me? If you will only repeat that
+avowal now and then, I can endure anything."
+
+"Ah, Maximilian, that is the very thing that makes you so
+bold, and which renders me at once so happy and unhappy,
+that I frequently ask myself whether it is better for me to
+endure the harshness of my mother-in-law, and her blind
+preference for her own child, or to be, as I now am,
+insensible to any pleasure save such as I find in these
+meetings, so fraught with danger to both."
+
+"I will not admit that word," returned the young man; "it is
+at once cruel and unjust. Is it possible to find a more
+submissive slave than myself? You have permitted me to
+converse with you from time to time, Valentine, but
+forbidden my ever following you in your walks or elsewhere
+-- have I not obeyed? And since I found means to enter this
+enclosure to exchange a few words with you through this gate
+-- to be close to you without really seeing you -- have I
+ever asked so much as to touch the hem of your gown or tried
+to pass this barrier which is but a trifle to one of my
+youth and strength? Never has a complaint or a murmur
+escaped me. I have been bound by my promises as rigidly as
+any knight of olden times. Come, come, dearest Valentine,
+confess that what I say is true, lest I be tempted to call
+you unjust."
+
+"It is true," said Valentine, as she passed the end of her
+slender fingers through a small opening in the planks, and
+permitted Maximilian to press his lips to them, "and you are
+a true and faithful friend; but still you acted from motives
+of self-interest, my dear Maximilian, for you well knew that
+from the moment in which you had manifested an opposite
+spirit all would have been ended between us. You promised to
+bestow on me the friendly affection of a brother. For I have
+no friend but yourself upon earth, who am neglected and
+forgotten by my father, harassed and persecuted by my
+mother-in-law, and left to the sole companionship of a
+paralyzed and speechless old man, whose withered hand can no
+longer press mine, and who can speak to me with the eye
+alone, although there still lingers in his heart the warmest
+tenderness for his poor grandchild. Oh, how bitter a fate is
+mine, to serve either as a victim or an enemy to all who are
+stronger than myself, while my only friend and supporter is
+a living corpse! Indeed, indeed, Maximilian, I am very
+miserable, and if you love me it must be out of pity."
+
+"Valentine," replied the young man, deeply affected, "I will
+not say you are all I love in the world, for I dearly prize
+my sister and brother-in-law; but my affection for them is
+calm and tranquil, in no manner resembling what I feel for
+you. When I think of you my heart beats fast, the blood
+burns in my veins, and I can hardly breathe; but I solemnly
+promise you to restrain all this ardor, this fervor and
+intensity of feeling, until you yourself shall require me to
+render them available in serving or assisting you. M. Franz
+is not expected to return home for a year to come, I am
+told; in that time many favorable and unforeseen chances may
+befriend us. Let us, then, hope for the best; hope is so
+sweet a comforter. Meanwhile, Valentine, while reproaching
+me with selfishness, think a little what you have been to me
+-- the beautiful but cold resemblance of a marble Venus.
+What promise of future reward have you made me for all the
+submission and obedience I have evinced? -- none whatever.
+What granted me? -- scarcely more. You tell me of M. Franz
+d'Epinay, your betrothed lover, and you shrink from the idea
+of being his wife; but tell me, Valentine, is there no other
+sorrow in your heart? You see me devoted to you, body and
+soul, my life and each warm drop that circles round my heart
+are consecrated to your service; you know full well that my
+existence is bound up in yours -- that were I to lose you I
+would not outlive the hour of such crushing misery; yet you
+speak with calmness of the prospect of your being the wife
+of another! Oh, Valentine, were I in your place, and did I
+feel conscious, as you do, of being worshipped, adored, with
+such a love as mine, a hundred times at least should I have
+passed my hand between these iron bars, and said, `Take this
+hand, dearest Maximilian, and believe that, living or dead,
+I am yours -- yours only, and forever!'" The poor girl made
+no reply, but her lover could plainly hear her sobs and
+tears. A rapid change took place in the young man's
+feelings. "Dearest, dearest Valentine," exclaimed he,
+"forgive me if I have offended you, and forget the words I
+spoke if they have unwittingly caused you pain."
+
+"No, Maximilian, I am not offended," answered she, "but do
+you not see what a poor, helpless being I am, almost a
+stranger and an outcast in my father's house, where even he
+is seldom seen; whose will has been thwarted, and spirits
+broken, from the age of ten years, beneath the iron rod so
+sternly held over me; oppressed, mortified, and persecuted,
+day by day, hour by hour, minute by minute, no person has
+cared for, even observed my sufferings, nor have I ever
+breathed one word on the subject save to yourself. Outwardly
+and in the eyes of the world, I am surrounded by kindness
+and affection; but the reverse is the case. The general
+remark is, `Oh, it cannot be expected that one of so stern a
+character as M. Villefort could lavish the tenderness some
+fathers do on their daughters. What though she has lost her
+own mother at a tender age, she has had the happiness to
+find a second mother in Madame de Villefort.' The world,
+however, is mistaken; my father abandons me from utter
+indifference, while my mother-in-law detests me with a
+hatred so much the more terrible because it is veiled
+beneath a continual smile."
+
+"Hate you, sweet Valentine," exclaimed the young man; "how
+is it possible for any one to do that?"
+
+"Alas," replied the weeping girl, "I am obliged to own that
+my mother-in-law's aversion to me arises from a very natural
+source -- her overweening love for her own child, my brother
+Edward."
+
+"But why should it?"
+
+"I do not know; but, though unwilling to introduce money
+matters into our present conversation, I will just say this
+much -- that her extreme dislike to me has its origin there;
+and I much fear she envies me the fortune I enjoy in right
+of my mother, and which will be more than doubled at the
+death of M. and Mme. de Saint-Meran, whose sole heiress I
+am. Madame de Villefort has nothing of her own, and hates me
+for being so richly endowed. Alas, how gladly would I
+exchange the half of this wealth for the happiness of at
+least sharing my father's love. God knows, I would prefer
+sacrificing the whole, so that it would obtain me a happy
+and affectionate home."
+
+"Poor Valentine!"
+
+"I seem to myself as though living a life of bondage, yet at
+the same time am so conscious of my own weakness that I fear
+to break the restraint in which I am held, lest I fall
+utterly helpless. Then, too, my father is not a person whose
+orders may be infringed with impunity; protected as he is by
+his high position and firmly established reputation for
+talent and unswerving integrity, no one could oppose him; he
+is all-powerful even with the king; he would crush you at a
+word. Dear Maximilian, believe me when I assure you that if
+I do not attempt to resist my father's commands it is more
+on your account than my own."
+
+"But why, Valentine, do you persist in anticipating the
+worst, -- why picture so gloomy a future?"
+
+"Because I judge it from the past."
+
+"Still, consider that although I may not be, strictly
+speaking, what is termed an illustrious match for you, I am,
+for many reasons, not altogether so much beneath your
+alliance. The days when such distinctions were so nicely
+weighed and considered no longer exist in France, and the
+first families of the monarchy have intermarried with those
+of the empire. The aristocracy of the lance has allied
+itself with the nobility of the cannon. Now I belong to this
+last-named class; and certainly my prospects of military
+preferment are most encouraging as well as certain. My
+fortune, though small, is free and unfettered, and the
+memory of my late father is respected in our country,
+Valentine, as that of the most upright and honorable
+merchant of the city; I say our country, because you were
+born not far from Marseilles."
+
+"Don't speak of Marseilles, I beg of you, Maximilian; that
+one word brings back my mother to my recollection -- my
+angel mother, who died too soon for myself and all who knew
+her; but who, after watching over her child during the brief
+period allotted to her in this world, now, I fondly hope,
+watches from her home in heaven. Oh, if my mother were still
+living, there would be nothing to fear, Maximilian, for I
+would tell her that I loved you, and she would protect us."
+
+"I fear, Valentine," replied the lover, "that were she
+living I should never have had the happiness of knowing you;
+you would then have been too happy to have stooped from your
+grandeur to bestow a thought on me."
+
+"Now it is you who are unjust, Maximilian," cried Valentine;
+"but there is one thing I wish to know."
+
+"And what is that?" inquired the young man, perceiving that
+Valentine hesitated.
+
+"Tell me truly, Maximilian, whether in former days, when our
+fathers dwelt at Marseilles, there was ever any
+misunderstanding between them?"
+
+"Not that I am aware of," replied the young man, "unless,
+indeed, any ill-feeling might have arisen from their being
+of opposite parties -- your father was, as you know, a
+zealous partisan of the Bourbons, while mine was wholly
+devoted to the emperor; there could not possibly be any
+other difference between them. But why do you ask?"
+
+"I will tell you," replied the young girl, "for it is but
+right you should know. Well, on the day when your
+appointment as an officer of the Legion of honor was
+announced in the papers, we were all sitting with my
+grandfather, M. Noirtier; M. Danglars was there also -- you
+recollect M. Danglars, do you not, Maximilian, the banker,
+whose horses ran away with my mother-in-law and little
+brother, and very nearly killed them? While the rest of the
+company were discussing the approaching marriage of
+Mademoiselle Danglars, I was reading the paper to my
+grandfather; but when I came to the paragraph about you,
+although I had done nothing else but read it over to myself
+all the morning (you know you had told me all about it the
+previous evening), I felt so happy, and yet so nervous, at
+the idea of speaking your name aloud, and before so many
+people, that I really think I should have passed it over,
+but for the fear that my doing so might create suspicions as
+to the cause of my silence; so I summoned up all my courage,
+and read it as firmly and as steadily as I could."
+
+"Dear Valentine!"
+
+"Well, would you believe it? directly my father caught the
+sound of your name he turned round quite hastily, and, like
+a poor silly thing, I was so persuaded that every one must
+be as much affected as myself by the utterance of your name,
+that I was not surprised to see my father start, and almost
+tremble; but I even thought (though that surely must have
+been a mistake) that M. Danglars trembled too."
+
+"`Morrel, Morrel,' cried my father, `stop a bit;' then
+knitting his brows into a deep frown, he added, `surely this
+cannot be one of the Morrel family who lived at Marseilles,
+and gave us so much trouble from their violent Bonapartism
+-- I mean about the year 1815.' -- `Yes,' replied M.
+Danglars, `I believe he is the son of the old shipowner.'"
+
+"Indeed," answered Maximilian; "and what did your father say
+then, Valentine?"
+
+"Oh, such a dreadful thing, that I don't dare to tell you."
+
+"Always tell me everything," said Maximilian with a smile.
+
+"`Ah,' continued my father, still frowning, `their idolized
+emperor treated these madmen as they deserved; he called
+them `food for powder,' which was precisely all they were
+good for; and I am delighted to see that the present
+government have adopted this salutary principle with all its
+pristine vigor; if Algiers were good for nothing but to
+furnish the means of carrying so admirable an idea into
+practice, it would be an acquisition well worthy of
+struggling to obtain. Though it certainly does cost France
+somewhat dear to assert her rights in that uncivilized
+country.'"
+
+"Brutal politics, I must confess." said Maximilian; "but
+don't attach any serious importance, dear, to what your
+father said. My father was not a bit behind yours in that
+sort of talk. `Why,' said he, `does not the emperor, who has
+devised so many clever and efficient modes of improving the
+art of war, organize a regiment of lawyers, judges and legal
+practitioners, sending them in the hottest fire the enemy
+could maintain, and using them to save better men?' You see,
+my dear, that for picturesque expression and generosity of
+spirit there is not much to choose between the language of
+either party. But what did M. Danglars say to this outburst
+on the part of the procureur?"
+
+"Oh, he laughed, and in that singular manner so peculiar to
+himself -- half-malicious, half-ferocious; he almost
+immediately got up and took his leave; then, for the first
+time, I observed the agitation of my grandfather, and I must
+tell you, Maximilian, that I am the only person capable of
+discerning emotion in his paralyzed frame. And I suspected
+that the conversation that had been carried on in his
+presence (for they always say and do what they like before
+the dear old man, without the smallest regard for his
+feelings) had made a strong impression on his mind; for,
+naturally enough, it must have pained him to hear the
+emperor he so devotedly loved and served spoken of in that
+depreciating manner."
+
+"The name of M. Noirtier," interposed Maximilian, "is
+celebrated throughout Europe; he was a statesman of high
+standing, and you may or may not know, Valentine, that he
+took a leading part in every Bonapartist conspiracy set on
+foot during the restoration of the Bourbons."
+
+"Oh, I have often heard whispers of things that seem to me
+most strange -- the father a Bonapartist, the son a
+Royalist; what can have been the reason of so singular a
+difference in parties and politics? But to resume my story;
+I turned towards my grandfather, as though to question him
+as to the cause of his emotion; he looked expressively at
+the newspaper I had been reading. `What is the matter, dear
+grandfather?' said I, `are you pleased?' He gave me a sign
+in the affirmative. `With what my father said just now?' He
+returned a sign in the negative. `Perhaps you liked what M.
+Danglars said?' Another sign in the negative. `Oh, then, you
+were glad to hear that M. Morrel (I didn't dare to say
+Maximilian) had been made an officer of the Legion of
+Honor?' He signified assent; only think of the poor old
+man's being so pleased to think that you, who were a perfect
+stranger to him, had been made an officer of the Legion of
+Honor! Perhaps it was a mere whim on his part, for he is
+falling, they say, into second childhood, but I love him for
+showing so much interest in you."
+
+"How singular," murmured Maximilian; "your father hates me,
+while your grandfather, on the contrary -- What strange
+feelings are aroused by politics."
+
+"Hush," cried Valentine, suddenly; "some one is coming!"
+Maximilian leaped at one bound into his crop of lucerne,
+which he began to pull up in the most ruthless way, under
+the pretext of being occupied in weeding it.
+
+"Mademoiselle, mademoiselle!" exclaimed a voice from behind
+the trees. "Madame is searching for you everywhere; there is
+a visitor in the drawing-room."
+
+"A visitor?" inquired Valentine, much agitated; "who is it?"
+
+"Some grand personage -- a prince I believe they said -- the
+Count of Monte Cristo."
+
+"I will come directly," cried Valentine aloud. The name of
+Monte Cristo sent an electric shock through the young man on
+the other side of the iron gate, to whom Valentine's "I am
+coming" was the customary signal of farewell. "Now, then,"
+said Maximilian, leaning on the handle of his spade, "I
+would give a good deal to know how it comes about that the
+Count of Monte Cristo is acquainted with M. de Villefort."
+
+
+
+Chapter 52
+Toxicology.
+
+It was really the Count of Monte Cristo who had just arrived
+at Madame de Villefort's for the purpose of returning the
+procureur's visit, and at his name, as may be easily
+imagined, the whole house was in confusion. Madame de
+Villefort, who was alone in her drawing-room when the count
+was announced, desired that her son might be brought thither
+instantly to renew his thanks to the count; and Edward, who
+heard this great personage talked of for two whole days,
+made all possible haste to come to him, not from obedience
+to his mother, or out of any feeling of gratitude to the
+count, but from sheer curiosity, and that some chance remark
+might give him the opportunity for making one of the
+impertinent speeches which made his mother say, -- "Oh, that
+naughty child! But I can't be severe with him, he is really
+so bright."
+
+After the usual civilities, the count inquired after M. de
+Villefort. "My husband dines with the chancellor," replied
+the young lady; "he has just gone, and I am sure he'll be
+exceedingly sorry not to have had the pleasure of seeing you
+before he went." Two visitors who were there when the count
+arrived, having gazed at him with all their eyes, retired
+after that reasonable delay which politeness admits and
+curiosity requires. "What is your sister Valentine doing?"
+inquired Madame de Villefort of Edward; "tell some one to
+bid her come here, that I may have the honor of introducing
+her to the count."
+
+"You have a daughter, then, madame?" inquired the count;
+"very young, I presume?"
+
+"The daughter of M. de Villefort by his first marriage,"
+replied the young wife, "a fine well-grown girl."
+
+"But melancholy," interrupted Master Edward, snatching the
+feathers out of the tail of a splendid parroquet that was
+screaming on its gilded perch, in order to make a plume for
+his hat. Madame de Villefort merely cried, -- "Be still,
+Edward!" She then added, -- "This young madcap is, however,
+very nearly right, and merely re-echoes what he has heard me
+say with pain a hundred times; for Mademoiselle de Villefort
+is, in spite of all we can do to rouse her, of a melancholy
+disposition and taciturn habit, which frequently injure the
+effect of her beauty. But what detains her? Go, Edward, and
+see."
+
+"Because they are looking for her where she is not to be
+found."
+
+"And where are they looking for her?"
+
+"With grandpapa Noirtier."
+
+"And do you think she is not there?"
+
+"No, no, no, no, no, she is not there," replied Edward,
+singing his words.
+
+"And where is she, then? If you know, why don't you tell?"
+
+"She is under the big chestnut-tree," replied the spoiled
+brat, as he gave, in spite of his mother's commands, live
+flies to the parrot, which seemed keenly to relish such
+fare. Madame de Villefort stretched out her hand to ring,
+intending to direct her waiting-maid to the spot where she
+would find Valentine, when the young lady herself entered
+the apartment. She appeared much dejected; and any person
+who considered her attentively might have observed the
+traces of recent tears in her eyes.
+
+Valentine, whom we have in the rapid march of our narrative
+presented to our readers without formally introducing her,
+was a tall and graceful girl of nineteen, with bright
+chestnut hair, deep blue eyes, and that reposeful air of
+quiet distinction which characterized her mother. Her white
+and slender fingers, her pearly neck, her cheeks tinted with
+varying hues reminded one of the lovely Englishwomen who
+have been so poetically compared in their manner to the
+gracefulness of a swan. She entered the apartment, and
+seeing near her stepmother the stranger of whom she had
+already heard so much, saluted him without any girlish
+awkwardness, or even lowering her eyes, and with an elegance
+that redoubled the count's attention. He rose to return the
+salutation. "Mademoiselle de Villefort, my daughter-in-law,"
+said Madame de Villefort to Monte Cristo, leaning back on
+her sofa and motioning towards Valentine with her hand. "And
+M. de Monte Cristo, King of China, Emperor of Cochin-China,"
+said the young imp, looking slyly towards his sister.
+
+Madame de Villefort at this really did turn pale, and was
+very nearly angry with this household plague, who answered
+to the name of Edward; but the count, on the contrary,
+smiled, and appeared to look at the boy complacently, which
+caused the maternal heart to bound again with joy and
+enthusiasm.
+
+"But, madame," replied the count, continuing the
+conversation, and looking by turns at Madame de Villefort
+and Valentine, "have I not already had the honor of meeting
+yourself and mademoiselle before? I could not help thinking
+so just now; the idea came over my mind, and as mademoiselle
+entered the sight of her was an additional ray of light
+thrown on a confused remembrance; excuse the remark."
+
+"I do not think it likely, sir; Mademoiselle de Villefort is
+not very fond of society, and we very seldom go out," said
+the young lady.
+
+"Then it was not in society that I met with mademoiselle or
+yourself, madame, or this charming little merry boy.
+Besides, the Parisian world is entirely unknown to me, for,
+as I believe I told you, I have been in Paris but very few
+days. No, -- but, perhaps, you will permit me to call to
+mind -- stay!" The Count placed his hand on his brow as if
+to collect his thoughts. "No -- it was somewhere -- away
+from here -- it was -- I do not know -- but it appears that
+this recollection is connected with a lovely sky and some
+religious fete; mademoiselle was holding flowers in her
+hand, the interesting boy was chasing a beautiful peacock in
+a garden, and you, madame, were under the trellis of some
+arbor. Pray come to my aid, madame; do not these
+circumstances appeal to your memory?"
+
+"No, indeed," replied Madame de Villefort; "and yet it
+appears to me, sir, that if I had met you anywhere, the
+recollection of you must have been imprinted on my memory."
+
+"Perhaps the count saw us in Italy," said Valentine timidly.
+
+"Yes, in Italy; it was in Italy most probably," replied
+Monte Cristo; "you have travelled then in Italy,
+mademoiselle?"
+
+"Yes; madame and I were there two years ago. The doctors,
+anxious for my lungs, had prescribed the air of Naples. We
+went by Bologna, Perugia, and Rome."
+
+"Ah, yes -- true, mademoiselle," exclaimed Monte Cristo as
+if this simple explanation was sufficient to revive the
+recollection he sought. "It was at Perugia on Corpus Christi
+Day, in the garden of the Hotel des Postes, when chance
+brought us together; you, Madame de Villefort, and her son;
+I now remember having had the honor of meeting you."
+
+"I perfectly well remember Perugia, sir, and the Hotel des
+Postes, and the festival of which you speak," said Madame de
+Villefort, "but in vain do I tax my memory, of whose
+treachery I am ashamed, for I really do not recall to mind
+that I ever had the pleasure of seeing you before."
+
+"It is strange, but neither do I recollect meeting with
+you," observed Valentine, raising her beautiful eyes to the
+count.
+
+"But I remember it perfectly," interposed the darling
+Edward.
+
+"I will assist your memory, madame," continued the count;
+"the day had been burning hot; you were waiting for horses,
+which were delayed in consequence of the festival.
+Mademoiselle was walking in the shade of the garden, and
+your son disappeared in pursuit of the peacock."
+
+"And I caught it, mamma, don't you remember?" interposed
+Edward, "and I pulled three such beautiful feathers out of
+his tail."
+
+"You, madame, remained under the arbor; do you not remember,
+that while you were seated on a stone bench, and while, as I
+told you, Mademoiselle de Villefort and your young son were
+absent, you conversed for a considerable time with
+somebody?"
+
+"Yes, in truth, yes," answered the young lady, turning very
+red, "I do remember conversing with a person wrapped in a
+long woollen mantle; he was a medical man, I think."
+
+"Precisely so, madame; this man was myself; for a fortnight
+I had been at that hotel, during which period I had cured my
+valet de chambre of a fever, and my landlord of the
+jaundice, so that I really acquired a reputation as a
+skilful physician. We discoursed a long time, madame, on
+different subjects; of Perugino, of Raffaelle, of manners,
+customs, of the famous aquatofana, of which they had told
+you, I think you said, that certain individuals in Perugia
+had preserved the secret."
+
+"Yes, true," replied Madame de Villefort, somewhat uneasily,
+"I remember now."
+
+"I do not recollect now all the various subjects of which we
+discoursed, madame," continued the count with perfect
+calmness; "but I perfectly remember that, falling into the
+error which others had entertained respecting me, you
+consulted me as to the health of Mademoiselle de Villefort."
+
+"Yes, really, sir, you were in fact a medical man," said
+Madame de Villefort, "since you had cured the sick."
+
+"Moliere or Beaumarchais would reply to you, madame, that it
+was precisely because I was not, that I had cured my
+patients; for myself, I am content to say to you that I have
+studied chemistry and the natural sciences somewhat deeply,
+but still only as an amateur, you understand." -- At this
+moment the clock struck six. "It is six o'clock," said
+Madame de Villefort, evidently agitated. "Valentine, will
+you not go and see if your grandpapa will have his dinner?"
+Valentine rose, and saluting the count, left the apartment
+without speaking.
+
+"Oh, madame," said the count, when Valentine had left the
+room, "was it on my account that you sent Mademoiselle de
+Villefort away?"
+
+"By no means," replied the young lady quickly; "but this is
+the hour when we usually give M. Noirtier the unwelcome meal
+that sustains his pitiful existence. You are aware, sir, of
+the deplorable condition of my husband's father?"
+
+"Yes, madame, M. de Villefort spoke of it to me -- a
+paralysis, I think."
+
+"Alas, yes; the poor old gentleman is entirely helpless; the
+mind alone is still active in this human machine, and that
+is faint and flickering, like the light of a lamp about to
+expire. But excuse me, sir, for talking of our domestic
+misfortunes; I interrupted you at the moment when you were
+telling me that you were a skilful chemist."
+
+"No, madame, I did not say as much as that," replied the
+count with a smile; "quite the contrary. I have studied
+chemistry because, having determined to live in eastern
+climates I have been desirous of following the example of
+King Mithridates."
+
+"Mithridates rex Ponticus," said the young scamp, as he tore
+some beautiful portraits out of a splendid album, "the
+individual who took cream in his cup of poison every morning
+at breakfast."
+
+"Edward, you naughty boy," exclaimed Madame de Villefort,
+snatching the mutilated book from the urchin's grasp, "you
+are positively past bearing; you really disturb the
+conversation; go, leave us, and join your sister Valentine
+in dear grandpapa Noirtier's room."
+
+"The album," said Edward sulkily.
+
+"What do you mean? -- the album!"
+
+"I want the album."
+
+"How dare you tear out the drawings?"
+
+"Oh, it amuses me."
+
+"Go -- go at once."
+
+"I won't go unless you give me the album," said the boy,
+seating himself doggedly in an arm-chair, according to his
+habit of never giving way.
+
+"Take it, then, and pray disturb us no longer," said Madame
+de Villefort, giving the album to Edward, who then went
+towards the door, led by his mother. The count followed her
+with his eyes.
+
+"Let us see if she shuts the door after him," he muttered.
+Madame de Villefort closed the door carefully after the
+child, the count appearing not to notice her; then casting a
+scrutinizing glance around the chamber, the young wife
+returned to her chair, in which she seated herself. "Allow
+me to observe, madame," said the count, with that kind tone
+he could assume so well, "you are really very severe with
+that dear clever child."
+
+"Oh, sometimes severity is quite necessary," replied Madame
+de Villefort, with all a mother's real firmness.
+
+"It was his Cornelius Nepos that Master Edward was repeating
+when he referred to King Mithridates," continued the count,
+"and you interrupted him in a quotation which proves that
+his tutor has by no means neglected him, for your son is
+really advanced for his years."
+
+"The fact is, count," answered the mother, agreeably
+flattered, "he has great aptitude, and learns all that is
+set before him. He has but one fault, he is somewhat wilful;
+but really, on referring for the moment to what he said, do
+you truly believe that Mithridates used these precautions,
+and that these precautions were efficacious?"
+
+"I think so, madame, because I myself have made use of them,
+that I might not be poisoned at Naples, at Palermo, and at
+Smyrna -- that is to say, on three several occasions when,
+but for these precautions, I must have lost my life."
+
+"And your precautions were successful?"
+
+"Completely so."
+
+"Yes, I remember now your mentioning to me at Perugia
+something of this sort."
+
+"Indeed?" said the count with an air of surprise, remarkably
+well counterfeited; "I really did not remember."
+
+"I inquired of you if poisons acted equally, and with the
+same effect, on men of the North as on men of the South; and
+you answered me that the cold and sluggish habits of the
+North did not present the same aptitude as the rich and
+energetic temperaments of the natives of the South."
+
+"And that is the case," observed Monte Cristo. "I have seen
+Russians devour, without being visibly inconvenienced,
+vegetable substances which would infallibly have killed a
+Neapolitan or an Arab."
+
+"And you really believe the result would be still more sure
+with us than in the East, and in the midst of our fogs and
+rains a man would habituate himself more easily than in a
+warm latitude to this progressive absorption of poison?"
+
+"Certainly; it being at the same time perfectly understood
+that he should have been duly fortified against the poison
+to which he had not been accustomed."
+
+"Yes, I understand that; and how would you habituate
+yourself, for instance, or rather, how did you habituate
+yourself to it?"
+
+"Oh, very easily. Suppose you knew beforehand the poison
+that would be made use of against you; suppose the poison
+was, for instance, brucine" --
+
+"Brucine is extracted from the false angostura* is it not?"
+inquired Madame de Villefort.
+
+"Precisely, madame," replied Monte Cristo; "but I perceive I
+have not much to teach you. Allow me to compliment you on
+your knowledge; such learning is very rare among ladies."
+
+* Brucoea ferruginea.
+
+"Oh, I am aware of that," said Madame de Villefort; "but I
+have a passion for the occult sciences, which speak to the
+imagination like poetry, and are reducible to figures, like
+an algebraic equation; but go on, I beg of you; what you say
+interests me to the greatest degree."
+
+"Well," replied Monte Cristo "suppose, then, that this
+poison was brucine, and you were to take a milligramme the
+first day, two milligrammes the second day, and so on. Well,
+at the end of ten days you would have taken a centigramme,
+at the end of twenty days, increasing another milligramme,
+you would have taken three hundred centigrammes; that is to
+say, a dose which you would support without inconvenience,
+and which would be very dangerous for any other person who
+had not taken the same precautions as yourself. Well, then,
+at the end of a month, when drinking water from the same
+carafe, you would kill the person who drank with you,
+without your perceiving, otherwise than from slight
+inconvenience, that there was any poisonous substance
+mingled with this water."
+
+"Do you know any other counter-poisons?"
+
+"I do not."
+
+"I have often read, and read again, the history of
+Mithridates," said Madame de Villefort in a tone of
+reflection, "and had always considered it a fable."
+
+"No, madame, contrary to most history, it is true; but what
+you tell me, madame, what you inquire of me, is not the
+result of a chance query, for two years ago you asked me the
+same questions, and said then, that for a very long time
+this history of Mithridates had occupied your mind."
+
+"True, sir. The two favorite studies of my youth were botany
+and mineralogy, and subsequently, when I learned that the
+use of simples frequently explained the whole history of a
+people, and the entire life of individuals in the East, as
+flowers betoken and symbolize a love affair, I have
+regretted that I was not a man, that I might have been a
+Flamel, a Fontana, or a Cabanis."
+
+"And the more, madame," said Monte Cristo, "as the Orientals
+do not confine themselves, as did Mithridates, to make a
+cuirass of his poisons, but they also made them a dagger.
+Science becomes, in their hands, not only a defensive
+weapon, but still more frequently an offensive one; the one
+serves against all their physical sufferings, the other
+against all their enemies. With opium, belladonna, brucaea,
+snake-wood, and the cherry-laurel, they put to sleep all who
+stand in their way. There is not one of those women,
+Egyptian, Turkish, or Greek, whom here you call `good
+women,' who do not know how, by means of chemistry, to
+stupefy a doctor, and in psychology to amaze a confessor."
+
+"Really," said Madame de Villefort, whose eyes sparkled with
+strange fire at this conversation.
+
+"Oh, yes, indeed, madame," continued Monte Cristo, "the
+secret dramas of the East begin with a love philtre and end
+with a death potion -- begin with paradise and end with --
+hell. There are as many elixirs of every kind as there are
+caprices and peculiarities in the physical and moral nature
+of humanity; and I will say further -- the art of these
+chemists is capable with the utmost precision to accommodate
+and proportion the remedy and the bane to yearnings for love
+or desires for vengeance."
+
+"But, sir," remarked the young woman, "these Eastern
+societies, in the midst of which you have passed a portion
+of your existence, are as fantastic as the tales that come
+from their strange land. A man can easily be put out of the
+way there, then; it is, indeed, the Bagdad and Bassora of
+the `Thousand and One Nights.' The sultans and viziers who
+rule over society there, and who constitute what in France
+we call the government, are really Haroun-al-Raschids and
+Giaffars, who not only pardon a poisoner, but even make him
+a prime minister, if his crime has been an ingenious one,
+and who, under such circumstances, have the whole story
+written in letters of gold, to divert their hours of
+idleness and ennui."
+
+"By no means, madame; the fanciful exists no longer in the
+East. There, disguised under other names, and concealed
+under other costumes, are police agents, magistrates,
+attorneys-general, and bailiffs. They hang, behead, and
+impale their criminals in the most agreeable possible
+manner; but some of these, like clever rogues, have
+contrived to escape human justice, and succeed in their
+fraudulent enterprises by cunning stratagems. Amongst us a
+simpleton, possessed by the demon of hate or cupidity, who
+has an enemy to destroy, or some near relation to dispose
+of, goes straight to the grocer's or druggist's, gives a
+false name, which leads more easily to his detection than
+his real one, and under the pretext that the rats prevent
+him from sleeping, purchases five or six grammes of arsenic
+-- if he is really a cunning fellow, he goes to five or six
+different druggists or grocers, and thereby becomes only
+five or six times more easily traced; -- then, when he has
+acquired his specific, he administers duly to his enemy, or
+near kinsman, a dose of arsenic which would make a mammoth
+or mastodon burst, and which, without rhyme or reason, makes
+his victim utter groans which alarm the entire neighborhood.
+Then arrive a crowd of policemen and constables. They fetch
+a doctor, who opens the dead body, and collects from the
+entrails and stomach a quantity of arsenic in a spoon. Next
+day a hundred newspapers relate the fact, with the names of
+the victim and the murderer. The same evening the grocer or
+grocers, druggist or druggists, come and say, `It was I who
+sold the arsenic to the gentleman;' and rather than not
+recognize the guilty purchaser, they will recognize twenty.
+Then the foolish criminal is taken, imprisoned,
+interrogated, confronted, confounded, condemned, and cut off
+by hemp or steel; or if she be a woman of any consideration,
+they lock her up for life. This is the way in which you
+Northerns understand chemistry, madame. Desrues was,
+however, I must confess, more skilful."
+
+"What would you have, sir?" said the lady, laughing; "we do
+what we can. All the world has not the secret of the Medicis
+or the Borgias."
+
+"Now," replied the count, shrugging his shoulders, "shall I
+tell you the cause of all these stupidities? It is because,
+at your theatres, by what at least I could judge by reading
+the pieces they play, they see persons swallow the contents
+of a phial, or suck the button of a ring, and fall dead
+instantly. Five minutes afterwards the curtain falls, and
+the spectators depart. They are ignorant of the consequences
+of the murder; they see neither the police commissary with
+his badge of office, nor the corporal with his four men; and
+so the poor fools believe that the whole thing is as easy as
+lying. But go a little way from France -- go either to
+Aleppo or Cairo, or only to Naples or Rome, and you will see
+people passing by you in the streets -- people erect,
+smiling, and fresh-colored, of whom Asmodeus, if you were
+holding on by the skirt of his mantle, would say, `That man
+was poisoned three weeks ago; he will be a dead man in a
+month.'"
+
+"Then," remarked Madame de Villefort, "they have again
+discovered the secret of the famous aquatofana that they
+said was lost at Perugia."
+
+"Ah, but madame, does mankind ever lose anything? The arts
+change about and make a tour of the world; things take a
+different name, and the vulgar do not follow them -- that is
+all; but there is always the same result. Poisons act
+particularly on some organ or another -- one on the stomach,
+another on the brain, another on the intestines. Well, the
+poison brings on a cough, the cough an inflammation of the
+lungs, or some other complaint catalogued in the book of
+science, which, however, by no means precludes it from being
+decidedly mortal; and if it were not, would be sure to
+become so, thanks to the remedies applied by foolish
+doctors, who are generally bad chemists, and which will act
+in favor of or against the malady, as you please; and then
+there is a human being killed according to all the rules of
+art and skill, and of whom justice learns nothing, as was
+said by a terrible chemist of my acquaintance, the worthy
+Abbe Adelmonte of Taormina, in Sicily, who has studied these
+national phenomena very profoundly."
+
+"It is quite frightful, but deeply interesting," said the
+young lady, motionless with attention. "I thought, I must
+confess, that these tales, were inventions of the Middle
+Ages."
+
+"Yes, no doubt, but improved upon by ours. What is the use
+of time, rewards of merit, medals, crosses, Monthyon prizes,
+if they do not lead society towards more complete
+perfection? Yet man will never be perfect until he learns to
+create and destroy; he does know how to destroy, and that is
+half the battle."
+
+"So," added Madame de Villefort, constantly returning to her
+object, "the poisons of the Borgias, the Medicis, the Renes,
+the Ruggieris, and later, probably, that of Baron de Trenck,
+whose story has been so misused by modern drama and romance"
+--
+
+"Were objects of art, madame, and nothing more," replied the
+count. "Do you suppose that the real savant addresses
+himself stupidly to the mere individual? By no means.
+Science loves eccentricities, leaps and bounds, trials of
+strength, fancies, if I may be allowed so to term them.
+Thus, for instance, the excellent Abbe Adelmonte, of whom I
+spoke just now, made in this way some marvellous
+experiments."
+
+"Really?"
+
+"Yes; I will mention one to you. He had a remarkably fine
+garden, full of vegetables, flowers, and fruit. From amongst
+these vegetables he selected the most simple -- a cabbage,
+for instance. For three days he watered this cabbage with a
+distillation of arsenic; on the third, the cabbage began to
+droop and turn yellow. At that moment he cut it. In the eyes
+of everybody it seemed fit for table, and preserved its
+wholesome appearance. It was only poisoned to the Abbe
+Adelmonte. He then took the cabbage to the room where he had
+rabbits -- for the Abbe Adelmonte had a collection of
+rabbits, cats, and guinea-pigs, fully as fine as his
+collection of vegetables, flowers, and fruit. Well, the Abbe
+Adelmonte took a rabbit, and made it eat a leaf of the
+cabbage. The rabbit died. What magistrate would find, or
+even venture to insinuate, anything against this? What
+procureur has ever ventured to draw up an accusation against
+M. Magendie or M. Flourens, in consequence of the rabbits,
+cats, and guinea-pigs they have killed? -- not one. So,
+then, the rabbit dies, and justice takes no notice. This
+rabbit dead, the Abbe Adelmonte has its entrails taken out
+by his cook and thrown on the dunghill; on this dunghill is
+a hen, who, pecking these intestines, is in her turn taken
+ill, and dies next day. At the moment when she is struggling
+in the convulsions of death, a vulture is flying by (there
+are a good many vultures in Adelmonte's country); this bird
+darts on the dead fowl, and carries it away to a rock, where
+it dines off its prey. Three days afterwards, this poor
+vulture, which has been very much indisposed since that
+dinner, suddenly feels very giddy while flying aloft in the
+clouds, and falls heavily into a fish-pond. The pike, eels,
+and carp eat greedily always, as everybody knows -- well,
+they feast on the vulture. Now suppose that next day, one of
+these eels, or pike, or carp, poisoned at the fourth remove,
+is served up at your table. Well, then, your guest will be
+poisoned at the fifth remove, and die, at the end of eight
+or ten days, of pains in the intestines, sickness, or
+abscess of the pylorus. The doctors open the body and say
+with an air of profound learning, `The subject his died of a
+tumor on the liver, or of typhoid fever!'"
+
+"But," remarked Madame de Villefort, "all these
+circumstances which you link thus to one another may be
+broken by the least accident; the vulture may not see the
+fowl, or may fall a hundred yards from the fish-pond."
+
+"Ah, that is where the art comes in. To be a great chemist
+in the East, one must direct chance; and this is to be
+achieved." -- Madame de Villefort was in deep thought, yet
+listened attentively. "But," she exclaimed, suddenly,
+"arsenic is indelible, indestructible; in whatsoever way it
+is absorbed, it will be found again in the body of the
+victim from the moment when it has been taken in sufficient
+quantity to cause death."
+
+"Precisely so," cried Monte Cristo -- "precisely so; and
+this is what I said to my worthy Adelmonte. He reflected,
+smiled, and replied to me by a Sicilian proverb, which I
+believe is also a French proverb, `My son, the world was not
+made in a day -- but in seven. Return on Sunday.' On the
+Sunday following I did return to him. Instead of having
+watered his cabbage with arsenic, he had watered it this
+time with a solution of salts, having their basis in
+strychnine, strychnos colubrina, as the learned term it.
+Now, the cabbage had not the slightest appearance of disease
+in the world, and the rabbit had not the smallest distrust;
+yet, five minutes afterwards, the rabbit was dead. The fowl
+pecked at the rabbit, and the next day was a dead hen. This
+time we were the vultures; so we opened the bird, and this
+time all special symptoms had disappeared, there were only
+general symptoms. There was no peculiar indication in any
+organ -- an excitement of the nervous system -- that was it;
+a case of cerebral congestion -- nothing more. The fowl had
+not been poisoned -- she had died of apoplexy. Apoplexy is a
+rare disease among fowls, I believe, but very common among
+men." Madame de Villefort appeared more and more thoughtful.
+
+"It is very fortunate," she observed, "that such substances
+could only be prepared by chemists; otherwise, all the world
+would be poisoning each other."
+
+"By chemists and persons who have a taste for chemistry,"
+said Monte Cristo carelessly.
+
+"And then," said Madame de Villefort, endeavoring by a
+struggle, and with effort, to get away from her thoughts,
+"however skilfully it is prepared, crime is always crime,
+and if it avoid human scrutiny, it does not escape the eye
+of God. The Orientals are stronger than we are in cases of
+conscience, and, very prudently, have no hell -- that is the
+point."
+
+"Really, madame, this is a scruple which naturally must
+occur to a pure mind like yours, but which would easily
+yield before sound reasoning. The bad side of human thought
+will always be defined by the paradox of Jean Jacques
+Rousseau, -- you remember, -- the mandarin who is killed
+five hundred leagues off by raising the tip of the finger.
+Man's whole life passes in doing these things, and his
+intellect is exhausted by reflecting on them. You will find
+very few persons who will go and brutally thrust a knife in
+the heart of a fellow-creature, or will administer to him,
+in order to remove him from the surface of the globe on
+which we move with life and animation, that quantity of
+arsenic of which we just now talked. Such a thing is really
+out of rule -- eccentric or stupid. To attain such a point,
+the blood must be heated to thirty-six degrees, the pulse
+be, at least, at ninety, and the feelings excited beyond the
+ordinary limit. But suppose one pass, as is permissible in
+philology, from the word itself to its softened synonym,
+then, instead of committing an ignoble assassination you
+make an `elimination;' you merely and simply remove from
+your path the individual who is in your way, and that
+without shock or violence, without the display of the
+sufferings which, in the case of becoming a punishment, make
+a martyr of the victim, and a butcher, in every sense of the
+word, of him who inflicts them. Then there will be no blood,
+no groans, no convulsions, and above all, no consciousness
+of that horrid and compromising moment of accomplishing the
+act, -- then one escapes the clutch of the human law, which
+says, `Do not disturb society!' This is the mode in which
+they manage these things, and succeed in Eastern climes,
+where there are grave and phlegmatic persons who care very
+little for the questions of time in conjunctures of
+importance."
+
+"Yet conscience remains," remarked Madame de Villefort in an
+agitated voice, and with a stifled sigh.
+
+"Yes," answered Monte Cristo "happily, yes, conscience does
+remain; and if it did not, how wretched we should be! After
+every action requiring exertion, it is conscience that saves
+us, for it supplies us with a thousand good excuses, of
+which we alone are judges; and these reasons, howsoever
+excellent in producing sleep, would avail us but very little
+before a tribunal, when we were tried for our lives. Thus
+Richard III., for instance, was marvellously served by his
+conscience after the putting away of the two children of
+Edward IV.; in fact, he could say, `These two children of a
+cruel and persecuting king, who have inherited the vices of
+their father, which I alone could perceive in their juvenile
+propensities -- these two children are impediments in my way
+of promoting the happiness of the English people, whose
+unhappiness they (the children) would infallibly have
+caused.' Thus was Lady Macbeth served by her conscience,
+when she sought to give her son, and not her husband
+(whatever Shakspeare may say), a throne. Ah, maternal love
+is a great virtue, a powerful motive -- so powerful that it
+excuses a multitude of things, even if, after Duncan's
+death, Lady Macbeth had been at all pricked by her
+conscience."
+
+Madame de Villefort listened with avidity to these appalling
+maxims and horrible paradoxes, delivered by the count with
+that ironical simplicity which was peculiar to him. After a
+moment's silence, the lady inquired, "Do you know, my dear
+count," she said, "that you are a very terrible reasoner,
+and that you look at the world through a somewhat
+distempered medium? Have you really measured the world by
+scrutinies, or through alembics and crucibles? For you must
+indeed be a great chemist, and the elixir you administered
+to my son, which recalled him to life almost
+instantaneously" --
+
+"Oh, do not place any reliance on that, madame; one drop of
+that elixir sufficed to recall life to a dying child, but
+three drops would have impelled the blood into his lungs in
+such a way as to have produced most violent palpitations;
+six would have suspended his respiration, and caused syncope
+more serious than that in which he was; ten would have
+destroyed him. You know, madame, how suddenly I snatched him
+from those phials which he so imprudently touched?"
+
+"Is it then so terrible a poison?"
+
+"Oh, no. In the first place, let us agree that the word
+poison does not exist, because in medicine use is made of
+the most violent poisons, which become, according as they
+are employed, most salutary remedies."
+
+"What, then, is it?"
+
+"A skilful preparation of my friend's the worthy Abbe
+Adelmonte, who taught me the use of it."
+
+"Oh," observed Madame de Villefort, "it must be an admirable
+anti-spasmodic."
+
+"Perfect, madame, as you have seen," replied the count; "and
+I frequently make use of it -- with all possible prudence
+though, be it observed," he added with a smile of
+intelligence.
+
+"Most assuredly," responded Madame de Villefort in the same
+tone. "As for me, so nervous, and so subject to fainting
+fits, I should require a Doctor Adelmonte to invent for me
+some means of breathing freely and tranquillizing my mind,
+in the fear I have of dying some fine day of suffocation. In
+the meanwhile, as the thing is difficult to find in France,
+and your abbe is not probably disposed to make a journey to
+Paris on my account, I must continue to use Monsieur
+Planche's anti-spasmodics; and mint and Hoffman's drops are
+among my favorite remedies. Here are some lozenges which I
+have made up on purpose; they are compounded doubly strong."
+Monte Cristo opened the tortoise-shell box, which the lady
+presented to him, and inhaled the odor of the lozenges with
+the air of an amateur who thoroughly appreciated their
+composition. "They are indeed exquisite," he said; "but as
+they are necessarily submitted to the process of deglutition
+-- a function which it is frequently impossible for a
+fainting person to accomplish -- I prefer my own specific."
+
+"Undoubtedly, and so should I prefer it, after the effects I
+have seen produced; but of course it is a secret, and I am
+not so indiscreet as to ask it of you."
+
+"But I," said Monte Cristo, rising as he spoke -- "I am
+gallant enough to offer it you."
+
+"How kind you are."
+
+"Only remember one thing -- a small dose is a remedy, a
+large one is poison. One drop will restore life, as you have
+seen; five or six will inevitably kill, and in a way the
+more terrible inasmuch as, poured into a glass of wine, it
+would not in the slightest degree affect its flavor. But I
+say no more, madame; it is really as if I were prescribing
+for you." The clock struck half-past six, and a lady was
+announced, a friend of Madame de Villefort, who came to dine
+with her.
+
+"If I had had the honor of seeing you for the third or
+fourth time, count, instead of only for the second," said
+Madame de Villefort; "if I had had the honor of being your
+friend, instead of only having the happiness of being under
+an obligation to you, I should insist on detaining you to
+dinner, and not allow myself to be daunted by a first
+refusal."
+
+"A thousand thanks, madame," replied Monte Cristo "but I
+have an engagement which I cannot break. I have promised to
+escort to the Academie a Greek princess of my acquaintance
+who has never seen your grand opera, and who relies on me to
+conduct her thither."
+
+"Adieu, then, sir, and do not forget the prescription."
+
+"Ah, in truth, madame, to do that I must forget the hour's
+conversation I have had with you, which is indeed
+impossible." Monte Cristo bowed, and left the house. Madame
+de Villefort remained immersed in thought. "He is a very
+strange man," she said, "and in my opinion is himself the
+Adelmonte he talks about." As to Monte Cristo the result had
+surpassed his utmost expectations. "Good," said he, as he
+went away; "this is a fruitful soil, and I feel certain that
+the seed sown will not be cast on barren ground." Next
+morning, faithful to his promise, he sent the prescription
+requested.
+
+
+
+Chapter 53
+Robert le Diable.
+
+The pretext of an opera engagement was so much the more
+feasible, as there chanced to be on that very night a more
+than ordinary attraction at the Academie Royale. Levasseur,
+who had been suffering under severe illness, made his
+reappearance in the character of Bertrand, and, as usual,
+the announcement of the most admired production of the
+favorite composer of the day had attracteda brilliant and
+fashionable audience. Morcerf, like most other young men of
+rank and fortune, had his orchestra stall, with the
+certainty of always finding a seat in at least a dozen of
+the principal boxes occupied by persons of his acquaintance;
+he had, moreover, his right of entry into the omnibus box.
+Chateau-Renaud rented a stall beside his own, while
+Beauchamp, as a journalist, had unlimited range all over the
+theatre. It happened that on this particular night the
+minister's box was placed at the disposal of Lucien Debray,
+who offered it to the Comte de Morcerf, who again, upon his
+mother's rejection of it, sent it to Danglars, with an
+intimation that he should probably do himself the honor of
+joining the baroness and her daughter during the evening, in
+the event of their accepting the box in question. The ladies
+received the offer with too much pleasure to dream of a
+refusal. To no class of persons is the presentation of a
+gratuitous opera-box more acceptable than to the wealthy
+millionaire, who still hugs economy while boasting of
+carrying a king's ransom in his waistcoat pocket.
+
+Danglars had, however, protested against showing himself in
+a ministerial box, declaring that his political principles,
+and his parliamentary position as member of the opposition
+party would not permit him so to commit himself; the
+baroness had, therefore, despatched a note to Lucien Debray,
+bidding him call for them, it being wholly impossible for
+her to go alone with Eugenie to the opera. There is no
+gainsaying the fact that a very unfavorable construction
+would have been put upon the circumstance if the two women
+had gone without escort, while the addition of a third, in
+the person of her mother's admitted lover, enabled
+Mademoiselle Danglars to defy malice and ill-nature. One
+must take the world as one finds it.
+
+The curtain rose, as usual, to an almost empty house, it
+being one of the absurdities of Parisian fashion never to
+appear at the opera until after the beginning of the
+performance, so that the first act is generally played
+without the slightest attention being paid to it, that part
+of the audience already assembled being too much occupied in
+observing the fresh arrivals, while nothing is heard but the
+noise of opening and shutting doors, and the buzz of
+conversation. "Surely," said Albert, as the door of a box on
+the first circle opened, "that must be the Countess G----
+."
+
+"And who is the Countess G---- ?" inquired Chateau-Renaud.
+
+"What a question! Now, do you know, baron, I have a great
+mind to pick a quarrel with you for asking it; as if all the
+world did not know who the Countess G---- was."
+
+"Ah, to be sure," replied Chateau-Renaud; "the lovely
+Venetian, is it not?"
+
+"Herself." At this moment the countess perceived Albert, and
+returned his salutation with a smile. "You know her, it
+seems?" said Chateau-Renaud.
+
+"Franz introduced me to her at Rome," replied Albert.
+
+"Well, then, will you do as much for me in Paris as Franz
+did for you in Rome?"
+
+"With pleasure."
+
+There was a cry of "Shut up!" from the audience. This
+manifestation on the part of the spectators of their wish to
+be allowed to hear the music, produced not the slightest
+effect on the two young men, who continued their
+conversation. "The countess was present at the races in the
+Champ-de-Mars," said Chateau-Renaud.
+
+"To-day?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Bless me, I quite forgot the races. Did you bet?"
+
+"Oh, merely a paltry fifty louis."
+
+"And who was the winner?"
+
+"Nautilus. I staked on him."
+
+"But there were three races, were there not?"
+
+"Yes; there was the prize given by the Jockey Club -- a gold
+cup, you know -- and a very singular circumstance occurred
+about that race."
+
+"What was it?"
+
+"Oh, shut up!" again interposed some of the audience.
+
+"Why, it was won by a horse and rider utterly unknown on the
+course."
+
+"Is that possible?"
+
+"True as day. The fact was, nobody had observed a horse
+entered by the name of Vampa, or that of a jockey styled
+Job, when, at the last moment, a splendid roan, mounted by a
+jockey about as big as your fist, presented themselves at
+the starting-post. They were obliged to stuff at least
+twenty pounds weight of shot in the small rider's pockets,
+to make him weight; but with all that he outstripped Ariel
+and Barbare, against whom he ran, by at least three whole
+lengths."
+
+"And was it not found out at last to whom the horse and
+jockey belonged?"
+
+"No."
+
+"You say that the horse was entered under the name of
+Vampa?"
+
+"Exactly; that was the title."
+
+"Then," answered Albert, "I am better informed than you are,
+and know who the owner of that horse was."
+
+"Shut up, there!" cried the pit in chorus. And this time the
+tone and manner in which the command was given, betokened
+such growing hostility that the two young men perceived, for
+the first time, that the mandate was addressed to them.
+Leisurely turning round, they calmly scrutinized the various
+countenances around them, as though demanding some one
+person who would take upon himself the responsibility of
+what they deemed excessive impertinence; but as no one
+responded to the challenge, the friends turned again to the
+front of the theatre, and affected to busy themselves with
+the stage. At this moment the door of the minister's box
+opened, and Madame Danglars, accompanied by her daughter,
+entered, escorted by Lucien Debray, who assiduously
+conducted them to their seats.
+
+"Ha, ha," said Chateau-Renaud, "here comes some friends of
+yours, viscount! What are you looking at there? don't you
+see they are trying to catch your eye?" Albert turned round,
+just in time to receive a gracious wave of the fan from the
+baroness; as for Mademoiselle Eugenie, she scarcely
+vouchsafed to waste the glances of her large black eyes even
+upon the business of the stage. "I tell you what, my dear
+fellow," said Chateau-Renaud, "I cannot imagine what
+objection you can possibly have to Mademoiselle Danglars --
+that is, setting aside her want of ancestry and somewhat
+inferior rank, which by the way I don't think you care very
+much about. Now, barring all that, I mean to say she is a
+deuced fine girl!"
+
+"Handsome, certainly," replied Albert, "but not to my taste,
+which I confess, inclines to something softer, gentler, and
+more feminine."
+
+"Ah, well," exclaimed Chateau-Renaud, who because he had
+seen his thirtieth summer fancied himself duly warranted in
+assuming a sort of paternal air with his more youthful
+friend, "you young people are never satisfied; why, what
+would you have more? your parents have chosen you a bride
+built on the model of Diana, the huntress, and yet you are
+not content."
+
+"No, for that very resemblance affrights me; I should have
+liked something more in the manner of the Venus of Milo or
+Capua; but this chase-loving Diana continually surrounded by
+her nymphs gives me a sort of alarm lest she should some day
+bring on me the fate of Actaeon."
+
+And, indeed, it required but one glance at Mademoiselle
+Danglars to comprehend the justness of Morcerf's remark --
+she was beautiful, but her beauty was of too marked and
+decided a character to please a fastidious taste; her hair
+was raven black, but its natural waves seemed somewhat
+rebellious; her eyes, of the same color as her hair, were
+surmounted by well-arched brows, whose great defect,
+however, consisted in an almost habitual frown, while her
+whole physiognomy wore that expression of firmness and
+decision so little in accordance with the gentler attributes
+of her sex -- her nose was precisely what a sculptor would
+have chosen for a chiselled Juno. Her mouth, which might
+have been found fault with as too large, displayed teeth of
+pearly whiteness, rendered still more conspicuous by the
+brilliant carmine of her lips, contrasting vividly with her
+naturally pale complexion. But that which completed the
+almost masculine look Morcerf found so little to his taste,
+was a dark mole, of much larger dimensions than these freaks
+of nature generally are, placed just at the corner of her
+mouth; and the effect tended to increase the expression of
+self-dependence that characterized her countenance. The rest
+of Mademoiselle Eugenie's person was in perfect keeping with
+the head just described; she, indeed, reminded one of Diana,
+as Chateau-Renaud observed, but her bearing was more haughty
+and resolute. As regarded her attainments, the only fault to
+be found with them was the same that a fastidious
+connoisseur might have found with her beauty, that they were
+somewhat too erudite and masculine for so young a person.
+She was a perfect linguist, a first-rate artist, wrote
+poetry, and composed music; to the study of the latter she
+professed to be entirely devoted, following it with an
+indefatigable perseverance, assisted by a schoolfellow, -- a
+young woman without fortune whose talent promised to develop
+into remarkable powers as a singer. It was rumored that she
+was an object of almost paternal interest to one of the
+principal composers of the day, who excited her to spare no
+pains in the cultivation of her voice, which might hereafter
+prove a source of wealth and independence. But this counsel
+effectually decided Mademoiselle Danglars never to commit
+herself by being seen in public with one destined for a
+theatrical life; and acting upon this principle, the
+banker's daughter, though perfectly willing to allow
+Mademoiselle Louise d'Armilly (that was the name of the
+young virtuosa) to practice with her through the day, took
+especial care not to be seen in her company. Still, though
+not actually received at the Hotel Danglars in the light of
+an acknowledged friend, Louise was treated with far more
+kindness and consideration than is usually bestowed on a
+governess.
+
+The curtain fell almost immediately after the entrance of
+Madame Danglars into her box, the band quitted the orchestra
+for the accustomed half-hour's interval allowed between the
+acts, and the audience were left at liberty to promenade the
+salon or lobbies, or to pay and receive visits in their
+respective boxes. Morcerf and Chateau-Renaud were amongst
+the first to avail themselves of this permission. For an
+instant the idea struck Madame Danglars that this eagerness
+on the part of the young viscount arose from his impatience
+to join her party, and she whispered her expectations to her
+daughter, that Albert was hurrying to pay his respects to
+them. Mademoiselle Eugenie, however, merely returned a
+dissenting movement of the head, while, with a cold smile,
+she directed the attention of her mother to an opposite box
+on the first circle, in which sat the Countess G---- , and
+where Morcerf had just made his appearance. "So we meet
+again, my travelling friend, do we?" cried the countess,
+extending her hand to him with all the warmth and cordiality
+of an old acquaintance; "it was really very good of you to
+recognize me so quickly, and still more so to bestow your
+first visit on me."
+
+"Be assured," replied Albert, "that if I had been aware of
+your arrival in Paris, and had known your address, I should
+have paid my respects to you before this. Allow me to
+introduce my friend, Baron de Chateau-Renaud, one of the few
+true gentlemen now to be found in France, and from whom I
+have just learned that you were a spectator of the races in
+the Champ-de-Mars, yesterday." Chateau-Renaud bowed to the
+countess.
+
+"So you were at the races, baron?" inquired the countess
+eagerly.
+
+"Yes, madame."
+
+"Well, then," pursued Madame G---- with considerable
+animation, "you can probably tell me who won the Jockey Club
+stakes?"
+
+"I am sorry to say I cannot," replied the baron; "and I was
+just asking the same question of Albert."
+
+"Are you very anxious to know, countess?" asked Albert.
+
+"To know what?"
+
+"The name of the owner of the winning horse?"
+
+"Excessively; only imagine -- but do tell me, viscount,
+whether you really are acquainted with it or no?"
+
+"I beg your pardon, madame, but you were about to relate
+some story, were you not? You said, `only imagine,' -- and
+then paused. Pray continue."
+
+"Well, then, listen. You must know I felt so interested in
+the splendid roan horse, with his elegant little rider, so
+tastefully dressed in a pink satin jacket and cap, that I
+could not help praying for their success with as much
+earnestness as though the half of my fortune were at stake;
+and when I saw them outstrip all the others, and come to the
+winning-post in such gallant style, I actually clapped my
+hands with joy. Imagine my surprise, when, upon returning
+home, the first object I met on the staircase was the
+identical jockey in the pink jacket! I concluded that, by
+some singular chance, the owner of the winning horse must
+live in the same hotel as myself; but, as I entered my
+apartments, I beheld the very gold cup awarded as a prize to
+the unknown horse and rider. Inside the cup was a small
+piece of paper, on which were written these words -- `From
+Lord Ruthven to Countess G---- .'"
+
+"Precisely; I was sure of it," said Morcerf.
+
+"Sure of what?"
+
+"That the owner of the horse was Lord Ruthven himself."
+
+"What Lord Ruthven do you mean?"
+
+"Why, our Lord Ruthven -- the Vampire of the Salle
+Argentino!"
+
+"Is it possible?" exclaimed the countess; "is he here in
+Paris?"
+
+"To be sure, -- why not?"
+
+"And you visit him? -- meet him at your own house and
+elsewhere?"
+
+"I assure you he is my most intimate friend, and M. de
+Chateau-Renaud has also the honor of his acquaintance."
+
+"But why are you so sure of his being the winner of the
+Jockey Club prize?"
+
+"Was not the winning horse entered by the name of Vampa?"
+
+"What of that?"
+
+"Why, do you not recollect the name of the celebrated bandit
+by whom I was made prisoner?"
+
+"Oh, yes."
+
+"And from whose hands the count extricated me in so
+wonderful a manner?"
+
+"To be sure, I remember it all now."
+
+"He called himself Vampa. You see. it's evident where the
+count got the name."
+
+"But what could have been his motive for sending the cup to
+me?"
+
+"In the first place, because I had spoken much of you to
+him, as you may believe; and in the second, because he
+delighted to see a countrywoman take so lively an interest
+in his success."
+
+"I trust and hope you never repeated to the count all the
+foolish remarks we used to make about him?"
+
+"I should not like to affirm upon oath that I have not.
+Besides, his presenting you the cup under the name of Lord
+Ruthven" --
+
+"Oh, but that is dreadful! Why, the man must owe me a
+fearful grudge."
+
+"Does his action appear like that of an enemy?"
+
+"No; certainly not."
+
+"Well, then" --
+
+"And so he is in Paris?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"And what effect does he produce?"
+
+"Why," said Albert, "he was talked about for a week; then
+the coronation of the queen of England took place, followed
+by the theft of Mademoiselle Mars's diamonds; and so people
+talked of something else."
+
+"My good fellow," said Chateau-Renaud, "the count is your
+friend and you treat him accordingly. Do not believe what
+Albert is telling you, countess; so far from the sensation
+excited in the Parisian circles by the appearance of the
+Count of Monte Cristo having abated, I take upon myself to
+declare that it is as strong as ever. His first astounding
+act upon coming amongst us was to present a pair of horses,
+worth 32,000 francs, to Madame Danglars; his second, the
+almost miraculous preservation of Madame de Villefort's
+life; now it seems that he has carried off the prize awarded
+by the Jockey Club. I therefore maintain, in spite of
+Morcerf, that not only is the count the object of interest
+at this present moment, but also that he will continue to be
+so for a month longer if he pleases to exhibit an
+eccentricity of conduct which, after all, may be his
+ordinary mode of existence."
+
+"Perhaps you are right," said Morcerf; "meanwhile, who is in
+the Russian ambassador's box?"
+
+"Which box do you mean?" asked the countess.
+
+"The one between the pillars on the first tier -- it seems
+to have been fitted up entirely afresh."
+
+"Did you observe any one during the first act?" asked
+Chateau-Renaud.
+
+"Where?"
+
+"In that box."
+
+"No," replied the countess, "it was certainly empty during
+the first act;" then, resuming the subject of their previous
+conversation, she said, "And so you really believe it was
+your mysterious Count of Monte Cristo that gained the
+prize?"
+
+"I am sure of it."
+
+"And who afterwards sent the cup to me?"
+
+"Undoubtedly."
+
+"But I don't know him," said the countess; "I have a great
+mind to return it."
+
+"Do no such thing, I beg of you; he would only send you
+another, formed of a magnificent sapphire, or hollowed out
+of a gigantic ruby. It is his way, and you must take him as
+you find him." At this moment the bell rang to announce the
+drawing up of the curtain for the second act. Albert rose to
+return to his place. "Shall I see you again?" asked the
+countess. "At the end of the next act, with your permission,
+I will come and inquire whether there is anything I can do
+for you in Paris?"
+
+"Pray take notice," said the countess, "that my present
+residence is 22 Rue de Rivoli, and that I am at home to my
+friends every Saturday evening. So now, you are both
+forewarned." The young men bowed, and quitted the box. Upon
+reaching their stalls, they found the whole of the audience
+in the parterre standing up and directing their gaze towards
+the box formerly possessed by the Russian ambassador. A man
+of from thirty-five to forty years of age, dressed in deep
+black, had just entered, accompanied by a young woman
+dressed after the Eastern style. The lady was surpassingly
+beautiful, while the rich magnificence of her attire drew
+all eyes upon her. "Hullo," said Albert; "it is Monte Cristo
+and his Greek!"
+
+The strangers were, indeed, no other than the count and
+Haidee. In a few moments the young girl had attracted the
+attention of the whole house, and even the occupants of the
+boxes leaned forward to scrutinize her magnificent diamonds.
+The second act passed away during one continued buzz of
+voices -- one deep whisper -- intimating that some great and
+universally interesting event had occurred; all eyes, all
+thoughts, were occupied with the young and beautiful woman,
+whose gorgeous apparel and splendid jewels made a most
+extraordinary spectacle. Upon this occasion an unmistakable
+sign from Madame Danglars intimated her desire to see Albert
+in her box directly the curtain fell on the second act, and
+neither the politeness nor good taste of Morcerf would
+permit his neglecting an invitation so unequivocally given.
+At the close of the act he therefore went to the baroness.
+Having bowed to the two ladies, he extended his hand to
+Debray. By the baroness he was most graciously welcomed,
+while Eugenie received him with her accustomed coldness.
+
+"My dear fellow," said Debray, "you have come in the nick of
+time. There is madame overwhelming me with questions
+respecting the count; she insists upon it that I can tell
+her his birth, education, and parentage, where he came from,
+and whither he is going. Being no disciple of Cagliostro, I
+was wholly unable to do this; so, by way of getting out of
+the scrape, I said, `Ask Morcerf; he has got the whole
+history of his beloved Monte Cristo at his fingers' ends;'
+whereupon the baroness signified her desire to see you."
+
+"Is it not almost incredible," said Madame Danglars, "that a
+person having at least half a million of secret-service
+money at his command, should possess so little information?"
+
+"Let me assure you, madame," said Lucien, "that had I really
+the sum you mention at my disposal, I would employ it more
+profitably than in troubling myself to obtain particulars
+respecting the Count of Monte Cristo, whose only merit in my
+eyes consists in his being twice as rich as a nabob.
+However, I have turned the business over to Morcerf, so pray
+settle it with him as may be most agreeable to you; for my
+own part, I care nothing about the count or his mysterious
+doings."
+
+"I am very sure no nabob would have sent me a pair of horses
+worth 32,000 francs, wearing on their heads four diamonds
+valued at 5,000 francs each."
+
+"He seems to have a mania for diamonds," said Morcerf,
+smiling, "and I verily believe that, like Potemkin, he keeps
+his pockets filled, for the sake of strewing them along the
+road, as Tom Thumb did his flint stones."
+
+"Perhaps he has discovered some mine," said Madame Danglars.
+"I suppose you know he has an order for unlimited credit on
+the baron's banking establishment?"
+
+"I was not aware of it," replied Albert, "but I can readily
+believe it."
+
+"And, further, that he stated to M. Danglars his intention
+of only staying a year in Paris, during which time he
+proposed to spend six millions.
+
+"He must be the Shah of Persia, travelling incog."
+
+"Have you noticed the remarkable beauty of the young woman,
+M. Lucien?" inquired Eugenie.
+
+"I really never met with one woman so ready to do justice to
+the charms of another as yourself," responded Lucien,
+raising his lorgnette to his eye. "A most lovely creature,
+upon my soul!" was his verdict.
+
+"Who is this young person, M. de Morcerf?" inquired Eugenie;
+"does anybody know?"
+
+"Mademoiselle," said Albert, replying to this direct appeal,
+"I can give you very exact information on that subject, as
+well as on most points relative to the mysterious person of
+whom we are now conversing -- the young woman is a Greek."
+
+"So I should suppose by her dress; if you know no more than
+that, every one here is as well-informed as yourself."
+
+"I am extremely sorry you find me so ignorant a cicerone,"
+replied Morcerf, "but I am reluctantly obliged to confess, I
+have nothing further to communicate -- yes, stay, I do know
+one thing more, namely, that she is a musician, for one day
+when I chanced to be breakfasting with the count, I heard
+the sound of a guzla -- it is impossible that it could have
+been touched by any other finger than her own."
+
+"Then your count entertains visitors, does he?" asked Madame
+Danglars.
+
+"Indeed he does, and in a most lavish manner, I can assure
+you."
+
+"I must try and persuade M. Danglars to invite him to a ball
+or dinner, or something of the sort, that he may be
+compelled to ask us in return."
+
+"What," said Debray, laughing; "do you really mean you would
+go to his house?"
+
+"Why not? my husband could accompany me."
+
+"But do you know this mysterious count is a bachelor?"
+
+"You have ample proof to the contrary, if you look
+opposite," said the baroness, as she laughingly pointed to
+the beautiful Greek.
+
+"No, no!" exclaimed Debray; "that girl is not his wife: he
+told us himself she was his slave. Do you not recollect,
+Morcerf, his telling us so at your breakfast?"
+
+"Well, then," said the baroness, "if slave she be, she has
+all the air and manner of a princess."
+
+"Of the `Arabian Nights'?"
+
+"If you like; but tell me, my dear Lucien, what it is that
+constitutes a princess. Why, diamonds -- and she is covered
+with them."
+
+"To me she seems overloaded," observed Eugenie; "she would
+look far better if she wore fewer, and we should then be
+able to see her finely formed throat and wrists."
+
+"See how the artist peeps out!" exclaimed Madame Danglars.
+"My poor Eugenie, you must conceal your passion for the fine
+arts."
+
+"I admire all that is beautiful," returned the young lady.
+
+"What do you think of the count?" inquired Debray; "he is
+not much amiss, according to my ideas of good looks."
+
+"The count," repeated Eugenie, as though it had not occurred
+to her to observe him sooner; "the count? -- oh, he is so
+dreadfully pale."
+
+"I quite agree with you," said Morcerf; "and the secret of
+that very pallor is what we want to find out. The Countess
+G---- insists upon it that he is a vampire."
+
+"Then the Countess G---- has returned to Paris, has she?"
+inquired the baroness.
+
+"Is that she, mamma?" asked Eugenie; "almost opposite to us,
+with that profusion of beautiful light hair?"
+
+"Yes," said Madame Danglars, "that is she. Shall I tell you
+what you ought to do, Morcerf?"
+
+"Command me, madame."
+
+"Well, then, you should go and bring your Count of Monte
+Cristo to us."
+
+"What for?" asked Eugenie.
+
+"What for? Why, to converse with him, of course. Have you
+really no desire to meet him?"
+
+"None whatever," replied Eugenie.
+
+"Strange child," murmured the baroness.
+
+"He will very probably come of his own accord," said
+Morcerf. "There; do you see, madame, he recognizes you, and
+bows." The baroness returned the salute in the most smiling
+and graceful manner.
+
+"Well," said Morcerf, "I may as well be magnanimous, and
+tear myself away to forward your wishes. Adieu; I will go
+and try if there are any means of speaking to him."
+
+"Go straight to his box; that will be the simplest plan."
+
+"But I have never been presented."
+
+"Presented to whom?"
+
+"To the beautiful Greek."
+
+"You say she is only a slave?"
+
+"While you assert that she is a queen, or at least a
+princess. No; I hope that when he sees me leave you, he will
+come out."
+
+"That is possible -- go."
+
+"I am going," said Albert, as he made his parting bow. Just
+as he was passing the count's box, the door opened, and
+Monte Cristo came forth. After giving some directions to
+Ali, who stood in the lobby, the count took Albert's arm.
+Carefully closing the box door, Ali placed himself before
+it, while a crowd of spectators assembled round the Nubian.
+
+"Upon my word," said Monte Cristo, "Paris is a strange city,
+and the Parisians a very singular people. See that cluster
+of persons collected around poor Ali, who is as much
+astonished as themselves; really one might suppose he was
+the only Nubian they had ever beheld. Now I can promise you,
+that a Frenchman might show himself in public, either in
+Tunis, Constantinople, Bagdad, or Cairo, without being
+treated in that way."
+
+"That shows that the Eastern nations have too much good
+sense to waste their time and attention on objects
+undeserving of either. However, as far as Ali is concerned,
+I can assure you, the interest he excites is merely from the
+circumstance of his being your attendant -- you, who are at
+this moment the most celebrated and fashionable person in
+Paris."
+
+"Really? and what has procured me so fluttering a
+distinction?"
+
+"What? why, yourself, to be sure! You give away horses worth
+a thousand louis; you save the lives of ladies of high rank
+and beauty; under the name of Major Brack you run
+thoroughbreds ridden by tiny urchins not larger than
+marmots; then, when you have carried off the golden trophy
+of victory, instead of setting any value on it, you give it
+to the first handsome woman you think of!"
+
+"And who has filled your head with all this nonsense?"
+
+"Why, in the first place, I heard it from Madame Danglars,
+who, by the by, is dying to see you in her box, or to have
+you seen there by others; secondly, I learned it from
+Beauchamp's journal; and thirdly, from my own imagination.
+Why, if you sought concealment, did you call your horse
+Vampa?"
+
+"That was an oversight, certainly," replied the count; "but
+tell me, does the Count of Morcerf never visit the Opera? I
+have been looking for him, but without success."
+
+"He will be here to-night."
+
+"In what part of the house?"
+
+"In the baroness's box, I believe."
+
+"That charming young woman with her is her daughter?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"I congratulate you." Morcerf smiled. "We will discuss that
+subject at length some future time," said he. "But what do
+you think of the music?"
+
+"What music?"
+
+"Why, the music you have been listening to."
+
+"Oh, it is well enough as the production of a human
+composer, sung by featherless bipeds, to quote the late
+Diogenes."
+
+"From which it would seem, my dear count, that you can at
+pleasure enjoy the seraphic strains that proceed from the
+seven choirs of paradise?"
+
+"You are right, in some degree; when I wish to listen to
+sounds more exquisitely attuned to melody than mortal ear
+ever yet listened to, I go to sleep."
+
+"Then sleep here, my dear count. The conditions are
+favorable; what else was opera invented for?"
+
+"No, thank you. Your orchestra is too noisy. To sleep after
+the manner I speak of, absolute calm and silence are
+necessary, and then a certain preparation" --
+
+"I know -- the famous hashish!"
+
+"Precisely. So, my dear viscount, whenever you wish to be
+regaled with music come and sup with me."
+
+"I have already enjoyed that treat when breakfasting with
+you," said Morcerf.
+
+"Do you mean at Rome?"
+
+"I do."
+
+"Ah, then, I suppose you heard Haidee's guzla; the poor
+exile frequently beguiles a weary hour in playing over to me
+the airs of her native land." Morcerf did not pursue the
+subject, and Monte Cristo himself fell into a silent
+reverie. The bell rang at this moment for the rising of the
+curtain. "You will excuse my leaving you," said the count,
+turning in the direction of his box.
+
+"What? Are you going?"
+
+"Pray, say everything that is kind to Countess G---- on the
+part of her friend the Vampire."
+
+"And what message shall I convey to the baroness!"
+
+"That, with her permission, I shall do myself the honor of
+paying my respects in the course of the evening."
+
+The third act had begun; and during its progress the Count
+of Morcerf, according to his promise, made his appearance in
+the box of Madame Danglars. The Count of Morcerf was not a
+person to excite either interest or curiosity in a place of
+public amusement; his presence, therefore, was wholly
+unnoticed, save by the occupants of the box in which he had
+just seated himself. The quick eye of Monte Cristo however,
+marked his coming; and a slight though meaning smile passed
+over his lips. Haidee, whose soul seemed centred in the
+business of the stage, like all unsophisticated natures,
+delighted in whatever addressed itself to the eye or ear.
+
+The third act passed off as usual. Mesdemoiselles Noblet,
+Julie, and Leroux executed the customary pirouettes; Robert
+duly challenged the Prince of Granada; and the royal father
+of the princess Isabella, taking his daughter by the hand,
+swept round the stage with majestic strides, the better to
+display the rich folds of his velvet robe and mantle. After
+which the curtain again fell, and the spectators poured
+forth from the theatre into the lobbies and salon. The count
+left his box, and a moment later was saluting the Baronne
+Danglars, who could not restrain a cry of mingled pleasure
+and surprise. "You are welcome, count!" she exclaimed, as he
+entered. "I have been most anxious to see you, that I might
+repeat orally the thanks writing can so ill express."
+
+"Surely so trifling a circumstance cannot deserve a place in
+your remembrance. Believe me, madame, I had entirely
+forgotten it."
+
+"But it is not so easy to forget, monsieur, that the very
+next day after your princely gift you saved the life of my
+dear friend, Madame de Villefort, which was endangered by
+the very animals your generosity restored to me."
+
+"This time, at least, I do not deserve your thanks. It was
+Ali, my Nubian slave, who rendered this service to Madame de
+Villefort."
+
+"Was it Ali," asked the Count of Morcerf, "who rescued my
+son from the hands of bandits?"
+
+"No, count," replied Monte Cristo taking the hand held out
+to him by the general; "in this instance I may fairly and
+freely accept your thanks; but you have already tendered
+them, and fully discharged your debt -- if indeed there
+existed one -- and I feel almost mortified to find you still
+reverting to the subject. May I beg of you, baroness, to
+honor me with an introduction to your daughter?"
+
+"Oh, you are no stranger -- at least not by name," replied
+Madame Danglars, "and the last two or three days we have
+really talked of nothing but you. Eugenie," continued the
+baroness, turning towards her daughter, "this is the Count
+of Monte Cristo." The Count bowed, while Mademoiselle
+Danglars bent her head slightly. "You have a charming young
+person with you to-night, count," said Eugenie. "Is she your
+daughter?"
+
+"No, mademoiselle," said Monte Cristo, astonished at the
+coolness and freedom of the question. "She is a poor
+unfortunate Greek left under my care."
+
+"And what is her name?"
+
+"Haidee," replied Monte Cristo.
+
+"A Greek?" murmured the Count of Morcerf.
+
+"Yes, indeed, count," said Madame Danglars; "and tell me,
+did you ever see at the court of Ali Tepelini, whom you so
+gloriously and valiantly served, a more exquisite beauty or
+richer costume?"
+
+"Did I hear rightly, monsieur," said Monte Cristo "that you
+served at Yanina?"
+
+"I was inspector-general of the pasha's troops," replied
+Morcerf; "and it is no secret that I owe my fortune, such as
+it is, to the liberality of the illustrious Albanese chief."
+
+"But look!" exclaimed Madame Danglars.
+
+"Where?" stammered Morcerf.
+
+"There," said Monte Cristo placing his arms around the
+count, and leaning with him over the front of the box, just
+as Haidee, whose eyes were occupied in examining the theatre
+in search of her guardian, perceived his pale features close
+to Morcerf's face. It was as if the young girl beheld the
+head of Medusa. She bent forwards as though to assure
+herself of the reality of what she saw, then, uttering a
+faint cry, threw herself back in her seat. The sound was
+heard by the people about Ali, who instantly opened the
+box-door. "Why, count," exclaimed Eugenie, "what has
+happened to your ward? she seems to have been taken suddenly
+ill."
+
+"Very probably," answered the count. "But do not be alarmed
+on her account. Haidee's nervous system is delicately
+organized, and she is peculiarly susceptible to the odors
+even of flowers -- nay, there are some which cause her to
+faint if brought into her presence. However," continued
+Monte Cristo, drawing a small phial from his pocket, "I have
+an infallible remedy." So saying, he bowed to the baroness
+and her daughter, exchanged a parting shake of the hand with
+Debray and the count, and left Madame Danglars' box. Upon
+his return to Haidee he found her still very pale. As soon
+as she saw him she seized his hand; her own hands were moist
+and icy cold. "Who was it you were talking with over there?"
+she asked.
+
+"With the Count of Morcerf," answered Monte Cristo. "He
+tells me he served your illustrious father, and that he owes
+his fortune to him."
+
+"Wretch!" exclaimed Haidee, her eyes flashing with rage; "he
+sold my father to the Turks, and the fortune he boasts of
+was the price of his treachery! Did not you know that, my
+dear lord?"
+
+"Something of this I heard in Epirus," said Monte Cristo;
+"but the particulars are still unknown to me. You shall
+relate them to me, my child. They are, no doubt, both
+curious and interesting."
+
+"Yes, yes; but let us go. I feel as though it would kill me
+to remain long near that dreadful man." So saying, Haidee
+arose, and wrapping herself in her burnoose of white
+cashmire embroidered with pearls and coral, she hastily
+quitted the box at the moment when the curtain was rising
+upon the fourth act.
+
+"Do you observe," said the Countess G---- to Albert, who
+had returned to her side, "that man does nothing like other
+people; he listens most devoutly to the third act of `Robert
+le Diable,' and when the fourth begins, takes his
+departure."
+
+
+
+Chapter 54
+A Flurry in Stocks.
+
+Some days after this meeting, Albert de Morcerf visited the
+Count of Monte Cristo at his house in the Champs Elysees,
+which had already assumed that palace-like appearance which
+the count's princely fortune enabled him to give even to his
+most temporary residences. He came to renew the thanks of
+Madame Danglars which had been already conveyed to the count
+through the medium of a letter, signed "Baronne Danglars,
+nee Hermine de Servieux." Albert was accompanied by Lucien
+Debray, who, joining in his friend's conversation, added
+some passing compliments, the source of which the count's
+talent for finesse easily enabled him to guess. He was
+convinced that Lucien's visit was due to a double feeling of
+curiosity, the larger half of which sentiment emanated from
+the Rue de la Chaussee d'Antin. In short, Madame Danglars,
+not being able personally to examine in detail the domestic
+economy and household arrangements of a man who gave away
+horses worth 30,000 francs and who went to the opera with a
+Greek slave wearing diamonds to the amount of a million of
+money, had deputed those eyes, by which she was accustomed
+to see, to give her a faithful account of the mode of life
+of this incomprehensible person. But the count did not
+appear to suspect that there could be the slightest
+connection between Lucien's visit and the curiosity of the
+baroness.
+
+"You are in constant communication with the Baron Danglars?"
+the count inquired of Albert de Morcerf.
+
+"Yes, count, you know what I told you?"
+
+"All remains the same, then, in that quarter?"
+
+"It is more than ever a settled thing," said Lucien, -- and,
+considering that this remark was all that he was at that
+time called upon to make, he adjusted the glass to his eye,
+and biting the top of his gold headed cane, began to make
+the tour of the apartment, examining the arms and the
+pictures.
+
+"Ah," said Monte Cristo "I did not expect that the affair
+would be so promptly concluded."
+
+"Oh, things take their course without our assistance. While
+we are forgetting them, they are falling into their
+appointed order; and when, again, our attention is directed
+to them, we are surprised at the progress they have made
+towards the proposed end. My father and M. Danglars served
+together in Spain, my father in the army and M. Danglars in
+the commissariat department. It was there that my father,
+ruined by the revolution, and M. Danglars, who never had
+possessed any patrimony, both laid the foundations of their
+different fortunes."
+
+"Yes," said Monte Cristo "I think M. Danglars mentioned that
+in a visit which I paid him; and," continued he, casting a
+side-glance at Lucien, who was turning over the leaves of an
+album, "Mademoiselle Eugenie is pretty -- I think I remember
+that to be her name."
+
+"Very pretty, or rather, very beautiful," replied Albert,
+"but of that style of beauty which I do not appreciate; I am
+an ungrateful fellow."
+
+"You speak as if you were already her husband."
+
+"Ah," returned Albert, in his turn looking around to see
+what Lucien was doing.
+
+"Really," said Monte Cristo, lowering his voice, "you do not
+appear to me to be very enthusiastic on the subject of this
+marriage."
+
+"Mademoiselle Danglars is too rich for me," replied Morcerf,
+"and that frightens me."
+
+"Bah," exclaimed Monte Cristo, "that's a fine reason to
+give. Are you not rich yourself?"
+
+"My father's income is about 50,000 francs per annum; and he
+will give me, perhaps, ten or twelve thousand when I marry."
+
+"That, perhaps, might not be considered a large sum, in
+Paris especially," said the count; "but everything does not
+depend on wealth, and it is a fine thing to have a good
+name, and to occupy a high station in society. Your name is
+celebrated, your position magnificent; and then the Comte de
+Morcerf is a soldier, and it is pleasing to see the
+integrity of a Bayard united to the poverty of a Duguesclin;
+disinterestedness is the brightest ray in which a noble
+sword can shine. As for me, I consider the union with
+Mademoiselle Danglars a most suitable one; she will enrich
+you, and you will ennoble her." Albert shook his head, and
+looked thoughtful. "There is still something else," said he.
+
+"I confess," observed Monte Cristo, "that I have some
+difficulty in comprehending your objection to a young lady
+who is both rich and beautiful."
+
+"Oh," said Morcerf, "this repugnance, if repugnance it may
+be called, is not all on my side."
+
+"Whence can it arise, then? for you told me your father
+desired the marriage."
+
+"It is my mother who dissents; she has a clear and
+penetrating judgment, and does not smile on the proposed
+union. I cannot account for it, but she seems to entertain
+some prejudice against the Danglars."
+
+"Ah," said the count, in a somewhat forced tone, "that may
+be easily explained; the Comtesse de Morcerf, who is
+aristocracy and refinement itself, does not relish the idea
+of being allied by your marriage with one of ignoble birth;
+that is natural enough."
+
+"I do not know if that is her reason," said Albert, "but one
+thing I do know, that if this marriage be consummated, it
+will render her quite miserable. There was to have been a
+meeting six weeks ago in order to talk over and settle the
+affair; but I had such a sudden attack of indisposition" --
+
+"Real?" interrupted the count, smiling.
+
+"Oh, real enough, from anxiety doubtless, -- at any rate
+they postponed the matter for two months. There is no hurry,
+you know. I am not yet twenty-one, and Eugenie is only
+seventeen; but the two months expire next week. It must be
+done. My dear count, you cannot imagine now my mind is
+harassed. How happy you are in being exempt from all this!"
+
+"Well, and why should not you be free, too? What prevents
+you from being so?"
+
+"Oh, it will be too great a disappointment to my father if I
+do not marry Mademoiselle Danglars."
+
+"Marry her then," said the count, with a significant shrug
+of the shoulders.
+
+"Yes," replied Morcerf, "but that will plunge my mother into
+positive grief."
+
+"Then do not marry her," said the count.
+
+"Well, I shall see. I will try and think over what is the
+best thing to be done; you will give me your advice, will
+you not, and if possible extricate me from my unpleasant
+position? I think, rather than give pain to my dear mother,
+I would run the risk of offending the count." Monte Cristo
+turned away; he seemed moved by this last remark. "Ah," said
+he to Debray, who had thrown himself into an easy-chair at
+the farthest extremity of the salon, and who held a pencil
+in his right hand and an account book in his left, "what are
+you doing there? Are you making a sketch after Poussin?"
+
+"Oh, no," was the tranquil response; "I am too fond of art
+to attempt anything of that sort. I am doing a little sum in
+arithmetic."
+
+"In arithmetic?"
+
+"Yes; I am calculating -- by the way, Morcerf, that
+indirectly concerns you -- I am calculating what the house
+of Danglars must have gained by the last rise in Haiti
+bonds; from 206 they have risen to 409 in three days, and
+the prudent banker had purchased at 206; therefore he must
+have made 300,000 livres."
+
+"That is not his biggest scoop," said Morcerf; "did he not
+make a million in Spaniards this last year?"
+
+"My dear fellow," said Lucien, "here is the Count of Monte
+Cristo, who will say to you, as the Italians do, --
+
+"`Danaro e santita,
+Meta della meta.'*
+
+* "Money and sanctity,
+Each in a moiety.
+
+"When they tell me such things, I only shrug my shoulders
+and say nothing."
+
+"But you were speaking of Haitians?" said Monte Cristo.
+
+"Ah, Haitians, -- that is quite another thing! Haitians are
+the ecarte of French stock-jobbing. We may like bouillotte,
+delight in whist, be enraptured with boston, and yet grow
+tired of them all; but we always come back to ecarte -- it
+is not only a game, it is a hors-d'oeuvre! M. Danglars sold
+yesterday at 405, and pockets 300,000 francs. Had he but
+waited till to-day, the price would have fallen to 205, and
+instead of gaining 300,000 francs, he would have lost 20 or
+25,000."
+
+"And what has caused the sudden fall from 409 to 206?" asked
+Monte Cristo. "I am profoundly ignorant of all these
+stock-jobbing intrigues."
+
+"Because," said Albert, laughing, "one piece of news follows
+another, and there is often great dissimilarity between
+them."
+
+"Ah," said the count, "I see that M. Danglars is accustomed
+to play at gaining or losing 300,000 francs in a day; he
+must be enormously rich."
+
+"It is not he who plays!" exclaimed Lucien; "it is Madame
+Danglars: she is indeed daring."
+
+"But you who are a reasonable being, Lucien, and who know
+how little dependence is to be placed on the news, since you
+are at the fountain-head, surely you ought to prevent it,"
+said Morcerf, with a smile.
+
+"How can I, if her husband fails in controlling her?" asked
+Lucien; "you know the character of the baroness -- no one
+has any influence with her, and she does precisely what she
+pleases."
+
+"Ah, if I were in your place" -- said Albert.
+
+"Well?"
+
+"I would reform her; it would be rendering a service to her
+future son-in-law."
+
+"How would you set about it?"
+
+"Ah, that would be easy enough -- I would give her a
+lesson."
+
+"A lesson?"
+
+"Yes. Your position as secretary to the minister renders
+your authority great on the subject of political news; you
+never open your mouth but the stockbrokers immediately
+stenograph your words. Cause her to lose a hundred thousand
+francs, and that would teach her prudence."
+
+"I do not understand," stammered Lucien.
+
+"It is very clear, notwithstanding," replied the young man,
+with an artlessness wholly free from affectation; "tell her
+some fine morning an unheard-of piece of intelligence --
+some telegraphic despatch, of which you alone are in
+possession; for instance, that Henri IV. was seen yesterday
+at Gabrielle's. That would boom the market; she will buy
+heavily, and she will certainly lose when Beauchamp
+announces the following day, in his gazette, `The report
+circulated by some usually well-informed persons that the
+king was seen yesterday at Gabrielle's house, is totally
+without foundation. We can positively assert that his
+majesty did not quit the Pont-Neuf.'" Lucien half smiled.
+Monte Cristo, although apparently indifferent, had not lost
+one word of this conversation, and his penetrating eye had
+even read a hidden secret in the embarrassed manner of the
+secretary. This embarrassment had completely escaped Albert,
+but it caused Lucien to shorten his visit; he was evidently
+ill at ease. The count, in taking leave of him, said
+something in a low voice, to which he answered, "Willingly,
+count; I accept." The count returned to young Morcerf.
+
+"Do you not think, on reflection," said he to him, "that you
+have done wrong in thus speaking of your mother-in-law in
+the presence of M. Debray?"
+
+"My dear count," said Morcerf, "I beg of you not to apply
+that title so prematurely."
+
+"Now, speaking without any exaggeration, is your mother
+really so very much averse to this marriage?"
+
+"So much so that the baroness very rarely comes to the
+house, and my mother, has not, I think, visited Madame
+Danglars twice in her whole life."
+
+"Then," said the count, "I am emboldened to speak openly to
+you. M. Danglars is my banker; M. de Villefort has
+overwhelmed me with politeness in return for a service which
+a casual piece of good fortune enabled me to render him. I
+predict from all this an avalanche of dinners and routs.
+Now, in order not to presume on this, and also to be
+beforehand with them, I have, if agreeable to you, thought
+of inviting M. and Madame Danglars, and M. and Madame de
+Villefort, to my country-house at Auteuil. If I were to
+invite you and the Count and Countess of Morcerf to this
+dinner, I should give it the appearance of being a
+matrimonial meeting, or at least Madame de Morcerf would
+look upon the affair in that light, especially if Baron
+Danglars did me the honor to bring his daughter. In that
+case your mother would hold me in aversion, and I do not at
+all wish that; on the contrary, I desire to stand high in
+her esteem."
+
+"Indeed, count," said Morcerf, "I thank you sincerely for
+having used so much candor towards me, and I gratefully
+accept the exclusion which you propose. You say you desire
+my mother's good opinion; I assure you it is already yours
+to a very unusual extent."
+
+"Do you think so?" said Monte Cristo, with interest.
+
+"Oh, I am sure of it; we talked of you an hour after you
+left us the other day. But to return to what we were saying.
+If my mother could know of this attention on your part --
+and I will venture to tell her -- I am sure that she will be
+most grateful to you; it is true that my father will be
+equally angry." The count laughed. "Well," said he to
+Morcerf, "but I think your father will not be the only angry
+one; M. and Madame Danglars will think me a very
+ill-mannered person. They know that I am intimate with you
+-- that you are, in fact; one of the oldest of my Parisian
+acquaintances -- and they will not find you at my house;
+they will certainly ask me why I did not invite you. Be sure
+to provide yourself with some previous engagement which
+shall have a semblance of probability, and communicate the
+fact to me by a line in writing. You know that with bankers
+nothing but a written document will be valid."
+
+"I will do better than that," said Albert; "my mother is
+wishing to go to the sea-side -- what day is fixed for your
+dinner?"
+
+"Saturday."
+
+"This is Tuesday -- well, to-morrow evening we leave, and
+the day after we shall be at Treport. Really, count, you
+have a delightful way of setting people at their ease."
+
+"Indeed, you give me more credit than I deserve; I only wish
+to do what will be agreeable to you, that is all."
+
+"When shall you send your invitations?"
+
+"This very day."
+
+"Well, I will immediately call on M. Danglars, and tell him
+that my mother and myself must leave Paris to-morrow. I have
+not seen you, consequently I know nothing of your dinner."
+
+"How foolish you are! Have you forgotten that M. Debray has
+just seen you at my house?"
+
+"Ah, true,"
+
+"Fix it this way. I have seen you, and invited you without
+any ceremony, when you instantly answered that it would be
+impossible for you to accept, as you were going to Treport."
+
+"Well, then, that is settled; but you will come and call on
+my mother before to-morrow?"
+
+"Before to-morrow? -- that will be a difficult matter to
+arrange, besides, I shall just be in the way of all the
+preparations for departure."
+
+"Well, you can do better. You were only a charming man
+before, but, if you accede to my proposal, you will be
+adorable."
+
+"What must I do to attain such sublimity?"
+
+"You are to-day free as air -- come and dine with me; we
+shall be a small party -- only yourself, my mother, and I.
+You have scarcely seen my mother; you shall have an
+opportunity of observing her more closely. She is a
+remarkable woman, and I only regret that there does not
+exist another like her, about twenty years younger; in that
+case, I assure you, there would very soon be a Countess and
+Viscountess of Morcerf. As to my father, you will not see
+him; he is officially engaged, and dines with the chief
+referendary. We will talk over our travels; and you, who
+have seen the whole world, will relate your adventures --
+you shall tell us the history of the beautiful Greek who was
+with you the other night at the Opera, and whom you call
+your slave, and yet treat like a princess. We will talk
+Italian and Spanish. Come, accept my invitation, and my
+mother will thank you."
+
+"A thousand thanks," said the count, "your invitation is
+most gracious, and I regret exceedingly that it is not in my
+power to accept it. I am not so much at liberty as you
+suppose; on the contrary, I have a most important
+engagement."
+
+"Ah, take care, you were teaching me just now how, in case
+of an invitation to dinner, one might creditably make an
+excuse. I require the proof of a pre-engagement. I am not a
+banker, like M. Danglars, but I am quite as incredulous as
+he is."
+
+"I am going to give you a proof," replied the count, and he
+rang the bell.
+
+"Humph," said Morcerf, "this is the second time you have
+refused to dine with my mother; it is evident that you wish
+to avoid her." Monte Cristo started. "Oh, you do not mean
+that," said he; "besides, here comes the confirmation of my
+assertion." Baptistin entered, and remained standing at the
+door. "I had no previous knowledge of your visit, had I?"
+
+"Indeed, you are such an extraordinary person, that I would
+not answer for it."
+
+"At all events, I could not guess that you would invite me
+to dinner."
+
+"Probably not."
+
+"Well, listen, Baptistin, what did I tell you this morning
+when I called you into my laboratory?"
+
+"To close the door against visitors as soon as the clock
+struck five," replied the valet.
+
+"What then?"
+
+"Ah, my dear count," said Albert.
+
+"No, no, I wish to do away with that mysterious reputation
+that you have given me, my dear viscount; it is tiresome to
+be always acting Manfred. I wish my life to be free and
+open. Go on, Baptistin."
+
+"Then to admit no one except Major Bartolomeo Cavalcanti and
+his son."
+
+"You hear -- Major Bartolomeo Cavalcanti -- a man who ranks
+amongst the most ancient nobility of Italy, whose name Dante
+has celebrated in the tenth canto of `The Inferno,' you
+remember it, do you not? Then there is his son, Andrea, a
+charming young man, about your own age, viscount, bearing
+the same title as yourself, and who is making his entry into
+the Parisian world, aided by his father's millions. The
+major will bring his son with him this evening, the contino,
+as we say in Italy; he confides him to my care. If he proves
+himself worthy of it, I will do what I can to advance his
+interests. You will assist me in the work, will you not?"
+
+"Most undoubtedly. This Major Cavalcanti is an old friend of
+yours, then?"
+
+"By no means. He is a perfect nobleman, very polite, modest,
+and agreeable, such as may be found constantly in Italy,
+descendants of very ancient families. I have met him several
+times at Florence, Bologna and Lucca, and he has now
+communicated to me the fact of his arrival in Paris. The
+acquaintances one makes in travelling have a sort of claim
+on one; they everywhere expect to receive the same attention
+which you once paid them by chance, as though the civilities
+of a passing hour were likely to awaken any lasting interest
+in favor of the man in whose society you may happen to be
+thrown in the course of your journey. This good Major
+Cavalcanti is come to take a second view of Paris, which he
+only saw in passing through in the time of the Empire, when
+he was on his way to Moscow. I shall give him a good dinner,
+he will confide his son to my care, I will promise to watch
+over him, I shall let him follow in whatever path his folly
+may lead him, and then I shall have done my part."
+
+"Certainly; I see you are a model Mentor," said Albert
+"Good-by, we shall return on Sunday. By the way, I have
+received news of Franz."
+
+"Have you? Is he still amusing himself in Italy?"
+
+"I believe so; however, he regrets your absence extremely .
+He says you were the sun of Rome, and that without you all
+appears dark and cloudy; I do not know if he does not even
+go so far as to say that it rains."
+
+"His opinion of me is altered for the better, then?"
+
+"No, he still persists in looking upon you as the most
+incomprehensible and mysterious of beings."
+
+"He is a charming young man," said Monte Cristo "and I felt
+a lively interest in him the very first evening of my
+introduction, when I met him in search of a supper, and
+prevailed upon him to accept a portion of mine. He is, I
+think, the son of General d'Epinay?"
+
+"He is."
+
+"The same who was so shamefully assassinated in 1815?"
+
+"By the Bonapartists."
+
+"Yes. Really I like him extremely; is there not also a
+matrimonial engagement contemplated for him?"
+
+"Yes, he is to marry Mademoiselle de Villefort."
+
+"Indeed?"
+
+"And you know I am to marry Mademoiselle Danglars," said
+Albert, laughing.
+
+"You smile."
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Why do you do so?"
+
+"I smile because there appears to me to be about as much
+inclination for the consummation of the engagement in
+question as there is for my own. But really, my dear count,
+we are talking as much of women as they do of us; it is
+unpardonable." Albert rose.
+
+"Are you going?"
+
+"Really, that is a good idea! -- two hours have I been
+boring you to death with my company, and then you, with the
+greatest politeness, ask me if I am going. Indeed, count,
+you are the most polished man in the world. And your
+servants, too, how very well behaved they are; there is
+quite a style about them. Monsieur Baptistin especially; I
+could never get such a man as that. My servants seem to
+imitate those you sometimes see in a play, who, because they
+have only a word or two to say, aquit themselves in the most
+awkward manner possible. Therefore, if you part with M.
+Baptistin, give me the refusal of him."
+
+"By all means."
+
+"That is not all; give my compliments to your illustrious
+Luccanese, Cavalcante of the Cavalcanti; and if by any
+chance he should be wishing to establish his son, find him a
+wife very rich, very noble on her mother's side at least,
+and a baroness in right of her father, I will help you in
+the search."
+
+"Ah, ha; you will do as much as that, will you?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Well, really, nothing is certain in this world."
+
+"Oh, count, what a service you might render me! I should
+like you a hundred times better if, by your intervention, I
+could manage to remain a bachelor, even were it only for ten
+years."
+
+"Nothing is impossible," gravely replied Monte Cristo; and
+taking leave of Albert, he returned into the house, and
+struck the gong three times. Bertuccio appeared. "Monsieur
+Bertuccio, you understand that I intend entertaining company
+on Saturday at Auteuil." Bertuccio slightly started. "I
+shall require your services to see that all be properly
+arranged. It is a beautiful house, or at all events may be
+made so."
+
+"There must be a good deal done before it can deserve that
+title, your excellency, for the tapestried hangings are very
+old."
+
+"Let them all be taken away and changed, then, with the
+exception of the sleeping-chamber which is hung with red
+damask; you will leave that exactly as it is." Bertuccio
+bowed. "You will not touch the garden either; as to the
+yard, you may do what you please with it; I should prefer
+that being altered beyond all recognition."
+
+"I will do everything in my power to carry out your wishes,
+your excellency. I should be glad, however, to receive your
+excellency's commands concerning the dinner."
+
+"Really, my dear M. Bertuccio," said the count, "since you
+have been in Paris, you have become quite nervous, and
+apparently out of your element; you no longer seem to
+understand me."
+
+"But surely your excellency will be so good as to inform me
+whom you are expecting to receive?"
+
+"I do not yet know myself, neither is it necessary that you
+should do so. `Lucullus dines with Lucullus,' that is quite
+sufficient." Bertuccio bowed, and left the room.
+
+
+
+Chapter 55
+Major Cavalcanti.
+
+Both the count and Baptistin had told the truth when they
+announced to Morcerf the proposed visit of the major, which
+had served Monte Cristo as a pretext for declining Albert's
+invitation. Seven o'clock had just struck, and M. Bertuccio,
+according to the command which had been given him, had two
+hours before left for Auteuil, when a cab stopped at the
+door, and after depositing its occupant at the gate,
+immediately hurried away, as if ashamed of its employment.
+The visitor was about fifty-two years of age, dressed in one
+of the green surtouts, ornamented with black frogs, which
+have so long maintained their popularity all over Europe. He
+wore trousers of blue cloth, boots tolerably clean, but not
+of the brightest polish, and a little too thick in the
+soles, buckskin gloves, a hat somewhat resembling in shape
+those usually worn by the gendarmes, and a black cravat
+striped with white, which, if the proprietor had not worn it
+of his own free will, might have passed for a halter, so
+much did it resemble one. Such was the picturesque costume
+of the person who rang at the gate, and demanded if it was
+not at No. 30 in the Avenue des Champs-Elysees that the
+Count of Monte Cristo lived, and who, being answered by the
+porter in the affirmative, entered, closed the gate after
+him, and began to ascend the steps.
+
+The small and angular head of this man, his white hair and
+thick gray mustaches, caused him to be easily recognized by
+Baptistin, who had received an exact description of the
+expected visitor, and who was awaiting him in the hall.
+Therefore, scarcely had the stranger time to pronounce his
+name before the count was apprised of his arrival. He was
+ushered into a simple and elegant drawing-room, and the
+count rose to meet him with a smiling air. "Ah, my dear sir,
+you are most welcome; I was expecting you."
+
+"Indeed," said the Italian, "was your excellency then aware
+of my visit?"
+
+"Yes; I had been told that I should see you to-day at seven
+o'clock."
+
+"Then you have received full information concerning my
+arrival?"
+
+"Of course."
+
+"Ah, so much the better, I feared this little precaution
+might have been forgotten."
+
+"What precaution?"
+
+"That of informing you beforehand of my coming."
+
+"Oh, no, it has not."
+
+"But you are sure you are not mistaken."
+
+"Very sure."
+
+"It really was I whom your excellency expected at seven
+o'clock this evening?"
+
+"I will prove it to you beyond a doubt."
+
+"Oh, no, never mind that," said the Italian; "it is not
+worth the trouble."
+
+"Yes, yes," said Monte Cristo. His visitor appeared slightly
+uneasy. "Let me see," said the count; "are you not the
+Marquis Bartolomeo Cavalcanti?"
+
+"Bartolomeo Cavalcanti," joyfully replied the Italian; "yes,
+I am really he."
+
+"Ex-major in the Austrian service?"
+
+"Was I a major?" timidly asked the old soldier.
+
+"Yes," said Monte Cristo "you were a major; that is the
+title the French give to the post which you filled in
+Italy."
+
+"Very good," said the major, "I do not demand more, you
+understand" --
+
+"Your visit here to-day is not of your own suggestion, is
+it?" said Monte Cristo.
+
+"No, certainly not."
+
+"You were sent by some other person?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"By the excellent Abbe Busoni?"
+
+"Exactly so," said the delighted major.
+
+"And you have a letter?"
+
+"Yes, there it is."
+
+"Give it me, then;" and Monte Cristo took the letter, which
+he opened and read. The major looked at the count with his
+large staring eyes, and then took a survey of the apartment,
+but his gaze almost immediately reverted to the proprietor
+of the room. "Yes, yes, I see. `Major Cavalcanti, a worthy
+patrician of Lucca, a descendant of the Cavalcanti of
+Florence,'" continued Monte Cristo, reading aloud,
+"`possessing an income of half a million.'" Monte Cristo
+raised his eyes from the paper, and bowed. "Half a million,"
+said he, "magnificent!"
+
+"Half a million, is it?" said the major.
+
+"Yes, in so many words; and it must be so, for the abbe
+knows correctly the amount of all the largest fortunes in
+Europe."
+
+"Be it half a million. then; but on my word of honor, I had
+no idea that it was so much."
+
+"Because you are robbed by your steward. You must make some
+reformation in that quarter."
+
+"You have opened my eyes," said the Italian gravely; "I will
+show the gentlemen the door." Monte Cristo resumed the
+perusal of the letter: --
+
+"`And who only needs one thing more to make him happy.'"
+
+"Yes, indeed but one!" said the major with a sigh.
+
+"`Which is to recover a lost and adored son.'"
+
+"A lost and adored son!"
+
+"`Stolen away in his infancy, either by an enemy of his
+noble family or by the gypsies.'"
+
+"At the age of five years!" said the major with a deep sigh,
+and raising his eye to heaven.
+
+"Unhappy father," said Monte Cristo. The count continued: --
+
+"`I have given him renewed life and hope, in the assurance
+that you have the power of restoring the son whom he has
+vainly sought for fifteen years.'" The major looked at the
+count with an indescribable expression of anxiety. "I have
+the power of so doing," said Monte Cristo. The major
+recovered his self-possession. "So, then," said he, "the
+letter was true to the end?"
+
+"Did you doubt it, my dear Monsieur Bartolomeo?"
+
+"No, indeed; certainly not; a good man, a man holding
+religious office, as does the Abbe Busoni, could not
+condescend to deceive or play off a joke; but your
+excellency has not read all."
+
+"Ah, true," said Monte Cristo "there is a postscript."
+
+"Yes, yes," repeated the major, "yes -- there -- is -- a --
+postscript."
+
+"`In order to save Major Cavalcanti the trouble of drawing
+on his banker, I send him a draft for 2,000 francs to defray
+his travelling expenses, and credit on you for the further
+sum of 48,000 francs, which you still owe me.'" The major
+awaited the conclusion of the postscript, apparently with
+great anxiety. "Very good," said the count.
+
+"He said `very good,'" muttered the major, "then -- sir" --
+replied he.
+
+"Then what?" asked Monte Cristo.
+
+"Then the postscript" --
+
+"Well; what of the postscript?"
+
+"Then the postscript is as favorably received by you as the
+rest of the letter?"
+
+"Certainly; the Abbe Busoni and myself have a small account
+open between us. I do not remember if it is exactly 48,000
+francs, which I am still owing him, but I dare say we shall
+not dispute the difference. You attached great importance,
+then, to this postscript, my dear Monsieur Cavalcanti?"
+
+"I must explain to you," said the major, "that, fully
+confiding in the signature of the Abbe Busoni, I had not
+provided myself with any other funds; so that if this
+resource had failed me, I should have found myself very
+unpleasantly situated in Paris."
+
+"Is it possible that a man of your standing should be
+embarrassed anywhere?" said Monte Cristo.
+
+"Why, really I know no one," said the major.
+
+"But then you yourself are known to others?"
+
+"Yes, I am known, so that" --
+
+"Proceed, my dear Monsieur Cavalcanti."
+
+"So that you will remit to me these 48,000 francs?"
+
+"Certainly, at your first request." The major's eyes dilated
+with pleasing astonishment. "But sit down," said Monte
+Cristo; "really I do not know what I have been thinking of
+-- I have positively kept you standing for the last quarter
+of an hour."
+
+"Don't mention it." The major drew an arm-chair towards him,
+and proceeded to seat himself.
+
+"Now," said the count, "what will you take -- a glass of
+port, sherry, or Alicante?"
+
+"Alicante, if you please; it is my favorite wine."
+
+"I have some that is very good. You will take a biscuit with
+it, will you not?"
+
+"Yes, I will take a biscuit, as you are so obliging."
+
+Monte Cristo rang; Baptistin appeared. The count advanced to
+meet him. "Well?" said he in a low voice. "The young man is
+here," said the valet de chambre in the same tone.
+
+"Into what room did you take him?"
+
+"Into the blue drawing-room, according to your excellency's
+orders."
+
+"That's right; now bring the Alicante and some biscuits."
+
+Baptistin left the room. "Really," said the major, "I am
+quite ashamed of the trouble I am giving you."
+
+"Pray don't mention such a thing," said the count. Baptistin
+re-entered with glasses, wine, and biscuits. The count
+filled one glass, but in the other he only poured a few
+drops of the ruby-colored liquid. The bottle was covered
+with spiders' webs, and all the other signs which indicate
+the age of wine more truly than do wrinkles on a man's face.
+The major made a wise choice; he took the full glass and a
+biscuit. The count told Baptistin to leave the plate within
+reach of his guest, who began by sipping the Alicante with
+an expression of great satisfaction, and then delicately
+steeped his biscuit in the wine.
+
+"So, sir, you lived at Lucca, did you? You were rich, noble,
+held in great esteem -- had all that could render a man
+happy?"
+
+"All," said the major, hastily swallowing his biscuit,
+"positively all."
+
+"And yet there was one thing wanting in order to complete
+your happiness?"
+
+"Only one thing," said the Italian.
+
+"And that one thing, your lost child."
+
+"Ah," said the major, taking a second biscuit, "that
+consummation of my happiness was indeed wanting." The worthy
+major raised his eyes to heaven and sighed.
+
+"Let me hear, then," said the count, "who this deeply
+regretted son was; for I always understood you were a
+bachelor."
+
+"That was the general opinion, sir," said the major, "and I"
+--
+
+"Yes," replied the count, "and you confirmed the report. A
+youthful indiscretion, I suppose, which you were anxious to
+conceal from the world at large?" The major recovered
+himself, and resumed his usual calm manner, at the same time
+casting his eyes down, either to give himself time to
+compose his countenance, or to assist his imagination, all
+the while giving an under-look at the count, the protracted
+smile on whose lips still announced the same polite
+curiosity. "Yes," said the major, "I did wish this fault to
+be hidden from every eye."
+
+"Not on your own account, surely," replied Monte Cristo;
+"for a man is above that sort of thing?"
+
+"Oh, no, certainly not on my own account," said the major
+with a smile and a shake of the head.
+
+"But for the sake of the mother?" said the count.
+
+"Yes, for the mother's sake -- his poor mother!" cried the
+major, taking a third biscuit.
+
+"Take some more wine, my dear Cavalcanti," said the count,
+pouring out for him a second glass of Alicante; "your
+emotion has quite overcome you."
+
+"His poor mother," murmured the major, trying to get the
+lachrymal gland in operation, so as to moisten the corner of
+his eye with a false tear.
+
+"She belonged to one of the first families in Italy, I
+think, did she not?"
+
+"She was of a noble family of Fiesole, count."
+
+"And her name was" --
+
+"Do you desire to know her name?" --
+
+"Oh," said Monte Cristo "it would be quite superfluous for
+you to tell me, for I already know it."
+
+"The count knows everything," said the Italian, bowing.
+
+"Oliva Corsinari, was it not?"
+
+"Oliva Corsinari."
+
+"A marchioness?"
+
+"A marchioness."
+
+"And you married her at last, notwithstanding the opposition
+of her family?"
+
+"Yes, that was the way it ended."
+
+"And you have doubtless brought all your papers with you?"
+said Monte Cristo.
+
+"What papers?"
+
+"The certificate of your marriage with Oliva Corsinari, and
+the register of your child's birth."
+
+"The register of my child's birth?"
+
+"The register of the birth of Andrea Cavalcanti -- of your
+son; is not his name Andrea?"
+
+"I believe so," said the major.
+
+"What? You believe so?"
+
+"I dare not positively assert it, as he has been lost for so
+long a time."
+
+"Well, then," said Monte Cristo "you have all the documents
+with you?"
+
+"Your excellency, I regret to say that, not knowing it was
+necessary to come provided with these papers, I neglected to
+bring them."
+
+"That is unfortunate," returned Monte Cristo.
+
+"Were they, then, so necessary?"
+
+"They were indispensable."
+
+The major passed his hand across his brow. "Ah, per Bacco,
+indispensable, were they?"
+
+"Certainly they were; supposing there were to be doubts
+raised as to the validity of your marriage or the legitimacy
+of your child?"
+
+"True," said the major, "there might be doubts raised."
+
+"In that case your son would be very unpleasantly situated."
+
+"It would be fatal to his interests."
+
+"It might cause him to fail in some desirable matrimonial
+alliance."
+
+"O peccato!"
+
+"You must know that in France they are very particular on
+these points; it is not sufficient, as in Italy, to go to
+the priest and say, `We love each other, and want you to
+marry us.' Marriage is a civil affair in France, and in
+order to marry in an orthodox manner you must have papers
+which undeniably establish your identity."
+
+"That is the misfortune! You see I have not these necessary
+papers."
+
+"Fortunately, I have them, though," said Monte Cristo.
+
+"You?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"You have them?"
+
+"I have them."
+
+"Ah, indeed?" said the major, who, seeing the object of his
+journey frustrated by the absence of the papers, feared also
+that his forgetfulness might give rise to some difficulty
+concerning the 48,000 francs -- "ah, indeed, that is a
+fortunate circumstance; yes, that really is lucky, for it
+never occurred to me to bring them."
+
+"I do not at all wonder at it -- one cannot think of
+everything; but, happily, the Abbe Busoni thought for you."
+
+"He is an excellent person."
+
+"He is extremely prudent and thoughtful"
+
+"He is an admirable man," said the major; "and he sent them
+to you?"
+
+"Here they are."
+
+The major clasped his hands in token of admiration. "You
+married Oliva Corsinari in the church of San Paolo del
+Monte-Cattini; here is the priest's certificate."
+
+"Yes indeed, there it is truly," said the Italian, looking
+on with astonishment.
+
+"And here is Andrea Cavalcanti's baptismal register, given
+by the curate of Saravezza."
+
+"All quite correct."
+
+"Take these documents, then; they do not concern me. You
+will give them to your son, who will, of course, take great
+care of them."
+
+"I should think so, indeed! If he were to lose them" --
+
+"Well, and if he were to lose them?" said Monte Cristo.
+
+"In that case," replied the major, "it would be necessary to
+write to the curate for duplicates, and it would be some
+time before they could be obtained."
+
+"It would be a difficult matter to arrange," said Monte
+Cristo.
+
+"Almost an impossibility," replied the major.
+
+"I am very glad to see that you understand the value of
+these papers."
+
+"I regard them as invaluable."
+
+"Now," said Monte Cristo "as to the mother of the young man"
+--
+
+"As to the mother of the young man" -- repeated the Italian,
+with anxiety.
+
+"As regards the Marchesa Corsinari" --
+
+"Really," said the major, "difficulties seem to thicken upon
+us; will she be wanted in any way?"
+
+"No, sir," replied Monte Cristo; "besides, has she not" --
+
+"Yes, sir," said the major, "she has" --
+
+"Paid the last debt of nature?"
+
+"Alas, yes," returned the Italian.
+
+"I knew that," said Monte Cristo; "she has been dead these
+ten years."
+
+"And I am still mourning her loss," exclaimed the major,
+drawing from his pocket a checked handkerchief, and
+alternately wiping first the left and then the right eye.
+
+"What would you have?" said Monte Cristo; "we are all
+mortal. Now, you understand, my dear Monsieur Cavalcanti,
+that it is useless for you to tell people in France that you
+have been separated from your son for fifteen years. Stories
+of gypsies, who steal children, are not at all in vogue in
+this part of the world, and would not be believed. You sent
+him for his education to a college in one of the provinces,
+and now you wish him to complete his education in the
+Parisian world. That is the reason which has induced you to
+leave Via Reggio, where you have lived since the death of
+your wife. That will be sufficient."
+
+"You think so?"
+
+"Certainly."
+
+"Very well, then."
+
+"If they should hear of the separation" --
+
+"Ah, yes; what could I say?"
+
+"That an unfaithful tutor, bought over by the enemies of
+your family" --
+
+"By the Corsinari?"
+
+"Precisely. Had stolen away this child, in order that your
+name might become extinct."
+
+"That is reasonable, since he is an only son."
+
+"Well, now that all is arranged, do not let these newly
+awakened remembrances be forgotten. You have, doubtless,
+already guessed that I was preparing a surprise for you?"
+
+"An agreeable one?" asked the Italian.
+
+"Ah, I see the eye of a father is no more to be deceived
+than his heart."
+
+"Hum!" said the major.
+
+"Some one has told you the secret; or, perhaps, you guessed
+that he was here."
+
+"That who was here?"
+
+"Your child -- your son -- your Andrea!"
+
+"I did guess it," replied the major with the greatest
+possible coolness. "Then he is here?"
+
+"He is," said Monte Cristo; "when the valet de chambre came
+in just now, he told me of his arrival."
+
+"Ah, very well, very well," said the major, clutching the
+buttons of his coat at each exclamation.
+
+"My dear sir," said Monte Cristo, "I understand your
+emotion; you must have time to recover yourself. I will, in
+the meantime, go and prepare the young man for this
+much-desired interview, for I presume that he is not less
+impatient for it than yourself."
+
+"I should quite imagine that to be the case," said
+Cavalcanti.
+
+"Well, in a quarter of an hour he shall be with you."
+
+"You will bring him, then? You carry your goodness so far as
+even to present him to me yourself?"
+
+"No; I do not wish to come between a father and son. Your
+interview will be private. But do not be uneasy; even if the
+powerful voice of nature should be silent, you cannot well
+mistake him; he will enter by this door. He is a fine young
+man, of fair complexion -- a little too fair, perhaps --
+pleasing in manners; but you will see and judge for
+yourself."
+
+"By the way," said the major, "you know I have only the
+2,000 francs which the Abbe Busoni sent me; this sum I have
+expended upon travelling expenses, and" --
+
+"And you want money; that is a matter of course, my dear M.
+Cavalcanti. Well, here are 8,000 francs on account."
+
+The major's eyes sparkled brilliantly.
+
+"It is 40,000 francs which I now owe you," said Monte
+Cristo.
+
+"Does your excellency wish for a receipt?" said the major,
+at the same time slipping the money into the inner pocket of
+his coat.
+
+"For what?" said the count.
+
+"I thought you might want it to show the Abbe Busoni."
+
+"Well, when you receive the remaining 40,000, you shall give
+me a receipt in full. Between honest men such excessive
+precaution is, I think, quite unnecessary."
+
+"Yes, so it is, between perfectly upright people."
+
+"One word more," said Monte Cristo.
+
+"Say on."
+
+"You will permit me to make one remark?"
+
+"Certainly; pray do so."
+
+"Then I should advise you to leave off wearing that style of
+dress."
+
+"Indeed," said the major, regarding himself with an air of
+complete satisfaction.
+
+"Yes. It may be worn at Via Reggio; but that costume,
+however elegant in itself, has long been out of fashion in
+Paris."
+
+"That's unfortunate."
+
+"Oh, if you really are attached to your old mode of dress;
+you can easily resume it when you leave Paris."
+
+"But what shall I wear?"
+
+"What you find in your trunks."
+
+"In my trunks? I have but one portmanteau."
+
+"I dare say you have nothing else with you. What is the use
+of boring one's self with so many things? Besides an old
+soldier always likes to march with as little baggage as
+possible."
+
+"That is just the case -- precisely so."
+
+"But you are a man of foresight and prudence, therefore you
+sent your luggage on before you. It has arrived at the Hotel
+des Princes, Rue de Richelieu. It is there you are to take
+up your quarters."
+
+"Then, in these trunks" --
+
+"I presume you have given orders to your valet de chambre to
+put in all you are likely to need, -- your plain clothes and
+your uniform. On grand occasions you must wear your uniform;
+that will look very well. Do not forget your crosses. They
+still laugh at them in France, and yet always wear them, for
+all that."
+
+"Very well, very well," said the major, who was in ecstasy
+at the attention paid him by the count.
+
+"Now," said Monte Cristo, "that you have fortified yourself
+against all painful excitement, prepare yourself, my dear M.
+Cavalcanti, to meet your lost Andrea." Saying which Monte
+Cristo bowed, and disappeared behind the tapestry, leaving
+the major fascinated beyond expression with the delightful
+reception which he had received at the hands of the count.
+
+
+
+Chapter 56
+Andrea Cavalcanti.
+
+The Count of Monte Cristo entered the adjoining room, which
+Baptistin had designated as the drawing-room, and found
+there a young man, of graceful demeanor and elegant
+appearance, who had arrived in a cab about half an hour
+previously. Baptistin had not found any difficulty in
+recognizing the person who presented himself at the door for
+admittance. He was certainly the tall young man with light
+hair, red heard, black eyes, and brilliant complexion, whom
+his master had so particularly described to him. When the
+count entered the room the young man was carelessly
+stretched on a sofa, tapping his boot with the gold-headed
+cane which he held in his hand. On perceiving the count he
+rose quickly. "The Count of Monte Cristo, I believe?" said
+he.
+
+"Yes, sir, and I think I have the honor of addressing Count
+Andrea Cavalcanti?"
+
+"Count Andrea Cavalcanti," repeated the young man,
+accompanying his words with a bow.
+
+"You are charged with a letter of introduction addressed to
+me, are you not?" said the count.
+
+"I did not mention that, because the signature seemed to me
+so strange."
+
+"The letter signed `Sinbad the Sailor,' is it not?"
+
+"Exactly so. Now, as I have never known any Sinbad, with the
+exception of the one celebrated in the `Thousand and One
+Nights'" --
+
+"Well, it is one of his descendants, and a great friend of
+mine; he is a very rich Englishman, eccentric almost to
+insanity, and his real name is Lord Wilmore."
+
+"Ah, indeed? Then that explains everything that is
+extraordinary," said Andrea. "He is, then, the same
+Englishman whom I met -- at -- ah -- yes, indeed. Well,
+monsieur, I am at your service."
+
+"If what you say be true," replied the count, smiling,
+"perhaps you will be kind enough to give me some account of
+yourself and your family?"
+
+"Certainly, I will do so," said the young man, with a
+quickness which gave proof of his ready invention. "I am (as
+you have said) the Count Andrea Cavalcanti, son of Major
+Bartolomeo Cavalcanti, a descendant of the Cavalcanti whose
+names are inscribed in the golden book at Florence. Our
+family, although still rich (for my father's income amounts
+to half a million), has experienced many misfortunes, and I
+myself was, at the age of five years, taken away by the
+treachery of my tutor, so that for fifteen years I have not
+seen the author of my existence. Since I have arrived at
+years of discretion and become my own master, I have been
+constantly seeking him, but all in vain. At length I
+received this letter from your friend, which states that my
+father is in Paris, and authorizes me to address myself to
+you for information respecting him."
+
+"Really, all you have related to me is exceedingly
+interesting," said Monte Cristo, observing the young man
+with a gloomy satisfaction; "and you have done well to
+conform in everything to the wishes of my friend Sinbad; for
+your father is indeed here, and is seeking you."
+
+The count from the moment of first entering the
+drawing-room, had not once lost sight of the expression of
+the young man's countenance; he had admired the assurance of
+his look and the firmness of his voice; but at these words,
+so natural in themselves, "Your father is indeed here, and
+is seeking you," young Andrea started, and exclaimed, "My
+father? Is my father here?"
+
+"Most undoubtedly," replied Monte Cristo; "your father,
+Major Bartolomeo Cavalcanti." The expression of terror
+which, for the moment, had overspread the features of the
+young man, had now disappeared. "Ah, yes, that is the name,
+certainly. Major Bartolomeo Cavalcanti. And you really mean
+to say; monsieur, that my dear father is here?"
+
+"Yes, sir; and I can even add that I have only just left his
+company. The history which he related to me of his lost son
+touched me to the quick; indeed, his griefs, hopes, and
+fears on that subject might furnish material for a most
+touching and pathetic poem. At length, he one day received a
+letter, stating that the abductors of his son now offered to
+restore him, or at least to give notice where he might be
+found, on condition of receiving a large sum of money, by
+way of ransom. Your father did not hesitate an instant, and
+the sum was sent to the frontier of Piedmont, with a
+passport signed for Italy. You were in the south of France,
+I think?"
+
+"Yes," replied Andrea, with an embarrassed air, "I was in
+the south of France."
+
+"A carriage was to await you at Nice?"
+
+"Precisely so; and it conveyed me from Nice to Genoa, from
+Genoa to Turin, from Turin to Chambery, from Chambery to
+Pont-de-Beauvoisin, and from Pont-de-Beauvoisin to Paris."
+
+"Indeed? Then your father ought to have met with you on the
+road, for it is exactly the same route which he himself
+took, and that is how we have been able to trace your
+journey to this place."
+
+"But," said Andrea, "if my father had met me, I doubt if he
+would have recognized me; I must be somewhat altered since
+he last saw me."
+
+"Oh, the voice of nature," said Monte Cristo.
+
+"True," interrupted the young man, "I had not looked upon it
+in that light."
+
+"Now," replied Monte Cristo "there is only one source of
+uneasiness left in your father's mind, which is this -- he
+is anxious to know how you have been employed during your
+long absence from him, how you have been treated by your
+persecutors, and if they have conducted themselves towards
+you with all the deference due to your rank. Finally, he is
+anxious to see if you have been fortunate enough to escape
+the bad moral influence to which you have been exposed, and
+which is infinitely more to be dreaded than any physical
+suffering; he wishes to discover if the fine abilities with
+which nature had endowed you have been weakened by want of
+culture; and, in short, whether you consider yourself
+capable of resuming and retaining in the world the high
+position to which your rank entitles you."
+
+"Sir!" exclaimed the young man, quite astounded, "I hope no
+false report" --
+
+"As for myself, I first heard you spoken of by my friend
+Wilmore, the philanthropist. I believe he found you in some
+unpleasant position, but do not know of what nature, for I
+did not ask, not being inquisitive. Your misfortunes engaged
+his sympathies, so you see you must have been interesting.
+He told me that he was anxious to restore you to the
+position which you had lost, and that he would seek your
+father until he found him. He did seek, and has found him,
+apparently, since he is here now; and, finally, my friend
+apprised me of your coming, and gave me a few other
+instructions relative to your future fortune. I am quite
+aware that my friend Wilmore is peculiar, but he is sincere,
+and as rich as a gold-mine, consequently, he may indulge his
+eccentricities without any fear of their ruining him, and I
+have promised to adhere to his instructions. Now, sir, pray
+do not be offended at the question I am about to put to you,
+as it comes in the way of my duty as your patron. I would
+wish to know if the misfortunes which have happened to you
+-- misfortunes entirely beyond your control, and which in no
+degree diminish my regard for you -- I would wish to know if
+they have not, in some measure, contributed to render you a
+stranger to the world in which your fortune and your name
+entitle you to make a conspicuous figure?"
+
+"Sir," returned the young man, with a reassurance of manner,
+"make your mind easy on this score. Those who took me from
+my father, and who always intended, sooner or later, to sell
+me again to my original proprietor, as they have now done,
+calculated that, in order to make the most of their bargain,
+it would be politic to leave me in possession of all my
+personal and hereditary worth, and even to increase the
+value, if possible. I have, therefore, received a very good
+education, and have been treated by these kidnappers very
+much as the slaves were treated in Asia Minor, whose masters
+made them grammarians, doctors, and philosophers, in order
+that they might fetch a higher price in the Roman market."
+Monte Cristo smiled with satisfaction; it appeared as if he
+had not expected so much from M. Andrea Cavalcanti.
+"Besides," continued the young man, "if there did appear
+some defect in education, or offence against the established
+forms of etiquette, I suppose it would be excused, in
+consideration of the misfortunes which accompanied my birth,
+and followed me through my youth."
+
+"Well," said Monte Cristo in an indifferent tone, "you will
+do as you please, count, for you are the master of your own
+actions, and are the person most concerned in the matter,
+but if I were you, I would not divulge a word of these
+adventures. Your history is quite a romance, and the world,
+which delights in romances in yellow covers, strangely
+mistrusts those which are bound in living parchment, even
+though they be gilded like yourself. This is the kind of
+difficulty which I wished to represent to you, my dear
+count. You would hardly have recited your touching history
+before it would go forth to the world, and be deemed
+unlikely and unnatural. You would be no longer a lost child
+found, but you would be looked upon as an upstart, who had
+sprung up like a mushroom in the night. You might excite a
+little curiosity, but it is not every one who likes to be
+made the centre of observation and the subject of unpleasant
+remark."
+
+"I agree with you, monsieur," said the young man, turning
+pale, and, in spite of himself, trembling beneath the
+scrutinizing look of his companion, "such consequences would
+be extremely unpleasant."
+
+"Nevertheless, you must not exaggerate the evil," said Monte
+Cristo, "for by endeavoring to avoid one fault you will fall
+into another. You must resolve upon one simple and single
+line of conduct, and for a man of your intelligence, this
+plan is as easy as it is necessary; you must form honorable
+friendships, and by that means counteract the prejudice
+which may attach to the obscurity of your former life."
+Andrea visibly changed countenance. "I would offer myself as
+your surety and friendly adviser," said Monte Cristo, "did I
+not possess a moral distrust of my best friends, and a sort
+of inclination to lead others to doubt them too; therefore,
+in departing from this rule, I should (as the actors say) be
+playing a part quite out of my line, and should, therefore,
+run the risk of being hissed, which would be an act of
+folly."
+
+"However, your excellency," said Andrea, "in consideration
+of Lord Wilmore, by whom I was recommended to you -- "
+
+"Yes, certainly," interrupted Monte Cristo; "but Lord
+Wilmore did not omit to inform me, my dear M. Andrea, that
+the season of your youth was rather a stormy one. Ah," said
+the count, watching Andrea's countenance, "I do not demand
+any confession from you; it is precisely to avoid that
+necessity that your father was sent for from Lucca. You
+shall soon see him. He is a little stiff and pompous in his
+manner, and he is disfigured by his uniform; but when it
+becomes known that he has been for eighteen years in the
+Austrian service, all that will be pardoned. We are not
+generally very severe with the Austrians. In short, you will
+find your father a very presentable person, I assure you."
+
+"Ah, sir, you have given me confidence; it is so long since
+we were separated, that I have not the least remembrance of
+him, and, besides, you know that in the eyes of the world a
+large fortune covers all defects."
+
+"He is a millionaire -- his income is 500,000 francs."
+
+"Then," said the young man, with anxiety, "I shall be sure
+to be placed in an agreeable position."
+
+"One of the most agreeable possible, my dear sir; he will
+allow you an income of 50,000 livres per annum during the
+whole time of your stay in Paris."
+
+"Then in that case I shall always choose to remain there."
+
+"You cannot control circumstances, my dear sir; `man
+proposes, and God disposes.'" Andrea sighed. "But," said he,
+"so long as I do remain in Paris, and nothing forces me to
+quit it, do you mean to tell me that I may rely on receiving
+the sum you just now mentioned to me?"
+
+"You may."
+
+"Shall I receive it from my father?" asked Andrea, with some
+uneasiness.
+
+"Yes, you will receive it from your father personally, but
+Lord Wilmore will be the security for the money. He has, at
+the request of your father, opened an account of 6,000
+francs a month at M. Danglars', which is one of the safest
+banks in Paris."
+
+"And does my father mean to remain long in Paris?" asked
+Andrea.
+
+"Only a few days," replied Monte Cristo. "His service does
+not allow him to absent himself more than two or three weeks
+together."
+
+"Ah, my dear father!" exclaimed Andrea, evidently charmed
+with the idea of his speedy departure.
+
+"Therefore," said Monte Cristo feigning to mistake his
+meaning -- "therefore I will not, for another instant,
+retard the pleasure of your meeting. Are you prepared to
+embrace your worthy father?"
+
+"I hope you do not doubt it."
+
+"Go, then, into the drawing-room, my young friend, where you
+will find your father awaiting you." Andrea made a low bow
+to the count, and entered the adjoining room. Monte Cristo
+watched him till he disappeared, and then touched a spring
+in a panel made to look like a picture, which, in sliding
+partly from the frame, discovered to view a small opening,
+so cleverly contrived that it revealed all that was passing
+in the drawing-room now occupied by Cavalcanti and Andrea.
+The young man closed the door behind him, and advanced
+towards the major, who had risen when he heard steps
+approaching him. "Ah, my dear father!" said Andrea in a loud
+voice, in order that the count might hear him in the next
+room, "is it really you?"
+
+"How do you do, my dear son?" said the major gravely.
+
+"After so many years of painful separation," said Andrea, in
+the same tone of voice, and glancing towards the door, "what
+a happiness it is to meet again!"
+
+"Indeed it is, after so long a separation."
+
+"Will you not embrace me, sir?" said Andrea.
+
+"If you wish it, my son," said the major; and the two men
+embraced each other after the fashion of actors on the
+stage; that is to say, each rested his head on the other's
+shoulder.
+
+"Then we are once more reunited?" said Andrea.
+
+"Once more," replied the major.
+
+"Never more to be separated?"
+
+"Why, as to that -- I think, my dear son, you must be by
+this time so accustomed to France as to look upon it almost
+as a second country."
+
+"The fact is," said the young man, "that I should be
+exceedingly grieved to leave it."
+
+"As for me, you must know I cannot possibly live out of
+Lucca; therefore I shall return to Italy as soon as I can."
+
+"But before you leave France, my dear father, I hope you
+will put me in possession of the documents which will be
+necessary to prove my descent."
+
+"Certainly; I am come expressly on that account; it has cost
+me much trouble to find you, but I had resolved on giving
+them into your hands, and if I had to recommence my search,
+it would occupy all the few remaining years of my life."
+
+"Where are these papers, then?"
+
+"Here they are."
+
+Andrea seized the certificate of his father's marriage and
+his own baptismal register, and after having opened them
+with all the eagerness which might be expected under the
+circumstances, he read them with a facility which proved
+that he was accustomed to similar documents, and with an
+expression which plainly denoted an unusual interest in the
+contents. When he had perused the documents, an indefinable
+expression of pleasure lighted up his countenance, and
+looking at the major with a most peculiar smile, he said, in
+very excellent Tuscan, -- "Then there is no longer any such
+thing, in Italy as being condemned to the galleys?" The
+major drew himself up to his full height.
+
+"Why? -- what do you mean by that question?"
+
+"I mean that if there were, it would be impossible to draw
+up with impunity two such deeds as these. In France, my dear
+sir, half such a piece of effrontery as that would cause you
+to be quickly despatched to Toulon for five years, for
+change of air."
+
+"Will you be good enough to explain your meaning?" said the
+major, endeavoring as much as possible to assume an air of
+the greatest majesty.
+
+"My dear M. Cavalcanti," said Andrea, taking the major by
+the arm in a confidential manner, "how much are you paid for
+being my father?" The major was about to speak, when Andrea
+continued, in a low voice.
+
+"Nonsense, I am going to set you an example of confidence,
+they give me 50,000 francs a year to be your son;
+consequently, you can understand that it is not at all
+likely I shall ever deny my parent." The major looked
+anxiously around him. "Make yourself easy, we are quite
+alone," said Andrea; "besides, we are conversing in
+Italian."
+
+"Well, then," replied the major, "they paid me 50,000 francs
+down."
+
+"Monsieur Cavalcanti," said Andrea, "do you believe in fairy
+tales?"
+
+"I used not to do so, but I really feel now almost obliged
+to have faith in them."
+
+"You have, then, been induced to alter your opinion; you
+have had some proofs of their truth?" The major drew from
+his pocket a handful of gold. "Most palpable proofs," said
+he, "as you may perceive."
+
+"You think, then, that I may rely on the count's promises?"
+
+"Certainly I do."
+
+"You are sure he will keep his word with me?"
+
+"To the letter, but at the same time, remember, we must
+continue to play our respective parts. I, as a tender
+father" --
+
+"And I as a dutiful son, as they choose that I shall be
+descended from you."
+
+"Whom do you mean by they?"
+
+"Ma foi, I can hardly tell, but I was alluding to those who
+wrote the letter; you received one, did you not?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"From whom?"
+
+"From a certain Abbe Busoni."
+
+"Have you any knowledge of him?"
+
+"No, I have never seen him."
+
+"What did he say in the letter?"
+
+"You will promise not to betray me?"
+
+"Rest assured of that; you well know that our interests are
+the same."
+
+"Then read for yourself;" and the major gave a letter into
+the young man's hand. Andrea read in a low voice --
+
+"You are poor; a miserable old age awaits you. Would you
+like to become rich, or at least independent? Set out
+immediately for Paris, and demand of the Count of Monte
+Cristo, Avenue des Champs Elysees, No. 30, the son whom you
+had by the Marchesa Corsinari, and who was taken from you at
+five years of age. This son is named Andrea Cavalcanti. In
+order that you may not doubt the kind intention of the
+writer of this letter, you will find enclosed an order for
+2,400 francs, payable in Florence, at Signor Gozzi's; also a
+letter of introduction to the Count of Monte Cristo, on whom
+I give you a draft of 48,000 francs. Remember to go to the
+count on the 26th May at seven o'clock in the evening.
+
+(Signed)
+
+"Abbe Busoni."
+
+"It is the same."
+
+"What do you mean?" said the major.
+
+"I was going to say that I received a letter almost to the
+same effect."
+
+"You?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"From the Abbe Busoni?"
+
+"No."
+
+"From whom, then?"
+
+"From an Englishman, called Lord Wilmore, who takes the name
+of Sinbad the Sailor."
+
+"And of whom you have no more knowledge than I of the Abbe
+Busoni?"
+
+"You are mistaken; there I am ahead of you."
+
+"You have seen him, then?"
+
+"Yes, once."
+
+"Where?"
+
+"Ah, that is just what I cannot tell you; if I did, I should
+make you as wise as myself, which it is not my intention to
+do."
+
+"And what did the letter contain?"
+
+"Read it."
+
+"`You are poor, and your future prospects are dark and
+gloomy. Do you wish for a name? should you like to be rich,
+and your own master?'"
+
+"Ma foi," said the young man; "was it possible there could
+be two answers to such a question?"
+
+"Take the post-chaise which you will find waiting at the
+Porte de Genes, as you enter Nice; pass through Turin,
+Chambery, and Pont-de-Beauvoisin. Go to the Count of Monte
+Cristo, Avenue des Champs Elysees, on the 26th of May, at
+seven o'clock in the evening, and demand of him your father.
+You are the son of the Marchese Cavalcanti and the Marchesa
+Oliva Corsinari. The marquis will give you some papers which
+will certify this fact, and authorize you to appear under
+that name in the Parisian world. As to your rank, an annual
+income of 50,000 livres will enable you to support it
+admirably. I enclose a draft for 5,000 livres, payable on M.
+Ferrea, banker at Nice, and also a letter of introduction to
+the Count of Monte Cristo, whom I have directed to supply
+all your wants.
+
+"Sinbad the Sailor."
+
+"Humph," said the major; "very good. You have seen the
+count, you say?"
+
+"I have only just left him "
+
+"And has he conformed to all that the letter specified?"
+
+"He has."
+
+"Do you understand it?"
+
+"Not in the least."
+
+"There is a dupe somewhere."
+
+"At all events, it is neither you nor I."
+
+"Certainly not."
+
+"Well, then" --
+
+"Why, it does not much concern us, do you think it does?"
+
+"No; I agree with you there. We must play the game to the
+end, and consent to be blindfold."
+
+"Ah, you shall see; I promise you I will sustain my part to
+admiration."
+
+"I never once doubted your doing so." Monte Cristo chose
+this moment for re-entering the drawing-room. On hearing the
+sound of his footsteps, the two men threw themselves in each
+other's arms, and while they were in the midst of this
+embrace, the count entered. "Well, marquis," said Monte
+Cristo, "you appear to be in no way disappointed in the son
+whom your good fortune has restored to you."
+
+"Ah, your excellency, I am overwhelmed with delight."
+
+"And what are your feelings?" said Monte Cristo, turning to
+the young man.
+
+"As for me, my heart is overflowing with happiness."
+
+"Happy father, happy son!" said the count.
+
+"There is only one thing which grieves me," observed the
+major, "and that is the necessity for my leaving Paris so
+soon."
+
+"Ah, my dear M. Cavalcanti, I trust you will not leave
+before I have had the honor of presenting you to some of my
+friends."
+
+"I am at your service, sir," replied the major.
+
+"Now, sir," said Monte Cristo, addressing Andrea, "make your
+confession."
+
+"To whom?"
+
+"Tell M. Cavalcanti something of the state of your
+finances."
+
+"Ma foi, monsieur, you have touched upon a tender chord."
+
+"Do you hear what he says, major?"
+
+"Certainly I do."
+
+"But do you understand?"
+
+"I do."
+
+"Your son says he requires money."
+
+"Well, what would you have me do?" said the major.
+
+"You should furnish him with some of course," replied Monte
+Cristo.
+
+"I?"
+
+"Yes, you," said the count, at the same time advancing
+towards Andrea, and slipping a packet of bank-notes into the
+young man's hand.
+
+"What is this?"
+
+"It is from your father."
+
+"From my father?"
+
+"Yes; did you not tell him just now that you wanted money?
+Well, then, he deputes me to give you this."
+
+"Am I to consider this as part of my income on account?"
+
+"No, it is for the first expenses of your settling in
+Paris."
+
+"Ah, how good my dear father is!"
+
+"Silence," said Monte Cristo; "he does not wish you to know
+that it comes from him."
+
+"I fully appreciate his delicacy," said Andrea, cramming the
+notes hastily into his pocket.
+
+"And now, gentlemen, I wish you good-morning," said Monte
+Cristo.
+
+"And when shall we have the honor of seeing you again, your
+excellency?" asked Cavalcanti.
+
+"Ah," said Andrea, "when may we hope for that pleasure?"
+
+"On Saturday, if you will -- Yes. -- Let me see -- Saturday
+-- I am to dine at my country house, at Auteuil, on that
+day, Rue de la Fontaine, No. 28. Several persons are
+invited, and among others, M. Danglars, your banker. I will
+introduce you to him, for it will be necessary he should
+know you, as he is to pay your money."
+
+"Full dress?" said the major, half aloud.
+
+"Oh, yes, certainly," said the count; "uniform, cross,
+knee-breeches."
+
+"And how shall I be dressed?" demanded Andrea.
+
+"Oh, very simply; black trousers, patent leather boots,
+white waistcoat, either a black or blue coat, and a long
+cravat. Go to Blin or Veronique for your clothes. Baptistin
+will tell you where, if you do not know their address. The
+less pretension there is in your attire, the better will be
+the effect, as you are a rich man. If you mean to buy any
+horses, get them of Devedeux, and if you purchase a phaeton,
+go to Baptiste for it."
+
+"At what hour shall we come?" asked the young man.
+
+"About half-past six."
+
+"We will be with you at that time," said the major. The two
+Cavalcanti bowed to the count, and left the house. Monte
+Cristo went to the window, and saw them crossing the street,
+arm in arm. "There go two miscreants;" said he, "it is a
+pity they are not really related!" -- then, after an instant
+of gloomy reflection, "Come, I will go to see the Morrels,"
+said he; "I think that disgust is even more sickening than
+hatred."
+
+
+
+Chapter 57
+In the Lucerne Patch.
+
+Our readers must now allow us to transport them again to the
+enclosure surrounding M. de Villefort's house, and, behind
+the gate, half screened from view by the large
+chestnut-trees, which on all sides spread their luxuriant
+branches, we shall find some people of our acquaintance.
+This time Maximilian was the first to arrive. He was
+intently watching for a shadow to appear among the trees,
+and awaiting with anxiety the sound of a light step on the
+gravel walk. At length, the long-desired sound was heard,
+and instead of one figure, as he had expected, he perceived
+that two were approaching him. The delay had been occasioned
+by a visit from Madame Danglars and Eugenie, which had been
+prolonged beyond the time at which Valentine was expected.
+That she might not appear to fail in her promise to
+Maximilian, she proposed to Mademoiselle Danglars that they
+should take a walk in the garden, being anxious to show that
+the delay, which was doubtless a cause of vexation to him,
+was not occasioned by any neglect on her part. The young
+man, with the intuitive perception of a lover, quickly
+understood the circumstances in which she was involuntarily
+placed, and he was comforted. Besides, although she avoided
+coming within speaking distance, Valentine arranged so that
+Maximilian could see her pass and repass, and each time she
+went by, she managed, unperceived by her companion, to cast
+an expressive look at the young man, which seemed to say,
+"Have patience! You see it is not my fault." And Maximilian
+was patient, and employed himself in mentally contrasting
+the two girls, -- one fair, with soft languishing eyes, a
+figure gracefully bending like a weeping willow; the other a
+brunette, with a fierce and haughty expression, and as
+straight as a poplar. It is unnecessary to state that, in
+the eyes of the young man, Valentine did not suffer by the
+contrast. In about half an hour the girls went away, and
+Maximilian understood that Mademoiselle Danglars' visit had
+at last come to an end. In a few minutes Valentine
+re-entered the garden alone. For fear that any one should be
+observing her return, she walked slowly; and instead of
+immediately directing her steps towards the gate, she seated
+herself on a bench, and, carefully casting her eyes around,
+to convince herself that she was not watched, she presently
+arose, and proceeded quickly to join Maximilian.
+
+"Good-evening, Valentine," said a well-known voice.
+
+"Good-evening, Maximilian; I know I have kept you waiting,
+but you saw the cause of my delay."
+
+"Yes, I recognized Mademoiselle Danglars. I was not aware
+that you were so intimate with her."
+
+"Who told you we were intimate, Maximilian?"
+
+"No one, but you appeared to be so. From the manner in which
+you walked and talked together, one would have thought you
+were two school-girls telling your secrets to each other."
+
+"We were having a confidential conversation," returned
+Valentine; "she was owning to me her repugnance to the
+marriage with M. de Morcerf; and I, on the other hand, was
+confessing to her how wretched it made me to think of
+marrying M. d'Epinay."
+
+"Dear Valentine!"
+
+"That will account to you for the unreserved manner which
+you observed between me and Eugenie, as in speaking of the
+man whom I could not love, my thoughts involuntarily
+reverted to him on whom my affections were fixed."
+
+"Ah, how good you are to say so, Valentine! You possess a
+quality which can never belong to Mademoiselle Danglars. It
+is that indefinable charm which is to a woman what perfume
+is to the flower and flavor to the fruit, for the beauty of
+either is not the only quality we seek."
+
+"It is your love which makes you look upon everything in
+that light."
+
+"No, Valentine, I assure you such is not the case. I was
+observing you both when you were walking in the garden, and,
+on my honor, without at all wishing to depreciate the beauty
+of Mademoiselle Danglars, I cannot understand how any man
+can really love her."
+
+"The fact is, Maximilian, that I was there, and my presence
+had the effect of rendering you unjust in your comparison."
+
+"No; but tell me -- it is a question of simple curiosity,
+and which was suggested by certain ideas passing in my mind
+relative to Mademoiselle Danglars" --
+
+"I dare say it is something disparaging which you are going
+to say. It only proves how little indulgence we may expect
+from your sex," interrupted Valentine.
+
+"You cannot, at least, deny that you are very harsh judges
+of each other."
+
+"If we are so, it is because we generally judge under the
+influence of excitement. But return to your question."
+
+"Does Mademoiselle Danglars object to this marriage with M.
+de Morcerf on account of loving another?"
+
+"I told you I was not on terms of strict intimacy with
+Eugenie."
+
+"Yes, but girls tell each other secrets without being
+particularly intimate; own, now, that you did question her
+on the subject. Ah, I see you are smiling."
+
+"If you are already aware of the conversation that passed,
+the wooden partition which interposed between us and you has
+proved but a slight security."
+
+"Come, what did she say?"
+
+"She told me that she loved no one," said Valentine; "that
+she disliked the idea of being married; that she would
+infinitely prefer leading an independent and unfettered
+life; and that she almost wished her father might lose his
+fortune, that she might become an artist, like her friend,
+Mademoiselle Louise d'Armilly."
+
+"Ah, you see" --
+
+"Well, what does that prove?" asked Valentine.
+
+"Nothing," replied Maximilian.
+
+"Then why did you smile?"
+
+"Why, you know very well that you are reflecting on
+yourself, Valentine."
+
+"Do you want me to go away?"
+
+"Ah, no, no. But do not let us lose time; you are the
+subject on which I wish to speak."
+
+"True, we must be quick, for we have scarcely ten minutes
+more to pass together."
+
+"Ma foi," said Maximilian, in consternation.
+
+"Yes, you are right; I am but a poor friend to you. What a
+life I cause you to lead, poor Maximilian, you who are
+formed for happiness! I bitterly reproach myself, I assure
+you."
+
+"Well, what does it signify, Valentine, so long as I am
+satisfied, and feel that even this long and painful suspense
+is amply repaid by five minutes of your society, or two
+words from your lips? And I have also a deep conviction that
+heaven would not have created two hearts, harmonizing as
+ours do, and almost miraculously brought us together, to
+separate us at last."
+
+"Those are kind and cheering words. You must hope for us
+both, Maximilian; that will make me at least partly happy."
+
+"But why must you leave me so soon?"
+
+"I do not know particulars. I can only tell you that Madame
+de Villefort sent to request my presence, as she had a
+communication to make on which a part of my fortune
+depended. Let them take my fortune, I am already too rich;
+and, perhaps, when they have taken it, they will leave me in
+peace and quietness. You would love me as much if I were
+poor, would you not, Maximilian?"
+
+"Oh, I shall always love you. What should I care for either
+riches or poverty, if my Valentine was near me, and I felt
+certain that no one could deprive me of her? But do you not
+fear that this communication may relate to your marriage?"
+
+"I do not think that is the case."
+
+"However it may be, Valentine, you must not be alarmed. I
+assure you that, as long as I live, I shall never love any
+one else!"
+
+"You think to reassure me when you say that, Maximilian."
+
+"Pardon me, you are right. I am a brute. But I was going to
+tell you that I met M. de Morcerf the other day."
+
+"Well?"
+
+"Monsieur Franz is his friend, you know."
+
+"What then?"
+
+"Monsieur de Morcerf has received a letter from Franz,
+announcing his immediate return." Valentine turned pale, and
+leaned her hand against the gate. "Ah heavens, if it were
+that! But no, the communication would not come through
+Madame de Villefort."
+
+"Why not?"
+
+"Because -- I scarcely know why -- but it has appeared as if
+Madame de Villefort secretly objected to the marriage,
+although she did not choose openly to oppose it."
+
+"Is it so? Then I feel as if I could adore Madame de
+Villefort."
+
+"Do not be in such a hurry to do that," said Valentine, with
+a sad smile.
+
+"If she objects to your marrying M. d'Epinay, she would be
+all the more likely to listen to any other proposition."
+
+"No, Maximilian, it is not suitors to which Madame de
+Villefort objects, it is marriage itself."
+
+"Marriage? If she dislikes that so much, why did she ever
+marry herself?"
+
+"You do not understand me, Maximilian. About a year ago, I
+talked of retiring to a convent. Madame de Villefort, in
+spite of all the remarks which she considered it her duty to
+make, secretly approved of the proposition, my father
+consented to it at her instigation, and it was only on
+account of my poor grandfather that I finally abandoned the
+project. You can form no idea of the expression of that old
+man's eye when he looks at me, the only person in the world
+whom he loves, and, I had almost said, by whom he is beloved
+in return. When he learned my resolution, I shall never
+forget the reproachful look which he cast on me, and the
+tears of utter despair which chased each other down his
+lifeless cheeks. Ah, Maximilian, I experienced, at that
+moment, such remorse for my intention, that, throwing myself
+at his feet, I exclaimed, -- `Forgive me, pray forgive me,
+my dear grandfather; they may do what they will with me, I
+will never leave you.' When I had ceased speaking, he
+thankfully raised his eyes to heaven, but without uttering a
+word. Ah, Maximilian, I may have much to suffer, but I feel
+as if my grandfather's look at that moment would more than
+compensate for all."
+
+"Dear Valentine, you are a perfect angel, and I am sure I do
+not know what I -- sabring right and left among the Bedouins
+-- can have done to merit your being revealed to me, unless,
+indeed, heaven took into consideration the fact that the
+victims of my sword were infidels. But tell me what interest
+Madame de Villefort can have in your remaining unmarried?"
+
+"Did I not tell you just now that I was rich, Maximilian --
+too rich? I possess nearly 50,000 livres in right of my
+mother; my grandfather and my grandmother, the Marquis and
+Marquise de Saint-Meran, will leave me as much, and M.
+Noirtier evidently intends making me his heir. My brother
+Edward, who inherits nothing from his mother, will,
+therefore, be poor in comparison with me. Now, if I had
+taken the veil, all this fortune would have descended to my
+father, and, in reversion, to his son."
+
+"Ah, how strange it seems that such a young and beautiful
+woman should be so avaricious."
+
+"It is not for herself that she is so, but for her son, and
+what you regard as a vice becomes almost a virtue when
+looked at in the light of maternal love."
+
+"But could you not compromise matters, and give up a portion
+of your fortune to her son?"
+
+"How could I make such a proposition, especially to a woman
+who always professes to be so entirely disinterested?"
+
+"Valentine, I have always regarded our love in the light of
+something sacred; consequently, I have covered it with the
+veil of respect, and hid it in the innermost recesses of my
+soul. No human being, not even my sister, is aware of its
+existence. Valentine, will you permit me to make a confidant
+of a friend and reveal to him the love I bear you?"
+
+Valentine started. "A friend, Maximilian; and who is this
+friend? I tremble to give my permission."
+
+"Listen, Valentine. Have you never experienced for any one
+that sudden and irresistible sympathy which made you feel as
+if the object of it had been your old and familiar friend,
+though, in reality, it was the first time you had ever met?
+Nay, further, have you never endeavored to recall the time,
+place, and circumstances of your former intercourse, and
+failing in this attempt, have almost believed that your
+spirits must have held converse with each other in some
+state of being anterior to the present, and that you are
+only now occupied in a reminiscence of the past?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Well, that is precisely the feeling which I experienced
+when I first saw that extraordinary man."
+
+"Extraordinary, did you say?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"You have known him for some time, then?"
+
+"Scarcely longer than eight or ten days."
+
+"And do you call a man your friend whom you have only known
+for eight or ten days? Ah, Maximilian, I had hoped you set a
+higher value on the title of friend."
+
+"Your logic is most powerful, Valentine, but say what you
+will, I can never renounce the sentiment which has
+instinctively taken possession of my mind. I feel as if it
+were ordained that this man should be associated with all
+the good which the future may have in store for me, and
+sometimes it really seems as if his eye was able to see what
+was to come, and his hand endowed with the power of
+directing events according to his own will."
+
+"He must be a prophet, then," said Valentine, smiling.
+
+"Indeed," said Maximilian, "I have often been almost tempted
+to attribute to him the gift of prophecy; at all events, he
+has a wonderful power of foretelling any future good."
+
+"Ah," said Valentine in a mournful tone, "do let me see this
+man, Maximilian; he may tell me whether I shall ever be
+loved sufficiently to make amends for all I have suffered."
+
+"My poor girl, you know him already."
+
+"I know him?"
+
+"Yes; it was he who saved the life of your step-mother and
+her son."
+
+"The Count of Monte Cristo?"
+
+"The same."
+
+"Ah," cried Valentine, "he is too much the friend of Madame
+de Villefort ever to be mine."
+
+"The friend of Madame de Villefort! It cannot be; surely,
+Valentine, you are mistaken?"
+
+"No, indeed, I am not; for I assure you, his power over our
+household is almost unlimited. Courted by my step-mother,
+who regards him as the epitome of human wisdom; admired by
+my father, who says he has never before heard such sublime
+ideas so eloquently expressed; idolized by Edward, who,
+notwithstanding his fear of the count's large black eyes,
+runs to meet him the moment he arrives, and opens his hand,
+in which he is sure to find some delightful present, -- M.
+de Monte Cristo appears to exert a mysterious and almost
+uncontrollable influence over all the members of our
+family."
+
+"If such be the case, my dear Valentine, you must yourself
+have felt, or at all events will soon feel, the effects of
+his presence. He meets Albert de Morcerf in Italy -- it is
+to rescue him from the hands of the banditti; he introduces
+himself to Madame Danglars -- it is that he may give her a
+royal present; your step-mother and her son pass before his
+door -- it is that his Nubian may save them from
+destruction. This man evidently possesses the power of
+influencing events, both as regards men and things. I never
+saw more simple tastes united to greater magnificence. His
+smile is so sweet when he addresses me, that I forget it
+ever can be bitter to others. Ah, Valentine, tell me, if he
+ever looked on you with one of those sweet smiles? if so,
+depend on it, you will be happy."
+
+"Me?" said the young girl, "he never even glances at me; on
+the contrary, if I accidentally cross his path, he appears
+rather to avoid me. Ah, he is not generous, neither does he
+possess that supernatural penetration which you attribute to
+him, for if he did, he would have perceived that I was
+unhappy; and if he had been generous, seeing me sad and
+solitary, he would have used his influence to my advantage,
+and since, as you say, he resembles the sun, he would have
+warmed my heart with one of his life-giving rays. You say he
+loves you, Maximilian; how do you know that he does? All
+would pay deference to an officer like you, with a fierce
+mustache and a long sabre, but they think they may crush a
+poor weeping girl with impunity."
+
+"Ah, Valentine, I assure you you are mistaken."
+
+"If it were otherwise -- if he treated me diplomatically --
+that is to say, like a man who wishes, by some means or
+other, to obtain a footing in the house, so that he may
+ultimately gain the power of dictating to its occupants --
+he would, if it had been but once, have honored me with the
+smile which you extol so loudly; but no, he saw that I was
+unhappy, he understood that I could be of no use to him, and
+therefore paid no attention to me whatever. Who knows but
+that, in order to please Madame de Villefort and my father,
+he may not persecute me by every means in his power? It is
+not just that he should despise me so, without any reason.
+Ah, forgive me," said Valentine, perceiving the effect which
+her words were producing on Maximilian: "I have done wrong,
+for I have given utterance to thoughts concerning that man
+which I did not even know existed in my heart. I do not deny
+the influence of which you speak, or that I have not myself
+experienced it, but with me it has been productive of evil
+rather than good."
+
+"Well, Valentine," said Morrel with a sigh, "we will not
+discuss the matter further. I will not make a confidant of
+him."
+
+"Alas," said Valentine, "I see that I have given you pain. I
+can only say how sincerely I ask pardon for having griefed
+you. But, indeed, I am not prejudiced beyond the power of
+conviction. Tell me what this Count of Monte Cristo has done
+for you."
+
+"I own that your question embarrasses me, Valentine, for I
+cannot say that the count has rendered me any ostensible
+service. Still, as I have already told you I have an
+instinctive affection for him, the source of which I cannot
+explain to you. Has the sun done anything for me? No; he
+warms me with his rays, and it is by his light that I see
+you -- nothing more. Has such and such a perfume done
+anything for me? No; its odor charms one of my senses --
+that is all I can say when I am asked why I praise it. My
+friendship for him is as strange and unaccountable as his
+for me. A secret voice seems to whisper to me that there
+must be something more than chance in this unexpected
+reciprocity of friendship. In his most simple actions, as
+well as in his most secret thoughts, I find a relation to my
+own. You will perhaps smile at me when I tell you that, ever
+since I have known this man, I have involuntarily
+entertained the idea that all the good fortune which his
+befallen me originated from him. However, I have managed to
+live thirty years without this protection, you will say; but
+I will endeavor a little to illustrate my meaning. He
+invited me to dine with him on Saturday, which was a very
+natural thing for him to do. Well, what have I learned
+since? That your mother and M. de Villefort are both coming
+to this dinner. I shall meet them there, and who knows what
+future advantages may result from the interview? This may
+appear to you to be no unusual combination of circumstances;
+nevertheless, I perceive some hidden plot in the arrangement
+-- something, in fact, more than is apparent on a casual
+view of the subject. I believe that this singular man, who
+appears to fathom the motives of every one, has purposely
+arranged for me to meet M. and Madame de Villefort, and
+sometimes, I confess, I have gone so far as to try to read
+in his eyes whether he was in possession of the secret of
+our love."
+
+"My good friend," said Valentine, "I should take you for a
+visionary, and should tremble for your reason, if I were
+always to hear you talk in a strain similar to this. Is it
+possible that you can see anything more than the merest
+chance in this meeting? Pray reflect a little. My father,
+who never goes out, has several times been on the point of
+refusing this invitation; Madame de Villefort, on the
+contrary, is burning with the desire of seeing this
+extraordinary nabob in his own house, therefore, she has
+with great difficulty prevailed on my father to accompany
+her. No, no; it is as I have said, Maximilian, -- there is
+no one in the world of whom I can ask help but yourself and
+my grandfather, who is little better than a corpse."
+
+"I see that you are right, logically speaking," said
+Maximilian; "but the gentle voice which usually has such
+power over me fails to convince me to-day."
+
+"I feel the same as regards yourself." said Valentine; "and
+I own that, if you have no stronger proof to give me" --
+
+"I have another," replied Maximilian; "but I fear you will
+deem it even more absurd than the first."
+
+"So much the worse," said Valentine, smiling.
+
+"It is, nevertheless, conclusive to my mind. My ten years of
+service have also confirmed my ideas on the subject of
+sudden inspirations, for I have several times owed my life
+to a mysterious impulse which directed me to move at once
+either to the right or to the left, in order to escape the
+ball which killed the comrade fighting by my side, while it
+left me unharmed."
+
+"Dear Maximilian, why not attribute your escape to my
+constant prayers for your safety? When you are away, I no
+longer pray for myself, but for you."
+
+"Yes, since you have known me," said Morrel, smiling; "but
+that cannot apply to the time previous to our acquaintance,
+Valentine."
+
+"You are very provoking, and will not give me credit for
+anything; but let me hear this second proof, which you
+yourself own to be absurd."
+
+"Well, look through this opening, and you will see the
+beautiful new horse which I rode here."
+
+"Ah, what a beautiful creature!" cried Valentine; "why did
+you not bring him close to the gate, so that I could talk to
+him and pat him?"
+
+"He is, as you see, a very valuable animal," said
+Maximilian. "You know that my means are limited, and that I
+am what would be designated a man of moderate pretensions.
+Well, I went to a horse dealer's, where I saw this
+magnificent horse, which I have named Medeah. I asked the
+price; they told me it was 4,500 francs. I was, therefore,
+obliged to give it up, as you may imagine, but I own I went
+away with rather a heavy heart, for the horse had looked at
+me affectionately, had rubbed his head against me and, when
+I mounted him, had pranced in the most delightful way
+imaginable, so that I was altogether fascinated with him.
+The same evening some friends of mine visited me, -- M. de
+Chateau-Renaud, M. Debray, and five or six other choice
+spirits, whom you do not know, even by name. They proposed a
+game of bouillotte. I never play, for I am not rich enough
+to afford to lose, or sufficiently poor to desire to gain.
+But I was at my own house, you understand, so there was
+nothing to be done but to send for the cards, which I did.
+
+"Just as they were sitting down to table, M. de Monte Cristo
+arrived. He took his seat amongst them; they played, and I
+won. I am almost ashamed to say that my gains amounted to
+5,000 francs. We separated at midnight. I could not defer my
+pleasure, so I took a cabriolet and drove to the horse
+dealer's. Feverish and excited, I rang at the door. The
+person who opened it must have taken me for a madman, for I
+rushed at once to the stable. Medeah was standing at the
+rack, eating his hay. I immediately put on the saddle and
+bridle, to which operation he lent himself with the best
+grace possible; then, putting the 4,500 francs into the
+hands of the astonished dealer, I proceeded to fulfil my
+intention of passing the night in riding in the Champs
+Elysees. As I rode by the count's house I perceived a light
+in one of the windows, and fancied I saw the shadow of his
+figure moving behind the curtain. Now, Valentine, I firmly
+believe that he knew of my wish to possess this horse, and
+that he lost expressly to give me the means of procuring
+him."
+
+"My dear Maximilian, you are really too fanciful; you will
+not love even me long. A man who accustoms himself to live
+in such a world of poetry and imagination must find far too
+little excitement in a common, every-day sort of attachment
+such as ours. But they are calling me. Do you hear?"
+
+"Ah, Valentine," said Maximilian, "give me but one finger
+through this opening in the grating, one finger, the
+littlest finger of all, that I may have the happiness of
+kissing it."
+
+"Maximilian, we said we would be to each other as two
+voices, two shadows."
+
+"As you will, Valentine."
+
+"Shall you be happy if I do what you wish?"
+
+"Oh, yes!" Valentine mounted on a bench, and passed not only
+her finger but her whole hand through the opening.
+Maximilian uttered a cry of delight, and, springing
+forwards, seized the hand extended towards him, and
+imprinted on it a fervent and impassioned kiss. The little
+hand was then immediately withdrawn, and the young man saw
+Valentine hurrying towards the house, as though she were
+almost terrified at her own sensations.
+
+
+
+Chapter 58
+M. Noirtier de Villefort.
+
+We will now relate what was passing in the house of the
+king's attorney after the departure of Madame Danglars and
+her daughter, and during the time of the conversation
+between Maximilian and Valentine, which we have just
+detailed. M. de Villefort entered his father's room,
+followed by Madame de Villefort. Both of the visitors, after
+saluting the old man and speaking to Barrois, a faithful
+servant, who had been twenty-five years in his service, took
+their places on either side of the paralytic.
+
+M. Noirtier was sitting in an arm-chair, which moved upon
+casters, in which he was wheeled into the room in the
+morning, and in the same way drawn out again at night. He
+was placed before a large glass, which reflected the whole
+apartment, and so, without any attempt to move, which would
+have been impossible, he could see all who entered the room
+and everything which was going on around him. M. Noirtier,
+although almost as immovable as a corpse, looked at the
+newcomers with a quick and intelligent expression,
+perceiving at once, by their ceremonious courtesy, that they
+were come on business of an unexpected and official
+character. Sight and hearing were the only senses remaining,
+and they, like two solitary sparks, remained to animate the
+miserable body which seemed fit for nothing but the grave;
+it was only, however, by means of one of these senses that
+he could reveal the thoughts and feelings that still
+occupied his mind, and the look by which he gave expression
+to his inner life was like the distant gleam of a candle
+which a traveller sees by night across some desert place,
+and knows that a living being dwells beyond the silence and
+obscurity. Noirtier's hair was long and white, and flowed
+over his shoulders; while in his eyes, shaded by thick black
+lashes, was concentrated, as it often happens with an organ
+which is used to the exclusion of the others, all the
+activity, address, force, and intelligence which were
+formerly diffused over his whole body; and so although the
+movement of the arm, the sound of the voice, and the agility
+of the body, were wanting, the speaking eye sufficed for
+all. He commanded with it; it was the medium through which
+his thanks were conveyed. In short, his whole appearance
+produced on the mind the impression of a corpse with living
+eyes, and nothing could be more startling than to observe
+the expression of anger or joy suddenly lighting up these
+organs, while the rest of the rigid and marble-like features
+were utterly deprived of the power of participation. Three
+persons only could understand this language of the poor
+paralytic; these were Villefort, Valentine, and the old
+servant of whom we have already spoken. But as Villefort saw
+his father but seldom, and then only when absolutely
+obliged, and as he never took any pains to please or gratify
+him when he was there, all the old man's happiness was
+centred in his granddaughter. Valentine, by means of her
+love, her patience, and her devotion, had learned to read in
+Noirtier's look all the varied feelings which were passing
+in his mind. To this dumb language, which was so
+unintelligible to others, she answered by throwing her whole
+soul into the expression of her countenance, and in this
+manner were the conversations sustained between the blooming
+girl and the helpless invalid, whose body could scarcely be
+called a living one, but who, nevertheless, possessed a fund
+of knowledge and penetration, united with a will as powerful
+as ever although clogged by a body rendered utterly
+incapable of obeying its impulses. Valentine had solved the
+problem, and was able easily to understand his thoughts, and
+to convey her own in return, and, through her untiring and
+devoted assiduity, it was seldom that, in the ordinary
+transactions of every-day life, she failed to anticipate the
+wishes of the living, thinking mind, or the wants of the
+almost inanimate body. As to the servant, he had, as we have
+said, been with his master for five and twenty years,
+therefore he knew all his habits, and it was seldom that
+Noirtier found it necessary to ask for anything, so prompt
+was he in administering to all the necessities of the
+invalid. Villefort did not need the help of either Valentine
+or the domestic in order to carry on with his father the
+strange conversation which he was about to begin. As we have
+said, he perfectly understood the old man's vocabulary, and
+if he did not use it more often, it was only indifference
+and ennui which prevented him from so doing. He therefore
+allowed Valentine to go into the garden, sent away Barrois,
+and after having seated himself at his father's right hand,
+while Madame de Villefort placed herself on the left, he
+addressed him thus: --
+
+"I trust you will not be displeased, sir, that Valentine has
+not come with us, or that I dismissed Barrois, for our
+conference will be one which could not with propriety be
+carried on in the presence of either. Madame de Villefort
+and I have a communication to make to you."
+
+Noirtier's face remained perfectly passive during this long
+preamble, while, on the contrary, Villefort's eye was
+endeavoring to penetrate into the inmost recesses of the old
+man's heart.
+
+"This communication," continued the procureur, in that cold
+and decisive tone which seemed at once to preclude all
+discussion, "will, we are sure, meet with your approbation."
+The eye of the invalid still retained that vacancy of
+expression which prevented his son from obtaining any
+knowledge of the feelings which were passing in his mind; he
+listened, nothing more. "Sir," resumed Villefort, "we are
+thinking of marrying Valentine." Had the old man's face been
+moulded in wax it could not have shown less emotion at this
+news than was now to be traced there. "The marriage will
+take place in less than three months," said Villefort.
+Noirtier's eye still retained its inanimate expression.
+
+Madame de Villefort now took her part in the conversation
+and added, -- "We thought this news would possess an
+interest for you, sir, who have always entertained a great
+affection for Valentine; it therefore only now remains for
+us to tell you the name of the young man for whom she is
+destined. It is one of the most desirable connections which
+could possibly be formed; he possesses fortune, a high rank
+in society, and every personal qualification likely to
+render Valentine supremely happy, -- his name, moreover,
+cannot be wholly unknown to you. It is M. Franz de Quesnel,
+Baron d'Epinay."
+
+While his wife was speaking, Villefort had narrowly watched
+the old man's countenance. When Madame de Villefort
+pronounced the name of Franz, the pupil of M. Noirtier's eye
+began to dilate, and his eyelids trembled with the same
+movement that may be perceived on the lips of an individual
+about to speak, and he darted a lightning glance at Madame
+de Villefort and his son. The procureur, who knew the
+political hatred which had formerly existed between M.
+Noirtier and the elder d'Epinay, well understood the
+agitation and anger which the announcement had produced;
+but, feigning not to perceive either, he immediately resumed
+the narrative begun by his wife. "Sir," said he, "you are
+aware that Valentine is about to enter her nineteenth year,
+which renders it important that she should lose no time in
+forming a suitable alliance. Nevertheless, you have not been
+forgotten in our plans, and we have fully ascertained
+beforehand that Valentine's future husband will consent, not
+to live in this house, for that might not be pleasant for
+the young people, but that you should live with them; so
+that you and Valentine, who are so attached to each other,
+would not be separated, and you would be able to pursue
+exactly the same course of life which you have hitherto
+done, and thus, instead of losing, you will be a gainer by
+the change, as it will secure to you two children instead of
+one, to watch over and comfort you."
+
+Noirtier's look was furious; it was very evident that
+something desperate was passing in the old man's mind, for a
+cry of anger and grief rose in his throat, and not being
+able to find vent in utterance, appeared almost to choke
+him, for his face and lips turned quite purple with the
+struggle. Villefort quietly opened a window, saying, "It is
+very warm, and the heat affects M. Noirtier." He then
+returned to his place, but did not sit down. "This
+marriage," added Madame de Villefort, "is quite agreeable to
+the wishes of M. d'Epinay and his family; besides, he had no
+relations nearer than an uncle and aunt, his mother having
+died at his birth, and his father having been assassinated
+in 1815, that is to say, when he was but two years old; it
+naturally followed that the child was permitted to choose
+his own pursuits, and he has, therefore, seldom acknowledged
+any other authority but that of his own will."
+
+"That assassination was a mysterious affair," said
+Villefort, "and the perpetrators have hitherto escaped
+detection, although suspicion has fallen on the head of more
+than one person." Noirtier made such an effort that his lips
+expanded into a smile.
+
+"Now," continued Villefort, "those to whom the guilt really
+belongs, by whom the crime was committed, on whose heads the
+justice of man may probably descend here, and the certain
+judgment of God hereafter, would rejoice in the opportunity
+thus afforded of bestowing such a peace-offering as
+Valentine on the son of him whose life they so ruthlessly
+destroyed." Noirtier had succeeded in mastering his emotion
+more than could have been deemed possible with such an
+enfeebled and shattered frame. "Yes, I understand," was the
+reply contained in his look; and this look expressed a
+feeling of strong indignation, mixed with profound contempt.
+Villefort fully understood his father's meaning, and
+answered by a slight shrug of his shoulders. He then
+motioned to his wife to take leave. "Now sir," said Madame
+de Villefort, "I must bid you farewell. Would you like me to
+send Edward to you for a short time?"
+
+It had been agreed that the old man should express his
+approbation by closing his eyes, his refusal by winking them
+several times, and if he had some desire or feeling to
+express, he raised them to heaven. If he wanted Valentine,
+he closed his right eye only, and if Barrois, the left. At
+Madame de Villefort's proposition he instantly winked his
+eyes. Provoked by a complete refusal, she bit her lip and
+said, "Then shall I send Valentine to you?" The old man
+closed his eyes eagerly, thereby intimating that such was
+his wish. M. and Madame de Villefort bowed and left the
+room, giving orders that Valentine should be summoned to her
+grandfather's presence, and feeling sure that she would have
+much to do to restore calmness to the perturbed spirit of
+the invalid. Valentine, with a color still heightened by
+emotion, entered the room just after her parents had quitted
+it. One look was sufficient to tell her that her grandfather
+was suffering, and that there was much on his mind which he
+was wishing to communicate to her. "Dear grandpapa," cried
+she, "what has happened? They have vexed you, and you are
+angry?" The paralytic closed his eyes in token of assent.
+"Who has displeased you? Is it my father?"
+
+"No."
+
+"Madame de Villefort?"
+
+"No."
+
+"Me?" The former sign was repeated. "Are you displeased with
+me?" cried Valentine in astonishment. M. Noirtier again
+closed his eyes. "And what have I done, dear grandpapa, that
+you should be angry with me?" cried Valentine.
+
+There was no answer, and she continued. "I have not seen you
+all day. Has any one been speaking to you against me?"
+
+"Yes," said the old man's look, with eagerness.
+
+"Let me think a moment. I do assure you, grandpapa -- Ah --
+M. and Madame de Villefort have just left this room, have
+they not?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"And it was they who told you something which made you
+angry? What was it then? May I go and ask them, that I may
+have the opportunity of making my peace with you?"
+
+"No, no," said Noirtier's look.
+
+"Ah, you frighten me. What can they have said?" and she
+again tried to think what it could be.
+
+"Ah, I know," said she, lowering her voice and going close
+to the old man. "They have been speaking of my marriage, --
+have they not?"
+
+"Yes," replied the angry look.
+
+"I understand; you are displeased at the silence I have
+preserved on the subject. The reason of it was, that they
+had insisted on my keeping the matter a secret, and begged
+me not to tell you anything of it. They did not even
+acquaint me with their intentions, and I only discovered
+them by chance, that is why I have been so reserved with
+you, dear grandpapa. Pray forgive me." But there was no look
+calculated to reassure her; all it seemed to say was, "It is
+not only your reserve which afflicts me."
+
+"What is it, then?" asked the young girl. "Perhaps you think
+I shall abandon you, dear grandpapa, and that I shall forget
+you when I am married?"
+
+"No."
+
+"They told you, then, that M. d'Epinay consented to our all
+living together?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Then why are you still vexed and grieved?" The old man's
+eyes beamed with an expression of gentle affection. "Yes, I
+understand," said Valentine; "it is because you love me."
+The old man assented. "And you are afraid I shall be
+unhappy?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"You do not like M. Franz?" The eyes repeated several times,
+"No, no, no."
+
+"Then you are vexed with the engagement?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Well, listen," said Valentine, throwing herself on her
+knees, and putting her arm round her grandfather's neck, "I
+am vexed, too, for I do not love M. Franz d'Epinay." An
+expression of intense joy illumined the old man's eyes.
+"When I wished to retire into a convent, you remember how
+angry you were with me?" A tear trembled in the eye of the
+invalid. "Well," continued Valentine, "the reason of my
+proposing it was that I might escape this hateful marriage,
+which drives me to despair." Noirtier's breathing came thick
+and short. "Then the idea of this marriage really grieves
+you too? Ah, if you could but help me -- if we could both
+together defeat their plan! But you are unable to oppose
+them, -- you, whose mind is so quick, and whose will is so
+firm are nevertheless, as weak and unequal to the contest as
+I am myself. Alas, you, who would have been such a powerful
+protector to me in the days of your health and strength, can
+now only sympathize in my joys and sorrows, without being
+able to take any active part in them. However, this is much,
+and calls for gratitude and heaven has not taken away all my
+blessings when it leaves me your sympathy and kindness."
+
+At these words there appeared in Noirtier's eye an
+expression of such deep meaning that the young girl thought
+she could read these words there: "You are mistaken; I can
+still do much for you."
+
+"Do you think you can help me, dear grandpapa?" said
+Valentine.
+
+"Yes." Noirtier raised his eyes, it was the sign agreed on
+between him and Valentine when he wanted anything.
+
+"What is it you want, dear grandpapa?" said Valentine, and
+she endeavored to recall to mind all the things which he
+would be likely to need; and as the ideas presented
+themselves to her mind, she repeated them aloud, then, --
+finding that all her efforts elicited nothing but a constant
+"No," -- she said, "Come, since this plan does not answer, I
+will have recourse to another." She then recited all the
+letters of the alphabet from A down to N. When she arrived
+at that letter the paralytic made her understand that she
+had spoken the initial letter of the thing he wanted. "Ah,"
+said Valentine, "the thing you desire begins with the letter
+N; it is with N that we have to do, then. Well, let me see,
+what can you want that begins with N? Na -- Ne -- Ni -- No"
+--
+
+"Yes, yes, yes," said the old man's eye.
+
+"Ah, it is No, then?"
+
+"Yes." Valentine fetched a dictionary, which she placed on a
+desk before Noirtier; she opened it, and, seeing that the
+odd man's eye was thoroughly fixed on its pages, she ran her
+finger quickly up and down the columns. During the six years
+which had passed since Noirtier first fell into this sad
+state, Valentine's powers of invention had been too often
+put to the test not to render her expert in devising
+expedients for gaining a knowledge of his wishes, and the
+constant practice had so perfected her in the art that she
+guessed the old man's meaning as quickly as if he himself
+had been able to seek for what he wanted. At the word
+"Notary," Noirtier made a sign to her to stop. "Notary,"
+said she, "do you want a notary, dear grandpapa?" The old
+man again signified that it was a notary he desired.
+
+"You would wish a notary to be sent for then?" said
+Valentine.
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Shall my father be informed of your wish?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Do you wish the notary to be sent for immediately?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Then they shall go for him directly, dear grandpapa. Is
+that all you want?"
+
+"Yes." Valentine rang the bell, and ordered the servant to
+tell Monsieur or Madame de Villefort that they were
+requested to come to M. Noirtier's room. "Are you satisfied
+now?" inquired Valentine.
+
+"Yes."
+
+"I am sure you are; it is not very difficult to discover
+that," -- and the young girl smiled on her grandfather, as
+if he had been a child. M. de Villefort entered, followed by
+Barrois. "What do you want me for, sir?" demanded he of the
+paralytic.
+
+"Sir," said Valentine, "my grandfather wishes for a notary."
+At this strange and unexpected demand M. de Villefort and
+his father exchanged looks. "Yes," motioned the latter, with
+a firmness which seemed to declare that with the help of
+Valentine and his old servant, who both knew what his wishes
+were, he was quite prepared to maintain the contest. "Do you
+wish for a notary?" asked Villefort.
+
+"Yes."
+
+"What to do?"
+
+Noirtier made no answer. "What do you want with a notary?"
+again repeated Villefort. The invalid's eye remained fixed,
+by which expression he intended to intimate that his
+resolution was unalterable. "Is it to do us some ill turn?
+Do you think it is worth while?" said Villefort.
+
+"Still," said Barrois, with the freedom and fidelity of an
+old servant, "if M. Noirtier asks for a notary, I suppose he
+really wishes for a notary; therefore I shall go at once and
+fetch one." Barrois acknowledged no master but Noirtier, and
+never allowed his desires in any way to be contradicted.
+
+"Yes, I do want a notary," motioned the old man, shutting
+his eyes with a look of defiance, which seemed to say, "and
+I should like to see the person who dares to refuse my
+request."
+
+"You shall have a notary, as you absolutely wish for one,
+sir," said Villefort; "but I shall explain to him your state
+of health, and make excuses for you, for the scene cannot
+fail of being a most ridiculous one."
+
+"Never mind that," said Barrois; "I shall go and fetch a
+notary, nevertheless," -- and the old servant departed
+triumphantly on his mission.
+
+
+
+Chapter 59
+The Will.
+
+As soon as Barrois had left the room, Noirtier looked at
+Valentine with a malicious expression that said many things.
+The young girl perfectly understood the look, and so did
+Villefort, for his countenance became clouded, and he
+knitted his eyebrows angrily. He took a seat, and quietly
+awaited the arrival of the notary. Noirtier saw him seat
+himself with an appearance of perfect indifference, at the
+same time giving a side look at Valentine, which made her
+understand that she also was to remain in the room.
+Three-quarters of an hour after, Barrois returned, bringing
+the notary with him. "Sir," said Villefort, after the first
+salutations were over, "you were sent for by M. Noirtier,
+whom you see here. All his limbs have become completely
+paralysed, he has lost his voice also, and we ourselves find
+much trouble in endeavoring to catch some fragments of his
+meaning." Noirtier cast an appealing look on Valentine,
+which look was at once so earnest and imperative, that she
+answered immediately. "Sir," said she, "I perfectly
+understand my grandfather's meaning at all times."
+
+"That is quite true," said Barrois; "and that is what I told
+the gentleman as we walked along."
+
+"Permit me," said the notary, turning first to Villefort and
+then to Valentine -- "permit me to state that the case in
+question is just one of those in which a public officer like
+myself cannot proceed to act without thereby incurring a
+dangerous responsibility. The first thing necessary to
+render an act valid is, that the notary should be thoroughly
+convinced that he has faithfully interpreted the will and
+wishes of the person dictating the act. Now I cannot be sure
+of the approbation or disapprobation of a client who cannot
+speak, and as the object of his desire or his repugnance
+cannot be clearly proved to me, on account of his want of
+speech, my services here would be quite useless, and cannot
+be legally exercised." The notary then prepared to retire.
+An imperceptible smile of triumph was expressed on the lips
+of the procureur. Noirtier looked at Valentine with an
+expression so full of grief, that she arrested the departure
+of the notary. "Sir," said she, "the language which I speak
+with my grandfather may be easily learnt, and I can teach
+you in a few minutes, to understand it almost as well as I
+can myself. Will you tell me what you require, in order to
+set your conscience quite at ease on the subject?"
+
+"In order to render an act valid, I must be certain of the
+approbation or disapprobation of my client. Illness of body
+would not affect the validity of the deed, but sanity of
+mind is absolutely requisite."
+
+"Well, sir, by the help of two signs, with which I will
+acquaint you presently, you may ascertain with perfect
+certainty that my grandfather is still in the full
+possession of all his mental faculties. M. Noirtier, being
+deprived of voice and motion, is accustomed to convey his
+meaning by closing his eyes when he wishes to signify `yes,'
+and to wink when he means `no.' You now know quite enough to
+enable you to converse with M. Noirtier; -- try." Noirtier
+gave Valentine such a look of tenderness and gratitude that
+it was comprehended even by the notary himself. "You have
+heard and understood what your granddaughter has been
+saying, sir, have you?" asked the notary. Noirtier closed
+his eyes. "And you approve of what she said -- that is to
+say, you declare that the signs which she mentioned are
+really those by means of which you are accustomed to convey
+your thoughts?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"It was you who sent for me?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"To make your will?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"And you do not wish me to go away without fulfilling your
+original intentions?" The old man winked violently. "Well,
+sir," said the young girl, "do you understand now, and is
+your conscience perfectly at rest on the subject?" But
+before the notary could answer, Villefort had drawn him
+aside. "Sir," said he, "do you suppose for a moment that a
+man can sustain a physical shock, such as M. Noirtier has
+received, without any detriment to his mental faculties?"
+
+"It is not exactly that, sir," said the notary, "which makes
+me uneasy, but the difficulty will be in wording his
+thoughts and intentions, so as to be able to get his
+answers."
+
+"You must see that to be an utter impossibility," said
+Villefort. Valentine and the old man heard this
+conversation, and Noirtier fixed his eye so earnestly on
+Valentine that she felt bound to answer to the look.
+
+"Sir," said she, "that need not make you uneasy, however
+difficult it may at first sight appear to be. I can discover
+and explain to you my grandfather's thoughts, so as to put
+an end to all your doubts and fears on the subject. I have
+now been six years with M. Noirtier, and let him tell you if
+ever once, during that time, he has entertained a thought
+which he was unable to make me understand."
+
+"No," signed the old man.
+
+"Let us try what we can do, then," said the notary. "You
+accept this young lady as your interpreter, M. Noirtier?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Well, sir, what do you require of me, and what document is
+it that you wish to be drawn up?" Valentine named all the
+letters of the alphabet until she came to W. At this letter
+the eloquent eye of Noirtier gave her notice that she was to
+stop. "It is very evident that it is the letter W which M.
+Noirtier wants," said the notary. "Wait," said Valentine;
+and, turning to her grandfather, she repeated, "Wa -- We --
+Wi" -- The old man stopped her at the last syllable.
+Valentine then took the dictionary, and the notary watched
+her while she turned over the pages. She passed her finger
+slowly down the columns, and when she came to the word
+"Will," M. Noirtier's eye bade her stop. "Will," said the
+notary; "it is very evident that M. Noirtier is desirous of
+making his will."
+
+"Yes, yes, yes," motioned the invalid.
+
+"Really, sir, you must allow that this is most
+extraordinary," said the astonished notary, turning to M. de
+Villefort. "Yes," said the procureur, "and I think the will
+promises to be yet more extraordinary, for I cannot see how
+it is to be drawn up without the intervention of Valentine,
+and she may, perhaps, be considered as too much interested
+in its contents to allow of her being a suitable interpreter
+of the obscure and ill-defined wishes of her grandfather."
+
+"No, no, no," replied the eye of the paralytic.
+
+"What?" said Villefort, "do you mean to say that Valentine
+is not interested in your will?"
+
+"No."
+
+"Sir," said the notary, whose interest had been greatly
+excited, and who had resolved on publishing far and wide the
+account of this extraordinary and picturesque scene, "what
+appeared so impossible to me an hour ago, has now become
+quite easy and practicable, and this may be a perfectly
+valid will, provided it be read in the presence of seven
+witnesses, approved by the testator, and sealed by the
+notary in the presence of the witnesses. As to the time, it
+will not require very much more than the generality of
+wills. There are certain forms necessary to be gone through,
+and which are always the same. As to the details, the
+greater part will be furnished afterwards by the state in
+which we find the affairs of the testator, and by yourself,
+who, having had the management of them, can doubtless give
+full information on the subject. But besides all this, in
+order that the instrument may not be contested, I am anxious
+to give it the greatest possible authenticity, therefore,
+one of my colleagues will help me, and, contrary to custom,
+will assist in the dictation of the testament. Are you
+satisfied, sir?" continued the notary, addressing the old
+man.
+
+"Yes," looked the invalid, his eye beaming with delight at
+the ready interpretation of his meaning.
+
+"What is he going to do?" thought Villefort, whose position
+demanded much reserve, but who was longing to know what his
+father's intentions were. He left the room to give orders
+for another notary to be sent, but Barrois, who had heard
+all that passed, had guessed his master's wishes, and had
+already gone to fetch one. The procureur then told his wife
+to come up. In the course of a quarter of an hour every one
+had assembled in the chamber of the paralytic; the second
+notary had also arrived. A few words sufficed for a mutual
+understanding between the two officers of the law. They read
+to Noirtier the formal copy of a will, in order to give him
+an idea of the terms in which such documents are generally
+couched; then, in order to test the capacity of the
+testator, the first notary said, turning towards him, --
+"When an individual makes his will, it is generally in favor
+or in prejudice of some person."
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Have you an exact idea of the amount of your fortune?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"I will name to you several sums which will increase by
+gradation; you will stop me when I reach the one
+representing the amount of your own possessions?"
+
+"Yes." There was a kind of solemnity in this interrogation.
+Never had the struggle between mind and matter been more
+apparent than now, and if it was not a sublime, it was, at
+least, a curious spectacle. They had formed a circle round
+the invalid; the second notary was sitting at a table,
+prepared for writing, and his colleague was standing before
+the testator in the act of interrogating him on the subject
+to which we have alluded. "Your fortune exceeds 300,000
+francs, does it not?" asked he. Noirtier made a sign that it
+did. "Do you possess 400,000 francs?" inquired the notary.
+Noirtier's eye remained immovable. "Five hundred thousand?"
+The same expression continued. "Six hundred thousand --
+700,000 -- 800,000 -- 900,000?" Noirtier stopped him at the
+last-named sum. "You are then in possession of 900,000
+francs?" asked the notary. "Yes."
+
+"In landed property?"
+
+"No."
+
+"In stock?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"The stock is in your own hands?" The look which M. Noirtier
+cast on Barrois showed that there was something wanting
+which he knew where to find. The old servant left the room,
+and presently returned, bringing with him a small casket.
+"Do you permit us to open this casket?" asked the notary.
+Noirtier gave his assent. They opened it, and found 900,000
+francs in bank scrip. The first notary handed over each
+note, as he examined it, to his colleague.
+
+The total amount was found to be as M. Noirtier had stated.
+"It is all as he has said; it is very evident that the mind
+still retains its full force and vigor." Then, turning
+towards the paralytic, he said, "You possess, then, 900,000
+francs of capital, which, according to the manner in which
+you have invested it, ought to bring in an income of about
+40,000 livres?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"To whom do you desire to leave this fortune?"
+
+"Oh," said Madame de Villefort, "there is not much doubt on
+that subject. M. Noirtier tenderly loves his granddaughter,
+Mademoiselle de Villefort; it is she who has nursed and
+tended him for six years, and has, by her devoted attention,
+fully secured the affection, I had almost said the
+gratitude, of her grandfather, and it is but just that she
+should reap the fruit of her devotion." The eye of Noirtier
+clearly showed by its expression that he was not deceived by
+the false assent given by Madame de Villefort's words and
+manner to the motives which she supposed him to entertain.
+"Is it, then, to Mademoiselle Valentine de Villefort that
+you leave these 900,000 francs?" demanded the notary,
+thinking he had only to insert this clause, but waiting
+first for the assent of Noirtier, which it was necessary
+should be given before all the witnesses of this singular
+scene. Valentine, when her name was made the subject of
+discussion, had stepped back, to escape unpleasant
+observation; her eyes were cast down, and she was crying.
+The old man looked at her for an instant with an expression
+of the deepest tenderness, then, turning towards the notary,
+he significantly winked his eye in token of dissent.
+
+"What," said the notary, "do you not intend making
+Mademoiselle Valentine de Villefort your residuary legatee?"
+
+"No."
+
+"You are not making any mistake, are you?" said the notary;
+"you really mean to declare that such is not your
+intention?"
+
+"No," repeated Noirtier; "No." Valentine raised her head,
+struck dumb with astonishment. It was not so much the
+conviction that she was disinherited that caused her grief,
+but her total inability to account for the feelings which
+had provoked her grandfather to such an act. But Noirtier
+looked at her with so much affectionate tenderness that she
+exclaimed, "Oh, grandpapa, I see now that it is only your
+fortune of which you deprive me; you still leave me the love
+which I have always enjoyed."
+
+"Ah, yes, most assuredly," said the eyes of the paralytic,
+for he closed them with an expression which Valentine could
+not mistake. "Thank you, thank you," murmured she. The old
+man's declaration that Valentine was not the destined
+inheritor of his fortune had excited the hopes of Madame de
+Villefort; she gradually approached the invalid, and said:
+"Then, doubtless, dear M. Noirtier, you intend leaving your
+fortune to your grandson, Edward de Villefort?" The winking
+of the eyes which answered this speech was most decided and
+terrible, and expressed a feeling almost amounting to
+hatred.
+
+"No?" said the notary; "then, perhaps, it is to your son, M.
+de Villefort?"
+
+"No." The two notaries looked at each other in mute
+astonishment and inquiry as to what were the real intentions
+of the testator. Villefort and his wife both grew red, one
+from shame, the other from anger.
+
+"What have we all done, then, dear grandpapa?" said
+Valentine; "you no longer seem to love any of us?" The old
+man's eyes passed rapidly from Villefort and his wife, and
+rested on Valentine with a look of unutterable fondness.
+"Well," said she; "if you love me, grandpapa, try and bring
+that love to bear upon your actions at this present moment.
+You know me well enough to be quite sure that I have never
+thought of your fortune; besides, they say I am already rich
+in right of my mother -- too rich, even. Explain yourself,
+then." Noirtier fixed his intelligent eyes on Valentine's
+hand. "My hand?" said she.
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Her hand!" exclaimed every one.
+
+"Oh, gentlemen, you see it is all useless, and that my
+father's mind is really impaired," said Villefort.
+
+"Ah," cried Valentine suddenly, "I understand. It is my
+marriage you mean, is it not, dear grandpapa?"
+
+"Yes, yes, yes," signed the paralytic, casting on Valentine
+a look of joyful gratitude for having guessed his meaning.
+
+"You are angry with us all on account of this marriage, are
+you not?"
+
+"Yes?"
+
+"Really, this is too absurd," said Villefort.
+
+"Excuse me, sir," replied the notary; "on the contrary, the
+meaning of M. Noirtier is quite evident to me, and I can
+quite easily connect the train of ideas passing in his
+mind."
+
+"You do not wish me to marry M. Franz d'Epinay?" observed
+Valentine.
+
+"I do not wish it," said the eye of her grandfather. "And
+you disinherit your granddaughter," continued the notary,
+"because she has contracted an engagement contrary to your
+wishes?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"So that, but for this marriage, she would have been your
+heir?"
+
+"Yes." There was a profound silence. The two notaries were
+holding a consultation as to the best means of proceeding
+with the affair. Valentine was looking at her grandfather
+with a smile of intense gratitude, and Villefort was biting
+his lips with vexation, while Madame de Villefort could not
+succeed in repressing an inward feeling of joy, which, in
+spite of herself, appeared in her whole countenance. "But,"
+said Villefort, who was the first to break the silence, "I
+consider that I am the best judge of the propriety of the
+marriage in question. I am the only person possessing the
+right to dispose of my daughter's hand. It is my wish that
+she should marry M. Franz d'Epinay -- and she shall marry
+him." Valentine sank weeping into a chair.
+
+"Sir," said the notary, "how do you intend disposing of your
+fortune in case Mademoiselle de Villefort still determines
+on marrying M. Franz?" The old man gave no answer. "You
+will, of course, dispose of it in some way or other?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"In favor of some member of your family?"
+
+"No."
+
+"Do you intend devoting it to charitable purposes, then?"
+pursued the notary.
+
+"Yes."
+
+"But," said the notary, "you are aware that the law does not
+allow a son to be entirely deprived of his patrimony?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"You only intend, then, to dispose of that part of your
+fortune which the law allows you to subtract from the
+inheritance of your son?" Noirtier made no answer. "Do you
+still wish to dispose of all?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"But they will contest the will after your death?"
+
+"No."
+
+"My father knows me," replied Villefort; "he is quite sure
+that his wishes will be held sacred by me; besides, he
+understands that in my position I cannot plead against the
+poor." The eye of Noirtier beamed with triumph. "What do you
+decide on, sir?" asked the notary of Villefort.
+
+"Nothing, sir; it is a resolution which my father has taken
+and I know he never alters his mind. I am quite resigned.
+These 900,000 francs will go out of the family in order to
+enrich some hospital; but it is ridiculous thus to yield to
+the caprices of an old man, and I shall, therefore, act
+according to my conscience." Having said this, Villefort
+quitted the room with his wife, leaving his father at
+liberty to do as he pleased. The same day the will was made,
+the witnesses were brought, it was approved by the old man,
+sealed in the presence of all and given in charge to M.
+Deschamps, the family notary.
+
+
+
+Chapter 60
+The Telegraph.
+
+M. and Madame de Villefort found on their return that the
+Count of Monte Cristo, who had come to visit them in their
+absence, had been ushered into the drawing-room, and was
+still awaiting them there. Madame de Villefort, who had not
+yet sufficiently recovered from her late emotion to allow of
+her entertaining visitors so immediately, retired to her
+bedroom, while the procureur, who could better depend upon
+himself, proceeded at once to the salon. Although M. de
+Villefort flattered himself that, to all outward view, he
+had completely masked the feelings which were passing in his
+mind, he did not know that the cloud was still lowering on
+his brow, so much so that the count, whose smile was
+radiant, immediately noticed his sombre and thoughtful air.
+"Ma foi," said Monte Cristo, after the first compliments
+were over, "what is the matter with you, M. de Villefort?
+Have I arrived at the moment when you were drawing up an
+indictment for a capital crime?" Villefort tried to smile.
+"No, count," he replied, "I am the only victim in this case.
+It is I who lose my cause, and it is ill-luck, obstinacy,
+and folly which have caused it to be decided against me."
+
+"To what do you refer?" said Monte Cristo with well-feigned
+interest. "Have you really met with some great misfortune?"
+
+"Oh, no, monsieur," said Villefort with a bitter smile; "it
+is only a loss of money which I have sustained -- nothing
+worth mentioning, I assure you."
+
+"True," said Monte Cristo, "the loss of a sum of money
+becomes almost immaterial with a fortune such as you
+possess, and to one of your philosophic spirit."
+
+"It is not so much the loss of the money that vexes me,"
+said Villefort, "though, after all, 900,000 francs are worth
+regretting; but I am the more annoyed with this fate,
+chance, or whatever you please to call the power which has
+destroyed my hopes and my fortune, and may blast the
+prospects of my child also, as it is all occasioned by an
+old man relapsed into second childhood."
+
+"What do you say?" said the count; "900,000 francs? It is
+indeed a sum which might be regretted even by a philosopher.
+And who is the cause of all this annoyance?"
+
+"My father, as I told you."
+
+"M. Noirtier? But I thought you told me he had become
+entirely paralyzed, and that all his faculties were
+completely destroyed?"
+
+"Yes, his bodily faculties, for he can neither move nor
+speak, nevertheless he thinks, acts, and wills in the manner
+I have described. I left him about five minutes ago, and he
+is now occupied in dictating his will to two notaries."
+
+"But to do this he must have spoken?"
+
+"He has done better than that -- he has made himself
+understood."
+
+"How was such a thing possible?"
+
+"By the help of his eyes, which are still full of life, and,
+as you perceive, possess the power of inflicting mortal
+injury."
+
+"My dear," said Madame de Villefort, who had just entered
+the room, "perhaps you exaggerate the evil."
+
+"Good-morning, madame," said the count, bowing. Madame de
+Villefort acknowledged the salutation with one of her most
+gracious smiles. "What is this that M. de Villefort has been
+telling me?" demanded Monte Cristo "and what
+incomprehensible misfortune" --
+
+"Incomprehensible is not the word," interrupted the
+procureur, shrugging his shoulders. "It is an old man's
+caprice."
+
+"And is there no means of making him revoke his decision?"
+
+"Yes," said Madame de Villefort; "and it is still entirely
+in the power of my husband to cause the will, which is now
+in prejudice of Valentine, to be altered in her favor." The
+count, who perceived that M. and Madame de Villefort were
+beginning to speak in parables, appeared to pay no attention
+to the conversation, and feigned to be busily engaged in
+watching Edward, who was mischievously pouring some ink into
+the bird's water-glass. "My dear," said Villefort, in answer
+to his wife, "you know I have never been accustomed to play
+the patriarch in my family, nor have I ever considered that
+the fate of a universe was to be decided by my nod.
+Nevertheless, it is necessary that my will should be
+respected in my family, and that the folly of an old man and
+the caprice of a child should not be allowed to overturn a
+project which I have entertained for so many years. The
+Baron d'Epinay was my friend, as you know, and an alliance
+with his son is the most suitable thing that could possibly
+be arranged."
+
+"Do you think," said Madame de Villefort, "that Valentine is
+in league with him? She has always been opposed to this
+marriage, and I should not be at all surprised if what we
+have just seen and heard is nothing but the execution of a
+plan concerted between them."
+
+"Madame," said Villefort, "believe me, a fortune of 900,000
+francs is not so easily renounced."
+
+"She could, nevertheless, make up her mind to renounce the
+world, sir, since it is only about a year ago that she
+herself proposed entering a convent."
+
+"Never mind," replied Villefort; "I say that this marriage
+shall be consummated."
+
+"Notwithstanding your father's wishes to the contrary?" said
+Madame de Villefort, selecting a new point of attack. "That
+is a serious thing." Monte Cristo, who pretended not to be
+listening, heard however, every word that was said.
+"Madame," replied Villefort "I can truly say that I have
+always entertained a high respect for my father, because, to
+the natural feeling of relationship was added the
+consciousness of his moral superiority. The name of father
+is sacred in two senses; he should be reverenced as the
+author of our being and as a master whom we ought to obey.
+But, under the present circumstances, I am justified in
+doubting the wisdom of an old man who, because he hated the
+father, vents his anger on the son. It would be ridiculous
+in me to regulate my conduct by such caprices. I shall still
+continue to preserve the same respect toward M. Noirtier; I
+will suffer, without complaint, the pecuniary deprivation to
+which he has subjected me; but I shall remain firm in my
+determination, and the world shall see which party his
+reason on his side. Consequently I shall marry my daughter
+to the Baron Franz d'Epinay, because I consider it would be
+a proper and eligible match for her to make, and, in short,
+because I choose to bestow my daughter's hand on whomever I
+please."
+
+"What?" said the count, the approbation of whose eye
+Villefort had frequently solicited during this speech.
+"What? Do you say that M. Noirtier disinherits Mademoiselle
+de Villefort because she is going to marry M. le Baron Franz
+d'Epinay?"
+
+"Yes, sir, that is the reason," said Villefort, shrugging
+his shoulders.
+
+"The apparent reason, at least," said Madame de Villefort.
+
+"The real reason, madame, I can assure you; I know my
+father."
+
+"But I want to know in what way M. d'Epinay can have
+displeased your father more than any other person?"
+
+"I believe I know M. Franz d'Epinay," said the count; "is he
+not the son of General de Quesnel, who was created Baron
+d'Epinay by Charles X.?"
+
+"The same," said Villefort.
+
+"Well, but he is a charming young man, according to my
+ideas."
+
+"He is, which makes me believe that it is only an excuse of
+M. Noirtier to prevent his granddaughter marrying; old men
+are always so selfish in their affection," said Madame de
+Villefort.
+
+"But," said Monte Cristo "do you not know any cause for this
+hatred?"
+
+"Ah, ma foi, who is to know?"
+
+"Perhaps it is some political difference?"
+
+"My father and the Baron d'Epinay lived in the stormy times
+of which I only saw the ending," said Villefort.
+
+"Was not your father a Bonapartist?" asked Monte Cristo; "I
+think I remember that you told me something of that kind."
+
+"My father has been a Jacobin more than anything else," said
+Villefort, carried by his emotion beyond the bounds of
+prudence; "and the senator's robe, which Napoleon cast on
+his shoulders, only served to disguise the old man without
+in any degree changing him. When my father conspired, it was
+not for the emperor, it was against the Bourbons; for M.
+Noirtier possessed this peculiarity, he never projected any
+Utopian schemes which could never be realized, but strove
+for possibilities, and he applied to the realization of
+these possibilities the terrible theories of The Mountain,
+-- theories that never shrank from any means that were
+deemed necessary to bring about the desired result."
+
+"Well," said Monte Cristo, "it is just as I thought; it was
+politics which brought Noirtier and M. d'Epinay into
+personal contact. Although General d'Epinay served under
+Napoleon, did he not still retain royalist sentiments? And
+was he not the person who was assassinated one evening on
+leaving a Bonapartist meeting to which he had been invited
+on the supposition that he favored the cause of the
+emperor?" Villefort looked at the count almost with terror.
+"Am I mistaken, then?" said Monte Cristo.
+
+"No, sir, the facts were precisely what you have stated,"
+said Madame de Villefort; "and it was to prevent the renewal
+of old feuds that M. de Villefort formed the idea of uniting
+in the bonds of affection the two children of these
+inveterate enemies."
+
+"It was a sublime and charitable thought," said Monte
+Cristo, "and the whole world should applaud it. It would be
+noble to see Mademoiselle Noirtier de Villefort assuming the
+title of Madame Franz d'Epinay." Villefort shuddered and
+looked at Monte Cristo as if he wished to read in his
+countenance the real feelings which had dictated the words
+he had just uttered. But the count completely baffled the
+procureur, and prevented him from discovering anything
+beneath the never-varying smile he was so constantly in the
+habit of assuming. "Although," said Villefort, "it will be a
+serious thing for Valentine to lose her grandfather's
+fortune, I do not think that M. d'Epinay will be frightened
+at this pecuniary loss. He will, perhaps, hold me in greater
+esteem than the money itself, seeing that I sacrifice
+everything in order to keep my word with him. Besides, he
+knows that Valentine is rich in right of her mother, and
+that she will, in all probability, inherit the fortune of M.
+and Madame de Saint-Meran, her mother's parents, who both
+love her tenderly."
+
+"And who are fully as well worth loving and tending as M.
+Noirtier," said Madame de Villefort; "besides, they are to
+come to Paris in about a month, and Valentine, after the
+affront she has received, need not consider it necessary to
+continue to bury herself alive by being shut up with M.
+Noirtier." The count listened with satisfaction to this tale
+of wounded self-love and defeated ambition. "But it seems to
+me," said Monte Cristo, "and I must begin by asking your
+pardon for what I am about to say, that if M. Noirtier
+disinherits Mademoiselle de Villefort because she is going
+to marry a man whose father he detested, he cannot have the
+same cause of complaint against this dear Edward."
+
+"True," said Madame de Villefort, with an intonation of
+voice which it is impossible to describe; "is it not unjust
+-- shamefully unjust? Poor Edward is as much M. Noirtier's
+grandchild as Valentine, and yet, if she had not been going
+to marry M. Franz, M. Noirtier would have left her all his
+money; and supposing Valentine to be disinherited by her
+grandfather, she will still be three times richer than he."
+The count listened and said no more. "Count," said
+Villefort, "we will not entertain you any longer with our
+family misfortunes. It is true that my patrimony will go to
+endow charitable institutions, and my father will have
+deprived me of my lawful inheritance without any reason for
+doing so, but I shall have the satisfaction of knowing that
+I have acted like a man of sense and feeling. M. d'Epinay,
+to whom I had promised the interest of this sum, shall
+receive it, even if I endure the most cruel privations."
+
+"However," said Madame de Villefort, returning to the one
+idea which incessantly occupied her mind, "perhaps it would
+be better to explain this unlucky affair to M. d'Epinay, in
+order to give him the opportunity of himself renouncing his
+claim to the hand of Mademoiselle de Villefort."
+
+"Ah, that would be a great pity," said Villefort.
+
+"A great pity," said Monte Cristo.
+
+"Undoubtedly," said Villefort, moderating the tones of his
+voice, "a marriage once concerted and then broken off,
+throws a sort of discredit on a young lady; then again, the
+old reports, which I was so anxious to put an end to, will
+instantly gain ground. No, it will all go well; M. d'Epinay,
+if he is an honorable man, will consider himself more than
+ever pledged to Mademoiselle de Villefort, unless he were
+actuated by a decided feeling of avarice, but that is
+impossible."
+
+"I agree with M. de Villefort," said Monte Cristo, fixing
+his eyes on Madame de Villefort; "and if I were sufficiently
+intimate with him to allow of giving my advice, I would
+persuade him, since I have been told M. d'Epinay is coming
+back, to settle this affair at once beyond all possibility
+of revocation. I will answer for the success of a project
+which will reflect so much honor on M. de Villefort." The
+procureur arose, delighted with the proposition, but his
+wife slightly changed color. "Well, that is all that I
+wanted, and I will be guided by a counsellor such as you
+are," said he, extending his hand to Monte Cristo.
+"Therefore let every one here look upon what has passed
+to-day as if it had not happened, and as though we had never
+thought of such a thing as a change in our original plans."
+
+"Sir," said the count, "the world, unjust as it is, will be
+pleased with your resolution; your friends will be proud of
+you, and M. d'Epinay, even if he took Mademoiselle de
+Villefort without any dowry, which he will not do, would be
+delighted with the idea of entering a family which could
+make such sacrifices in order to keep a promise and fulfil a
+duty." At the conclusion of these words, the count rose to
+depart. "Are you going to leave us, count?" said Madame de
+Villefort.
+
+"I am sorry to say I must do so, madame, I only came to
+remind you of your promise for Saturday."
+
+"Did you fear that we should forget it?"
+
+"You are very good, madame, but M. de Villefort has so many
+important and urgent occupations."
+
+"My husband has given me his word, sir," said Madame de
+Villefort; "you have just seen him resolve to keep it when
+he has everything to lose, and surely there is more reason
+for his doing so where he has everything to gain."
+
+"And," said Villefort, "is it at your house in the
+Champs-Elysees that you receive your visitors?"
+
+"No," said Monte Cristo, "which is precisely the reason
+which renders your kindness more meritorious, -- it is in
+the country."
+
+"In the country?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Where is it, then? Near Paris, is it not?"
+
+"Very near, only half a league from the Barriers, -- it is
+at Auteuil."
+
+"At Auteuil?" said Villefort; "true, Madame de Villefort
+told me you lived at Auteuil, since it was to your house
+that she was taken. And in what part of Auteuil do you
+reside?"
+
+"Rue de la Fontaine."
+
+"Rue de la Fontaine!" exclaimed Villefort in an agitated
+tone; "at what number?"
+
+"No. 28."
+
+"Then," cried Villefort, "was it you who bought M. de
+Saint-Meran's house!"
+
+"Did it belong to M. de Saint-Meran?" demanded Monte Cristo.
+
+"Yes," replied Madame de Villefort; "and, would you believe
+it, count" --
+
+"Believe what?"
+
+"You think this house pretty, do you not?"
+
+"I think it charming."
+
+"Well, my husband would never live in it."
+
+"Indeed?" returned Monte Cristo, "that is a prejudice on
+your part, M. de Villefort, for which I am quite at a loss
+to account."
+
+"I do not like Auteuil, sir," said the procureur, making an
+evident effort to appear calm.
+
+"But I hope you will not carry your antipathy so far as to
+deprive me of the pleasure of your company, sir," said Monte
+Cristo.
+
+"No, count, -- I hope -- I assure you I shall do my best,"
+stammered Villefort.
+
+"Oh," said Monte Cristo, "I allow of no excuse. On Saturday,
+at six o'clock. I shall be expecting you, and if you fail to
+come, I shall think -- for how do I know to the contrary? --
+that this house, which his remained uninhabited for twenty
+years, must have some gloomy tradition or dreadful legend
+connected with it."
+
+"I will come, count, -- I will be sure to come," said
+Villefort eagerly.
+
+"Thank you," said Monte Cristo; "now you must permit me to
+take my leave of you."
+
+"You said before that you were obliged to leave us,
+monsieur," said Madame de Villefort, "and you were about to
+tell us why when your attention was called to some other
+subject."
+
+"Indeed madame," said Monte Cristo: "I scarcely know if I
+dare tell you where I am going."
+
+"Nonsense; say on."
+
+"Well, then, it is to see a thing on which I have sometimes
+mused for hours together."
+
+"What is it?"
+
+"A telegraph. So now I have told my secret."
+
+"A telegraph?" repeated Madame de Villefort.
+
+"Yes, a telegraph. I had often seen one placed at the end of
+a road on a hillock, and in the light of the sun its black
+arms, bending in every direction, always reminded me of the
+claws of an immense beetle, and I assure you it was never
+without emotion that I gazed on it, for I could not help
+thinking how wonderful it was that these various signs
+should be made to cleave the air with such precision as to
+convey to the distance of three hundred leagues the ideas
+and wishes of a man sitting at a table at one end of the
+line to another man similarly placed at the opposite
+extremity, and all this effected by a simple act of volition
+on the part of the sender of the message. I began to think
+of genii, sylphs, gnomes, in short, of all the ministers of
+the occult sciences, until I laughed aloud at the freaks of
+my own imagination. Now, it never occurred to me to wish for
+a nearer inspection of these large insects, with their long
+black claws, for I always feared to find under their stone
+wings some little human genius fagged to death with cabals,
+factions, and government intrigues. But one fine day I
+learned that the mover of this telegraph was only a poor
+wretch, hired for twelve hundred francs a year, and employed
+all day, not in studying the heavens like an astronomer, or
+in gazing on the water like an angler, or even in enjoying
+the privilege of observing the country around him, but all
+his monotonous life was passed in watching his
+white-bellied, black-clawed fellow insect, four or five
+leagues distant from him. At length I felt a desire to study
+this living chrysalis more closely, and to endeavor to
+understand the secret part played by these insect-actors
+when they occupy themselves simply with pulling different
+pieces of string."
+
+"And are you going there?"
+
+"I am."
+
+"What telegraph do you intend visiting? that of the home
+department, or of the observatory?"
+
+"Oh, no; I should find there people who would force me to
+understand things of which I would prefer to remain
+ignorant, and who would try to explain to me, in spite of
+myself, a mystery which even they do not understand. Ma foi,
+I should wish to keep my illusions concerning insects
+unimpaired; it is quite enough to have those dissipated
+which I had formed of my fellow-creatures. I shall,
+therefore, not visit either of these telegraphs, but one in
+the open country where I shall find a good-natured
+simpleton, who knows no more than the machine he is employed
+to work."
+
+"You are a singular man," said Villefort.
+
+"What line would you advise me to study?"
+
+"The one that is most in use just at this time."
+
+"The Spanish one, you mean, I suppose?"
+
+"Yes; should you like a letter to the minister that they
+might explain to you" --
+
+"No," said Monte Cristo; "since, as I told you before, I do
+not wish to comprehend it. The moment I understand it there
+will no longer exist a telegraph for me; it will he nothing
+more than a sign from M. Duchatel, or from M. Montalivet,
+transmitted to the prefect of Bayonne, mystified by two
+Greek words, tele, graphein. It is the insect with black
+claws, and the awful word which I wish to retain in my
+imagination in all its purity and all its importance."
+
+"Go then; for in the course of two hours it will be dark,
+and you will not be able to see anything."
+
+"Ma foi, you frighten me. Which is the nearest way?
+Bayonne?"
+
+"Yes; the road to Bayonne."
+
+"And afterwards the road to Chatillon?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"By the tower of Montlhery, you mean?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Thank you. Good-by. On Saturday I will tell you my
+impressions concerning the telegraph." At the door the count
+was met by the two notaries, who had just completed the act
+which was to disinherit Valentine, and who were leaving
+under the conviction of having done a thing which could not
+fail of redounding considerably to their credit.
+
+
+
+Chapter 61
+How a Gardener may get rid of the Dormice that eat His
+Peaches.
+
+Not on the same night, as he had intended, but the next
+morning, the Count of Monte Cristo went out by the Barrier
+d'Enfer, taking the road to Orleans. Leaving the village of
+Linas, without stopping at the telegraph, which flourished
+its great bony arms as he passed, the count reached the
+tower of Montlhery, situated, as every one knows, upon the
+highest point of the plain of that name. At the foot of the
+hill the count dismounted and began to ascend by a little
+winding path, about eighteen inches wide; when he reached
+the summit he found himself stopped by a hedge, upon which
+green fruit had succeeded to red and white flowers.
+
+Monte Cristo looked for the entrance to the enclosure, and
+was not long in finding a little wooden gate, working on
+willow hinges, and fastened with a nail and string. The
+count soon mastered the mechanism, the gate opened, and he
+then found himself in a little garden, about twenty feet
+long by twelve wide, bounded on one side by part of the
+hedge, which contained the ingenious contrivance we have
+called a gate, and on the other by the old tower, covered
+with ivy and studded with wall-flowers. No one would have
+thought in looking at this old, weather-beaten,
+floral-decked tower (which might be likened to an elderly
+dame dressed up to receive her grandchildren at a birthday
+feast) that it would have been capable of telling strange
+things, if, -- in addition to the menacing ears which the
+proverb says all walls are provided with, -- it had also a
+voice. The garden was crossed by a path of red gravel, edged
+by a border of thick box, of many years' growth, and of a
+tone and color that would have delighted the heart of
+Delacroix, our modern Rubens. This path was formed in the
+shape of the figure of 8, thus, in its windings, making a
+walk of sixty feet in a garden of only twenty.
+
+Never had Flora, the fresh and smiling goddess of gardeners,
+been honored with a purer or more scrupulous worship than
+that which was paid to her in this little enclosure. In
+fact, of the twenty rose-trees which formed the parterre,
+not one bore the mark of the slug, nor were there evidences
+anywhere of the clustering aphis which is so destructive to
+plants growing in a damp soil. And yet it was not because
+the damp had been excluded from the garden; the earth, black
+as soot, the thick foliage of the trees betrayed its
+presence; besides, had natural humidity been wanting, it
+could have been immediately supplied by artificial means,
+thanks to a tank of water, sunk in one of the corners of the
+garden, and upon which were stationed a frog and a toad,
+who, from antipathy, no doubt, always remained on the two
+opposite sides of the basin. There was not a blade of grass
+to be seen in the paths, or a weed in the flower-beds; no
+fine lady ever trained and watered her geraniums, her cacti,
+and her rhododendrons, with more pains than this hitherto
+unseen gardener bestowed upon his little enclosure. Monte
+Cristo stopped after having closed the gate and fastened the
+string to the nail, and cast a look around.
+
+"The man at the telegraph," said he, "must either engage a
+gardener or devote himself passionately to agriculture."
+Suddenly he struck against something crouching behind a
+wheelbarrow filled with leaves; the something rose, uttering
+an exclamation of astonishment, and Monte Cristo found
+himself facing a man about fifty years old, who was plucking
+strawberries, which he was placing upon grape leaves. He had
+twelve leaves and about as many strawberries, which, on
+rising suddenly, he let fall from his hand. "You are
+gathering your crop, sir?" said Monte Cristo, smiling.
+
+"Excuse me, sir," replied the man, raising his hand to his
+cap; "I am not up there, I know, but I have only just come
+down."
+
+"Do not let me interfere with you in anything, my friend,"
+said the count; "gather your strawberries, if, indeed, there
+are any left."
+
+"I have ten left," said the man, "for here are eleven, and I
+had twenty-one, five more than last year. But I am not
+surprised; the spring has been warm this year, and
+strawberries require heat, sir. This is the reason that,
+instead of the sixteen I had last year, I have this year,
+you see, eleven, already plucked -- twelve, thirteen,
+fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen. Ah, I miss
+three, they were here last night, sir -- I am sure they were
+here -- I counted them. It must be the Mere Simon's son who
+has stolen them; I saw him strolling about here this
+morning. Ah, the young rascal -- stealing in a garden -- he
+does not know where that may lead him to."
+
+"Certainly, it is wrong," said Monte Cristo, "but you should
+take into consideration the youth and greediness of the
+delinquent."
+
+"Of course," said the gardener, "but that does not make it
+the less unpleasant. But, sir, once more I beg pardon;
+perhaps you are an officer that I am detaining here." And he
+glanced timidly at the count's blue coat.
+
+"Calm yourself, my friend," said the count, with the smile
+which he made at will either terrible or benevolent, and
+which now expressed only the kindliest feeling; "I am not an
+inspector, but a traveller, brought here by a curiosity he
+half repents of, since he causes you to lose your time."
+
+"Ah, my time is not valuable," replied the man with a
+melancholy smile. "Still it belongs to government, and I
+ought not to waste it; but, having received the signal that
+I might rest for an hour" (here he glanced at the sun-dial,
+for there was everything in the enclosure of Montlhery, even
+a sun-dial), "and having ten minutes before me, and my
+strawberries being ripe, when a day longer -- by-the-by,
+sir, do you think dormice eat them?"
+
+"Indeed, I should think not," replied Monte Cristo; "dormice
+are bad neighbors for us who do not eat them preserved, as
+the Romans did."
+
+"What? Did the Romans eat them?" said the gardener -- "ate
+dormice?"
+
+"I have read so in Petronius," said the count.
+
+"Really? They can't be nice, though they do say `as fat as a
+dormouse.' It is not a wonder they are fat, sleeping all
+day, and only waking to eat all night. Listen. Last year I
+had four apricots -- they stole one, I had one nectarine,
+only one -- well, sir, they ate half of it on the wall; a
+splendid nectarine -- I never ate a better."
+
+"You ate it?"
+
+"That is to say, the half that was left -- you understand;
+it was exquisite, sir. Ah, those gentlemen never choose the
+worst morsels; like Mere Simon's son, who has not chosen the
+worst strawberries. But this year," continued the
+horticulturist, "I'll take care it shall not happen, even if
+I should be forced to sit by the whole night to watch when
+the strawberries are ripe." Monte Cristo had seen enough.
+Every man has a devouring passion in his heart, as every
+fruit has its worm; that of the telegraph man was
+horticulture. He began gathering the grape-leaves which
+screened the sun from the grapes, and won the heart of the
+gardener. "Did you come here, sir, to see the telegraph?" he
+said.
+
+"Yes, if it isn't contrary to the rules."
+
+"Oh, no," said the gardener; "not in the least, since there
+is no danger that anyone can possibly understand what we are
+saying."
+
+"I have been told," said the count, "that you do not always
+yourselves understand the signals you repeat."
+
+"That is true, sir, and that is what I like best," said the
+man, smiling.
+
+"Why do you like that best?"
+
+"Because then I have no responsibility. I am a machine then,
+and nothing else, and so long as I work, nothing more is
+required of me."
+
+"Is it possible," said Monte Cristo to himself, "that I can
+have met with a man that has no ambition? That would spoil
+my plans."
+
+"Sir," said the gardener, glancing at the sun-dial, "the ten
+minutes are almost up; I must return to my post. Will you go
+up with me?"
+
+"I follow you." Monte Cristo entered the tower, which was
+divided into three stories. The tower contained implements,
+such as spades, rakes, watering-pots, hung against the wall;
+this was all the furniture. The second was the man's
+conventional abode, or rather sleeping-place; it contained a
+few poor articles of household furniture -- a bed, a table,
+two chairs, a stone pitcher -- and some dry herbs, hung up
+to the ceiling, which the count recognized as sweet pease,
+and of which the good man was preserving the seeds; he had
+labelled them with as much care as if he had been master
+botanist in the Jardin des Plantes.
+
+"Does it require much study to learn the art of
+telegraphing?" asked Monte Cristo.
+
+"The study does not take long; it was acting as a
+supernumerary that was so tedious."
+
+"And what is the pay?"
+
+"A thousand francs, sir."
+
+"It is nothing."
+
+"No; but then we are lodged, as you perceive."
+
+Monte Cristo looked at the room. They passed to the third
+story; it was the telegraph room. Monte Cristo looked in
+turn at the two iron handles by which the machine was
+worked. "It is very interesting," he said, "but it must be
+very tedious for a lifetime."
+
+"Yes. At first my neck was cramped with looking at it, but
+at the end of a year I became used to it; and then we have
+our hours of recreation, and our holidays."
+
+"Holidays?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"When?"
+
+"When we have a fog."
+
+"Ah, to be sure."
+
+"Those are indeed holidays to me; I go into the garden, I
+plant, I prune, I trim, I kill the insects all day long."
+
+"How long have you been here?"
+
+"Ten years, and five as a supernumerary make fifteen."
+
+"You are -- "
+
+"Fifty-five years old."
+
+"How long must you have served to claim the pension?"
+
+"Oh, sir, twenty-five years."
+
+"And how much is the pension?"
+
+"A hundred crowns."
+
+"Poor humanity!" murmured Monte Cristo.
+
+"What did you say, sir?" asked the man.
+
+"I was saying it was very interesting."
+
+"What was?"
+
+"All you were showing me. And you really understand none of
+these signals?"
+
+"None at all."
+
+"And have you never tried to understand them?"
+
+"Never. Why should I?"
+
+"But still there are some signals only addressed to you."
+
+"Certainly."
+
+"And do you understand them?"
+
+"They are always the same."
+
+"And they mean -- "
+
+"Nothing new; You have an hour; or To-morrow."
+
+"This is simple enough," said the count; "but look, is not
+your correspondent putting itself in motion?"
+
+"Ah, yes; thank you, sir."
+
+"And what is it saying -- anything you understand?"
+
+"Yes; it asks if I am ready."
+
+"And you reply?"
+
+"By the same sign, which, at the same time, tells my
+right-hand correspondent that I am ready, while it gives
+notice to my left-hand correspondent to prepare in his
+turn."
+
+"It is very ingenious," said the count.
+
+"You will see," said the man proudly; "in five minutes he
+will speak."
+
+"I have, then, five minutes," said Monte Cristo to himself;
+"it is more time than I require. My dear sir, will you allow
+me to ask you a question?"
+
+"What is it, sir?"
+
+"You are fond of gardening?"
+
+"Passionately."
+
+"And you would be pleased to have, instead of this terrace
+of twenty feet, an enclosure of two acres?"
+
+"Sir, I should make a terrestrial paradise of it."
+
+"You live badly on your thousand francs?"
+
+"Badly enough; but yet I do live."
+
+"Yes; but you have a wretchedly small garden."
+
+"True, the garden is not large."
+
+"And, then, such as it is, it is filled with dormice, who
+eat everything."
+
+"Ah, they are my scourges."
+
+"Tell me, should you have the misfortune to turn your head
+while your right-hand correspondent was telegraphing" --
+
+"I should not see him."
+
+"Then what would happen?"
+
+"I could not repeat the signals."
+
+"And then?"
+
+"Not having repeated them, through negligence, I should be
+fined."
+
+"How much?"
+
+"A hundred francs."
+
+"The tenth of your income -- that would be fine work."
+
+"Ah," said the man.
+
+"Has it ever happened to you?" said Monte Cristo.
+
+"Once, sir, when I was grafting a rose-tree."
+
+"Well, suppose you were to alter a signal, and substitute
+another?"
+
+"Ah, that is another case; I should be turned off, and lose
+my pension."
+
+"Three hundred francs?"
+
+"A hundred crowns, yes, sir; so you see that I am not likely
+to do any of these things."
+
+"Not even for fifteen years' wages? Come, it is worth
+thinking about?"
+
+"For fifteen thousand francs?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Sir, you alarm me."
+
+"Nonsense."
+
+"Sir, you are tempting me?"
+
+"Just so; fifteen thousand francs, do you understand?"
+
+"Sir, let me see my right-hand correspondent."
+
+"On the contrary, do not look at him, but at this."
+
+"What is it?"
+
+"What? Do you not know these bits of paper?"
+
+"Bank-notes!"
+
+"Exactly; there are fifteen of them."
+
+"And whose are they?"
+
+"Yours, if you like."
+
+"Mine?" exclaimed the man, half-suffocated.
+
+"Yes; yours -- your own property."
+
+"Sir, my right-hand correspondent is signalling."
+
+"Let him signal."
+
+"Sir, you have distracted me; I shall be fined."
+
+"That will cost you a hundred francs; you see it is your
+interest to take my bank-notes."
+
+"Sir, my right-hand correspondent redoubles his signals; he
+is impatient."
+
+"Never mind -- take these;" and the count placed the packet
+in the man's hands. "Now this is not all," he said; "you
+cannot live upon your fifteen thousand francs."
+
+"I shall still have my place."
+
+"No, you will lose it, for you are going to alter your
+correspondent's message."
+
+"Oh, sir, what are you proposing?"
+
+"A jest."
+
+"Sir, unless you force me" --
+
+"I think I can effectually force you;" and Monte Cristo drew
+another packet from his pocket. "Here are ten thousand more
+francs," he said, "with the fifteen thousand already in your
+pocket, they will make twenty-five thousand. With five
+thousand you can buy a pretty little house with two acres of
+land; the remaining twenty thousand will bring you in a
+thousand francs a year."
+
+"A garden with two acres of land!"
+
+"And a thousand francs a year."
+
+"Oh, heavens!"
+
+"Come, take them," and Monte Cristo forced the bank-notes
+into his hand.
+
+"What am I to do?"
+
+"Nothing very difficult."
+
+"But what is it?"
+
+"To repeat these signs." Monte Cristo took a paper from his
+pocket, upon which were drawn three signs, with numbers to
+indicate the order in which they were to be worked.
+
+"There, you see it will not take long."
+
+"Yes; but" --
+
+"Do this, and you will have nectarines and all the rest."
+The shot told; red with fever, while the large drops fell
+from his brow, the man executed, one after the other, the
+three signs given by the count, in spite of the frightful
+contortions of the right-hand correspondent, who, not
+understanding the change, began to think the gardener had
+gone mad. As to the left-hand one, he conscientiously
+repeated the same signals, which were finally transmitted to
+the Minister of the Interior. "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.] The king, Don Carlos, has escaped the
+vigilance of his guardians at Bourges, and has returned to
+Spain by the Catalonian frontier. Barcelona has risen in his
+favor."
+
+All that evening nothing was spoken of but the foresight of
+Danglars, who had sold his shares, and of the luck of the
+stock-jobber, who only lost five hundred thousand francs by
+such a blow. Those who had kept their shares, or bought
+those of Danglars, looked upon themselves as ruined, and
+passed a very bad night. Next morning Le Moniteur contained
+the following:
+
+"It was without any foundation that Le Messager yesterday
+announced the flight of Don Carlos and the revolt of
+Barcelona. The king (Don Carlos) has not left Bourges, and
+the peninsula is in the enjoyment of profound peace. A
+telegraphic signal, improperly interpreted, owing to the
+fog, was the cause of this error."
+
+The funds rose one per cent higher than before they had
+fallen. This, reckoning his loss, and what he had missed
+gaining, made the difference of a million to Danglars.
+"Good," said Monte Cristo to Morrel, who was at his house
+when the news arrived of the strange reverse of fortune of
+which Danglars's had been the victim, "I have just made a
+discovery for twenty-five thousand francs, for which I would
+have paid a hundred thousand."
+
+"What have you discovered?" asked Morrel.
+
+"I have just discovered how a gardener may get rid of the
+dormice that eat his peaches."
+
+
+
+Chapter 62
+Ghosts.
+
+At first sight the exterior of the house at Auteuil gave no
+indications of splendor, nothing one would expect from the
+destined residence of the magnificent Count of Monte Cristo;
+but this simplicity was according to the will of its master,
+who positively ordered nothing to be altered outside. The
+splendor was within. Indeed, almost before the door opened,
+the scene changed. M. Bertuccio had outdone himself in the
+taste displayed in furnishing, and in the rapidity with
+which it was executed. It is told that the Duc d'Antin
+removed in a single night a whole avenue of trees that
+annoyed Louis XIV.; in three days M. Bertuccio planted an
+entirely bare court with poplars, large spreading sycamores
+to shade the different parts of the house, and in the
+foreground, instead of the usual paving-stones, half hidden
+by the grass, there extended a lawn but that morning laid
+down, and upon which the water was yet glistening. For the
+rest, the orders had been issued by the count; he himself
+had given a plan to Bertuccio, marking the spot where each
+tree was to be planted, and the shape and extent of the lawn
+which was to take the place of the paving-stones. Thus the
+house had become unrecognizable, and Bertuccio himself
+declared that he scarcely knew it, encircled as it was by a
+framework of trees. The overseer would not have objected,
+while he was about it, to have made some improvements in the
+garden, but the count had positively forbidden it to be
+touched. Bertuccio made amends, however, by loading the
+ante-chambers, staircases, and mantle-pieces with flowers.
+
+What, above all, manifested the shrewdness of the steward,
+and the profound science of the master, the one in carrying
+out the ideas of the other, was that this house which
+appeared only the night before so sad and gloomy,
+impregnated with that sickly smell one can almost fancy to
+be the smell of time, had in a single day acquired the
+aspect of life, was scented with its master's favorite
+perfumes, and had the very light regulated according to his
+wish. When the count arrived, he had under his touch his
+books and arms, his eyes rested upon his favorite pictures;
+his dogs, whose caresses he loved, welcomed him in the
+ante-chamber; the birds, whose songs delighted him, cheered
+him with their music; and the house, awakened from it's long
+sleep, like the sleeping beauty in the wood, lived, sang,
+and bloomed like the houses we have long cherished, and in
+which, when we are forced to leave them, we leave a part of
+our souls. The servants passed gayly along the fine
+court-yard; some, belonging to the kitchens, gliding down
+the stairs, restored but the previous day, as if they had
+always inhabited the house; others filling the coach-houses,
+where the equipages, encased and numbered, appeared to have
+been installed for the last fifty years; and in the stables
+the horses replied with neighs to the grooms, who spoke to
+them with much more respect than many servants pay their
+masters.
+
+The library was divided into two parts on either side of the
+wall, and contained upwards of two thousand volumes; one
+division was entirely devoted to novels, and even the volume
+which had been published but the day before was to be seen
+in its place in all the dignity of its red and gold binding.
+On the other side of the house, to match with the library,
+was the conservatory, ornamented with rare flowers, that
+bloomed in china jars; and in the midst of the greenhouse,
+marvellous alike to sight and smell, was a billiard-table
+which looked as if it had been abandoned during the past
+hour by players who had left the balls on the cloth. One
+chamber alone had been respected by the magnificent
+Bertuccio. Before this room, to which you could ascend by
+the grand, and go out by the back staircase, the servants
+passed with curiosity, and Bertuccio with terror. At five
+o'clock precisely, the count arrived before the house at
+Auteuil, followed by Ali. Bertuccio was awaiting this
+arrival with impatience, mingled with uneasiness; he hoped
+for some compliments, while, at the same time, he feared to
+have frowns. Monte Cristo descended into the courtyard,
+walked all over the house, without giving any sign of
+approbation or pleasure, until he entered his bedroom,
+situated on the opposite side to the closed room; then he
+approached a little piece of furniture, made of rosewood,
+which he had noticed at a previous visit. "That can only be
+to hold gloves," he said.
+
+"Will your excellency deign to open it?" said the delighted
+Bertuccio, "and you will find gloves in it." Elsewhere the
+count found everything he required -- smelling-bottles,
+cigars, knick-knacks.
+
+"Good," he said; and M. Bertuccio left enraptured, so great,
+so powerful, and real was the influence exercised by this
+man over all who surrounded him. At precisely six o'clock
+the clatter of horses' hoofs was heard at the entrance door;
+it was our captain of Spahis, who had arrived on Medeah. "I
+am sure I am the first," cried Morrel; "I did it on purpose
+to have you a minute to myself, before every one came. Julie
+and Emmanuel have a thousand things to tell you. Ah, really
+this is magnificent! But tell me, count, will your people
+take care of my horse?"
+
+"Do not alarm yourself, my dear Maximilian -- they
+understand."
+
+"I mean, because he wants petting. If you had seen at what a
+pace he came -- like the wind!"
+
+"I should think so, -- a horse that cost 5,000 francs!" said
+Monte Cristo, in the tone which a father would use towards a
+son.
+
+"Do you regret them?" asked Morrel, with his open laugh.
+
+"I? Certainly not," replied the count. "No; I should only
+regret if the horse had not proved good."
+
+"It is so good, that I have distanced M. de Chateau-Renaud,
+one of the best riders in France, and M. Debray, who both
+mount the minister's Arabians; and close on their heels are
+the horses of Madame Danglars, who always go at six leagues
+an hour."
+
+"Then they follow you?" asked Monte Cristo.
+
+"See, they are here." And at the same minute a carriage with
+smoking horses, accompanied by two mounted gentlemen,
+arrived at the gate, which opened before them. The carriage
+drove round, and stopped at the steps, followed by the
+horsemen. The instant Debray had touched the ground, he was
+at the carriage-door. He offered his hand to the baroness,
+who, descending, took it with a peculiarity of manner
+imperceptible to every one but Monte Cristo. But nothing
+escaped the count's notice, and he observed a little note,
+passed with the facility that indicates frequent practice,
+from the hand of Madame Danglars to that of the minister's
+secretary. After his wife the banker descended, as pale as
+though he had issued from his tomb instead of his carriage.
+Madame Danglars threw a rapid and inquiring glance which
+could only be interpreted by Monte Cristo, around the
+court-yard, over the peristyle, and across the front of the
+house, then, repressing a slight emotion, which must have
+been seen on her countenance if she had not kept her color,
+she ascended the steps, saying to Morrel, "Sir, if you were
+a friend of mine, I should ask you if you would sell your
+horse."
+
+Morrel smiled with an expression very like a grimace, and
+then turned round to Monte Cristo, as if to ask him to
+extricate him from his embarrassment. The count understood
+him. "Ah, madame," he said, "why did you not make that
+request of me?"
+
+"With you, sir," replied the baroness, "one can wish for
+nothing, one is so sure to obtain it. If it were so with M.
+Morrel" --
+
+"Unfortunately," replied the count, "I am witness that M.
+Morrel cannot give up his horse, his honor being engaged in
+keeping it."
+
+"How so?"
+
+"He laid a wager he would tame Medeah in the space of six
+months. You understand now that if he were to get rid of the
+animal before the time named, he would not only lose his
+bet, but people would say he was afraid; and a brave captain
+of Spahis cannot risk this, even to gratify a pretty woman,
+which is, in my opinion, one of the most sacred obligations
+in the world."
+
+"You see my position, madame," said Morrel, bestowing a
+grateful smile on Monte Cristo.
+
+"It seems to me," said Danglars, in his coarse tone,
+ill-concealed by a forced smile, "that you have already got
+horses enough." Madame Danglars seldom allowed remarks of
+this kind to pass unnoticed, but, to the surprise of the
+young people, she pretended not to hear it, and said
+nothing. Monte Cristo smiled at her unusual humility, and
+showed her two immense porcelain jars, over which wound
+marine plants, of a size and delicacy that nature alone
+could produce. The baroness was astonished. "Why," said she,
+"you could plant one of the chestnut-trees in the Tuileries
+inside! How can such enormous jars have been manufactured?"
+
+"Ah, madame," replied Monte Cristo, "you must not ask of us,
+the manufacturers of fine porcelain, such a question. It is
+the work of another age, constructed by the genii of earth
+and water."
+
+"How so? -- at what period can that have been?"
+
+"I do not know; I have only heard that an emperor of China
+had an oven built expressly, and that in this oven twelve
+jars like this were successively baked. Two broke, from the
+heat of the fire; the other ten were sunk three hundred
+fathoms deep into the sea. The sea, knowing what was
+required of her, threw over them her weeds, encircled them
+with coral, and encrusted them with shells; the whole was
+cemented by two hundred years beneath these almost
+impervious depths, for a revolution carried away the emperor
+who wished to make the trial, and only left the documents
+proving the manufacture of the jars and their descent into
+the sea. At the end of two hundred years the documents were
+found, and they thought of bringing up the jars. Divers
+descended in machines, made expressly on the discovery, into
+the bay where they were thrown; but of ten three only
+remained, the rest having been broken by the waves. I am
+fond of these jars, upon which, perhaps, misshapen,
+frightful monsters have fixed their cold, dull eyes, and in
+which myriads of small fish have slept, seeking a refuge
+from the pursuit of their enemies." Meanwhile, Danglars, who
+had cared little for curiosities, was mechanically tearing
+off the blossoms of a splendid orange-tree, one after
+another. When he had finished with the orange-tree, he began
+at the cactus; but this, not being so easily plucked as the
+orange-tree, pricked him dreadfully. He shuddered, and
+rubbed his eyes as though awaking from a dream.
+
+"Sir," said Monte Cristo to him, "I do not recommend my
+pictures to you, who possess such splendid paintings; but,
+nevertheless, here are two by Hobbema, a Paul Potter, a
+Mieris, two by Gerard Douw, a Raphael, a Vandyke, a
+Zurbaran, and two or three by Murillo, worth looking at."
+
+"Stay," said Debray; "I recognize this Hobbema."
+
+"Ah, indeed!"
+
+"Yes; it was proposed for the Museum."
+
+"Which, I believe, does not contain one?" said Monte Cristo.
+
+"No; and yet they refused to buy it."
+
+"Why?" said Chateau-Renaud.
+
+"You pretend not to know, -- because government was not rich
+enough."
+
+"Ah, pardon me," said Chateau-Renaud; "I have heard of these
+things every day during the last eight years, and I cannot
+understand them yet."
+
+"You will, by and by," said Debray.
+
+"I think not," replied Chateau-Renaud.
+
+"Major Bartolomeo Cavalcanti and Count Andrea Cavalcanti,"
+announced Baptistin. A black satin stock, fresh from the
+maker's hands, gray moustaches, a bold eye, a major's
+uniform, ornamented with three medals and five crosses -- in
+fact, the thorough bearing of an old soldier -- such was the
+appearance of Major Bartolomeo Cavalcanti, that tender
+father with whom we are already acquainted. Close to him,
+dressed in entirely new clothes, advanced smilingly Count
+Andrea Cavalcanti, the dutiful son, whom we also know. The
+three young people were talking together. On the entrance of
+the new comers, their eyes glanced from father to son, and
+then, naturally enough, rested on the latter, whom they
+began criticising. "Cavalcanti!" said Debray. "A fine name,"
+said Morrel.
+
+"Yes," said Chateau-Renaud, "these Italians are well named
+and badly dressed."
+
+"You are fastidious, Chateau-Renaud," replied Debray; "those
+clothes are well cut and quite new."
+
+"That is just what I find fault with. That gentleman appears
+to be well dressed for the first time in his life."
+
+"Who are those gentlemen?" asked Danglars of Monte Cristo.
+
+"You heard -- Cavalcanti."
+
+"That tells me their name, and nothing else."
+
+"Ah, true. You do not know the Italian nobility; the
+Cavalcanti are all descended from princes."
+
+"Have they any fortune?"
+
+"An enormous one."
+
+"What do they do?"
+
+"Try to spend it all. They have some business with you, I
+think, from what they told me the day before yesterday. I,
+indeed, invited them here to-day on your account. I will
+introduce you to them."
+
+"But they appear to speak French with a very pure accent,"
+said Danglars.
+
+"The son has been educated in a college in the south; I
+believe near Marseilles. You will find him quite
+enthusiastic."
+
+"Upon what subject?" asked Madame Danglars.
+
+"The French ladies, madame. He has made up his mind to take
+a wife from Paris."
+
+"A fine idea that of his," said Danglars, shrugging his
+shoulders. Madame Danglars looked at her husband with an
+expression which, at any other time, would have indicated a
+storm, but for the second time she controlled herself. "The
+baron appears thoughtful to-day," said Monte Cristo to her;
+"are they going to put him in the ministry?"
+
+"Not yet, I think. More likely he has been speculating on
+the Bourse, and has lost money."
+
+"M. and Madame de Villefort," cried Baptistin. They entered.
+M. de Villefort, notwithstanding his self-control, was
+visibly affected, and when Monte Cristo touched his hand, he
+felt it tremble. "Certainly, women alone know how to
+dissimulate," said Monte Cristo to himself, glancing at
+Madame Danglars, who was smiling on the procureur, and
+embracing his wife. After a short time, the count saw
+Bertuccio, who, until then, had been occupied on the other
+side of the house, glide into an adjoining room. He went to
+him. "What do you want, M. Bertuccio?" said he.
+
+"Your excellency his not stated the number of guests."
+
+"Ah, true."
+
+"How many covers?"
+
+"Count for yourself."
+
+"Is every one here, your excellency?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+Bertuccio glanced through the door, which was ajar. The
+count watched him. "Good heavens!" he exclaimed.
+
+"What is the matter?" said the count.
+
+"That woman -- that woman!"
+
+"Which?"
+
+"The one with a white dress and so many diamonds -- the fair
+one."
+
+"Madame Danglars?"
+
+"I do not know her name; but it is she, sir, it is she!"
+
+"Whom do you mean?"
+
+"The woman of the garden! -- she that was enciente -- she
+who was walking while she waited for" -- Bertuccio stood at
+the open door, with his eyes starting and his hair on end.
+
+"Waiting for whom?" Bertuccio, without answering, pointed to
+Villefort with something of the gesture Macbeth uses to
+point out Banquo. "Oh, oh," he at length muttered, "do you
+see?"
+
+"What? Who?"
+
+"Him!"
+
+"Him! -- M. de Villefort, the king's attorney? Certainly I
+see him."
+
+"Then I did not kill him?"
+
+"Really, I think you are going mad, good Bertuccio," said
+the count.
+
+"Then he is not dead?"
+
+"No; you see plainly he is not dead. Instead of striking
+between the sixth and seventh left ribs, as your countrymen
+do, you must have struck higher or lower, and life is very
+tenacious in these lawyers, or rather there is no truth in
+anything you have told me -- it was a fright of the
+imagination, a dream of your fancy. You went to sleep full
+of thoughts of vengeance; they weighed heavily upon your
+stomach; you had the nightmare -- that's all. Come, calm
+yourself, and reckon them up -- M. and Madame de Villefort,
+two; M. and Madame Danglars, four; M. de Chateau-Renaud, M.
+Debray, M. Morrel, seven; Major Bartolomeo Cavalcanti,
+eight."
+
+"Eight!" repeated Bertuccio.
+
+"Stop! You are in a shocking hurry to be off -- you forget
+one of my guests. Lean a little to the left. Stay! look at
+M. Andrea Cavalcanti, the young man in a black coat, looking
+at Murillo's Madonna; now he is turning." This time
+Bertuccio would have uttered an exclamation, had not a look
+from Monte Cristo silenced him. "Benedetto?" he muttered;
+"fatality!"
+
+"Half-past six o'clock has just struck, M. Bertuccio," said
+the count severely; "I ordered dinner at that hour, and I do
+not like to wait;" and he returned to his guests, while
+Bertuccio, leaning against the wall, succeeded in reaching
+the dining-room. Five minutes afterwards the doors of the.
+drawing-room were thrown open, and Bertuccio appearing said,
+with a violent effort, "The dinner waits."
+
+The Count of Monte Cristo offered his arm to Madame de
+Villefort. "M. de Villefort," he said, "will you conduct the
+Baroness Danglars?"
+
+Villefort complied, and they passed on to the dining-room.
+
+
+
+Chapter 63
+The Dinner.
+
+It was evident that one sentiment affected all the guests on
+entering the dining-room. Each one asked what strange
+influence had brought them to this house, and yet
+astonished, even uneasy though they were, they still felt
+that they would not like to be absent. The recent events,
+the solitary and eccentric position of the count, his
+enormous, nay, almost incredible fortune, should have made
+men cautious, and have altogether prevented ladies visiting
+a house where there was no one of their own sex to receive
+them; and yet curiosity had been enough to lead them to
+overleap the bounds of prudence and decorum. And all
+present, even including Cavalcanti and his son,
+notwithstanding the stiffness of the one and the
+carelessness of the other, were thoughtful, on finding
+themselves assembled at the house of this incomprehensible
+man. Madame Danglars had started when Villefort, on the
+count's invitation, offered his arm; and Villefort felt that
+his glance was uneasy beneath his gold spectacles, when he
+felt the arm of the baroness press upon his own. None of
+this had escaped the count, and even by this mere contact of
+individuals the scene had already acquired considerable
+interest for an observer. M. de Villefort had on the right
+hand Madame Danglars, on his left Morrel. The count was
+seated between Madame de Villefort and Danglars; the other
+seats were filled by Debray, who was placed between the two
+Cavalcanti, and by Chateau-Renaud, seated between Madame de
+Villefort and Morrel.
+
+The repast was magnificent; Monte Cristo had endeavored
+completely to overturn the Parisian ideas, and to feed the
+curiosity as much as the appetite of his guests. It was an
+Oriental feast that he offered to them, but of such a kind
+as the Arabian fairies might be supposed to prepare. Every
+delicious fruit that the four quarters of the globe could
+provide was heaped in vases from China and jars from Japan.
+Rare birds, retaining their most brilliant plumage, enormous
+fish, spread upon massive silver dishes, together with every
+wine produced in the Archipelago, Asia Minor, or the Cape,
+sparkling in bottles, whose grotesque shape seemed to give
+an additional flavor to the draught, -- all these, like one
+of the displays with which Apicius of old gratified his
+guests, passed in review before the eyes of the astonished
+Parisians, who understood that it was possible to expend a
+thousand louis upon a dinner for ten persons, but only on
+the condition of eating pearls, like Cleopatra, or drinking
+refined gold, like Lorenzo de' Medici.
+
+Monte Cristo noticed the general astonishment, and began
+laughing and joking about it. "Gentlemen," he said, "you
+will admit that, when arrived at a certain degree of
+fortune, the superfluities of life are all that can be
+desired; and the ladies will allow that, after having risen
+to a certain eminence of position, the ideal alone can be
+more exalted. Now, to follow out this reasoning, what is the
+marvellous? -- that which we do not understand. What is it
+that we really desire? -- that which we cannot obtain. Now,
+to see things which I cannot understand, to procure
+impossibilities, these are the study of my life. I gratify
+my wishes by two means -- my will and my money. I take as
+much interest in the pursuit of some whim as you do, M.
+Danglars, in promoting a new railway line; you, M. de
+Villefort, in condemning a culprit to death; you, M. Debray,
+in pacifying a kingdom; you, M. de Chateau-Renaud, in
+pleasing a woman; and you, Morrel, in breaking a horse that
+no one can ride. For example, you see these two fish; one
+brought fifty leagues beyond St. Petersburg, the other five
+leagues from Naples. Is it not amusing to see them both on
+the same table?"
+
+"What are the two fish?" asked Danglars.
+
+"M. Chateau-Renaud, who has lived in Russia, will tell you
+the name of one, and Major Cavalcanti, who is an Italian,
+will tell you the name of the other."
+
+"This one is, I think, a sterlet," said Chateau-Renaud.
+
+"And that one, if I mistake not, a lamprey."
+
+"Just so. Now, M. Danglars, ask these gentlemen where they
+are caught."
+
+"Starlets," said Chateau-Renaud, "are only found in the
+Volga."
+
+"And," said Cavalcanti, "I know that Lake Fusaro alone
+supplies lampreys of that size."
+
+"Exactly; one comes from the Volga, and the other from Lake
+Fusaro."
+
+"Impossible!" cried all the guests simultaneously.
+
+"Well, this is just what amuses me," said Monte Cristo. "I
+am like Nero -- cupitor impossibilium; and that is what is
+amusing you at this moment. This fish, which seems so
+exquisite to you, is very likely no better than perch or
+salmon; but it seemed impossible to procure it, and here it
+is."
+
+"But how could you have these fish brought to France?"
+
+"Oh, nothing more easy. Each fish was brought over in a cask
+-- one filled with river herbs and weeds, the other with
+rushes and lake plants; they were placed in a wagon built on
+purpose, and thus the sterlet lived twelve days, the lamprey
+eight, and both were alive when my cook seized them, killing
+one with milk and the other with wine. You do not believe
+me, M. Danglars!"
+
+"I cannot help doubting," answered Danglars with his stupid
+smile.
+
+"Baptistin," said the count, "have the other fish brought in
+-- the sterlet and the lamprey which came in the other
+casks, and which are yet alive." Danglars opened his
+bewildered eyes; the company clapped their hands. Four
+servants carried in two casks covered with aquatic plants,
+and in each of which was breathing a fish similar to those
+on the table.
+
+"But why have two of each sort?" asked Danglars.
+
+"Merely because one might have died," carelessly answered
+Monte Cristo.
+
+"You are certainly an extraordinary man," said Danglars;
+"and philosophers may well say it is a fine thing to be
+rich."
+
+"And to have ideas," added Madame Danglars.
+
+"Oh, do not give me credit for this, madame; it was done by
+the Romans, who much esteemed them, and Pliny relates that
+they sent slaves from Ostia to Rome, who carried on their
+heads fish which he calls the mulus, and which, from the
+description, must probably be the goldfish. It was also
+considered a luxury to have them alive, it being an amusing
+sight to see them die, for, when dying, they change color
+three or four times, and like the rainbow when it
+disappears, pass through all the prismatic shades, after
+which they were sent to the kitchen. Their agony formed part
+of their merit -- if they were not seen alive, they were
+despised when dead."
+
+"Yes," said Debray, "but then Ostia is only a few leagues
+from Rome."
+
+"True," said Monte Cristo; "but what would be the use of
+living eighteen hundred years after Lucullus. if we can do
+no better than he could?" The two Cavalcanti opened their
+enormous eyes, but had the good sense not to say anything.
+"All this is very extraordinary," said Chateau-Renaud;
+"still, what I admire the most, I confess, is the marvellous
+promptitude with which your orders are executed. Is it not
+true that you only bought this house five or six days ago?"
+
+"Certainly not longer."
+
+"Well, I am sure it is quite transformed since last week. If
+I remember rightly, it had another entrance, and the
+court-yard was paved and empty; while to-day we have a
+splendid lawn, bordered by trees which appear to be a
+hundred years old."
+
+"Why not? I am fond of grass and shade," said Monte Cristo.
+
+"Yes," said Madame de Villefort, "the door was towards the
+road before, and on the day of my miraculous escape you
+brought me into the house from the road, I remember."
+
+"Yes, madame," said Monte Cristo; "but I preferred having an
+entrance which would allow me to see the Bois de Boulogne
+over my gate."
+
+"In four days," said Morrel; "it is extraordinary!"
+
+"Indeed," said Chateau-Renaud, "it seems quite miraculous to
+make a new house out of an old one; for it was very old, and
+dull too. I recollect coming for my mother to look at it
+when M. de Saint-Meran advertised it for sale two or three
+years ago."
+
+"M. de Saint-Meran?" said Madame de Villefort; "then this
+house belonged to M. de Saint-Meran before you bought it?"
+
+"It appears so," replied Monte Cristo.
+
+"Is it possible that you do not know of whom you purchased
+it?"
+
+"Quite so; my steward transacts all this business for me."
+
+"It is certainly ten years since the house had been
+occupied," said Chateau-Renaud, "and it was quite melancholy
+to look at it, with the blinds closed, the doors locked, and
+the weeds in the court. Really, if the house had not
+belonged to the father-in-law of the procureur, one might
+have thought it some accursed place where a horrible crime
+had been committed." Villefort, who had hitherto not tasted
+the three or four glasses of rare wine which were placed
+before him, here took one, and drank it off. Monte Cristo
+allowed a short time to elapse, and then said, "It is
+singular, baron, but the same idea came across me the first
+time I came here; it looked so gloomy I should never have
+bought it if my steward had not taken the matter into his
+own hands. Perhaps the fellow had been bribed by the
+notary."
+
+"It is probable," stammered out Villefort, trying to smile;
+"but I can assure you that I had nothing to do with any such
+proceeding. This house is part of Valentine's
+marriage-portion, and M. de Saint-Meran wished to sell it;
+for if it had remained another year or two uninhabited it
+would have fallen to ruin." It was Morrel's turn to become
+pale.
+
+"There was, above all, one room," continued Monte Cristo,
+"very plain in appearance, hung with red damask, which, I
+know not why, appeared to me quite dramatic."
+
+"Why so?" said Danglars; "why dramatic?"
+
+"Can we account for instinct?" said Monte Cristo. "Are there
+not some places where we seem to breathe sadness? -- why, we
+cannot tell. It is a chain of recollections -- an idea which
+carries you back to other times, to other places -- which,
+very likely, have no connection with the present time and
+place. And there is something in this room which reminds me
+forcibly of the chamber of the Marquise de Ganges* or
+Desdemona. Stay, since we have finished dinner, I will show
+it to you, and then we will take coffee in the garden. After
+dinner, the play." Monte Cristo looked inquiringly at his
+guests. Madame de Villefort rose, Monte Cristo did the same,
+and the rest followed their example. Villefort and Madame
+Danglars remained for a moment, as if rooted to their seats;
+they questioned each other with vague and stupid glances.
+"Did you hear?" said Madame Danglars.
+
+* Elisabeth de Rossan, Marquise de Ganges, was one of the
+famous women of the court of Louis XIV. where she was known
+as "La Belle Provencale." She was the widow of the Marquise
+de Castellane when she married de Ganges, and having the
+misfortune to excite the enmity of her new brothers-in-law,
+was forced by them to take poison; and they finished her off
+with pistol and dagger. -- Ed.
+
+"We must go," replied Villefort, offering his arm. The
+others, attracted by curiosity, were already scattered in
+different parts of the house; for they thought the visit
+would not be limited to the one room, and that, at the same
+time, they would obtain a view of the rest of the building,
+of which Monte Cristo had created a palace. Each one went
+out by the open doors. Monte Cristo waited for the two who
+remained; then, when they had passed, he brought up the
+rear, and on his face was a smile, which, if they could have
+understood it, would have alarmed them much more than a
+visit to the room they were about to enter. They began by
+walking through the apartments, many of which were fitted up
+in the Eastern style, with cushions and divans instead of
+beds, and pipes instead of furniture. The drawing-rooms were
+decorated with the rarest pictures by the old masters, the
+boudoirs hung with draperies from China, of fanciful colors,
+fantastic design, and wonderful texture. At length they
+arrived at the famous room. There was nothing particular
+about it, excepting that, although daylight had disappeared,
+it was not lighted, and everything in it was old-fashioned,
+while the rest of the rooms had been redecorated. These two
+causes were enough to give it a gloomy aspect. "Oh." cried
+Madame de Villefort, "it is really frightful." Madame
+Danglars tried to utter a few words, but was not heard. Many
+observations were made, the import of which was a unanimous
+opinion that there was something sinister about the room.
+"Is it not so?" asked Monte Cristo. "Look at that large
+clumsy bed, hung with such gloomy, blood-colored drapery!
+And those two crayon portraits, that have faded from the
+dampness; do they not seem to say, with their pale lips and
+staring eyes, `We have seen'?" Villefort became livid;
+Madame Danglars fell into a long seat placed near the
+chimney. "Oh," said Madame de Villefort, smiling, "are you
+courageous enough to sit down upon the very seat perhaps
+upon which the crime was committed?" Madame Danglars rose
+suddenly.
+
+"And then," said Monte Cristo, "this is not all."
+
+"What is there more?" said Debray, who had not failed to
+notice the agitation of Madame Danglars.
+
+"Ah, what else is there?" said Danglars; "for, at present, I
+cannot say that I have seen anything extraordinary. What do
+you say, M. Cavalcanti?"
+
+"Ah," said he, "we have at Pisa, Ugolino's tower; at
+Ferrara, Tasso's prison; at Rimini, the room of Francesca
+and Paolo."
+
+"Yes, but you have not this little staircase," said Monte
+Cristo, opening a door concealed by the drapery. "Look at
+it, and tell me what you think of it."
+
+"What a wicked-looking, crooked staircase," said
+Chateau-Renaud with a smile.
+
+"I do not know whether the wine of Chios produces
+melancholy, but certainly everything appears to me black in
+this house," said Debray.
+
+Ever since Valentine's dowry had been mentioned, Morrel had
+been silent and sad. "Can you imagine," said Monte Cristo,
+"some Othello or Abbe de Ganges, one stormy, dark night,
+descending these stairs step by step, carrying a load, which
+he wishes to hide from the sight of man, if not from God?"
+Madame Danglars half fainted on the arm of Villefort, who
+was obliged to support himself against the wall. "Ah,
+madame," cried Debray, "what is the matter with you? how
+pale you look!"
+
+"It is very evident what is the matter with her," said
+Madame de Villefort; "M. de Monte Cristo is relating
+horrible stories to us, doubtless intending to frighten us
+to death."
+
+"Yes," said Villefort, "really, count, you frighten the
+ladies."
+
+"What is the matter?" asked Debray, in a whisper, of Madame
+Danglars.
+
+"Nothing," she replied with a violent effort. "I want air,
+that is all."
+
+"Will you come into the garden?" said Debray, advancing
+towards the back staircase.
+
+"No, no," she answered, "I would rather remain here."
+
+"Are you really frightened, madame?" said Monte Cristo.
+
+"Oh, no, sir," said Madame Danglars; "but you suppose scenes
+in a manner which gives them the appearance of reality "
+
+"Ah, yes," said Monte Cristo smiling; "it is all a matter of
+imagination. Why should we not imagine this the apartment of
+an honest mother? And this bed with red hangings, a bed
+visited by the goddess Lucina? And that mysterious
+staircase, the passage through which, not to disturb their
+sleep, the doctor and nurse pass, or even the father
+carrying the sleeping child?" Here Madame Danglars, instead
+of being calmed by the soft picture, uttered a groan and
+fainted. "Madame Danglars is ill," said Villefort; "it would
+be better to take her to her carriage."
+
+"Oh, mon Dieu," said Monte Cristo, "and I have forgotten my
+smelling-bottle!"
+
+"I have mine," said Madame de Villefort; and she passed over
+to Monte Cristo a bottle full of the same kind of red liquid
+whose good properties the count had tested on Edward.
+
+"Ah," said Monte Cristo, taking it from her hand.
+
+"Yes," she said, "at your advice I have made the trial."
+
+"And have you succeeded?"
+
+"I think so."
+
+Madame Danglars was carried into the adjoining room; Monte
+Cristo dropped a very small portion of the red liquid upon
+her lips; she returned to consciousness. "Ah," she cried,
+"what a frightful dream!"
+
+Villefort pressed her hand to let her know it was not a
+dream. They looked for M. Danglars, but, as he was not
+especially interested in poetical ideas, he had gone into
+the garden, and was talking with Major Cavalcanti on the
+projected railway from Leghorn to Florence. Monte Cristo
+seemed in despair. He took the arm of Madame Danglars, and
+conducted her into the garden, where they found Danglars
+taking coffee between the Cavalcanti. "Really, madame," he
+said, "did I alarm you much?"
+
+"Oh, no, sir," she answered; "but you know, things impress
+us differently, according to the mood of our minds."
+Villefort forced a laugh. "And then, you know," he said, "an
+idea, a supposition, is sufficient."
+
+"Well," said Monte Cristo, "you may believe me if you like,
+but it is my opinion that a crime has been committed in this
+house."
+
+"Take care," said Madame de Villefort, "the king's attorney
+is here."
+
+"Ah," replied Monte Cristo, "since that is the case, I will
+take advantage of his presence to make my declaration."
+
+"Your declaration?" said Villefort.
+
+"Yes, before witnesses."
+
+"Oh, this is very interesting," said Debray; "if there
+really has been a crime, we will investigate it."
+
+"There has been a crime," said Monte Cristo. "Come this way,
+gentlemen; come, M. Villefort, for a declaration to be
+available, should be made before the competent authorities."
+He then took Villefort's arm, and, at the same time, holding
+that of Madame Danglars under his own, he dragged the
+procureur to the plantain-tree, where the shade was
+thickest. All the other guests followed. "Stay," said Monte
+Cristo, "here, in this very spot" (and he stamped upon the
+ground), "I had the earth dug up and fresh mould put in, to
+refresh these old trees; well, my man, digging, found a box,
+or rather, the iron-work of a box, in the midst of which was
+the skeleton of a newly born infant." Monte Cristo felt the
+arm of Madame Danglars stiffen, while that of Villefort
+trembled. "A newly born infant," repeated Debray; "this
+affair becomes serious!"
+
+"Well," said Chateau-Renaud, "I was not wrong just now then,
+when I said that houses had souls and faces like men, and
+that their exteriors carried the impress of their
+characters. This house was gloomy because it was remorseful:
+it was remorseful because it concealed a crime."
+
+"Who said it was a crime?" asked Villefort, with a last
+effort.
+
+"How? is it not a crime to bury a living child in a garden?"
+cried Monte Cristo. "And pray what do you call such an
+action?"
+
+"But who said it was buried alive?"
+
+"Why bury it there if it were dead? This garden has never
+been a cemetery."
+
+"What is done to infanticides in this country?" asked Major
+Cavalcanti innocently.
+
+"Oh, their heads are soon cut off," said Danglars.
+
+"Ah, indeed?" said Cavalcanti.
+
+"I think so; am I not right, M. de Villefort?" asked Monte
+Cristo.
+
+"Yes, count," replied Villefort, in a voice now scarcely
+human.
+
+Monte Cristo, seeing that the two persons for whom he had
+prepared this scene could scarcely endure it, and not
+wishing to carry it too far, said, "Come, gentlemen, -- some
+coffee, we seem to have forgotten it," and he conducted the
+guests back to the table on the lawn.
+
+"Indeed, count," said Madame Danglars, "I am ashamed to own
+it, but all your frightful stories have so upset me, that I
+must beg you to let me sit down;" and she fell into a chair.
+Monte Cristo bowed, and went to Madame de Villefort. "I
+think Madame Danglars again requires your bottle," he said.
+But before Madame de Villefort could reach her friend the
+procureur had found time to whisper to Madame Danglars, "I
+must speak to you."
+
+"When?"
+
+"To-morrow."
+
+"Where?"
+
+"In my office, or in the court, if you like, -- that is the
+surest place."
+
+"I will be there." -- At this moment Madame de Villefort
+approached. "Thanks, my dear friend," said Madame Danglars,
+trying to smile; "it is over now, and I am much better."
+
+
+
+Chapter 64
+The Beggar.
+
+The evening passed on; Madame de Villefort expressed a
+desire to return to Paris, which Madame Danglars had not
+dared to do, notwithstanding the uneasiness she experienced.
+On his wife's request, M. de Villefort was the first to give
+the signal of departure. He offered a seat in his landau to
+Madame Danglars, that she might be under the care of his
+wife. As for M. Danglars, absorbed in an interesting
+conversation with M. Cavalcanti, he paid no attention to
+anything that was passing. While Monte Cristo had begged the
+smelling-bottle of Madame de Villefort, he had noticed the
+approach of Villefort to Madame Danglars, and he soon
+guessed all that had passed between them, though the words
+had been uttered in so low a voice as hardly to be heard by
+Madame Danglars. Without opposing their arrangements, he
+allowed Morrel, Chateau-Renaud, and Debray to leave on
+horseback, and the ladies in M. de Villefort's carriage.
+Danglars, more and more delighted with Major Cavalcanti, had
+offered him a seat in his carriage. Andrea Cavalcanti found
+his tilbury waiting at the door; the groom, in every respect
+a caricature of the English fashion, was standing on tiptoe
+to hold a large iron-gray horse.
+
+Andrea had spoken very little during dinner; he was an
+intelligent lad, and he feared to utter some absurdity
+before so many grand people, amongst whom, with dilating
+eyes, he saw the king's attorney. Then he had been seized
+upon by Danglars, who, with a rapid glance at the
+stiff-necked old major and his modest son, and taking into
+consideration the hospitality of the count, made up his mind
+that he was in the society of some nabob come to Paris to
+finish the worldly education of his heir. He contemplated
+with unspeakable delight the large diamond which shone on
+the major's little finger; for the major, like a prudent
+man, in case of any accident happening to his bank-notes,
+had immediately converted them into an available asset.
+Then, after dinner, on the pretext of business, he
+questioned the father and son upon their mode of living; and
+the father and son, previously informed that it was through
+Danglars the one was to receive his 48,000 francs and the
+other 50,000 livres annually, were so full of affability
+that they would have shaken hands even with the banker's
+servants, so much did their gratitude need an object to
+expend itself upon. One thing above all the rest heightened
+the respect, nay almost the veneration, of Danglars for
+Cavalcanti. The latter, faithful to the principle of Horace,
+nil admirari, had contented himself with showing his
+knowledge by declaring in what lake the best lampreys were
+caught. Then he had eaten some without saying a word more;
+Danglars, therefore, concluded that such luxuries were
+common at the table of the illustrious descendant of the
+Cavalcanti, who most likely in Lucca fed upon trout brought
+from Switzerland, and lobsters sent from England, by the
+same means used by the count to bring the lampreys from Lake
+Fusaro, and the sterlet from the Volga. Thus it was with
+much politeness of manner that he heard Cavalcanti pronounce
+these words, "To-morrow, sir, I shall have the honor of
+waiting upon you on business."
+
+"And I, sir," said Danglars, "shall be most happy to receive
+you." Upon which he offered to take Cavalcanti in his
+carriage to the Hotel des Princes, if it would not be
+depriving him of the company of his son. To this Cavalcanti
+replied by saying that for some time past his son had lived
+independently of him, that he had his own horses and
+carriages, and that not having come together, it would not
+be difficult for them to leave separately. The major seated
+himself, therefore, by the side of Danglars, who was more
+and more charmed with the ideas of order and economy which
+ruled this man, and yet who, being able to allow his son
+60,000 francs a year, might be supposed to possess a fortune
+of 500,000 or 600,000 livres.
+
+As for Andrea, he began, by way of showing off, to scold his
+groom, who, instead of bringing the tilbury to the steps of
+the house, had taken it to the outer door, thus giving him
+the trouble of walking thirty steps to reach it. The groom
+heard him with humility, took the bit of the impatient
+animal with his left hand, and with the right held out the
+reins to Andrea, who, taking them from him, rested his
+polished boot lightly on the step. At that moment a hand
+touched his shoulder. The young man turned round, thinking
+that Danglars or Monte Cristo had forgotten something they
+wished to tell him, and had returned just as they were
+starting. But instead of either of these, he saw nothing but
+a strange face, sunburnt, and encircled by a beard, with
+eyes brilliant as carbuncles, and a smile upon the mouth
+which displayed a perfect set of white teeth, pointed and
+sharp as the wolf's or jackal's. A red handkerchief
+encircled his gray head; torn and filthy garments covered
+his large bony limbs, which seemed as though, like those of
+a skeleton, they would rattle as he walked; and the hand
+with which he leaned upon the young man's shoulder, and
+which was the first thing Andrea saw, seemed of gigantic
+size. Did the young man recognize that face by the light of
+the lantern in his tilbury, or was he merely struck with the
+horrible appearance of his interrogator? We cannot say; but
+only relate the fact that he shuddered and stepped back
+suddenly. "What do you want of me?" he asked.
+
+"Pardon me, my friend, if I disturb you," said the man with
+the red handkerchief, "but I want to speak to you."
+
+"You have no right to beg at night," said the groom,
+endeavoring to rid his master of the troublesome intruder.
+
+"I am not begging, my fine fellow," said the unknown to the
+servant, with so ironical an expression of the eye, and so
+frightful a smile, that he withdrew; "I only wish to say two
+or three words to your master, who gave me a commission to
+execute about a fortnight ago."
+
+"Come," said Andrea, with sufficient nerve for his servant
+not to perceive his agitation, "what do you want? Speak
+quickly, friend."
+
+The man said, in a low voice: "I wish -- I wish you to spare
+me the walk back to Paris. I am very tired, and as I have
+not eaten so good a dinner as you, I can scarcely stand."
+The young man shuddered at this strange familiarity. "Tell
+me," he said -- "tell me what you want?"
+
+"Well, then, I want you to take me up in your fine carriage,
+and carry me back." Andrea turned pale, but said nothing.
+
+"Yes," said the man, thrusting his hands into his pockets,
+and looking impudently at the youth; "I have taken the whim
+into my head; do you understand, Master Benedetto?"
+
+At this name, no doubt, the young man reflected a little,
+for he went towards his groom, saying, "This man is right; I
+did indeed charge him with a commission, the result of which
+he must tell me; walk to the barrier, there take a cab, that
+you may not be too late." The surprised groom retired. "Let
+me at least reach a shady spot," said Andrea.
+
+"Oh, as for that, I'll take you to a splendid place," said
+the man with the handkerchief; and taking the horse's bit he
+led the tilbury where it was certainly impossible for any
+one to witness the honor that Andrea conferred upon him.
+
+"Don't think I want the glory of riding in your fine
+carriage," said he; "oh, no, it's only because I am tired,
+and also because I have a little business to talk over with
+you."
+
+"Come, step in," said the young man. It was a pity this
+scene had not occurred in daylight, for it was curious to
+see this rascal throwing himself heavily down on the cushion
+beside the young and elegant driver of the tilbury. Andrea
+drove past the last house in the village without saying a
+word to his companion, who smiled complacently, as though
+well-pleased to find himself travelling in so comfortable a
+vehicle. Once out of Auteuil, Andrea looked around, in order
+to assure himself that he could neither be seen nor heard,
+and then, stopping the horse and crossing his arms before
+the man, he asked, -- "Now, tell me why you come to disturb
+my tranquillity?"
+
+"Let me ask you why you deceived me?"
+
+"How have I deceived you?"
+
+"`How,' do you ask? When we parted at the Pont du Var, you
+told me you were going to travel through Piedmont and
+Tuscany; but instead of that, you come to Paris."
+
+"How does that annoy you?"
+
+"It does not; on the contrary, I think it will answer my
+purpose."
+
+"So," said Andrea, "you are speculating upon me?"
+
+"What fine words he uses!"
+
+"I warn you, Master Caderousse, that you are mistaken."
+
+"Well, well, don't be angry, my boy; you know well enough
+what it is to be unfortunate; and misfortunes make us
+jealous. I thought you were earning a living in Tuscany or
+Piedmont by acting as facchino or cicerone, and I pitied you
+sincerely, as I would a child of my own. You know I always
+did call you my child."
+
+"Come, come, what then?"
+
+"Patience -- patience!"
+
+"I am patient, but go on."
+
+"All at once I see you pass through the barrier with a
+groom, a tilbury, and fine new clothes. You must have
+discovered a mine, or else become a stockbroker."
+
+"So that, as you confess, you are jealous?"
+
+"No, I am pleased -- so pleased that I wished to
+congratulate you; but as I am not quite properly dressed, I
+chose my opportunity, that I might not compromise you."
+
+"Yes, and a fine opportunity you have chosen!" exclaimed
+Andrea; "you speak to me before my servant."
+
+"How can I help that, my boy? I speak to you when I can
+catch you. You have a quick horse, a light tilbury, you are
+naturally as slippery as an eel; if I had missed you
+to-night, I might not have had another chance."
+
+"You see, I do not conceal myself."
+
+"You are lucky; I wish I could say as much, for I do conceal
+myself; and then I was afraid you would not recognize me,
+but you did," added Caderousse with his unpleasant smile.
+"It was very polite of you."
+
+"Come," said Andrea, "what do want?"
+
+"You do not speak affectionately to me, Benedetto, my old
+friend, that is not right -- take care, or I may become
+troublesome." This menace smothered the young man's passion.
+He urged the horse again into a trot. "You should not speak
+so to an old friend like me, Caderousse, as you said just
+now; you are a native of Marseilles, I am" --
+
+"Do you know then now what you are?"
+
+"No, but I was brought up in Corsica; you are old and
+obstinate, I am young and wilful. Between people like us
+threats are out of place, everything should be amicably
+arranged. Is it my fault if fortune, which has frowned on
+you, has been kind to me?"
+
+"Fortune has been kind to you, then? Your tilbury, your
+groom, your clothes, are not then hired? Good, so much the
+better," said Caderousse, his eyes sparkling with avarice.
+
+"Oh, you knew that well enough before speaking to me," said
+Andrea, becoming more and more excited. "If I had been
+wearing a handkerchief like yours on my head, rags on my
+back, and worn-out shoes on my feet, you would not have
+known me."
+
+"You wrong me, my boy; now I have found you, nothing
+prevents my being as well-dressed as any one, knowing, as I
+do, the goodness of your heart. If you have two coats you
+will give me one of them. I used to divide my soup and beans
+with you when you were hungry."
+
+"True," said Andrea.
+
+"What an appetite you used to have! Is it as good now?"
+
+"Oh, yes," replied Andrea, laughing.
+
+"How did you come to be dining with that prince whose house
+you have just left?"
+
+"He is not a prince; simply a count."
+
+"A count, and a rich one too, eh?"
+
+"Yes; but you had better not have anything to say to him,
+for he is not a very good-tempered gentleman."
+
+"Oh, be easy! I have no design upon your count, and you
+shall have him all to yourself. But," said Caderousse, again
+smiling with the disagreeable expression he had before
+assumed, "you must pay for it -- you understand?"
+
+"Well, what do you want?"
+
+"I think that with a hundred francs a month" --
+
+"Well?"
+
+"I could live" --
+
+"Upon a hundred francs!"
+
+"Come -- you understand me; but that with" --
+
+"With?"
+
+"With a hundred and fifty francs I should be quite happy."
+
+"Here are two hundred," said Andrea; and he placed ten gold
+louis in the hand of Caderousse.
+
+"Good!" said Caderousse.
+
+"Apply to the steward on the first day of every mouth, and
+you will receive the same sum."
+
+"There now, again you degrade me."
+
+"How so?"
+
+"By making me apply to the servants, when I want to transact
+business with you alone."
+
+"Well, be it so, then. Take it from me then, and so long at
+least as I receive my income, you shall be paid yours."
+
+"Come, come; I always said you were a line fellow, and it is
+a blessing when good fortune happens to such as you. But
+tell me all about it?"
+
+"Why do you wish to know?" asked Cavalcanti.
+
+"What? do you again defy me?"
+
+"No; the fact is, I have found my father."
+
+"What? a real father?"
+
+"Yes, so long as he pays me" --
+
+"You'll honor and believe him -- that's right. What is his
+name?"
+
+"Major Cavalcanti."
+
+"Is he pleased with you?"
+
+"So far I have appeared to answer his purpose."
+
+"And who found this father for you?"
+
+"The Count of Monte Cristo."
+
+"The man whose house you have just left?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"I wish you would try and find me a situation with him as
+grandfather, since he holds the money-chest!"
+
+"Well, I will mention you to him. Meanwhile, what are you
+going to do?"
+
+"I?"
+
+"Yes, you."
+
+"It is very kind of you to trouble yourself about me."
+
+"Since you interest yourself in my affairs, I think it is
+now my turn to ask you some questions."
+
+"Ah, true. Well; I shall rent a room in some respectable
+house, wear a decent coat, shave every day, and go and read
+the papers in a cafe. Then, in the evening, I shall go to
+the theatre; I shall look like some retired baker. That is
+what I want."
+
+"Come, if you will only put this scheme into execution, and
+be steady, nothing could be better."
+
+"Do you think so, M. Bossuet? And you -- what will you
+become? A peer of France?"
+
+"Ah," said Andrea, "who knows?"
+
+"Major Cavalcanti is already one, perhaps; but then,
+hereditary rank is abolished."
+
+"No politics, Caderousse. And now that you have all you
+want, and that we understand each other, jump down from the
+tilbury and disappear."
+
+"Not at all, my good friend."
+
+"How? Not at all?"
+
+"Why, just think for a moment; with this red handkerchief on
+my head, with scarcely any shoes, no papers, and ten gold
+napoleons in my pocket, without reckoning what was there
+before -- making in all about two hundred francs, -- why, I
+should certainly be arrested at the barriers. Then, to
+justify myself, I should say that you gave me the money;
+this would cause inquiries, it would be found that I left
+Toulon without giving due notice, and I should then be
+escorted back to the shores of the Mediterranean. Then I
+should become simply No. 106, and good-by to my dream of
+resembling the retired baker! No, no, my boy; I prefer
+remaining honorably in the capital." Andrea scowled.
+Certainly, as he had himself owned, the reputed son of Major
+Cavalcanti was a wilful fellow. He drew up for a minute,
+threw a rapid glance around him, and then his hand fell
+instantly into his pocket, where it began playing with a
+pistol. But, meanwhile, Caderousse, who had never taken his
+eyes off his companion, passed his hand behind his back, and
+opened a long Spanish knife, which he always carried with
+him, to be ready in case of need. The two friends, as we
+see, were worthy of and understood one another. Andrea's
+hand left his pocket inoffensively, and was carried up to
+the red mustache, which it played with for some time. "Good
+Caderousse," he said, "how happy you will be."
+
+"I will do my best," said the inn-keeper of the Pont du
+Gard, shutting up his knife.
+
+"Well, then, we will go into Paris. But how will you pass
+through the barrier without exciting suspicion? It seems to
+me that you are in more danger riding than on foot."
+
+"Wait," said Caderousse, "we shall see." He then took the
+great-coat with the large collar, which the groom had left
+behind in the tilbury, and put it on his back; then he took
+off Cavalcanti's hat, which he placed upon his own head, and
+finally he assumed the careless attitude of a servant whose
+master drives himself.
+
+"But, tell me," said Andrea, "am I to remain bareheaded?"
+
+"Pooh," said Caderousse; "it is so windy that your hat can
+easily appear to have blown off."
+
+"Come, come; enough of this," said Cavalcanti.
+
+"What are you waiting for?" said Caderousse. "I hope I am
+not the cause."
+
+"Hush," said Andrea. They passed the barrier without
+accident. At the first cross street Andrea stopped his
+horse, and Caderousse leaped out.
+
+"Well!" said Andrea, -- "my servant's coat and my hat?"
+
+"Ah," said Caderousse, "you would not like me to risk taking
+cold?"
+
+"But what am I to do?"
+
+"You? Oh, you are young while I am beginning to get old. Au
+revoir, Benedetto;" and running into a court, he
+disappeared. "Alas," said Andrea, sighing, "one cannot be
+completely happy in this world!"
+
+
+
+Chapter 65
+A Conjugal Scene.
+
+At the Place Louis XV. the three young people separated --
+that is to say, Morrel went to the Boulevards,
+Chateau-Renaud to the Pont de la Revolution, and Debray to
+the Quai. Most probably Morrel and Chateau-Renaud returned
+to their "domestic hearths," as they say in the gallery of
+the Chamber in well-turned speeches, and in the theatre of
+the Rue Richelieu in well-written pieces; but it was not the
+case with Debray. When he reached the wicket of the Louvre,
+he turned to the left, galloped across the Carrousel, passed
+through the Rue Saint-Roch, and, issuing from the Rue de la
+Michodiere, he arrived at M. Danglars' door just at the same
+time that Villefort's landau, after having deposited him and
+his wife at the Faubourg St. Honore, stopped to leave the
+baroness at her own house. Debray, with the air of a man
+familiar with the house, entered first into the court, threw
+his bridle into the hands of a footman, and returned to the
+door to receive Madame Danglars, to whom he offered his arm,
+to conduct her to her apartments. The gate once closed, and
+Debray and the baroness alone in the court, he asked, --
+"What was the matter with you, Hermine? and why were you so
+affected at that story, or rather fable, which the count
+related?"
+
+"Because I have been in such shocking spirits all the
+evening, my friend," said the baroness.
+
+"No, Hermine," replied Debray; "you cannot make me believe
+that; on the contrary, you were in excellent spirits when
+you arrived at the count's. M. Danglars was disagreeable,
+certainly, but I know how much you care for his ill-humor.
+Some one has vexed you; I will allow no one to annoy you."
+
+"You are deceived, Lucien, I assure you," replied Madame
+Danglars; "and what I have told you is really the case,
+added to the ill-humor you remarked, but which I did not
+think it worth while to allude to." It was evident that
+Madame Danglars was suffering from that nervous irritability
+which women frequently cannot account for even to
+themselves; or that, as Debray had guessed, she had
+experienced some secret agitation that she would not
+acknowledge to any one. Being a man who knew that the former
+of these symptoms was one of the inherent penalties of
+womanhood, he did not then press his inquiries, but waited
+for a more appropriate opportunity when he should again
+interrogate her, or receive an avowal proprio motu. At the
+door of her apartment the baroness met Mademoiselle
+Cornelie, her confidential maid. "What is my daughter
+doing?" asked Madame Danglars.
+
+"She practiced all the evening, and then went to bed,"
+replied Mademoiselle Cornelie.
+
+"Yet I think I hear her piano."
+
+"It is Mademoiselle Louise d'Armilly, who is playing while
+Mademoiselle Danglars is in bed."
+
+"Well," said Madame Danglars, "come and undress me." They
+entered the bedroom. Debray stretched himself upon a large
+couch, and Madame Danglars passed into her dressing-room
+with Mademoiselle Cornelie. "My dear M. Lucien," said Madame
+Danglars through the door, "you are always complaining that
+Eugenie will not address a word to you."
+
+"Madame," said Lucien, playing with a little dog, who,
+recognizing him as a friend of the house, expected to be
+caressed, "I am not the only one who makes similar
+complaints, I think I heard Morcerf say that he could not
+extract a word from his betrothed."
+
+"True," said Madame Danglars; "yet I think this will all
+pass off, and that you will one day see her enter your
+study."
+
+"My study?"
+
+"At least that of the minister."
+
+"Why so!"
+
+"To ask for an engagement at the Opera. Really, I never saw
+such an infatuation for music; it is quite ridiculous for a
+young lady of fashion." Debray smiled. "Well," said he, "let
+her come, with your consent and that of the baron, and we
+will try and give her an engagement, though we are very poor
+to pay such talent as hers."
+
+"Go, Cornelie," said Madame Danglars, "I do not require you
+any longer."
+
+Cornelie obeyed, and the next minute Madame Danglars left
+her room in a charming loose dress, and came and sat down
+close to Debray. Then she began thoughtfully to caress the
+little spaniel. Lucien looked at her for a moment in
+silence. "Come, Hermine," he said, after a short time,
+"answer candidly, -- something vexes you -- is it not so?"
+
+"Nothing," answered the baroness.
+
+And yet, as she could scarcely breathe, she rose and went
+towards a looking-glass. "I am frightful to-night," she
+said. Debray rose, smiling, and was about to contradict the
+baroness upon this latter point, when the door opened
+suddenly. M. Danglars appeared; Debray reseated himself. At
+the noise of the door Madame Danglars turned round, and
+looked upon her husband with an astonishment she took no
+trouble to conceal. "Good-evening, madame," said the banker;
+"good-evening, M. Debray."
+
+Probably the baroness thought this unexpected visit
+signified a desire to make up for the sharp words he had
+uttered during the day. Assuming a dignified air, she turned
+round to Debray, without answering her husband. "Read me
+something, M. Debray," she said. Debray, who was slightly
+disturbed at this visit, recovered himself when he saw the
+calmness of the baroness, and took up a book marked by a
+mother-of-pearl knife inlaid with gold. "Excuse me," said
+the banker, "but you will tire yourself, baroness, by such
+late hours, and M. Debray lives some distance from here."
+
+Debray was petrified, not only to hear Danglars speak so
+calmly and politely, but because it was apparent that
+beneath outward politeness there really lurked a determined
+spirit of opposition to anything his wife might wish to do.
+The baroness was also surprised, and showed her astonishment
+by a look which would doubtless have had some effect upon
+her husband if he had not been intently occupied with the
+paper, where he was looking to see the closing stock
+quotations. The result was, that the proud look entirely
+failed of its purpose.
+
+"M. Lucien," said the baroness, "I assure you I have no
+desire to sleep, and that I have a thousand things to tell
+you this evening, which you must listen to, even though you
+slept while hearing me."
+
+"I am at your service, madame," replied Lucien coldly.
+
+"My dear M. Debray," said the banker, "do not kill yourself
+to-night listening to the follies of Madame Danglars, for
+you can hear them as well to-morrow; but I claim to-night
+and will devote it, if you will allow me, to talk over some
+serious matters with my wife." This time the blow was so
+well aimed, and hit so directly, that Lucien and the
+baroness were staggered, and they interrogated each other
+with their eyes, as if to seek help against this aggression,
+but the irresistible will of the master of the house
+prevailed, and the husband was victorious.
+
+"Do not think I wish to turn you out, my dear Debray,"
+continued Danglars; "oh, no, not at all. An unexpected
+occurrence forces me to ask my wife to have a little
+conversation with me; it is so rarely I make such a request,
+I am sure you cannot grudge it to me." Debray muttered
+something, bowed and went out, knocking himself against the
+edge of the door, like Nathan in "Athalie."
+
+"It is extraordinary," he said, when the door was closed
+behind him, "how easily these husbands, whom we ridicule,
+gain an advantage over us."
+
+Lucien having left, Danglars took his place on the sofa,
+closed the open book, and placing himself in a dreadfully
+dictatorial attitude, he began playing with the dog; but the
+animal, not liking him as well as Debray, and attempting to
+bite him, Danglars seized him by the skin of his neck and
+threw him upon a couch on the other side of the room. The
+animal uttered a cry during the transit, but, arrived at its
+destination, it crouched behind the cushions, and stupefied
+at such unusual treatment remained silent and motionless.
+"Do you know, sir," asked the baroness, "that you are
+improving? Generally you are only rude, but to-night you are
+brutal."
+
+"It is because I am in a worse humor than usual," replied
+Danglars. Hermine looked at the banker with supreme disdain.
+These glances frequently exasperated the pride of Danglars,
+but this evening he took no notice of them.
+
+"And what have I to do with your ill-humor?" said the
+baroness, irritated at the impassibility of her husband; "do
+these things concern me? Keep your ill-humor at home in your
+money boxes, or, since you have clerks whom you pay, vent it
+upon them."
+
+"Not so," replied Danglars; "your advice is wrong, so I
+shall not follow it. My money boxes are my Pactolus, as, I
+think, M. Demoustier says, and I will not retard its course,
+or disturb its calm. My clerks are honest men, who earn my
+fortune, whom I pay much below their deserts, if I may value
+them according to what they bring in; therefore I shall not
+get into a passion with them; those with whom I will be in a
+passion are those who eat my dinners, mount my horses, and
+exhaust my fortune."
+
+"And pray who are the persons who exhaust your fortune?
+Explain yourself more clearly, I beg, sir."
+
+"Oh, make yourself easy! -- I am not speaking riddles, and
+you will soon know what I mean. The people who exhaust my
+fortune are those who draw out 700,000 francs in the course
+of an hour."
+
+"I do not understand you, sir," said the baroness, trying to
+disguise the agitation of her voice and the flush of her
+face. "You understand me perfectly, on the contrary," said
+Danglars: "but, if you will persist, I will tell you that I
+have just lost 700,000 francs upon the Spanish loan."
+
+"And pray," asked the baroness, "am I responsible for this
+loss?"
+
+"Why not?"
+
+"Is it my fault you have lost 700,000 francs?"
+
+"Certainly it is not mine."
+
+"Once for all, sir," replied the baroness sharply, "I tell
+you I will not hear cash named; it is a style of language I
+never heard in the house of my parents or in that of my
+first husband."
+
+"Oh, I can well believe that, for neither of them was worth
+a penny."
+
+"The better reason for my not being conversant with the
+slang of the bank, which is here dinning in my ears from
+morning to night; that noise of jingling crowns, which are
+constantly being counted and re-counted, is odious to me. I
+only know one thing I dislike more, which is the sound of
+your voice."
+
+"Really?" said Danglars. "Well, this surprises me, for I
+thought you took the liveliest interest in all my affairs!"
+
+"I? What could put such an idea into your head?"
+
+"Yourself."
+
+"Ah? -- what next?"
+
+"Most assuredly."
+
+"I should like to know upon what occasion?"
+
+"Oh, mon Dieu, that is very easily done. Last February you
+were the first who told me of the Haitian funds. You had
+dreamed that a ship had entered the harbor at Havre, that
+this ship brought news that a payment we had looked upon as
+lost was going to be made. I know how clear-sighted your
+dreams are; I therefore purchased immediately as many shares
+as I could of the Haitian debt, and I gained 400,000 francs
+by it, of which 100,000 have been honestly paid to you. You
+spent it as you pleased; that was your business. In March
+there was a question about a grant to a railway. Three
+companies presented themselves, each offering equal
+securities. You told me that your instinct, -- and although
+you pretend to know nothing about speculations, I think on
+the contrary, that your comprehension is very clear upon
+certain affairs, -- well, you told me that your instinct led
+you to believe the grant would be given to the company
+called the Southern. I bought two thirds of the shares of
+that company; as you had foreseen, the shares trebled in
+value, and I picked up a million, from which 250,000 francs
+were paid to you for pin-money. How have you spent this
+250,000 francs? -- it is no business of mine."
+
+"When are you coming to the point?" cried the baroness,
+shivering with anger and impatience.
+
+"Patience, madame, I am coming to it."
+
+"That's fortunate."
+
+"In April you went to dine at the minister's. You heard a
+private conversation respecting Spanish affairs -- on the
+expulsion of Don Carlos. I bought some Spanish shares. The
+expulsion took place and I pocketed 600,000 francs the day
+Charles V. repassed the Bidassoa. Of these 600,000 francs
+you took 50,000 crowns. They were yours, you disposed of
+them according to your fancy, and I asked no questions; but
+it is not the less true that you have this year received
+500,000 livres."
+
+"Well, sir, and what then?"
+
+"Ah, yes, it was just after this that you spoiled
+everything."
+
+"Really, your manner of speaking" --
+
+"It expresses my meaning, and that is all I want. Well,
+three days after that you talked politics with M. Debray,
+and you fancied from his words that Don Carlos had returned
+to Spain. Well, I sold my shares, the news got out, and I no
+longer sold -- I gave them away, next day I find the news
+was false, and by this false report I have lost 700,000
+francs."
+
+"Well?"
+
+"Well, since I gave you a fourth of my gains, I think you
+owe me a fourth of my losses; the fourth of 700,000 francs
+is 175,000 francs."
+
+"What you say is absurd, and I cannot see why M. Debray's
+name is mixed up in this affair."
+
+"Because if you do not possess the 175,000 francs I reclaim,
+you must have lent them to your friends, and M. Debray is
+one of your friends."
+
+"For shame!" exclaimed the baroness.
+
+"Oh, let us have no gestures, no screams, no modern drama,
+or you will oblige me to tell you that I see Debray leave
+here, pocketing the whole of the 500,000 livres you have
+handed over to him this year, while he smiles to himself,
+saying that he has found what the most skilful players have
+never discovered -- that is, a roulette where he wins
+without playing, and is no loser when he loses." The
+baroness became enraged. "Wretch!" she cried, "will you dare
+to tell me you did not know what you now reproach me with?"
+
+"I do not say that I did know it, and I do not say that I
+did not know it. I merely tell you to look into my conduct
+during the last four years that we have ceased to be husband
+and wife, and see whether it has not always been consistent.
+Some time after our rupture, you wished to study music,
+under the celebrated baritone who made such a successful
+appearance at the Theatre Italien; at the same time I felt
+inclined to learn dancing of the danseuse who acquired such
+a reputation in London. This cost me, on your account and
+mine, 100,000 francs. I said nothing, for we must have peace
+in the house; and 100,000 francs for a lady and gentleman to
+be properly instructed in music and dancing are not too
+much. Well, you soon become tired of singing, and you take a
+fancy to study diplomacy with the minister's secretary. You
+understand, it signifies nothing to me so long as you pay
+for your lessons out of your own cashbox. But to-day I find
+you are drawing on mine, and that your apprenticeship may
+cost me 700,000 francs per month. Stop there, madame, for
+this cannot last. Either the diplomatist must give his
+lessons gratis, and I will tolerate him, or he must never
+set his foot again in my house; -- do you understand,
+madame?"
+
+"Oh, this is too much," cried Hermine, choking, "you are
+worse than despicable."
+
+"But," continued Danglars, "I find you did not even pause
+there" --
+
+"Insults!"
+
+"You are right; let us leave these facts alone, and reason
+coolly. I have never interfered in your affairs excepting
+for your good; treat me in the same way. You say you have
+nothing to do with my cash-box. Be it so. Do as you like
+with your own, but do not fill or empty mine. Besides, how
+do I know that this was not a political trick, that the
+minister enraged at seeing me in the opposition, and jealous
+of the popular sympathy I excite, has not concerted with M.
+Debray to ruin me?"
+
+"A probable thing!"
+
+"Why not? Who ever heard of such an occurrence as this? -- a
+false telegraphic despatch -- it is almost impossible for
+wrong signals to be made as they were in the last two
+telegrams. It was done on purpose for me -- I am sure of
+it."
+
+"Sir," said the baroness humbly, "are you not aware that the
+man employed there was dismissed, that they talked of going
+to law with him, that orders were issued to arrest him and
+that this order would have been put into execution if he had
+not escaped by flight, which proves that he was either mad
+or guilty? It was a mistake."
+
+"Yes, which made fools laugh, which caused the minister to
+have a sleepless night, which has caused the minister's
+secretaries to blacken several sheets of paper, but which
+has cost me 700,000 francs."
+
+"But, sir," said Hermine suddenly, "if all this is, as you
+say, caused by M. Debray, why, instead of going direct to
+him, do you come and tell me of it? Why, to accuse the man,
+do you address the woman?"
+
+"Do I know M. Debray? -- do I wish to know him? -- do I wish
+to know that he gives advice? -- do I wish to follow it? --
+do I speculate? No; you do all this, not I."
+
+"Still it seems to me, that as you profit by it -- "
+
+Danglars shrugged his shoulders. "Foolish creature," he
+exclaimed. "Women fancy they have talent because they have
+managed two or three intrigues without being the talk of
+Paris! But know that if you had even hidden your
+irregularities from your husband, who has but the
+commencement of the art -- for generally husbands will not
+see -- you would then have been but a faint imitation of
+most of your friends among the women of the world. But it
+has not been so with me, -- I see, and always have seen,
+during the last sixteen years. You may, perhaps, have hidden
+a thought; but not a step, not an action, not a fault, has
+escaped me, while you flattered yourself upon your address,
+and firmly believed you had deceived me. What has been the
+result? -- that, thanks to my pretended ignorance, there is
+none of your friends, from M. de Villefort to M. Debray, who
+has not trembled before me. There is not one who has not
+treated me as the master of the house, -- the only title I
+desire with respect to you; there is not one, in fact, who
+would have dared to speak of me as I have spoken of them
+this day. I will allow you to make me hateful, but I will
+prevent your rendering me ridiculous, and, above all, I
+forbid you to ruin me."
+
+The baroness had been tolerably composed until the name of
+Villefort had been pronounced; but then she became pale,
+and, rising, as if touched by a spring, she stretched out
+her hands as though conjuring an apparition; she then took
+two or three steps towards her husband, as though to tear
+the secret from him, of which he was ignorant, or which he
+withheld from some odious calculation, -- odious, as all his
+calculations were. "M. de Villefort! -- What do you mean?"
+
+"I mean that M. de Nargonne, your first husband, being
+neither a philosopher nor a banker, or perhaps being both,
+and seeing there was nothing to be got out of a king's
+attorney, died of grief or anger at finding, after an
+absence of nine months, that you had been enceinte six. I am
+brutal, -- I not only allow it, but boast of it; it is one
+of the reasons of my success in commercial business. Why did
+he kill himself instead of you? Because he had no cash to
+save. My life belongs to my cash. M. Debray has made me lose
+700,000 francs; let him bear his share of the loss, and we
+will go on as before; if not, let him become bankrupt for
+the 250,000 livres, and do as all bankrupts do -- disappear.
+He is a charming fellow, I allow, when his news is correct;
+but when it is not, there are fifty others in the world who
+would do better than he."
+
+Madame Danglars was rooted to the spot; she made a violent
+effort to reply to this last attack, but she fell upon a
+chair thinking of Villefort, of the dinner scene, of the
+strange series of misfortunes which had taken place in her
+house during the last few days, and changed the usual calm
+of her establishment to a scene of scandalous debate.
+Danglars did not even look at her, though she did her best
+to faint. He shut the bedroom door after him, without adding
+another word, and returned to his apartments; and when
+Madame Danglars recovered from her half-fainting condition,
+she could almost believe that she had had a disagreeable
+dream.
+
+
+
+Chapter 66
+Matrimonial Projects.
+
+The day following this scene, at the hour the banker usually
+chose to pay a visit to Madame Danglars on his way to his
+office, his coupe did not appear. At this time, that is,
+about half-past twelve, Madame Danglars ordered her
+carriage, and went out. Danglars, hidden behind a curtain,
+watched the departure he had been waiting for. He gave
+orders that he should be informed as soon as Madame Danglars
+appeared; but at two o'clock she had not returned. He then
+called for his horses, drove to the Chamber, and inscribed
+his name to speak against the budget. From twelve to two
+o'clock Danglars had remained in his study, unsealing his
+dispatches, and becoming more and more sad every minute,
+heaping figure upon figure, and receiving, among other
+visits, one from Major Cavalcanti, who, as stiff and exact
+as ever, presented himself precisely at the hour named the
+night before, to terminate his business with the banker. On
+leaving the Chamber, Danglars, who had shown violent marks
+of agitation during the sitting, and been more bitter than
+ever against the ministry, re-entered his carriage, and told
+the coachman to drive to the Avenue des Champs-Elysees, No.
+30.
+
+Monte Cristo was at home; only he was engaged with some one
+and begged Danglars to wait for a moment in the
+drawing-room. While the banker was waiting in the anteroom,
+the door opened, and a man dressed as an abbe and doubtless
+more familiar with the house than he was, came in and
+instead of waiting, merely bowed, passed on to the farther
+apartments, and disappeared. A minute after the door by
+which the priest had entered reopened, and Monte Cristo
+appeared. "Pardon me," said he, "my dear baron, but one of
+my friends, the Abbe Busoni, whom you perhaps saw pass by,
+has just arrived in Paris; not having seen him for a long
+time, I could not make up my mind to leave him sooner, so I
+hope this will be sufficient reason for my having made you
+wait."
+
+"Nay," said Danglars, "it is my fault; I have chosen my
+visit at a wrong time, and will retire."
+
+"Not at all; on the contrary, be seated; but what is the
+matter with you? You look careworn; really, you alarm me.
+Melancholy in a capitalist, like the appearance of a comet,
+presages some misfortune to the world."
+
+"I have been in ill-luck for several days," said Danglars,
+"and I have heard nothing but bad news."
+
+"Ah, indeed?" said Monte Cristo. "Have you had another fall
+at the Bourse?"
+
+"No; I am safe for a few days at least. I am only annoyed
+about a bankrupt of Trieste."
+
+"Really? Does it happen to be Jacopo Manfredi?"
+
+"Exactly so. Imagine a man who has transacted business with
+me for I don't know how long, to the amount of 800,000 or
+900,000 francs during the year. Never a mistake or delay --
+a fellow who paid like a prince. Well, I was a million in
+advance with him, and now my fine Jacopo Manfredi suspends
+payment!"
+
+"Really?"
+
+"It is an unheard-of fatality. I draw upon him for 600,000
+francs, my bills are returned unpaid, and, more than that, I
+hold bills of exchange signed by him to the value of 400,000
+francs, payable at his correspondent's in Paris at the end
+of this month. To-day is the 30th. I present them; but my
+correspondent has disappeared. This, with my Spanish
+affairs, made a pretty end to the month."
+
+"Then you really lost by that affair in Spain?"
+
+"Yes; only 700,000 francs out of my cash-box -- nothing
+more!"
+
+"Why, how could you make such a mistake -- such an old
+stager?"
+
+"Oh, it is all my wife's fault. She dreamed Don Carlos had
+returned to Spain; she believes in dreams. It is magnetism,
+she says, and when she dreams a thing it is sure to happen,
+she assures me. On this conviction I allow her to speculate,
+she having her bank and her stockbroker; she speculated and
+lost. It is true she speculates with her own money, not
+mine; nevertheless, you can understand that when 700,000
+francs leave the wife's pocket, the husband always finds it
+out. But do you mean to say you have not heard of this? Why,
+the thing has made a tremendous noise."
+
+"Yes, I heard it spoken of, but I did not know the details,
+and then no one can be more ignorant than I am of the
+affairs in the Bourse."
+
+"Then you do not speculate?"
+
+"I? -- How could I speculate when I already have so much
+trouble in regulating my income? I should be obliged,
+besides my steward, to keep a clerk and a boy. But touching
+these Spanish affairs, I think that the baroness did not
+dream the whole of the Don Carlos matter. The papers said
+something about it, did they not?"
+
+"Then you believe the papers?"
+
+"I? -- not the least in the world; only I fancied that the
+honest Messager was an exception to the rule, and that it
+only announced telegraphic despatches."
+
+"Well, that's what puzzles me," replied Danglars; "the news
+of the return of Don Carlos was brought by telegraph."
+
+"So that," said Monte Cristo, "you have lost nearly
+1,700,000 francs this month."
+
+"Not nearly, indeed; that is exactly my loss."
+
+"Diable," said Monte Cristo compassionately, "it is a hard
+blow for a third-rate fortune."
+
+"Third-rate," said Danglars, rather humble, "what do you
+mean by that?"
+
+"Certainly," continued Monte Cristo, "I make three
+assortments in fortune -- first-rate, second-rate, and
+third-rate fortunes. I call those first-rate which are
+composed of treasures one possesses under one's hand, such
+as mines, lands, and funded property, in such states as
+France, Austria, and England, provided these treasures and
+property form a total of about a hundred millions; I call
+those second-rate fortunes, that are gained by manufacturing
+enterprises, joint-stock companies, viceroyalties, and
+principalities, not drawing more than 1,500,000 francs, the
+whole forming a capital of about fifty millions; finally, I
+call those third-rate fortunes, which are composed of a
+fluctuating capital, dependent upon the will of others, or
+upon chances which a bankruptcy involves or a false telegram
+shakes, such as banks, speculations of the day -- in fact,
+all operations under the influence of greater or less
+mischances, the whole bringing in a real or fictitious
+capital of about fifteen millions. I think this is about
+your position, is it not?"
+
+"Confound it, yes!" replied Danglars.
+
+"The result, then, of six more such months as this would be
+to reduce the third-rate house to despair."
+
+"Oh," said Danglars, becoming very pale, how you are running
+on!"
+
+"Let us imagine seven such months," continued Monte Cristo,
+in the same tone. "Tell me, have you ever thought that seven
+times 1,700,000 francs make nearly twelve millions? No, you
+have not; -- well, you are right, for if you indulged in
+such reflections, you would never risk your principal, which
+is to the speculator what the skin is to civilized man. We
+have our clothes, some more splendid than others, -- this is
+our credit; but when a man dies he has only his skin; in the
+same way, on retiring from business, you have nothing but
+your real principal of about five or six millions, at the
+most; for third-rate fortunes are never more than a fourth
+of what they appear to be, like the locomotive on a railway,
+the size of which is magnified by the smoke and steam
+surrounding it. Well, out of the five or six millions which
+form your real capital, you have just lost nearly two
+millions, which must, of course, in the same degree diminish
+your credit and fictitious fortune; to follow out my simile,
+your skin has been opened by bleeding, and this if repeated
+three or four times will cause death -- so pay attention to
+it, my dear Monsieur Danglars. Do you want money? Do you
+wish me to lend you some?"
+
+"What a bad calculator you are!" exclaimed Danglars, calling
+to his assistance all his philosophy and dissimulation. "I
+have made money at the same time by speculations which have
+succeeded. I have made up the loss of blood by nutrition. I
+lost a battle in Spain, I have been defeated in Trieste, but
+my naval army in India will have taken some galleons, and my
+Mexican pioneers will have discovered some mine."
+
+"Very good, very good! But the wound remains and will reopen
+at the first loss."
+
+"No, for I am only embarked in certainties," replied
+Danglars, with the air of a mountebank sounding his own
+praises; "to involve me, three governments must crumble to
+dust."
+
+"Well, such things have been."
+
+"That there should be a famine!"
+
+"Recollect the seven fat and the seven lean kine."
+
+"Or, that the sea should become dry, as in the days of
+Pharaoh, and even then my vessels would become caravans."
+
+"So much the better. I congratulate you, my dear M.
+Danglars," said Monte Cristo; "I see I was deceived, and
+that you belong to the class of second-rate fortunes."
+
+"I think I may aspire to that honor," said Danglars with a
+smile, which reminded Monte Cristo of the sickly moons which
+bad artists are so fond of daubing into their pictures of
+ruins. "But, while we are speaking of business," Danglars
+added, pleased to find an opportunity of changing the
+subject, "tell me what I am to do for M. Cavalcanti."
+
+"Give him money, if he is recommended to you, and the
+recommendation seems good."
+
+"Excellent; he presented himself this morning with a bond of
+40,000 francs, payable at sight, on you, signed by Busoni,
+and returned by you to me, with your indorsement -- of
+course, I immediately counted him over the forty
+bank-notes."
+
+Monte Cristo nodded his head in token of assent. "But that
+is not all," continued Danglars; "he has opened an account
+with my house for his son."
+
+"May I ask how much he allows the young man?"
+
+"Five thousand francs per month."
+
+"Sixty thousand francs per year. I thought I was right in
+believing that Cavalcanti to be a stingy fellow. How can a
+young man live upon 5,000 francs a month?"
+
+"But you understand that if the young man should want a few
+thousands more" --
+
+"Do not advance it; the father will never repay it. You do
+not know these ultramontane millionaires; they are regular
+misers. And by whom were they recommended to you?"
+
+"Oh, by the house of Fenzi, one of the best in Florence."
+
+"I do not mean to say you will lose, but, nevertheless, mind
+you hold to the terms of the agreement."
+
+"Would you not trust the Cavalcanti?"
+
+"I? oh, I would advance six millions on his signature. I was
+only speaking in reference to the second-rate fortunes we
+were mentioning just now."
+
+"And with all this, how unassuming he is! I should never
+have taken him for anything more than a mere major."
+
+"And you would have flattered him, for certainly, as you
+say, he has no manner. The first time I saw him he appeared
+to me like an old lieutenant who had grown mouldy under his
+epaulets. But all the Italians are the same; they are like
+old Jews when they are not glittering in Oriental splendor."
+
+"The young man is better," said Danglars.
+
+"Yes; a little nervous, perhaps, but, upon the whole, he
+appeared tolerable. I was uneasy about him."
+
+"Why?"
+
+"Because you met him at my house, just after his
+introduction into the world, as they told me. He has been
+travelling with a very severe tutor, and had never been to
+Paris before."
+
+"Ah, I believe noblemen marry amongst themselves, do they
+not?" asked Danglars carelessly; they like to unite their
+fortunes."
+
+"It is usual, certainly; but Cavalcanti is an original who
+does nothing like other people. I cannot help thinking that
+he has brought his son to France to choose a wife."
+
+"Do you think so?"
+
+"I am sure of it."
+
+"And you have heard his fortune mentioned?"
+
+"Nothing else was talked of; only some said he was worth
+millions, and others that he did not possess a farthing."
+
+"And what is your opinion?"
+
+"I ought not to influence you, because it is only my own
+personal impression."
+
+"Well, and it is that" --
+
+"My opinion is, that all these old podestas, these ancient
+condottieri, -- for the Cavalcanti have commanded armies and
+governed provinces, -- my opinion, I say, is, that they have
+buried their millions in corners, the secret of which they
+have transmitted only to their eldest sons, who have done
+the same from generation to generation; and the proof of
+this is seen in their yellow and dry appearance, like the
+florins of the republic, which, from being constantly gazed
+upon, have become reflected in them."
+
+"Certainly," said Danglars, "and this is further supported
+by the fact of their not possessing an inch of land."
+
+"Very little, at least; I know of none which Cavalcanti
+possesses, excepting his palace in Lucca."
+
+"Ah, he has a palace?" said Danglars, laughing; "come, that
+is something."
+
+"Yes; and more than that, he lets it to the Minister of
+Finance while he lives in a simple house. Oh, as I told you
+before, I think the old fellow is very close."
+
+"Come, you do not flatter him."
+
+"I scarcely know him; I think I have seen him three times in
+my life; all I know relating to him is through Busoni and
+himself. He was telling me this morning that, tired of
+letting his property lie dormant in Italy, which is a dead
+nation, he wished to find a method, either in France or
+England, of multiplying his millions, but remember, that
+though I place great confidence in Busoni, I am not
+responsible for this."
+
+"Never mind; accept my thanks for the client you have sent
+me. It is a fine name to inscribe on my ledgers, and my
+cashier was quite proud of it when I explained to him who
+the Cavalcanti were. By the way, this is merely a simple
+question, when this sort of people marry their sons, do they
+give them any fortune?"
+
+"Oh, that depends upon circumstances. I know an Italian
+prince, rich as a gold mine, one of the noblest families in
+Tuscany, who, when his sons married according to his wish,
+gave them millions; and when they married against his
+consent, merely allowed them thirty crowns a month. Should
+Andrea marry according to his father's views, he will,
+perhaps, give him one, two, or three millions. For example,
+supposing it were the daughter of a banker, he might take an
+interest in the house of the father-in-law of his son; then
+again, if he disliked his choice, the major takes the key,
+double-locks his coffer, and Master Andrea would be obliged
+to live like the sons of a Parisian family, by shuffling
+cards or rattling the dice."
+
+"Ah, that boy will find out some Bavarian or Peruvian
+princess; he will want a crown and an immense fortune."
+
+"No; these grand lords on the other side of the Alps
+frequently marry into plain families; like Jupiter, they
+like to cross the race. But do you wish to marry Andrea, my
+dear M. Danglars, that you are asking so many questions?"
+
+"Ma foi," said Danglars, "it would not be a bad speculation,
+I fancy, and you know I am a speculator."
+
+"You are not thinking of Mademoiselle Danglars, I hope; you
+would not like poor Andrea to have his throat cut by
+Albert?"
+
+"Albert," repeated Danglars, shrugging his shoulders; "ah,
+well; he would care very little about it, I think."
+
+"But he is betrothed to your daughter, I believe?"
+
+"Well, M. de Morcerf and I have talked about this marriage,
+but Madame de Morcerf and Albert" --
+
+"You do not mean to say that it would not be a good match?"
+
+"Indeed, I imagine that Mademoiselle Danglars is as good as
+M. de Morcerf."
+
+"Mademoiselle Danglars' fortune will be great, no doubt,
+especially it the telegraph should not make any more
+mistakes."
+
+"Oh, I do not mean her fortune only; but tell me" --
+
+"What?"
+
+"Why did you not invite M. and Madame de Morcerf to your
+dinner?"
+
+"I did so, but he excused himself on account of Madame de
+Morcerf being obliged to go to Dieppe for the benefit of sea
+air."
+
+"Yes, yes," said Danglars, laughing, "it would do her a
+great deal of good."
+
+"Why so?"
+
+"Because it is the air she always breathed in her youth."
+Monte Cristo took no notice of this ill-natured remark.
+
+"But still, if Albert be not so rich as Mademoiselle
+Danglars," said the count, "you must allow that he has a
+fine name?"
+
+"So he has; but I like mine as well."
+
+"Certainly; your name is popular, and does honor to the
+title they have adorned it with; but you are too intelligent
+not to know that according to a prejudice, too firmly rooted
+to be exterminated, a nobility which dates back five
+centuries is worth more than one that can only reckon twenty
+years."
+
+"And for this very reason," said Danglars with a smile,
+which he tried to make sardonic, "I prefer M. Andrea
+Cavalcanti to M. Albert de Morcerf."
+
+"Still, I should not think the Morcerfs would yield to the
+Cavalcanti?"
+
+"The Morcerfs! -- Stay, my dear count," said Danglars; "you
+are a man of the world, are you not?"
+
+"I think so."
+
+"And you understand heraldry?"
+
+"A little."
+
+"Well, look at my coat-of-arms, it is worth more than
+Morcerf's."
+
+"Why so?"
+
+"Because, though I am not a baron by birth, my real name is,
+at least, Danglars."
+
+"Well, what then?"
+
+"While his name is not Morcerf."
+
+"How? -- not Morcerf?"
+
+"Not the least in the world."
+
+"Go on."
+
+"I have been made a baron, so that I actually am one; he
+made himself a count, so that he is not one at all."
+
+"Impossible!"
+
+"Listen my dear count; M. de Morcerf has been my friend, or
+rather my acquaintance, during the last thirty years. You
+know I have made the most of my arms, though I never forgot
+my origin."
+
+"A proof of great humility or great pride," said Monte
+Cristo.
+
+"Well, when I was a clerk, Morcerf was a mere fisherman."
+
+"And then he was called" --
+
+"Fernand."
+
+"Only Fernand?"
+
+"Fernand Mondego."
+
+"You are sure?"
+
+"Pardieu, I have bought enough fish of him to know his
+name."
+
+"Then, why did you think of giving your daughter to him?"
+
+"Because Fernand and Danglars, being both parvenus, both
+having become noble, both rich, are about equal in worth,
+excepting that there have been certain things mentioned of
+him that were never said of me."
+
+"What?"
+
+"Oh, nothing!"
+
+"Ah, yes; what you tell me recalls to mind something about
+the name of Fernand Mondego. I have heard that name in
+Greece."
+
+"In conjunction with the affairs of Ali Pasha?"
+
+"Exactly so."
+
+"This is the mystery," said Danglars. "I acknowledge I would
+have given anything to find it out."
+
+"It would be very easy if you much wished it?"
+
+"How so?"
+
+"Probably you have some correspondent in Greece?"
+
+"I should think so."
+
+"At Yanina?"
+
+"Everywhere."
+
+"Well, write to your correspondent in Yanina, and ask him
+what part was played by a Frenchman named Fernand Mondego in
+the catastrophe of Ali Tepelini."
+
+"You are right," exclaimed Danglars, rising quickly, "I will
+write to-day."
+
+"Do so."
+
+"I will."
+
+"And if you should hear of anything very scandalous" --
+
+"I will communicate it to you."
+
+"You will oblige me." Danglars rushed out of the room, and
+made but one leap into his coupe.
+
+
+
+Chapter 67
+At the Office of the King's Attorney.
+
+Let us leave the banker driving his horses at their fullest
+speed, and follow Madame Danglars in her morning excursion.
+We have said that at half-past twelve o'clock Madame
+Danglars had ordered her horses, and had left home in the
+carriage. She directed her course towards the Faubourg Saint
+Germain, went down the Rue Mazarine, and stopped at the
+Passage du Pont-Neuf. She descended, and went through the
+passage. She was very plainly dressed, as would be the case
+with a woman of taste walking in the morning. At the Rue
+Guenegaud she called a cab, and directed the driver to go to
+the Rue de Harlay. As soon as she was seated in the vehicle,
+she drew from her pocket a very thick black veil, which she
+tied on to her straw bonnet. She then replaced the bonnet,
+and saw with pleasure, in a little pocket-mirror, that her
+white complexion and brilliant eyes were alone visible. The
+cab crossed the Pont-Neuf and entered the Rue de Harlay by
+the Place Dauphine; the driver was paid as the door opened,
+and stepping lightly up the stairs Madame Danglars soon
+reached the Salle des Pas-Perdus.
+
+There was a great deal going on that morning, and many
+business-like persons at the Palais; business-like persons
+pay very little attention to women, and Madame Danglars
+crossed the hall without exciting any more attention than
+any other woman calling upon her lawyer. There was a great
+press of people in M. de Villefort's ante-chamber, but
+Madame Danglars had no occasion even to pronounce her name.
+The instant she appeared the door-keeper rose, came to her,
+and asked her whether she was not the person with whom the
+procureur had made an appointment; and on her affirmative
+answer being given, he conducted her by a private passage to
+M. de Villefort's office. The magistrate was seated in an
+arm-chair, writing, with his back towards the door; he did
+not move as he heard it open, and the door-keeper pronounce
+the words, "Walk in, madame," and then reclose it; but no
+sooner had the man's footsteps ceased, than he started up,
+drew the bolts, closed the curtains, and examined every
+corner of the room. Then, when he had assured himself that
+he could neither be seen nor heard, and was consequently
+relieved of doubts, he said, -- "Thanks, madame, -- thanks
+for your punctuality; "and he offered a chair to Madame
+Danglars, which she accepted, for her heart beat so
+violently that she felt nearly suffocated.
+
+"It is a long time, madame," said the procureur, describing
+a half-circle with his chair, so as to place himself exactly
+opposite to Madame Danglars, -- "it is a long time since I
+had the pleasure of speaking alone with you, and I regret
+that we have only now met to enter upon a painful
+conversation."
+
+"Nevertheless, sir, you see I have answered your first
+appeal, although certainly the conversation must be much
+more painful for me than for you." Villefort smiled
+bitterly.
+
+"It is true, then," he said, rather uttering his thoughts
+aloud than addressing his companion, -- "it is true, then,
+that all our actions leave their traces -- some sad, others
+bright -- on our paths; it is true that every step in our
+lives is like the course of an insect on the sands; -- it
+leaves its track! Alas, to many the path is traced by
+tears."
+
+"Sir," said Madame Danglars, "you can feel for my emotion,
+can you not? Spare me, then, I beseech you. When I look at
+this room, -- whence so many guilty creatures have departed,
+trembling and ashamed, when I look at that chair before
+which I now sit trembling and ashamed, -- oh, it requires
+all my reason to convince me that I am not a very guilty
+woman and you a menacing judge." Villefort dropped his head
+and sighed. "And I," he said, "I feel that my place is not
+in the judge's seat, but on the prisoner's stool."
+
+"You?" said Madame Danglars.
+
+"Yes, I."
+
+"I think, sir, you exaggerate your situation," said Madame
+Danglars, whose beautiful eyes sparkled for a moment. "The
+paths of which you were just speaking have been traced by
+all young men of ardent imaginations. Besides the pleasure,
+there is always remorse from the indulgence of our passions,
+and, after all, what have you men to fear from all this? the
+world excuses, and notoriety ennobles you."
+
+"Madame," replied Villefort, "you know that I am no
+hypocrite, or, at least, that I never deceive without a
+reason. If my brow be severe, it is because many misfortunes
+have clouded it; if my heart be petrified, it is that it
+might sustain the blows it has received. I was not so in my
+youth, I was not so on the night of the betrothal, when we
+were all seated around a table in the Rue du Cours at
+Marseilles. But since then everything has changed in and
+about me; I am accustomed to brave difficulties, and, in the
+conflict to crush those who, by their own free will, or by
+chance, voluntarily or involuntarily, interfere with me in
+my career. It is generally the case that what we most
+ardently desire is as ardently withheld from us by those who
+wish to obtain it, or from whom we attempt to snatch it.
+Thus, the greater number of a man's errors come before him
+disguised under the specious form of necessity; then, after
+error has been committed in a moment of excitement, of
+delirium, or of fear, we see that we might have avoided and
+escaped it. The means we might have used, which we in our
+blindness could not see, then seem simple and easy, and we
+say, `Why did I not do this, instead of that?' Women, on the
+contrary, are rarely tormented with remorse; for the
+decision does not come from you, -- your misfortunes are
+generally imposed upon you, and your faults the results of
+others' crimes."
+
+"In any case, sir, you will allow," replied Madame Danglars,
+"that, even if the fault were alone mine, I last night
+received a severe punishment for it."
+
+"Poor thing," said Villefort, pressing her hand, "it was too
+severe for your strength, for you were twice overwhelmed,
+and yet" --
+
+"Well?"
+
+"Well, I must tell you. Collect all your courage, for you
+have not yet heard all."
+
+"Ah," exclaimed Madame Danglars, alarmed, "what is there
+more to hear?"
+
+"You only look back to the past, and it is, indeed, bad
+enough. Well, picture to yourself a future more gloomy still
+-- certainly frightful, perhaps sanguinary." The baroness
+knew how calm Villefort naturally was, and his present
+excitement frightened her so much that she opened her mouth
+to scream, but the sound died in her throat. "How has this
+terrible past been recalled?" cried Villefort; "how is it
+that it has escaped from the depths of the tomb and the
+recesses of our hearts, where it was buried, to visit us
+now, like a phantom, whitening our cheeks and flushing our
+brows with shame?"
+
+"Alas," said Hermine, "doubtless it is chance."
+
+"Chance?" replied Villefort; "No, no, madame, there is no
+such thing as chance."
+
+"Oh, yes; has not a fatal chance revealed all this? Was it
+not by chance the Count of Monte Cristo bought that house?
+Was it not by chance he caused the earth to be dug up? Is it
+not by chance that the unfortunate child was disinterred
+under the trees? -- that poor innocent offspring of mine,
+which I never even kissed, but for whom I wept many, many
+tears. Ah, my heart clung to the count when he mentioned the
+dear spoil found beneath the flowers."
+
+"Well, no, madame, -- this is the terrible news I have to
+tell you," said Villefort in a hollow voice -- "no, nothing
+was found beneath the flowers; there was no child
+disinterred -- no. You must not weep, no, you must not
+groan, you must tremble!"
+
+"What can you mean?" asked Madame Danglars, shuddering.
+
+"I mean that M. de Monte Cristo, digging underneath these
+trees, found neither skeleton nor chest, because neither of
+them was there!"
+
+"Neither of them there?" repeated Madame Danglars, her
+staring, wide-open eyes expressing her alarm.
+
+"Neither of them there!" she again said, as though striving
+to impress herself with the meaning of the words which
+escaped her.
+
+"No," said Villefort, burying his face in his hands, "no, a
+hundred times no!"
+
+"Then you did not bury the poor child there, sir? Why did
+you deceive me? Where did you place it? tell me -- where?"
+
+"There! But listen to me -- listen -- and you will pity me
+who has for twenty years alone borne the heavy burden of
+grief I am about to reveal, without casting the least
+portion upon you."
+
+"Oh, you frighten me! But speak; I will listen."
+
+"You recollect that sad night, when you were half-expiring
+on that bed in the red damask room, while I, scarcely less
+agitated than you, awaited your delivery. The child was
+born, was given to me -- motionless, breathless, voiceless;
+we thought it dead." Madame Danglars moved rapidly, as
+though she would spring from her chair, but Villefort
+stopped, and clasped his hands as if to implore her
+attention. "We thought it dead," he repeated; "I placed it
+in the chest, which was to take the place of a coffin; I
+descended to the garden, I dug a hole, and then flung it
+down in haste. Scarcely had I covered it with earth, when
+the arm of the Corsican was stretched towards me; I saw a
+shadow rise, and, at the same time, a flash of light. I felt
+pain; I wished to cry out, but an icy shiver ran through my
+veins and stifled my voice; I fell lifeless, and fancied
+myself killed. Never shall I forget your sublime courage,
+when, having returned to consciousness, I dragged myself to
+the foot of the stairs, and you, almost dying yourself, came
+to meet me. We were obliged to keep silent upon the dreadful
+catastrophe. You had the fortitude to regain the house,
+assisted by your nurse. A duel was the pretext for my wound.
+Though we scarcely expected it, our secret remained in our
+own keeping alone. I was taken to Versailles; for three
+months I struggled with death; at last, as I seemed to cling
+to life, I was ordered to the South. Four men carried me
+from Paris to Chalons, walking six leagues a day; Madame de
+Villefort followed the litter in her carriage. At Chalons I
+was put upon the Saone, thence I passed on to he Rhone,
+whence I descended, merely with the current, to Arles; at
+Arles I was again placed on my litter, and continued my
+journey to Marseilles. My recovery lasted six months. I
+never heard you mentioned, and I did not dare inquire for
+you. When I returned to Paris, I learned that you, the widow
+of M. de Nargonne, had married M. Danglars.
+
+"What was the subject of my thoughts from the time
+consciousness returned to me? Always the same -- always the
+child's corpse, coming every night in my dreams, rising from
+the earth, and hovering over the grave with menacing look
+and gesture. I inquired immediately on my return to Paris;
+the house had not been inhabited since we left it, but it
+had just been let for nine years. I found the tenant. I
+pretended that I disliked the idea that a house belonging to
+my wife's father and mother should pass into the hands of
+strangers. I offered to pay them for cancelling the lease;
+they demanded 6,000 francs. I would have given 10,000 -- I
+would have given 20,000. I had the money with me; I made the
+tenant sign the deed of resilition, and when I had obtained
+what I so much wanted, I galloped to Auteuil.
+
+"No one had entered the house since I had left it. It was
+five o'clock in the afternoon; I ascended into the red room,
+and waited for night. There all the thoughts which had
+disturbed me during my year of constant agony came back with
+double force. The Corsican, who had declared the vendetta
+against me, who had followed me from Nimes to Paris, who had
+hid himself in the garden, who had struck me, had seen me
+dig the grave, had seen me inter the child, -- he might
+become acquainted with your person, -- nay, he might even
+then have known it. Would he not one day make you pay for
+keeping this terrible secret? Would it not be a sweet
+revenge for him when he found that I had not died from the
+blow of his dagger? It was therefore necessary, before
+everything else, and at all risks, that I should cause all
+traces of the past to disappear -- that I should destroy
+every material vestige; too much reality would always remain
+in my recollection. It was for this I had annulled the lease
+-- it was for this I had come -- it was for this I was
+waiting. Night arrived; I allowed it to become quite dark. I
+was without a light in that room; when the wind shook all
+the doors, behind which I continually expected to see some
+spy concealed, I trembled. I seemed everywhere to hear your
+moans behind me in the bed, and I dared not turn around. My
+heart beat so violently that I feared my wound would open.
+At length, one by one, all the noises in the neighborhood
+ceased. I understood that I had nothing to fear, that I
+should neither be seen nor heard, so I decided upon
+descending to the garden.
+
+"Listen, Hermine; I consider myself as brave as most men,
+but when I drew from my breast the little key of the
+staircase, which I had found in my coat -- that little key
+we both used to cherish so much, which you wished to have
+fastened to a golden ring -- when I opened the door, and saw
+the pale moon shedding a long stream of white light on the
+spiral staircase like a spectre, I leaned against the wall,
+and nearly shrieked. I seemed to be going mad. At last I
+mastered my agitation. I descended the staircase step by
+step; the only thing I could not conquer was a strange
+trembling in my knees. I grasped the railings; if I had
+relaxed my hold for a moment, I should have fallen. I
+reached the lower door. Outside this door a spade was placed
+against the wall; I took it, and advanced towards the
+thicket. I had provided myself with a dark lantern. In the
+middle of the lawn I stopped to light it, then I continued
+my path.
+
+"It was the end of November, all the verdure of the garden
+had disappeared, the trees were nothing more than skeletons
+with their long bony arms, and the dead leaves sounded on
+the gravel under my feet. My terror overcame me to such a
+degree as I approached the thicket, that I took a pistol
+from my pocket and armed myself. I fancied continually that
+I saw the figure of the Corsican between the branches. I
+examined the thicket with my dark lantern; it was empty. I
+looked carefully around; I was indeed alone, -- no noise
+disturbed the silence but the owl, whose piercing cry seemed
+to be calling up the phantoms of the night. I tied my
+lantern to a forked branch I had noticed a year before at
+the precise spot where I stopped to dig the hole.
+
+"The grass had grown very thickly there during the summer,
+and when autumn arrived no one had been there to mow it.
+Still one place where the grass was thin attracted my
+attention; it evidently was there I had turned up the
+ground. I went to work. The hour, then, for which I had been
+waiting during the last year had at length arrived. How I
+worked, how I hoped, how I struck every piece of turf,
+thinking to find some resistance to my spade! But no, I
+found nothing, though I had made a hole twice as large as
+the first. I thought I had been deceived -- had mistaken the
+spot. I turned around, I looked at the trees, I tried to
+recall the details which had struck me at the time. A cold,
+sharp wind whistled through the leafless branches, and yet
+the drops fell from my forehead. I recollected that I was
+stabbed just as I was trampling the ground to fill up the
+hole; while doing so I had leaned against a laburnum; behind
+me was an artificial rockery, intended to serve as a
+resting-place for persons walking in the garden; in falling,
+my hand, relaxing its hold of the laburnum, felt the
+coldness of the stone. On my right I saw the tree, behind me
+the rock. I stood in the same attitude, and threw myself
+down. I rose, and again began digging and enlarging the
+hole; still I found nothing, nothing -- the chest was no
+longer there!"
+
+"The chest no longer there?" murmured Madame Danglars,
+choking with fear.
+
+Think not I contented myself with this one effort,"
+continued Villefort. "No; I searched the whole thicket. I
+thought the assassin, having discovered the chest, and
+supposing it to be a treasure, had intended carrying it off,
+but, perceiving his error, had dug another hole, and
+deposited it there; but I could find nothing. Then the idea
+struck me that he had not taken these precautions, and had
+simply thrown it in a corner. In the last case I must wait
+for daylight to renew my search. I remained the room and
+waited."
+
+"Oh, heavens!"
+
+When daylight dawned I went down again. My first visit was
+to the thicket. I hoped to find some traces which had
+escaped me in the darkness. I had turned up the earth over a
+surface of more than twenty feet square, and a depth of two
+feet. A laborer would not have done in a day what occupied
+me an hour. But I could find nothing -- absolutely nothing.
+Then I renewed the search. Supposing it had been thrown
+aside, it would probably be on the path which led to the
+little gate; but this examination was as useless as the
+first, and with a bursting heart I returned to the thicket,
+which now contained no hope for me."
+
+"Oh," cried Madame Danglars, "it was enough to drive you
+mad!"
+
+"I hoped for a moment that it might," said Villefort; "but
+that happiness was denied me. However, recovering my
+strength and my ideas, `Why,' said I, `should that man have
+carried away the corpse?'"
+
+"But you said," replied Madame Danglars, "he would require
+it as a proof."
+
+"Ah, no, madame, that could not be. Dead bodies are not kept
+a year; they are shown to a magistrate, and the evidence is
+taken. Now, nothing of the kind has happened."
+
+"What then?" asked Hermine, trembling violently.
+
+"Something more terrible, more fatal, more alarming for us
+-- the child was, perhaps, alive, and the assassin may have
+saved it!"
+
+Madame Danglars uttered a piercing cry, and, seizing
+Villefort's hands, exclaimed, "My child was alive?" said
+she; "you buried my child alive? You were not certain my
+child was dead, and you buried it? Ah" --
+
+Madame Danglars had risen, and stood before the procureur,
+whose hands she wrung in her feeble grasp. "I know not; I
+merely suppose so, as I might suppose anything else,"
+replied Villefort with a look so fixed, it indicated that
+his powerful mind was on the verge of despair and madness.
+"Ah, my child, my poor child!" cried the baroness, falling
+on her chair, and stifling her sobs in her handkerchief.
+Villefort, becoming somewhat reassured, perceived that to
+avert the maternal storm gathering over his head, he must
+inspire Madame Danglars with the terror he felt. "You
+understand, then, that if it were so," said he, rising in
+his turn, and approaching the baroness, to speak to her in a
+lower tone, "we are lost. This child lives, and some one
+knows it lives -- some one is in possession of our secret;
+and since Monte Cristo speaks before us of a child
+disinterred, when that child could not be found, it is he
+who is in possession of our secret."
+
+"Just God, avenging God!" murmured Madame Danglars.
+
+Villefort's only answer was a stifled groan.
+
+"But the child -- the child, sir?" repeated the agitated
+mother.
+
+"How I have searched for him," replied Villefort, wringing
+his hands; "how I have called him in my long sleepless
+nights; how I have longed for royal wealth to purchase a
+million of secrets from a million of men, and to find mine
+among them! At last, one day, when for the hundredth time I
+took up my spade, I asked myself again and again what the
+Corsican could have done with the child. A child encumbers a
+fugitive; perhaps, on perceiving it was still alive, he had
+thrown it into the river."
+
+"Impossible!" cried Madame Danglars: "a man may murder
+another out of revenge, but he would not deliberately drown
+a child."
+
+"Perhaps," continued Villefort, "he had put it in the
+foundling hospital."
+
+"Oh, yes, yes," cried the baroness; "my child is there!"
+
+"I ran to the hospital, and learned that the same night --
+the night of the 20th of September -- a child had been
+brought there, wrapped in part of a fine linen napkin,
+purposely torn in half. This portion of the napkin was
+marked with half a baron's crown, and the letter H."
+
+"Truly, truly," said Madame Danglars, "all my linen is
+marked thus; Monsieur de Nargonne was a baronet, and my name
+is Hermine. Thank God, my child was not then dead!"
+
+"No, it was not dead."
+
+"And you can tell me so without fearing to make me die of
+joy? Where is the child?" Villefort shrugged his shoulders.
+"Do I know?" said he; "and do you believe that if I knew I
+would relate to you all its trials and all its adventures as
+would a dramatist or a novel writer? Alas, no, I know not. A
+woman, about six months after, came to claim it with the
+other half of the napkin. This woman gave all the requisite
+particulars, and it was intrusted to her."
+
+"But you should have inquired for the woman; you should have
+traced her."
+
+"And what do you think I did? I feigned a criminal process,
+and employed all the most acute bloodhounds and skilful
+agents in search of her. They traced her to Chalons, and
+there they lost her."
+
+"They lost her?"
+
+"Yes, forever." Madame Danglars had listened to this recital
+with a sigh, a tear, or a shriek for every detail. "And this
+is all?" said she; "and you stopped there?"
+
+"Oh, no," said Villefort; "I never ceased to search and to
+inquire. However, the last two or three years I had allowed
+myself some respite. But now I will begin with more
+perseverance and fury than ever, since fear urges me, not my
+conscience."
+
+"But," replied Madame Danglars, "the Count of Monte Cristo
+can know nothing, or he would not seek our society as he
+does."
+
+"Oh, the wickedness of man is very great," said Villefort,
+"since it surpasses the goodness of God. Did you observe
+that man's eyes while he was speaking to us?"
+
+"No."
+
+"But have you ever watched him carefully?"
+
+"Doubtless he is capricious, but that is all; one thing
+alone struck me, -- of all the exquisite things he placed
+before us, he touched nothing. I might have suspected he was
+poisoning us."
+
+"And you see you would have been deceived."
+
+"Yes, doubtless."
+
+"But believe me, that man has other projects. For that
+reason I wished to see you, to speak to you, to warn you
+against every one, but especially against him. Tell me,"
+cried Villefort, fixing his eyes more steadfastly on her
+than he had ever done before, "did you ever reveal to any
+one our connection?"
+
+"Never, to any one."
+
+"You understand me," replied Villefort, affectionately;
+"when I say any one, -- pardon my urgency, -- to any one
+living I mean?"
+
+"Yes, yes, I understand very well," ejaculated the baroness;
+"never, I swear to you."
+
+"Were you ever in the habit of writing in the evening what
+had transpired in the morning? Do you keep a journal?"
+
+"No, my life has been passed in frivolity; I wish to forget
+it myself."
+
+"Do you talk in your sleep?"
+
+"I sleep soundly, like a child; do you not remember?" The
+color mounted to the baroness's face, and Villefort turned
+awfully pale.
+
+"It is true," said he, in so low a tone that he could hardly
+be heard.
+
+"Well?" said the baroness.
+
+"Well, I understand what I now have to do," replied
+Villefort. "In less than one week from this time I will
+ascertain who this M. de Monte Cristo is, whence he comes,
+where he goes, and why he speaks in our presence of children
+that have been disinterred in a garden." Villefort
+pronounced these words with an accent which would have made
+the count shudder had he heard him. Then he pressed the hand
+the baroness reluctantly gave him, and led her respectfully
+back to the door. Madame Danglars returned in another cab to
+the passage, on the other side of which she found her
+carriage, and her coachman sleeping peacefully on his box
+while waiting for her.
+
+
+
+Chapter 68
+A Summer Ball.
+
+The same day during the interview between Madame Danglars
+and the procureur, a travelling-carriage entered the Rue du
+Helder, passed through the gateway of No. 27, and stopped in
+the yard. In a moment the door was opened, and Madame de
+Morcerf alighted, leaning on her son's arm. Albert soon left
+her, ordered his horses, and having arranged his toilet,
+drove to the Champs Elysees, to the house of Monte Cristo.
+The count received him with his habitual smile. It was a
+strange thing that no one ever appeared to advance a step in
+that man's favor. Those who would, as it were, force a
+passage to his heart, found an impassable barrier. Morcerf,
+who ran towards him with open arms, was chilled as he drew
+near, in spite of the friendly smile, and simply held out
+his hand. Monte Cristo shook it coldly, according to his
+invariable practice. "Here I am, dear count."
+
+"Welcome home again."
+
+"I arrived an hour since."
+
+"From Dieppe?"
+
+"No, from Treport."
+
+"Indeed?"
+
+"And I have come at once to see you."
+
+"That is extremely kind of you," said Monte Cristo with a
+tone of perfect indifference.
+
+"And what is the news?"
+
+"You should not ask a stranger, a foreigner, for news."
+
+"I know it, but in asking for news, I mean, have you done
+anything for me?"
+
+"Had you commissioned me?" said Monte Cristo, feigning
+uneasiness.
+
+"Come, come," said Albert, "do not assume so much
+indifference. It is said, sympathy travels rapidly, and when
+at Treport, I felt the electric shock; you have either been
+working for me or thinking of me."
+
+"Possibly," said Monte Cristo, "I have indeed thought of
+you, but the magnetic wire I was guiding acted, indeed,
+without my knowledge."
+
+"Indeed? Pray tell me how it happened?"
+
+"Willingly. M. Danglars dined with me."
+
+"I know it; to avoid meeting him, my mother and I left
+town."
+
+"But he met here M. Andrea Cavalcanti."
+
+"Your Italian prince?"
+
+"Not so fast; M. Andrea only calls himself count."
+
+"Calls himself, do you say?"
+
+"Yes, calls himself."
+
+"Is he not a count?"
+
+"What can I know of him? He calls himself so. I, of course,
+give him the same title, and every one else does likewise."
+
+"What a strange man you are! What next? You say M. Danglars
+dined here?"
+
+"Yes, with Count Cavalcanti, the marquis his father, Madame
+Danglars, M. and Madame de Villefort, -- charming people, --
+M. Debray, Maximilian Morrel, and M. de Chateau-Renaud."
+
+"Did they speak of me?"
+
+"Not a word."
+
+"So much the worse."
+
+"Why so? I thought you wished them to forget you?"
+
+"If they did not speak of me, I am sure they thought about
+me, and I am in despair."
+
+"How will that affect you, since Mademoiselle Danglars was
+not among the number here who thought of you? Truly, she
+might have thought of you at home."
+
+"I have no fear of that; or, if she did, it was only in the
+same way in which I think of her."
+
+"Touching sympathy! So you hate each other?" said the count.
+
+"Listen," said Morcerf -- "if Mademoiselle Danglars were
+disposed to take pity on my supposed martyrdom on her
+account, and would dispense with all matrimonial formalities
+between our two families, I am ready to agree to the
+arrangement. In a word, Mademoiselle Danglars would make a
+charming mistress -- but a wife -- diable!"
+
+"And this," said Monte Cristo, "is your opinion of your
+intended spouse?"
+
+"Yes; it is rather unkind, I acknowledge, but it is true.
+But as this dream cannot be realized, since Mademoiselle
+Danglars must become my lawful wife, live perpetually with
+me, sing to me, compose verses and music within ten paces of
+me, and that for my whole life, it frightens me. One may
+forsake a mistress, but a wife, -- good heavens! There she
+must always be; and to marry Mademoiselle Danglars would be
+awful."
+
+"You are difficult to please, viscount."
+
+"Yes, for I often wish for what is impossible."
+
+"What is that?"
+
+"To find such a wife as my father found." Monte Cristo
+turned pale, and looked at Albert, while playing with some
+magnificent pistols.
+
+"Your father was fortunate, then?" said he.
+
+"You know my opinion of my mother, count; look at her, --
+still beautiful, witty, more charming than ever. For any
+other son to have stayed with his mother for four days at
+Treport, it would have been a condescension or a martyrdom,
+while I return, more contented, more peaceful -- shall I say
+more poetic! -- than if I had taken Queen Mab or Titania as
+my companion."
+
+"That is an overwhelming demonstration, and you would make
+every one vow to live a single life."
+
+"Such are my reasons for not liking to marry Mademoiselle
+Danglars. Have you ever noticed how much a thing is
+heightened in value when we obtain possession of it? The
+diamond which glittered in the window at Marle's or Fossin's
+shines with more splendor when it is our own; but if we are
+compelled to acknowledge the superiority of another, and
+still must retain the one that is inferior, do you not know
+what we have to endure?"
+
+"Worldling," murmured the count.
+
+"Thus I shall rejoice when Mademoiselle Eugenie perceives I
+am but a pitiful atom, with scarcely as many hundred
+thousand francs as she has millions." Monte Cristo smiled.
+"One plan occurred to me," continued Albert; "Franz likes
+all that is eccentric; I tried to make him fall in love with
+Mademoiselle Danglars; but in spite of four letters, written
+in the most alluring style, he invariably answered: `My
+eccentricity may be great, but it will not make me break my
+promise.'"
+
+"That is what I call devoted friendship, to recommend to
+another one whom you would not marry yourself." Albert
+smiled. -- "Apropos," continued he, "Franz is coming soon,
+but it will not interest you; you dislike him, I think?"
+
+"I?" said Monte Cristo; "my dear Viscount, how have you
+discovered that I did not like M. Franz! I like every one."
+
+"And you include me in the expression every one -- many
+thanks!"
+
+"Let us not mistake," said Monte Cristo; "I love every one
+as God commands us to love our neighbor, as Christians; but
+I thoroughly hate but a few. Let us return to M. Franz
+d'Epinay. Did you say he was coming?"
+
+"Yes; summoned by M. de Villefort, who is apparently as
+anxious to get Mademoiselle Valentine married as M. Danglars
+is to see Mademoiselle Eugenie settled. It must be a very
+irksome office to be the father of a grown-up daughter; it
+seems to make one feverish, and to raise one's pulse to
+ninety beats a minute until the deed is done."
+
+"But M. d'Epinay, unlike you, bears his misfortune
+patiently."
+
+"Still more, he talks seriously about the matter, puts on a
+white tie, and speaks of his family. He entertains a very
+high opinion of M. and Madame de Villefort."
+
+"Which they deserve, do they not?"
+
+"I believe they do. M. de Villefort has always passed for a
+severe but a just man."
+
+"There is, then, one," said Monte Cristo, "whom you do not
+condemn like poor Danglars?"
+
+"Because I am not compelled to marry his daughter perhaps,"
+replied Albert, laughing.
+
+"Indeed, my dear sir," said Monte Cristo, "you are
+revoltingly foppish."
+
+"I foppish? how do you mean?"
+
+"Yes; pray take a cigar, and cease to defend yourself, and
+to struggle to escape marrying Mademoiselle Danglars. Let
+things take their course; perhaps you may not have to
+retract."
+
+"Bah," said Albert, staring.
+
+"Doubtless, my dear viscount, you will not be taken by
+force; and seriously, do you wish to break off your
+engagement?"
+
+"I would give a hundred thousand francs to be able to do
+so."
+
+"Then make yourself quite easy. M. Danglars would give
+double that sum to attain the same end."
+
+"Am I, indeed, so happy?" said Albert, who still could not
+prevent an almost imperceptible cloud passing across his
+brow. "But, my dear count, has M. Danglars any reason?"
+
+"Ah, there is your proud and selfish nature. You would
+expose the self-love of another with a hatchet, but you
+shrink if your own is attacked with a needle."
+
+"But yet M. Danglars appeared" --
+
+"Delighted with you, was he not? Well, he is a man of bad
+taste, and is still more enchanted with another. I know not
+whom; look and judge for yourself."
+
+"Thank you, I understand. But my mother -- no, not my
+mother; I mistake -- my father intends giving a ball."
+
+"A ball at this season?"
+
+"Summer balls are fashionable."
+
+"If they were not, the countess has only to wish it, and
+they would become so."
+
+"You are right; You know they are select affairs; those who
+remain in Paris in July must be true Parisians. Will you
+take charge of our invitation to Messieurs Cavalcanti?"
+
+"When will it take place?"
+
+"On Saturday."
+
+"M. Cavalcanti's father will be gone."
+
+"But the son will be here; will you invite young M.
+Cavalcanti?"
+
+"I do not know him, viscount."
+
+"You do not know him?"
+
+"No, I never saw him until a few days since, and am not
+responsible for him."
+
+"But you receive him at your house?"
+
+"That is another thing: he was recommended to me by a good
+abbe, who may be deceived. Give him a direct invitation, but
+do not ask me to present him. If he were afterwards to marry
+Mademoiselle Danglars, you would accuse me of intrigue, and
+would be challenging me, -- besides, I may not be there
+myself."
+
+"Where?"
+
+"At your ball."
+
+"Why should you not be there?"
+
+"Because you have not yet invited me."
+
+"But I come expressly for that purpose."
+
+"You are very kind, but I may be prevented."
+
+"If I tell you one thing, you will be so amiable as to set
+aside all impediments."
+
+"Tell me what it is."
+
+"My mother begs you to come."
+
+"The Comtesse de Morcerf?" said Monte Cristo, starting.
+
+"Ah, count," said Albert, "I assure you Madame de Morcerf
+speaks freely to me, and if you have not felt those
+sympathetic fibres of which I spoke just now thrill within
+you, you must be entirely devoid of them, for during the
+last four days we have spoken of no one else."
+
+"You have talked of me?"
+
+"Yes, that is the penalty of being a living puzzle!"
+
+"Then I am also a puzzle to your mother? I should have
+thought her too reasonable to be led by imagination."
+
+"A problem, my dear count, for every one -- for my mother as
+well as others; much studied, but not solved, you still
+remain an enigma, do not fear. My mother is only astonished
+that you remain so long unsolved. I believe, while the
+Countess G---- takes you for Lord Ruthven, my mother
+imagines you to be Cagliostro or the Count Saint-Germain.
+The first opportunity you have, confirm her in her opinion;
+it will be easy for you, as you have the philosophy of the
+one and the wit of the other."
+
+"I thank you for the warning," said the count; "I shall
+endeavor to be prepared for all suppositions."
+
+"You will, then, come on Saturday?"
+
+"Yes, since Madame de Morcerf invites me."
+
+"You are very kind."
+
+"Will M. Danglars be there?"
+
+"He has already been invited by my father. We shall try to
+persuade the great d'Aguesseau,* M. de Villefort, to come,
+but have not much hope of seeing him."
+
+"`Never despair of anything,' says the proverb."
+
+* Magistrate and orator of great eloquence -- chancellor of
+France under Louis XV.
+
+"Do you dance, count?"
+
+"I dance?"
+
+"Yes, you; it would not be astonishing."
+
+"That is very well before one is over forty. No, I do not
+dance, but I like to see others do so. Does Madame de
+Morcerf dance?"
+
+"Never; you can talk to her, she so delights in your
+conversation."
+
+"Indeed?"
+
+"Yes, truly; and I assure you. You are the only man of whom
+I have heard her speak with interest." Albert rose and took
+his hat; the count conducted him to the door. "I have one
+thing to reproach myself with," said he, stopping Albert on
+the steps. "What is it?"
+
+"I have spoken to you indiscreetly about Danglars."
+
+"On the contrary, speak to me always in the same strain
+about him."
+
+"I am glad to be reassured on that point. Apropos, when do
+you aspect M. d'Epinay?"
+
+"Five or six days hence at the latest."
+
+"And when is he to be married?"
+
+"Immediately on the arrival of M. and Madame de
+Saint-Meran."
+
+"Bring him to see me. Although you say I do not like him, I
+assure you I shall be happy to see him."
+
+"I will obey your orders, my lord."
+
+"Good-by."
+
+"Until Saturday, when I may expect you, may I not?"
+
+"Yes, I promised you." The Count watched Albert, waving his
+hand to him. When he had mounted his phaeton, Monte Cristo
+turned, and seeing Bertuccio, "What news?" said he. "She
+went to the Palais," replied the steward.
+
+"Did she stay long there?"
+
+"An hour and a half."
+
+"Did she return home?"
+
+"Directly."
+
+"Well, my dear Bertuccio," said the count, "I now advise you
+to go in quest of the little estate I spoke to you of in
+Normandy." Bertuccio bowed, and as his wishes were in
+perfect harmony with the order he had received, he started
+the same evening.
+
+
+
+Chapter 69
+The Inquiry.
+
+M. de Villefort kept the promise he had made to Madame
+Danglars, to endeavor to find out how the Count of Monte
+Cristo had discovered the history of the house at Auteuil.
+He wrote the same day for the required information to M. de
+Boville, who, from having been an inspector of prisons, was
+promoted to a high office in the police; and the latter
+begged for two days time to ascertain exactly who would be
+most likely to give him full particulars. At the end of the
+second day M. de Villefort received the following note: --
+
+"The person called the Count of Monte Cristo is an intimate
+acquaintance of Lord Wilmore, a rich foreigner, who is
+sometimes seen in Paris and who is there at this moment; he
+is also known to the Abbe Busoni, a Sicilian priest, of high
+repute in the East, where he has done much good."
+
+M. de Villefort replied by ordering the strictest inquiries
+to be made respecting these two persons; his orders were
+executed, and the following evening he received these
+details: --
+
+"The abbe, who was in Paris only for a month, inhabited a
+small two-storied house behind Saint-Sulpice; there were two
+rooms on each floor and he was the only tenant. The two
+lower rooms consisted of a dining-room, with a table,
+chairs, and side-board of walnut, -- and a wainscoted
+parlor, without ornaments, carpet, or timepiece. It was
+evident that the abbe limited himself to objects of strict
+necessity. He preferred to use the sitting-room upstairs,
+which was more library than parlor, and was furnished with
+theological books and parchments, in which he delighted to
+bury himself for months at a time, according to his valet de
+chambre. His valet looked at the visitors through a sort of
+wicket; and if their faces were unknown to him or displeased
+him, he replied that the abbe was not in Paris, an answer
+which satisfied most persons, because the abbe was known to
+be a great traveller. Besides, whether at home or not,
+whether in Paris or Cairo, the abbe always left something to
+give away, which the valet distributed through this wicket
+in his master's name. The other room near the library was a
+bedroom. A bed without curtains, four arm-chairs, and a
+couch, covered with yellow Utrecht velvet, composed, with a
+prie-Dieu, all its furniture. Lord Wilmore resided in Rue
+Fontaine-Saint-George. He was one of those English tourists
+who consume a large fortune in travelling. He hired the
+apartment in which he lived furnished, passed only a few
+hours in the day there, and rarely slept there. One of his
+peculiarities was never to speak a word of French, which he
+however wrote with great facility."
+
+The day after this important information had been given to
+the king's attorney, a man alighted from a carriage at the
+corner of the Rue Ferou, and rapping at an olive-green door,
+asked if the Abbe Busoni were within. "No, he went out early
+this morning," replied the valet.
+
+"I might not always be content with that answer," replied
+the visitor, "for I come from one to whom everyone must be
+at home. But have the kindness to give the Abbe Busoni" --
+
+"I told you he was not at home," repeated the valet. "Then
+on his return give him that card and this sealed paper. Will
+he be at home at eight o'clock this evening?"
+
+"Doubtless, unless he is at work, which is the same as if he
+were out."
+
+"I will come again at that time," replied the visitor, who
+then retired.
+
+At the appointed hour the same man returned in the same
+carriage, which, instead of stopping this time at the end of
+the Rue Ferou, drove up to the green door. He knocked, and
+it opened immediately to admit him. From the signs of
+respect the valet paid him, he saw that his note had
+produced a good effect. "Is the abbe at home?" asked he.
+
+"Yes; he is at work in his library, but he expects you,
+sir," replied the valet. The stranger ascended a rough
+staircase, and before a table, illumined by a lamp whose
+light was concentrated by a large shade while the rest of
+the apartment was in partial darkness, he perceived the abbe
+in a monk's dress, with a cowl on his head such as was used
+by learned men of the Middle Ages. "Have I the honor of
+addressing the Abbe Busoni?" asked the visitor.
+
+"Yes, sir," replied the abbe; "and you are the person whom
+M. de Boville, formerly an inspector of prisons, sends to me
+from the prefect of police?"
+
+"Exactly, sir."
+
+"One of the agents appointed to secure the safety of Paris?"
+
+"Yes, sir"" replied the stranger with a slight hesitation,
+and blushing.
+
+The abbe replaced the large spectacles, which covered not
+only his eyes but his temples, and sitting down motioned to
+his visitor to do the same. "I am at your service, sir,"
+said the abbe, with a marked Italian accent.
+
+"The mission with which I am charged, sir," replied the
+visitor, speaking with hesitation, "is a confidential one on
+the part of him who fulfils it, and him by whom he is
+employed." The abbe bowed. "Your probity," replied the
+stranger, "is so well known to the prefect that he wishes as
+a magistrate to ascertain from you some particulars
+connected with the public safety, to ascertain which I am
+deputed to see you. It is hoped that no ties of friendship
+or humane consideration will induce you to conceal the
+truth."
+
+"Provided, sir, the particulars you wish for do not
+interfere with my scruples or my conscience. I am a priest,
+sir, and the secrets of confession, for instance, must
+remain between me and God, and not between me and human
+justice."
+
+"Do not alarm yourself, monsieur, we will duly respect your
+conscience."
+
+At this moment the abbe pressed down his side of the shade
+and so raised it on the other, throwing a bright light on
+the stranger's face, while his own remained obscured.
+"Excuse me, abbe," said the envoy of the prefect of the
+police, "but the light tries my eyes very much." The abbe
+lowered the shade. "Now, sir, I am listening -- go on."
+
+"I will come at once to the point. Do you know the Count of
+Monte Cristo?"
+
+"You mean Monsieur Zaccone, I presume?"
+
+"Zaccone? -- is not his name Monte Cristo?"
+
+"Monte Cristo is the name of an estate, or, rather, of a
+rock, and not a family name."
+
+"Well, be it so -- let us not dispute about words; and since
+M. de Monte Cristo and M. Zaccone are the same" --
+
+"Absolutely the same."
+
+"Let us speak of M. Zaccone."
+
+"Agreed."
+
+"I asked you if you knew him?"
+
+"Extremely well."
+
+"Who is he?"
+
+"The son of a rich shipbuilder in Malta."
+
+"I know that is the report; but, as you are aware, the
+police does not content itself with vague reports."
+
+"However," replied the abbe, with an affable smile, "when
+that report is in accordance with the truth, everybody must
+believe it, the police as well as all the rest."
+
+"Are you sure of what you assert?"
+
+"What do you mean by that question?"
+
+"Understand, sir, I do not in the least suspect your
+veracity; I ask if you are certain of it?"
+
+"I knew his father, M. Zaccone."
+
+"Ah, indeed?"
+
+"And when a child I often played with the son in the
+timber-yards."
+
+"But whence does he derive the title of count?"
+
+"You are aware that may be bought."
+
+"In Italy?"
+
+"Everywhere."
+
+"And his immense riches, whence does he procure them?"
+
+"They may not be so very great."
+
+"How much do you suppose he possesses?"
+
+"From one hundred and fifty to two hundred thousand livres
+per annum."
+
+"That is reasonable," said the visitor; "I have heard he had
+three or four millions."
+
+"Two hundred thousand per annum would make four millions of
+capital."
+
+"But I was told he had four millions per annum?"
+
+"That is not probable."
+
+"Do you know this Island of Monte Cristo?"
+
+"Certainly, every one who has come from Palermo, Naples, or
+Rome to France by sea must know it, since he has passed
+close to it and must have seen it."
+
+"I am told it is a delightful place?"
+
+"It is a rock."
+
+"And why has the count bought a rock?"
+
+"For the sake of being a count. In Italy one must have
+territorial possessions to be a count."
+
+"You have, doubtless, heard the adventures of M. Zaccone's
+youth?"
+
+"The father's?"
+
+"No, the son's."
+
+"I know nothing certain; at that period of his life, I lost
+sight of my young comrade."
+
+"Was he in the wars?"
+
+"I think he entered the service."
+
+"In what branch?"
+
+"In the navy."
+
+"Are you not his confessor?"
+
+"No, sir; I believe he is a Lutheran."
+
+"A Lutheran?"
+
+"I say, I believe such is the case, I do not affirm it;
+besides, liberty of conscience is established in France."
+
+"Doubtless, and we are not now inquiring into his creed, but
+his actions; in the name of the prefect of police, I ask you
+what you know of him.
+
+"He passes for a very charitable man. Our holy father, the
+pope, has made him a knight of Jesus Christ for the services
+he rendered to the Christians in the East; he has five or
+six rings as testimonials from Eastern monarchs of his
+services."
+
+"Does he wear them?"
+
+"No, but he is proud of them; he is better pleased with
+rewards given to the benefactors of man than to his
+destroyers."
+
+"He is a Quaker then?"
+
+"Exactly, he is a Quaker, with the exception of the peculiar
+dress."
+
+"Has he any friends?"
+
+"Yes, every one who knows him is his friend."
+
+"But has he any enemies?"
+
+"One only."
+
+"What is his name?"
+
+"Lord Wilmore."
+
+"Where is he?"
+
+"He is in Paris just now."
+
+"Can he give me any particulars?"
+
+"Important ones; he was in India with Zaccone."
+
+"Do you know his abode?"
+
+"It's somewhere in the Chaussee d'Antin; but I know neither
+the street nor the number."
+
+"Are you at variance with the Englishman?"
+
+"I love Zaccone, and he hates him; we are consequently not
+friends."
+
+"Do you think the Count of Monte Cristo had ever been in
+France before he made this visit to Paris?"
+
+"To that question I can answer positively; no, sir, he had
+not, because he applied to me six months ago for the
+particulars he required, and as I did not know when I might
+again come to Paris, I recommended M. Cavalcanti to him."
+
+"Andrea?"
+
+"No, Bartolomeo, his father."
+
+"Now, sir, I have but one question more to ask, and I charge
+you, in the name of honor, of humanity, and of religion, to
+answer me candidly."
+
+"What is it, sir?"
+
+"Do you know with what design M. de Monte Cristo purchased a
+house at Auteuil?"
+
+"Certainly, for he told me."
+
+"What is it, sir?"
+
+"To make a lunatic asylum of it, similar to that founded by
+the Count of Pisani at Palermo. Do you know about that
+institution?"
+
+"I have heard of it."
+
+"It is a magnificent charity." Having said this, the abbe
+bowed to imply he wished to pursue his studies. The visitor
+either understood the abbe's meaning, or had no more
+questions to ask; he arose, and the abbe accompanied him to
+the door. "You are a great almsgiver," said the visitor,
+"and although you are said to be rich, I will venture to
+offer you something for your poor people; will you accept my
+offering?"
+
+"I thank you, sir; I am only jealous in one thing, and that
+is that the relief I give should be entirely from my own
+resources."
+
+"However" --
+
+"My resolution, sir, is unchangeable, but you have only to
+search for yourself and you will find, alas, but too many
+objects upon whom to exercise your benevolence." The abbe
+once more bowed as he opened the door, the stranger bowed
+and took his leave, and the carriage conveyed him straight
+to the house of M. de Villefort. An hour afterwards the
+carriage was again ordered, and this time it went to the Rue
+Fontaine-Saint-George, and stopped at No. 5, where Lord
+Wilmore lived. The stranger had written to Lord Wilmore,
+requesting an interview, which the latter had fixed for ten
+o'clock. As the envoy of the prefect of police arrived ten
+minutes before ten, he was told that Lord Wilmore, who was
+precision and punctuality personified, was not yet come in,
+but that he would be sure to return as the clock struck.
+
+The visitor was introduced into the drawing-room, which was
+like all other furnished drawing-rooms. A mantle-piece, with
+two modern Sevres vases, a timepiece representing Cupid with
+his bent bow, a mirror with an engraving on each side -- one
+representing Homer carrying his guide, the other, Belisarius
+begging -- a grayish paper; red and black tapestry -- such
+was the appearance of Lord Wilmore's drawing-room. It was
+illuminated by lamps with ground-glass shades which gave
+only a feeble light, as if out of consideration for the
+envoy's weak sight. After ten minutes' expectation the clock
+struck ten; at the fifth stroke the door opened and Lord
+Wilmore appeared. He was rather above the middle height,
+with thin reddish whiskers, light complexion and light hair,
+turning rather gray. He was dressed with all the English
+peculiarity, namely, in a blue coat, with gilt buttons and
+high collar, in the fashion of 1811, a white kerseymere
+waistcoat, and nankeen pantaloons, three inches too short,
+but which were prevented by straps from slipping up to the
+knee. His first remark on entering was, -- "You know, sir, I
+do not speak French?"
+
+"I know you do not like to converse in our language,"
+replied the envoy. "But you may use it," replied Lord
+Wilmore; "I understand it."
+
+"And I," replied the visitor, changing his idiom, "know
+enough of English to keep up the conversation. Do not put
+yourself to the slightest inconvenience."
+
+"Aw?" said Lord Wilmore, with that tone which is only known
+to natives of Great Britain.
+
+The envoy presented his letter of introduction, which the
+latter read with English coolness, and having finished, --
+"I understand," said he, "perfectly."
+
+Then began the questions, which were similar to those which
+had been addressed to the Abbe Busoni. But as Lord Wilmore,
+in the character of the count's enemy, was less restrained
+in his answers, they were more numerous; he described the
+youth of Monte Cristo, who he said, at ten years of age,
+entered the service of one of the petty sovereigns of India
+who make war on the English. It was there Wilmore had first
+met him and fought against him; and in that war Zaccone had
+been taken prisoner, sent to England, and consigned to the
+hulks, whence he had escaped by swimming. Then began his
+travels, his duels, his caprices; then the insurrection in
+Greece broke out, and he had served in the Grecian ranks.
+While in that service he had discovered a silver mine in the
+mountains of Thessaly, but he had been careful to conceal it
+from every one. After the battle of Navarino, when the Greek
+government was consolidated, he asked of King Otho a mining
+grant for that district, which was given him. Hence that
+immense fortune, which, in Lord Wilmore's opinion, possibly
+amounted to one or two millions per annum, -- a precarious
+fortune, which might be momentarily lost by the failure of
+the mine.
+
+"But," asked the visitor, "do you know why he came to
+France?"
+
+"He is speculating in railways," said Lord Wilmore, "and as
+he is an expert chemist and physicist, he has invented a new
+system of telegraphy, which he is seeking to bring to
+perfection."
+
+"How much does he spend yearly?" asked the prefect.
+
+"Not more than five or six hundred thousand francs," said
+Lord Wilmore; "he is a miser." Hatred evidently inspired the
+Englishman, who, knowing no other reproach to bring on the
+count, accused him of avarice. "Do you know his house at
+Auteuil?"
+
+"Certainly."
+
+"What do you know respecting it?"
+
+"Do you wish to know why he bought it?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"The count is a speculator, who will certainly ruin himself
+in experiments. He supposes there is in the neighborhood of
+the house he has bought a mineral spring equal to those at
+Bagneres, Luchon, and Cauterets. He is going to turn his
+house into a Badhaus, as the Germans term it. He has already
+dug up all the garden two or three times to find the famous
+spring, and, being unsuccessful, he will soon purchase all
+the contiguous houses. Now, as I dislike him, and hope his
+railway, his electric telegraph, or his search for baths,
+will ruin him, I am watching for his discomfiture, which
+must soon take place."
+
+"What was the cause of your quarrel?"
+
+"When he was in England he seduced the wife of one of my
+friends."
+
+"Why do you not seek revenge?"
+
+"I have already fought three duels with him," said the
+Englishman, "the first with the pistol, the second with the
+sword, and the third with the sabre."
+
+"And what was the result of those duels?"
+
+"The first time, he broke my arm; the second, he wounded me
+in the breast; and the third time, made this large wound."
+The Englishman turned down his shirt-collar, and showed a
+scar, whose redness proved it to be a recent one. "So that,
+you see, there is a deadly feud between us."
+
+"But," said the envoy, "you do not go about it in the right
+way to kill him, if I understand you correctly."
+
+"Aw?" said the Englishman, "I practice shooting every day,
+and every other day Grisier comes to my house."
+
+This was all the visitor wished to ascertain, or, rather,
+all the Englishman appeared to know. The agent arose, and
+having bowed to Lord Wilmore, who returned his salutation
+with the stiff politeness of the English, he retired. Lord
+Wilmore, having heard the door close after him, returned to
+his bedroom, where with one hand he pulled off his light
+hair, his red whiskers, his false jaw, and his wound, to
+resume the black hair, dark complexion, and pearly teeth of
+the Count of Monte Cristo. It was M. de Villefort, and not
+the prefect, who returned to the house of M. de Villefort.
+The procureur felt more at ease, although he had learned
+nothing really satisfactory, and, for the first time since
+the dinner-party at Auteuil, he slept soundly.
+
+
+
+Chapter 70
+The Ball.
+
+It was in the warmest days of July, when in due course of
+time the Saturday arrived upon which the ball was to take
+place at M. de Morcerf's. It was ten o'clock at night; the
+branches of the great trees in the garden of the count's
+house stood out boldly against the azure canopy of heaven,
+which was studded with golden stars, but where the last
+fleeting clouds of a vanishing storm yet lingered. From the
+apartments on the ground-floor might be heard the sound of
+music, with the whirl of the waltz and galop, while
+brilliant streams of light shone through the openings of the
+Venetian blinds. At this moment the garden was only occupied
+by about ten servants, who had just received orders from
+their mistress to prepare the supper, the serenity of the
+weather continuing to increase. Until now, it had been
+undecided whether the supper should take place in the
+dining-room, or under a long tent erected on the lawn, but
+the beautiful blue sky, studded with stars, had settled the
+question in favor of the lawn. The gardens were illuminated
+with colored lanterns, according to the Italian custom, and,
+as is usual in countries where the luxuries of the table --
+the rarest of all luxuries in their complete form -- are
+well understood, the supper-table was loaded with wax-lights
+and flowers.
+
+At the time the Countess of Morcerf returned to the rooms,
+after giving her orders, many guests were arriving, more
+attracted by the charming hospitality of the countess than
+by the distinguished position of the count; for, owing to
+the good taste of Mercedes, one was sure of finding some
+devices at her entertainment worthy of describing, or even
+copying in case of need. Madame Danglars, in whom the events
+we have related had caused deep anxiety, had hesitated about
+going to Madame de Morcerf's, when during the morning her
+carriage happened to meet that of Villefort. The latter made
+a sign, and when the carriages had drawn close together,
+said, -- "You are going to Madame de Morcerf's, are you
+not?"
+
+"No," replied Madame Danglars, "I am too ill."
+
+"You are wrong," replied Villefort, significantly; "it is
+important that you should be seen there."
+
+"Do you think so?" asked the baroness.
+
+"I do."
+
+"In that case I will go." And the two carriages passed on
+towards their different destinations. Madame Danglars
+therefore came, not only beautiful in person, but radiant
+with splendor; she entered by one door at the time when
+Mercedes appeared at the door. The countess took Albert to
+meet Madame Danglars. He approached, paid her some well
+merited compliments on her toilet, and offered his arm to
+conduct her to a seat. Albert looked around him. "You are
+looking for my daughter?" said the baroness, smiling.
+
+"I confess it," replied Albert. "Could you have been so
+cruel as not to bring her?"
+
+"Calm yourself. She has met Mademoiselle de Villefort, and
+has taken her arm; see, they are following us, both in white
+dresses, one with a bouquet of camellias, the other with one
+of myosotis. But tell me" --
+
+"Well, what do you wish to know?"
+
+"Will not the Count of Monte Cristo be here to-night?"
+
+"Seventeen!" replied Albert.
+
+"What do you mean?"
+
+"I only mean that the count seems the rage," replied the
+viscount, smiling, "and that you are the seventeenth person
+that has asked me the same question. The count is in
+fashion; I congratulate him upon it."
+
+"And have you replied to every one as you have to me?"
+
+"Ah, to be sure, I have not answered you; be satisfied, we
+shall have this `lion;' we are among the privileged ones."
+
+"Were you at the opera yesterday?"
+
+"No."
+
+"He was there."
+
+"Ah, indeed? And did the eccentric person commit any new
+originality?"
+
+"Can he be seen without doing so? Elssler was dancing in the
+`Diable Boiteux;' the Greek princess was in ecstasies. After
+the cachucha he placed a magnificent ring on the stem of a
+bouquet, and threw it to the charming danseuse, who, in the
+third act, to do honor to the gift, reappeared with it on
+her finger. And the Greek princess, -- will she be here?"
+
+"No, you will be deprived of that pleasure; her position in
+the count's establishment is not sufficiently understood."
+
+"Wait; leave me here, and go and speak to Madame de
+Villefort, who is trying to attract your attention."
+
+Albert bowed to Madame Danglars, and advanced towards Madame
+de Villefort, whose lips opened as he approached. "I wager
+anything," said Albert, interrupting her, "that I know what
+you were about to say."
+
+"Well, what is it?"
+
+"If I guess rightly, will you confess it?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"On your honor?"
+
+"On my honor."
+
+"You were going to ask me if the Count of Monte Cristo had
+arrived, or was expected."
+
+"Not at all. It is not of him that I am now thinking. I was
+going to ask you if you had received any news of Monsieur
+Franz."
+
+"Yes, -- yesterday."
+
+"What did he tell you?"
+
+"That he was leaving at the same time as his letter."
+
+"Well, now then, the count?"
+
+"The count will come, of that you may be satisfied."
+
+"You know that he has another name besides Monte Cristo?"
+
+"No, I did not know it."
+
+"Monte Cristo in the name of an island, and he has a family
+name."
+
+"I never heard it."
+
+"Well, then, I am better informed than you; his name is
+Zaccone."
+
+"It is possible."
+
+"He is a Maltese."
+
+"That is also possible.
+
+"The son of a shipowner."
+
+"Really, you should relate all this aloud, you would have
+the greatest success."
+
+"He served in India, discovered a mine in Thessaly, and
+comes to Paris to establish a mineral water-cure at
+Auteuil."
+
+"Well, I'm sure," said Morcerf, "this is indeed news! Am I
+allowed to repeat it?"
+
+"Yes, but cautiously, tell one thing at a time, and do not
+say I told you."
+
+"Why so?"
+
+"Because it is a secret just discovered."
+
+"By whom?"
+
+"The police."
+
+"Then the news originated" --
+
+"At the prefect's last night. Paris, you can understand, is
+astonished at the sight of such unusual splendor, and the
+police have made inquiries."
+
+"Well, well! Nothing more is wanting than to arrest the
+count as a vagabond, on the pretext of his being too rich."
+
+"Indeed, that doubtless would have happened if his
+credentials had not been so favorable."
+
+"Poor count! And is he aware of the danger he has been in?"
+
+"I think not."
+
+"Then it will be but charitable to inform him. When he
+arrives, I will not fail to do so."
+
+Just then, a handsome young man, with bright eyes, black
+hair, and glossy mustache, respectfully bowed to Madame de
+Villefort. Albert extended his hand. "Madame," said Albert,
+"allow me to present to you M. Maximilian Morrel, captain of
+Spahis, one of our best, and, above all, of our bravest
+officers."
+
+"I have already had the pleasure of meeting this gentleman
+at Auteuil, at the house of the Count of Monte Cristo,"
+replied Madame de Villefort, turning away with marked
+coldness of manner. This answer, and especially the tone in
+which it was uttered, chilled the heart of poor Morrel. But
+a recompense was in store for him; turning around, he saw
+near the door a beautiful fair face, whose large blue eyes
+were, without any marked expression, fixed upon him, while
+the bouquet of myosotis was gently raised to her lips.
+
+The salutation was so well understood that Morrel, with the
+same expression in his eyes, placed his handkerchief to his
+mouth; and these two living statues, whose hearts beat so
+violently under their marble aspect, separated from each
+other by the whole length of the room, forgot themselves for
+a moment, or rather forgot the world in their mutual
+contemplation. They might have remained much longer lost in
+one another, without any one noticing their abstraction. The
+Count of Monte Cristo had just entered.
+
+We have already said that there was something in the count
+which attracted universal attention wherever he appeared. It
+was not the coat, unexceptional in its cut, though simple
+and unornamented; it was not the plain white waistcoat; it
+was not the trousers, that displayed the foot so perfectly
+formed -- it was none of these things that attracted the
+attention, -- it was his pale complexion, his waving black
+hair, his calm and serene expression, his dark and
+melancholy eye, his mouth, chiselled with such marvellous
+delicacy, which so easily expressed such high disdain, --
+these were what fixed the attention of all upon him. Many
+men might have been handsomer, but certainly there could be
+none whose appearance was more significant, if the
+expression may be used. Everything about the count seemed to
+have its meaning, for the constant habit of thought which he
+had acquired had given an ease and vigor to the expression
+of his face, and even to the most trifling gesture, scarcely
+to be understood. Yet the Parisian world is so strange, that
+even all this might not have won attention had there not
+been connected with it a mysterious story gilded by an
+immense fortune.
+
+Meanwhile he advanced through the assemblage of guests under
+a battery of curious glances towards Madame de Morcerf, who,
+standing before a mantle-piece ornamented with flowers, had
+seen his entrance in a looking-glass placed opposite the
+door, and was prepared to receive him. She turned towards
+him with a serene smile just at the moment he was bowing to
+her. No doubt she fancied the count would speak to her,
+while on his side the count thought she was about to address
+him; but both remained silent, and after a mere bow, Monte
+Cristo directed his steps to Albert, who received him
+cordially. "Have you seen my mother?" asked Albert.
+
+"I have just had the pleasure," replied the count; "but I
+have not seen your father."
+
+"See, he is down there, talking politics with that little
+group of great geniuses."
+
+"Indeed?" said Monte Cristo; "and so those gentlemen down
+there are men of great talent. I should not have guessed it.
+And for what kind of talent are they celebrated? You know
+there are different sorts."
+
+"That tall, harsh-looking man is very learned, he
+discovered, in the neighborhood of Rome, a kind of lizard
+with a vertebra more than lizards usually have, and he
+immediately laid his discovery before the Institute. The
+thing was discussed for a long time, but finally decided in
+his favor. I can assure you the vertebra made a great noise
+in the learned world, and the gentleman, who was only a
+knight of the Legion of Honor, was made an officer."
+
+"Come," said Monte Cristo, "this cross seems to me to be
+wisely awarded. I suppose, had he found another additional
+vertebra, they would have made him a commander."
+
+"Very likely," said Albert.
+
+"And who can that person be who has taken it into his head
+to wrap himself up in a blue coat embroidered with green?"
+
+"Oh, that coat is not his own idea; it is the Republic's,
+which deputed David* to devise a uniform for the
+Academicians."
+
+* Louis David, a famous French painter.
+
+"Indeed?" said Monte Cristo; "so this gentleman is an
+Academician?"
+
+"Within the last week he has been made one of the learned
+assembly."
+
+"And what is his especial talent?"
+
+"His talent? I believe he thrusts pins through the heads of
+rabbits, he makes fowls eat madder, and punches the spinal
+marrow out of dogs with whalebone."
+
+"And he is made a member of the Academy of Sciences for
+this?"
+
+"No; of the French Academy."
+
+"But what has the French Academy to do with all this?"
+
+"I was going to tell you. It seems" --
+
+"That his experiments have very considerably advanced the
+cause of science, doubtless?"
+
+"No; that his style of writing is very good."
+
+"This must be very flattering to the feelings of the rabbits
+into whose heads he has thrust pins, to the fowls whose
+bones he has dyed red, and to the dogs whose spinal marrow
+he has punched out?"
+
+Albert laughed.
+
+"And the other one?" demanded the count.
+
+"That one?"
+
+"Yes, the third."
+
+"The one in the dark blue coat?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"He is a colleague of the count, and one of the most active
+opponents to the idea of providing the Chamber of Peers with
+a uniform. He was very successful upon that question. He
+stood badly with the Liberal papers, but his noble
+opposition to the wishes of the court is now getting him
+into favor with the journalists. They talk of making him an
+ambassador."
+
+"And what are his claims to the peerage?"
+
+"He has composed two or three comic operas, written four or
+five articles in the Siecle, and voted five or six years on
+the ministerial side."
+
+"Bravo, Viscount," said Monte Cristo, smiling; "you are a
+delightful cicerone. And now you will do me a favor, will
+you not?"
+
+"What is it?"
+
+"Do not introduce me to any of these gentlemen; and should
+they wish it, you will warn me." Just then the count felt
+his arm pressed. He turned round; it was Danglars.
+
+"Ah, is it you, baron?" said he.
+
+"Why do you call me baron?" said Danglars; "you know that I
+care nothing for my title. I am not like you, viscount; you
+like your title, do you not?"
+
+"Certainly," replied Albert, "seeing that without my title I
+should be nothing; while you, sacrificing the baron, would
+still remain the millionaire."
+
+"Which seems to me the finest title under the royalty of
+July," replied Danglars.
+
+"Unfortunately," said Monte Cristo, "one's title to a
+millionaire does not last for life, like that of baron, peer
+of France, or Academician; for example, the millionaires
+Franck & Poulmann, of Frankfort, who have just become
+bankrupts."
+
+"Indeed?" said Danglars, becoming pale.
+
+"Yes; I received the news this evening by a courier. I had
+about a million in their hands, but, warned in time, I
+withdrew it a month ago."
+
+"Ah, mon Dieu," exclaimed Danglars, "they have drawn on me
+for 200,000 francs!"
+
+"Well, you can throw out the draft; their signature is worth
+five per cent."
+
+"Yes, but it is too late," said Danglars, "I have honored
+their bills."
+
+"Then," said Monte Cristo, "here are 200,000 francs gone
+after" --
+
+"Hush, do not mention these things," said Danglars; then,
+approaching Monte Cristo, he added, "especially before young
+M. Cavalcanti;" after which he smiled, and turned towards
+the young man in question. Albert had left the count to
+speak to his mother, Danglars to converse with young
+Cavalcanti; Monte Cristo was for an instant alone. Meanwhile
+the heat became excessive. The footmen were hastening
+through the rooms with waiters loaded with ices. Monte
+Cristo wiped the perspiration from his forehead, but drew
+back when the waiter was presented to him; he took no
+refreshment. Madame de Morcerf did not lose sight of Monte
+Cristo; she saw that he took nothing, and even noticed his
+gesture of refusal.
+
+"Albert," she asked, "did you notice that?"
+
+"What, mother?"
+
+"That the count has never been willing to partake of food
+under the roof of M. de Morcerf."
+
+"Yes; but then he breakfasted with me -- indeed, he made his
+first appearance in the world on that occasion."
+
+"But your house is not M. de Morcerf's," murmured Mercedes;
+"and since he has been here I have watched him."
+
+"Well?"
+
+"Well, he has taken nothing yet."
+
+"The count is very temperate." Mercedes smiled sadly.
+"Approach him," said she, "and when the next waiter passes,
+insist upon his taking something."
+
+"But why, mother?"
+
+"Just to please me, Albert," said Mercedes. Albert kissed
+his mother's hand, and drew near the count. Another salver
+passed, loaded like the preceding ones; she saw Albert
+attempt to persuade the count, but he obstinately refused.
+Albert rejoined his mother; she was very pale.
+
+"Well," said she, "you see he refuses?"
+
+"Yes; but why need this annoy you?"
+
+"You know, Albert, women are singular creatures. I should
+like to have seen the count take something in my house, if
+only an ice. Perhaps he cannot reconcile himself to the
+French style of living, and might prefer something else."
+
+"Oh, no; I have seen him eat of everything in Italy; no
+doubt he does not feel inclined this evening."
+
+"And besides," said the countess, "accustomed as he is to
+burning climates, possibly he does not feel the heat as we
+do."
+
+"I do not think that, for he has complained of feeling
+almost suffocated, and asked why the Venetian blinds were
+not opened as well as the windows."
+
+"In a word," said Mercedes, "it was a way of assuring me
+that his abstinence was intended." And she left the room. A
+minute afterwards the blinds were thrown open, and through
+the jessamine and clematis that overhung the window one
+could see the garden ornamented with lanterns, and the
+supper laid under the tent. Dancers, players, talkers, all
+uttered an exclamation of joy -- every one inhaled with
+delight the breeze that floated in. At the same time
+Mercedes reappeared, paler than before, but with that
+imperturbable expression of countenance which she sometimes
+wore. She went straight to the group of which her husband
+formed the centre. "Do not detain those gentlemen here,
+count," she said; "they would prefer, I should think, to
+breathe in the garden rather than suffocate here, since they
+are not playing."
+
+"Ah," said a gallant old general, who, in 1809, had sung
+"Partant pour la Syrie," -- "we will not go alone to the
+garden."
+
+"Then," said Mercedes, "I will lead the way." Turning
+towards Monte Cristo, she added, "count, will you oblige me
+with your arm?" The count almost staggered at these simple
+words; then he fixed his eyes on Mercedes. It was only a
+momentary glance, but it seemed to the countess to have
+lasted for a century, so much was expressed in that one
+look. He offered his arm to the countess; she took it, or
+rather just touched it with her little hand, and they
+together descended the steps, lined with rhododendrons and
+camellias. Behind them, by another outlet, a group of about
+twenty persons rushed into the garden with loud exclamations
+of delight.
+
+
+
+Chapter 71
+Bread and Salt.
+
+Madame de Morcerf entered an archway of trees with her
+companion. It led through a grove of lindens to a
+conservatory.
+
+"It was too warm in the room, was it not, count?" she asked.
+
+"Yes, madame; and it was an excellent idea of yours to open
+the doors and the blinds." As he ceased speaking, the count
+felt the hand of Mercedes tremble. "But you," he said, "with
+that light dress, and without anything to cover you but that
+gauze scarf, perhaps you feel cold?"
+
+"Do you know where I am leading you?" said the countess,
+without replying to the question.
+
+"No, madame," replied Monte Cristo; "but you see I make no
+resistance."
+
+"We are going to the greenhouse that you see at the other
+end of the grove."
+
+The count looked at Mercedes as if to interrogate her, but
+she continued to walk on in silence, and he refrained from
+speaking. They reached the building, ornamented with
+magnificent fruits, which ripen at the beginning of July in
+the artificial temperature which takes the place of the sun,
+so frequently absent in our climate. The countess left the
+arm of Monte Cristo, and gathered a bunch of Muscatel
+grapes. "See, count," she said, with a smile so sad in its
+expression that one could almost detect the tears on her
+eyelids -- "see, our French grapes are not to be compared, I
+know, with yours of Sicily and Cyprus, but you will make
+allowance for our northern sun." The count bowed, but
+stepped back. "Do you refuse?" said Mercedes, in a tremulous
+voice. "Pray excuse me, madame," replied Monte Cristo, "but
+I never eat Muscatel grapes."
+
+Mercedes let them fall, and sighed. A magnificent peach was
+hanging against an adjoining wall, ripened by the same
+artificial heat. Mercedes drew near, and plucked the fruit.
+"Take this peach, then," she said. The count again refused.
+"What, again?" she exclaimed, in so plaintive an accent that
+it seemed to stifle a sob; "really, you pain me."
+
+A long silence followed; the peach, like the grapes, fell to
+the ground. "Count," added Mercedes with a supplicating
+glance, "there is a beautiful Arabian custom, which makes
+eternal friends of those who have together eaten bread and
+salt under the same roof."
+
+"I know it, madame," replied the count; "but we are in
+France, and not in Arabia, and in France eternal friendships
+are as rare as the custom of dividing bread and salt with
+one another."
+
+"But," said the countess, breathlessly, with her eyes fixed
+on Monte Cristo, whose arm she convulsively pressed with
+both hands, "we are friends, are we not?"
+
+The count became pale as death, the blood rushed to his
+heart, and then again rising, dyed his cheeks with crimson;
+his eyes swam like those of a man suddenly dazzled.
+"Certainly, we are friends," he replied; "why should we not
+be?" The answer was so little like the one Mercedes desired,
+that she turned away to give vent to a sigh, which sounded
+more like a groan. "Thank you," she said. And they walked on
+again. They went the whole length of the garden without
+uttering a word. "Sir," suddenly exclaimed the countess,
+after their walk had continued ten minutes in silence, "is
+it true that you have seen so much, travelled so far, and
+suffered so deeply?"
+
+"I have suffered deeply, madame," answered Monte Cristo.
+
+"But now you are happy?"
+
+"Doubtless," replied the count, "since no one hears me
+complain."
+
+"And your present happiness, has it softened your heart?"
+
+"My present happiness equals my past misery," said the
+count.
+
+"Are you not married?" asked the countess. "I married?"
+exclaimed Monte Cristo, shuddering; "who could have told you
+so?"
+
+"No one told me you were, but you have frequently been seen
+at the opera with a young and lovely woman."
+
+"She is a slave whom I bought at Constantinople, madame, the
+daughter of a prince. I have adopted her as my daughter,
+having no one else to love in the world."
+
+"You live alone, then?"
+
+"I do."
+
+"You have no sister -- no son -- no father?"
+
+"I have no one."
+
+"How can you exist thus without any one to attach you to
+life?"
+
+"It is not my fault, madame. At Malta, I loved a young girl,
+was on the point of marrying her, when war came and carried
+me away. I thought she loved me well enough to wait for me,
+and even to remain faithful to my memory. When I returned
+she was married. This is the history of most men who have
+passed twenty years of age. Perhaps my heart was weaker than
+the hearts of most men, and I suffered more than they would
+have done in my place; that is all." The countess stopped
+for a moment, as if gasping for breath. "Yes," she said,
+"and you have still preserved this love in your heart -- one
+can only love once -- and did you ever see her again?"
+
+"Never."
+
+"Never?"
+
+"I never returned to the country where she lived."
+
+"To Malta?"
+
+"Yes; Malta."
+
+"She is, then, now at Malta?"
+
+"I think so."
+
+"And have you forgiven her for all she has made you suffer?"
+
+"Her, -- yes."
+
+"But only her; do you then still hate those who separated
+you?"
+
+"I hate them? Not at all; why should I?" The countess placed
+herself before Monte Cristo, still holding in her hand a
+portion of the perfumed grapes. "Take some," she said.
+"Madame, I never eat Muscatel grapes," replied Monte Cristo,
+as if the subject had not been mentioned before. The
+countess dashed the grapes into the nearest thicket, with a
+gesture of despair. "Inflexible man!" she murmured. Monte
+Cristo remained as unmoved as if the reproach had not been
+addressed to him. Albert at this moment ran in. "Oh,
+mother," he exclaimed, "such a misfortune his happened!"
+
+"What? What has happened?" asked the countess, as though
+awakening from a sleep to the realities of life; "did you
+say a misfortune? Indeed, I should expect misfortunes."
+
+"M. de Villefort is here."
+
+"Well?"
+
+"He comes to fetch his wife and daughter."
+
+"Why so?"
+
+"Because Madame de Saint-Meran is just arrived in Paris,
+bringing the news of M. de Saint-Meran's death, which took
+place on the first stage after he left Marseilles. Madame de
+Villefort, who was in very good spirits, would neither
+believe nor think of the misfortune, but Mademoiselle
+Valentine, at the first words, guessed the whole truth,
+notwithstanding all the precautions of her father; the blow
+struck her like a thunderbolt, and she fell senseless."
+
+"And how was M. de Saint-Meran related to Mademoiselle de
+Villefort?" said the count.
+
+"He was her grandfather on the mother's side. He was coming
+here to hasten her marriage with Franz."
+
+"Ah, indeed?"
+
+"So Franz must wait. Why was not M. de Saint-Meran also
+grandfather to Mademoiselle Danglars?"
+
+"Albert, Albert," said Madame de Morcerf, in a tone of mild
+reproof, "what are you saying? Ah, count, he esteems you so
+highly, tell him that he has spoken amiss." And she took two
+or three steps forward. Monte Cristo watched her with an air
+so thoughtful, and so full of affectionate admiration, that
+she turned back and grasped his hand; at the same time she
+seized that of her son, and joined them together.
+
+"We are friends; are we not?" she asked.
+
+"Oh, madame, I do not presume to call myself your friend,
+but at all times I am your most respectful servant." The
+countess left with an indescribable pang in her heart, and
+before she had taken ten steps the count saw her raise her
+handkerchief to her eyes. "Do not my mother and you agree?"
+asked Albert, astonished.
+
+"On the contrary," replied the count, "did you not hear her
+declare that we were friends?" They re-entered the
+drawing-room, which Valentine and Madame de Villefort had
+just quitted. It is perhaps needless to add that Morrel
+departed almost at the same time.
+
+
+
+Chapter 72
+Madame de Saint-Meran.
+
+A gloomy scene had indeed just passed at the house of M. de
+Villefort. After the ladies had departed for the ball,
+whither all the entreaties of Madame de Villefort had failed
+in persuading him to accompany them, the procureur had shut
+himself up in his study, according to his custom. with a
+heap of papers calculated to alarm any one else, but which
+generally scarcely satisfied his inordinate desires. But
+this time the papers were a mere matter of form. Villefort
+had secluded himself, not to study, but to reflect; and with
+the door locked and orders given that he should not be
+disturbed excepting for important business, he sat down in
+his arm-chair and began to ponder over the events, the
+remembrance of which had during the last eight days filled
+his mind with so many gloomy thoughts and bitter
+recollections. Then, instead of plunging into the mass of
+documents piled before him, he opened the drawer of his
+desk. touched a spring, and drew out a parcel of cherished
+memoranda, amongst which he had carefully arranged, in
+characters only known to himself, the names of all those
+who, either in his political career, in money matters, at
+the bar, or in his mysterious love affairs, had become his
+enemies.
+
+Their number was formidable, now that he had begun to fear,
+and yet these names, powerful though they were, had often
+caused him to smile with the same kind of satisfaction
+experienced by a traveller who from the summit of a mountain
+beholds at his feet the craggy eminences, the almost
+impassable paths, and the fearful chasms, through which he
+has so perilously climbed. When he had run over all these
+names in his memory, again read and studied them, commenting
+meanwhile upon his lists, he shook his head.
+
+"No," he murmured, "none of my enemies would have waited so
+patiently and laboriously for so long a space of time, that
+they might now come and crush me with this secret.
+Sometimes, as Hamlet says --
+
+`Foul deeds will rise,
+Tho, all the earth o'erwhelm them to men's eyes;'
+
+but, like a phosphoric light, they rise but to mislead. The
+story has been told by the Corsican to some priest, who in
+his turn has repeated it. M. de Monte Cristo may have heard
+it, and to enlighten himself -- but why should he wish to
+enlighten himself upon the subject?" asked Villefort, after
+a moment's reflection, "what interest can this M. de Monte
+Cristo or M. Zaccone, -- son of a shipowner of Malta,
+discoverer of a mine in Thessaly, now visiting Paris for the
+first time, -- what interest, I say, can he take in
+discovering a gloomy, mysterious, and useless fact like
+this? However, among all the incoherent details given to me
+by the Abbe Busoni and by Lord Wilmore, by that friend and
+that enemy, one thing appears certain and clear in my
+opinion -- that in no period, in no case, in no
+circumstance, could there have been any contact between him
+and me."
+
+But Villefort uttered words which even he himself did not
+believe. He dreaded not so much the revelation, for he could
+reply to or deny its truth; -- he cared little for that
+mene, tekel, upharsin, which appeared suddenly in letters of
+blood upon the wall; -- but what he was really anxious for
+was to discover whose hand had traced them. While he was
+endeavoring to calm his fears, -- and instead of dwelling
+upon the political future that had so often been the subject
+of his ambitious dreams, was imagining a future limited to
+the enjoyments of home, in fear of awakening the enemy that
+had so long slept, -- the noise of a carriage sounded in the
+yard, then he heard the steps of an aged person ascending
+the stairs, followed by tears and lamentations, such as
+servants always give vent to when they wish to appear
+interested in their master's grief. He drew back the bolt of
+his door, and almost directly an old lady entered,
+unannounced, carrying her shawl on her arm, and her bonnet
+in her hand. The white hair was thrown back from her yellow
+forehead, and her eyes, already sunken by the furrows of
+age, now almost disappeared beneath the eyelids swollen with
+grief. "Oh, sir," she said; "oh, sir, what a misfortune! I
+shall die of it; oh, yes, I shall certainly die of it!"
+
+And then, falling upon the chair nearest the door, she burst
+into a paroxysm of sobs. The servants, standing in the
+doorway, not daring to approach nearer, were looking at
+Noirtier's old servant, who had heard the noise from his
+master's room, and run there also, remaining behind the
+others. Villefort rose, and ran towards his mother-in-law,
+for it was she.
+
+"Why, what can have happened?" he exclaimed, "what has thus
+disturbed you? Is M. de Saint-Meran with you?"
+
+"M. de Saint-Meran is dead," answered the old marchioness,
+without preface and without expression; she appeared to be
+stupefied. Villefort drew back, and clasping his hands
+together, exclaimed -- "Dead! -- so suddenly?"
+
+"A week ago," continued Madame de Saint-Meran, "we went out
+together in the carriage after dinner. M. de Saint-Meran had
+been unwell for some days; still, the idea of seeing our
+dear Valentine again inspired him with courage, and
+notwithstanding his illness he would leave. At six leagues
+from Marseilles, after having eaten some of the lozenges he
+is accustomed to take, he fell into such a deep sleep, that
+it appeared to me unnatural; still I hesitated to wake him,
+although I fancied that his face was flushed, and that the
+veins of his temples throbbed more violently than usual.
+However, as it became dark, and I could no longer see, I
+fell asleep; I was soon aroused by a piercing shriek, as
+from a person suffering in his dreams, and he suddenly threw
+his head back violently. I called the valet, I stopped the
+postilion, I spoke to M. de Saint-Meran, I applied my
+smelling-salts; but all was over, and I arrived at Aix by
+the side of a corpse." Villefort stood with his mouth half
+open, quite stupefied.
+
+"Of course you sent for a doctor?"
+
+"Immediately; but, as I have told you, it was too late."
+
+"Yes; but then he could tell of what complaint the poor
+marquis had died."
+
+"Oh, yes, sir, he told me; it appears to have been an
+apoplectic stroke."
+
+"And what did you do then?"
+
+"M. de Saint-Meran had always expressed a desire, in case
+his death happened during his absence from Paris, that his
+body might be brought to the family vault. I had him put
+into a leaden coffin, and I am preceding him by a few days."
+
+"Oh, my poor mother," said Villefort, "to have such duties
+to perform at your age after such a blow!"
+
+"God has supported me through all; and then, my dear
+marquis, he would certainly have done everything for me that
+I performed for him. It is true that since I left him, I
+seem to have lost my senses. I cannot cry; at my age they
+say that we have no more tears, -- still I think that when
+one is in trouble one should have the power of weeping.
+Where is Valentine. sir? It is on her account I am here; I
+wish to see Valentine." Villefort thought it would be
+terrible to reply that Valentine was at a ball; so he only
+said that she had gone out with her step-mother, and that
+she should be fetched. "This instant, sir -- this instant, I
+beseech you!" said the old lady. Villefort placed the arm of
+Madame de Saint-Meran within his own, and conducted her to
+his apartment. "Rest yourself, mother," he said.
+
+The marchioness raised her head at this word, and beholding
+the man who so forcibly reminded her of her deeply-regretted
+child, who still lived for her in Valentine, she felt
+touched at the name of mother, and bursting into tears, she
+fell on her knees before an arm-chair, where she buried her
+venerable head. Villefort left her to the care of the women,
+while old Barrois ran, half-scared, to his master; for
+nothing frightens old people so much as when death relaxes
+its vigilance over them for a moment in order to strike some
+other old person. Then, while Madame de Saint-Meran remained
+on her knees, praying fervently, Villefort sent for a cab,
+and went himself to fetch his wife and daughter from Madame
+de Morcerf's. He was so pale when he appeared at the door of
+the ball-room, that Valentine ran to him, saying --
+
+"Oh, father, some misfortune has happened!"
+
+"Your grandmamma has just arrived, Valentine," said M. de
+Villefort.
+
+"And grandpapa?" inquired the young girl, trembling with
+apprehension. M. de Villefort only replied by offering his
+arm to his daughter. It was just in time, for Valentine's
+head swam, and she staggered; Madame de Villefort instantly
+hastened to her assistance, and aided her husband in
+dragging her to the carriage, saying -- "What a singular
+event! Who could have thought it? Ah, yes, it is indeed
+strange!" And the wretched family departed, leaving a cloud
+of sadness hanging over the rest of the evening. At the foot
+of the stairs, Valentine found Barrois awaiting her.
+
+"M. Noirtier wishes to see you to-night, he said, in an
+undertone.
+
+"Tell him I will come when I leave my dear grandmamma," she
+replied, feeling, with true delicacy, that the person to
+whom she could be of the most service just then was Madame
+de Saint-Meran. Valentine found her grandmother in bed;
+silent caresses, heartwrung sobs, broken sighs, burning
+tears, were all that passed in this sad interview, while
+Madame de Villefort, leaning on her husband's arm,
+maintained all outward forms of respect, at least towards
+the poor widow. She soon whispered to her husband, "I think
+it would be better for me to retire, with your permission,
+for the sight of me appears still to afflict your
+mother-in-law." Madame de Saint-Meran heard her. "Yes, yes,"
+she said softly to Valentine, "let her leave; but do you
+stay." Madame de Villefort left, and Valentine remained
+alone beside the bed, for the procureur, overcome with
+astonishment at the unexpected death, had followed his wife.
+Meanwhile, Barrois had returned for the first time to old
+Noirtier, who having heard the noise in the house, had, as
+we have said, sent his old servant to inquire the cause; on
+his return, his quick intelligent eye interrogated the
+messenger. "Alas, sir," exclaimed Barrois, "a great
+misfortune has happened. Madame de Saint-Meran has arrived,
+and her husband is dead!"
+
+M. de Saint-Meran and Noirtier had never been on strict
+terms of friendship; still, the death of one old man always
+considerably affects another. Noirtier let his head fall
+upon his chest, apparently overwhelmed and thoughtful; then
+he closed one eye, in token of inquiry. "Mademoiselle
+Valentine?" Noirtier nodded his head. "She is at the ball,
+as you know, since she came to say good-by to you in full
+dress." Noirtier again closed his left eye. "Do you wish to
+see her?" Noirtier again made an affirmative sign. "Well,
+they have gone to fetch her, no doubt, from Madame de
+Morcerf's; I will await her return, and beg her to come up
+here. Is that what you wish for?"
+
+"Yes," replied the invalid.
+
+Barrois, therefore, as we have seen, watched for Valentine,
+and informed her of her grandfather's wish. Consequently,
+Valentine came up to Noirtier, on leaving Madame de
+Saint-Meran, who in the midst of her grief had at last
+yielded to fatigue and fallen into a feverish sleep. Within
+reach of her hand they placed a small table upon which stood
+a bottle of orangeade, her usual beverage, and a glass.
+Then, as we have said, the young girl left the bedside to
+see M. Noirtier. Valentine kissed the old man, who looked at
+her with such tenderness that her eyes again filled with
+tears, whose sources he thought must be exhausted. The old
+gentleman continued to dwell upon her with the same
+expression. "Yes, yes," said Valentine, "you mean that I
+have yet a kind grandfather left, do you not." The old man
+intimated that such was his meaning. "Ah, yes, happily I
+have," replied Valentine. "Without that, what would become
+of me?"
+
+It was one o'clock in the morning. Barrois, who wished to go
+to bed himself, observed that after such sad events every
+one stood in need of rest. Noirtier would not say that the
+only rest he needed was to see his child, but wished her
+good-night, for grief and fatigue had made her appear quite
+ill. The next morning she found her grandmother in bed; the
+fever had not abated, on the contrary her eyes glistened and
+she appeared to be suffering from violent nervous
+irritability. "Oh, dear grandmamma, are you worse?"
+exclaimed Valentine, perceiving all these signs of
+agitation.
+
+"No, my child, no," said Madame de Saint-Meran; "but I was
+impatiently waiting for your arrival, that I might send for
+your father."
+
+"My father?" inquired Valentine, uneasily.
+
+"Yes, I wish to speak to him." Valentine durst not oppose
+her grandmother's wish, the cause of which she did not know,
+and an instant afterwards Villefort entered. "Sir," said
+Madame de Saint-Meran, without using any circumlocution, and
+as if fearing she had no time to lose, "you wrote to me
+concerning the marriage of this child?"
+
+"Yes, madame," replied Villefort, "it is not only projected
+but arranged."
+
+"Your intended son-in-law is named M. Franz d'Epinay?"
+
+"Yes, madame."
+
+"Is he not the son of General d'Epinay who was on our side,
+and who was assassinated some days before the usurper
+returned from the Island of Elba?"
+
+"The same."
+
+"Does he not dislike the idea of marrying the granddaughter
+of a Jacobin?"
+
+"Our civil dissensions are now happily extinguished,
+mother," said Villefort; "M. d'Epinay was quite a child when
+his father died, he knows very little of M. Noirtier, and
+will meet him, if not with pleasure, at least with
+indifference."
+
+"Is it a suitable match?"
+
+"In every respect."
+
+"And the young man?"
+
+"Is regarded with universal esteem."
+
+"You approve of him?"
+
+"He is one of the most well-bred young men I know." During
+the whole of this conversation Valentine had remained
+silent. "Well, sir," said Madame de Saint-Meran, after a few
+minutes' reflection, "I must hasten the marriage, for I have
+but a short time to live."
+
+"You, madame?" "You, dear mamma?" exclaimed M. de Villefort
+and Valentine at the same time.
+
+"I know what I am saying," continued the marchioness; "I
+must hurry you, so that, as she has no mother, she may at
+least have a grandmother to bless her marriage. I am all
+that is left to her belonging to my poor Renee, whom you
+have so soon forgotten, sir."
+
+"Ah, madame," said Villefort, "you forget that I was obliged
+to give a mother to my child."
+
+"A stepmother is never a mother, sir. But this is not to the
+purpose, -- our business concerns Valentine, let us leave
+the dead in peace."
+
+All this was said with such exceeding rapidity, that there
+was something in the conversation that seemed like the
+beginning of delirium.
+
+"It shall be as you wish, madame," said Villefort; "more
+especially since your wishes coincide with mine, and as soon
+as M. d'Epinay arrives in Paris" --
+
+"My dear grandmother," interrupted Valentine, "consider
+decorum -- the recent death. You would not have me marry
+under such sad auspices?"
+
+"My child," exclaimed the old lady sharply, "let us hear
+none of the conventional objections that deter weak minds
+from preparing for the future. I also was married at the
+death-bed of my mother, and certainly I have not been less
+happy on that account."
+
+"Still that idea of death, madame," said Villefort.
+
+"Still? -- Always! I tell you I am going to die -- do you
+understand? Well, before dying, I wish to see my son-in-law.
+I wish to tell him to make my child happy; I wish to read in
+his eyes whether he intends to obey me; -- in fact, I will
+know him -- I will!" continued the old lady, with a fearful
+expression, "that I may rise from the depths of my grave to
+find him, if he should not fulfil his duty!"
+
+"Madame," said Villefort, "you must lay aside these exalted
+ideas, which almost assume the appearance of madness. The
+dead, once buried in their graves, rise no more."
+
+"And I tell you, sir, that you are mistaken. This night I
+have had a fearful sleep. It seemed as though my soul were
+already hovering over my body, my eyes, which I tried to
+open, closed against my will, and what will appear
+impossible above all to you, sir, I saw, with my eyes shut,
+in the spot where you are now standing, issuing from that
+corner where there is a door leading into Madame Villefort's
+dressing-room -- I saw, I tell you, silently enter, a white
+figure." Valentine screamed. "It was the fever that
+disturbed you, madame," said Villefort.
+
+"Doubt, if you please, but I am sure of what I say. I saw a
+white figure, and as if to prevent my discrediting the
+testimony of only one of my senses, I heard my glass removed
+-- the same which is there now on the table."
+
+"Oh, dear mother, it was a dream."
+
+"So little was it a dream, that I stretched my hand towards
+the bell; but when I did so, the shade disappeared; my maid
+then entered with a light."
+
+"But she saw no one?"
+
+"Phantoms are visible to those only who ought to see them.
+It was the soul of my husband! -- Well, if my husband's soul
+can come to me, why should not my soul reappear to guard my
+granddaughter? the tie is even more direct, it seems to me."
+
+"Oh, madame," said Villefort, deeply affected, in spite of
+himself, "do not yield to those gloomy thoughts; you will
+long live with us, happy, loved, and honored, and we will
+make you forget" --
+
+"Never, never, never," said the marchioness. "when does M.
+d'Epinay return?"
+
+"We expect him every moment."
+
+"It is well. As soon as he arrives inform me. We must be
+expeditious. And then I also wish to see a notary, that I
+may be assured that all our property returns to Valentine."
+
+"Ah, grandmamma," murmured Valentine, pressing her lips on
+the burning brow, "do you wish to kill me? Oh, how feverish
+you are; we must not send for a notary, but for a doctor."
+
+"A doctor?" said she, shrugging her shoulders, "I am not
+ill; I am thirsty -- that is all."
+
+"What are you drinking, dear grandmamma?"
+
+"The same as usual, my dear, my glass is there on the table
+-- give it to me, Valentine." Valentine poured the orangeade
+into a glass and gave it to her grandmother with a certain
+degree of dread, for it was the same glass she fancied that
+had been touched by the spectre. The marchioness drained the
+glass at a single draught, and then turned on her pillow,
+repeating, -- "The notary, the notary!"
+
+M. de Villefort left the room, and Valentine seated herself
+at the bedside of her grandmother. The poor child appeared
+herself to require the doctor she had recommended to her
+aged relative. A bright spot burned in either cheek, her
+respiration was short and difficult, and her pulse beat with
+feverish excitement. She was thinking of the despair of
+Maximilian, when he should be informed that Madame de
+Saint-Meran, instead of being an ally, was unconsciously
+acting as his enemy. More than once she thought of revealing
+all to her grandmother, and she would not have hesitated a
+moment, if Maximilian Morrel had been named Albert de
+Morcerf or Raoul de Chateau-Renaud; but Morrel was of
+plebeian extraction, and Valentine knew how the haughty
+Marquise de Saint-Meran despised all who were not noble. Her
+secret had each time been repressed when she was about to
+reveal it, by the sad conviction that it would be useless to
+do so; for, were it once discovered by her father and
+mother, all would be lost. Two hours passed thus; Madame de
+Saint-Meran was in a feverish sleep, and the notary had
+arrived. Though his coming was announced in a very low tone,
+Madame de Saint-Meran arose from her pillow. "The notary!"
+she exclaimed, "let him come in."
+
+The notary, who was at the door, immediately entered. "Go,
+Valentine," said Madame de Saint-Meran, "and leave me with
+this gentleman."
+
+"But, grandmamma" --
+
+"Leave me -- go!" The young girl kissed her grandmother, and
+left with her handkerchief to her eyes; at the door she
+found the valet de chambre, who told her that the doctor was
+waiting in the dining-room. Valentine instantly ran down.
+The doctor was a friend of the family, and at the same time
+one of the cleverest men of the day, and very fond of
+Valentine, whose birth he had witnessed. He had himself a
+daughter about her age, but whose life was one continued
+source of anxiety and fear to him from her mother having
+been consumptive.
+
+"Oh," said Valentine, "we have been waiting for you with
+such impatience, dear M. d'Avrigny. But, first of all, how
+are Madeleine and Antoinette?" Madeleine was the daughter of
+M. d'Avrigny, and Antoinette his niece. M. d'Avrigny smiled
+sadly. "Antoinette is very well," he said, "and Madeleine
+tolerably so. But you sent for me, my dear child. It is not
+your father or Madame de Villefort who is ill. As for you,
+although we doctors cannot divest our patients of nerves, I
+fancy you have no further need of me than to recommend you
+not to allow your imagination to take too wide a field."
+Valentine colored. M. d'Avrigny carried the science of
+divination almost to a miraculous extent, for he was one of
+the physicians who always work upon the body through the
+mind. "No," she replied, "it is for my poor grandmother. You
+know the calamity that has happened to us, do you not?"
+
+"I know nothing." said M. d'Avrigny.
+
+"Alas," said Valentine, restraining her tears, "my
+grandfather is dead."
+
+"M. de Saint-Meran?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Suddenly?"
+
+"From an apoplectic stroke."
+
+"An apoplectic stroke?" repeated the doctor.
+
+"Yes, and my poor grandmother fancies that her husband, whom
+she never left, has called her, and that she must go and
+join him. Oh, M. d'Avrigny, I beseech you, do something for
+her!"
+
+"Where is she?"
+
+"In her room with the notary."
+
+"And M. Noirtier?"
+
+"Just as he was, his mind perfectly clear, but the same
+incapability of moving or speaking."
+
+"And the same love for you -- eh, my dear child?"
+
+"Yes," said Valentine, "he was very fond of me."
+
+"Who does not love you?" Valentine smiled sadly. "What are
+your grandmother's symptoms?"
+
+"An extreme nervous excitement and a strangely agitated
+sleep; she fancied this morning in her sleep that her soul
+was hovering above her body, which she at the same time
+watched. It must have been delirium; she fancies, too, that
+she saw a phantom enter her chamber and even heard the noise
+it made on touching her glass."
+
+"It is singular," said the doctor; "I was not aware that
+Madame de Saint-Meran was subject to such hallucinations."
+
+"It is the first time I ever saw her in this condition,"
+said Valentine; "and this morning she frightened me so that
+I thought her mad; and my father, who you know is a
+strong-minded man, himself appeared deeply impressed."
+
+"We will go and see," said the doctor; "what you tell me
+seems very strange." The notary here descended, and
+Valentine was informed that her grandmother was alone. "Go
+upstairs," she said to the doctor.
+
+"And you?"
+
+"Oh, I dare not -- she forbade my sending for you; and, as
+you say, I am myself agitated, feverish and out of sorts. I
+will go and take a turn in the garden to recover myself."
+The doctor pressed Valentine's hand, and while he visited
+her grandmother, she descended the steps. We need not say
+which portion of the garden was her favorite walk. After
+remaining for a short time in the parterre surrounding the
+house, and gathering a rose to place in her waist or hair,
+she turned into the dark avenue which led to the bench; then
+from the bench she went to the gate. As usual, Valentine
+strolled for a short time among her flowers, but without
+gathering them. The mourning in her heart forbade her
+assuming this simple ornament, though she had not yet had
+time to put on the outward semblance of woe. She then turned
+towards the avenue. As she advanced she fancied she heard a
+voice speaking her name. She stopped astonished, then the
+voice reached her ear more distinctly, and she recognized it
+to be that of Maximilian.
+
+
+
+Chapter 73
+The Promise.
+
+It was, indeed, Maximilian Morrel, who had passed a wretched
+existence since the previous day. With the instinct peculiar
+to lovers he had anticipated after the return of Madame de
+Saint-Meran and the death of the marquis, that something
+would occur at M. de Villefort's in connection with his
+attachment for Valentine. His presentiments were realized,
+as we shall see, and his uneasy forebodings had goaded him
+pale and trembling to the gate under the chestnut-trees.
+Valentine was ignorant of the cause of this sorrow and
+anxiety, and as it was not his accustomed hour for visiting
+her, she had gone to the spot simply by accident or perhaps
+through sympathy. Morrel called her, and she ran to the
+gate. "You here at this hour?" said she. "Yes, my poor
+girl," replied Morrel; "I come to bring and to hear bad
+tidings."
+
+"This is, indeed, a house of mourning," said Valentine;
+"speak, Maximilian, although the cup of sorrow seems already
+full."
+
+"Dear Valentine," said Morrel, endeavoring to conceal his
+own emotion, "listen, I entreat you; what I am about to say
+is very serious. When are you to be married?"
+
+"I will tell you all," said Valentine; "from you I have
+nothing to conceal. This morning the subject was introduced,
+and my dear grandmother, on whom I depended as my only
+support, not only declared herself favorable to it, but is
+so anxious for it, that they only await the arrival of M.
+d'Epinay, and the following day the contract will be
+signed." A deep sigh escaped the young man, who gazed long
+and mournfully at her he loved. "Alas," replied he, "it is
+dreadful thus to hear my condemnation from your own lips.
+The sentence is passed, and, in a few hours, will be
+executed; it must be so, and I will not endeavor to prevent
+it. But, since you say nothing remains but for M. d'Epinay
+to arrive that the contract may be signed, and the following
+day you will be his, to-morrow you will be engaged to M.
+d'Epinay, for he came this morning to Paris." Valentine
+uttered a cry.
+
+"I was at the house of Monte Cristo an hour since," said
+Morrel; "we were speaking, he of the sorrow your family had
+experienced, and I of your grief, when a carriage rolled
+into the court-yard. Never, till then, had I placed any
+confidence in presentiments, but now I cannot help believing
+them, Valentine. At the sound of that carriage I shuddered;
+soon I heard steps on the staircase, which terrified me as
+much as the footsteps of the commander did Don Juan. The
+door at last opened; Albert de Morcerf entered first, and I
+began to hope my fears were vain, when, after him, another
+young man advanced, and the count exclaimed -- `Ah, here is
+the Baron Franz d'Epinay!' I summoned all my strength and
+courage to my support. Perhaps I turned pale and trembled,
+but certainly I smiled; and five minutes after I left,
+without having heard one word that had passed."
+
+"Poor Maximilian!" murmured Valentine.
+
+"Valentine, the time has arrived when you must answer me.
+And remember my life depends on your answer. What do you
+intend doing?" Valentine held down her head; she was
+overwhelmed.
+
+"Listen," said Morrel; "it is not the first time you have
+contemplated our present position, which is a serious and
+urgent one; I do not think it is a moment to give way to
+useless sorrow; leave that for those who like to suffer at
+their leisure and indulge their grief in secret. There are
+such in the world, and God will doubtless reward them in
+heaven for their resignation on earth, but those who mean to
+contend must not lose one precious moment, but must return
+immediately the blow which fortune strikes. Do you intend to
+struggle against our ill-fortune? Tell me, Valentine for it
+is that I came to know."
+
+Valentine trembled, and looked at him with amazement. The
+idea of resisting her father, her grandmother, and all the
+family, had never occurred to her. "What do you say,
+Maximilian?" asked Valentine. "What do you mean by a
+struggle? Oh, it would be a sacrilege. What? I resist my
+father's order, and my dying grandmother's wish?
+Impossible!" Morrel started. "You are too noble not to
+understand me, and you understand me so well that you
+already yield, dear Maximilian. No, no; I shall need all my
+strength to struggle with myself and support my grief in
+secret, as you say. But to grieve my father -- to disturb my
+grandmother's last moments -- never!"
+
+"You are right," said Morrel, calmly.
+
+"In what a tone you speak!" cried Valentine.
+
+"I speak as one who admires you, mademoiselle."
+
+"Mademoiselle," cried Valentine; "mademoiselle! Oh, selfish
+man, -- he sees me in despair, and pretends he cannot
+understand me!"
+
+"You mistake -- I understand you perfectly. You will not
+oppose M. Villefort, you will not displease the marchioness,
+and to-morrow you will sign the contract which will bind you
+to your husband."
+
+"But, mon Dieu, tell me, how can I do otherwise?"
+
+"Do not appeal to me, mademoiselle; I shall be a bad judge
+in such a case; my selfishness will blind me," replied
+Morrel, whose low voice and clinched hands announced his
+growing desperation.
+
+"What would you have proposed, Maximilian, had you found me
+willing to accede?"
+
+"It is not for me to say."
+
+"You are wrong; you must advise me what to do."
+
+"Do you seriously ask my advice, Valentine?"
+
+"Certainly, dear Maximilian, for if it is good, I will
+follow it; you know my devotion to you."
+
+"Valentine," said Morrel pushing aside a loose plank, "give
+me your hand in token of forgiveness of my anger; my senses
+are confused, and during the last hour the most extravagant
+thoughts have passed through my brain. Oh, if you refuse my
+advice" --
+
+"What do you advise?" said Valentine, raising her eyes to
+heaven and sighing. "I am free," replied Maximilian, "and
+rich enough to support you. I swear to make you my lawful
+wife before my lips even shall have approached your
+forehead."
+
+"You make me tremble!" said the young girl.
+
+"Follow me," said Morrel; "I will take you to my sister, who
+is worthy also to be yours. We will embark for Algiers, for
+England, for America, or, if your prefer it, retire to the
+country and only return to Paris when our friends have
+reconciled your family." Valentine shook her head. "I feared
+it, Maximilian," said she; "it is the counsel of a madman,
+and I should be more mad than you, did I not stop you at
+once with the word `Impossible, impossible!'"
+
+"You will then submit to what fate decrees for you without
+even attempting to contend with it?" said Morrel
+sorrowfully. "Yes, -- if I die!"
+
+"Well, Valentine," resumed Maximilian, "I can only say again
+that you are right. Truly, it is I who am mad, and you prove
+to me that passion blinds the most well-meaning. I
+appreciate your calm reasoning. It is then understood that
+to-morrow you will be irrevocably promised to M. Franz
+d'Epinay, not only by that theatrical formality invented to
+heighten the effect of a comedy called the signature of the
+contract, but your own will?"
+
+"Again you drive me to despair, Maximilian," said Valentine,
+"again you plunge the dagger into the wound! What would you
+do, tell me, if your sister listened to such a proposition?"
+
+"Mademoiselle," replied Morrel with a bitter smile, "I am
+selfish -- you have already said so -- and as a selfish man
+I think not of what others would do in my situation, but of
+what I intend doing myself. I think only that I have known
+you not a whole year. From the day I first saw you, all my
+hopes of happiness have been in securing your affection. One
+day you acknowledged that you loved me, and since that day
+my hope of future happiness has rested on obtaining you, for
+to gain you would be life to me. Now, I think no more; I say
+only that fortune has turned against me -- I had thought to
+gain heaven, and now I have lost it. It is an every-day
+occurrence for a gambler to lose not only what he possesses
+but also what he has not." Morrel pronounced these words
+with perfect calmness; Valentine looked at him a moment with
+her large, scrutinizing eyes, endeavoring not to let Morrel
+discover the grief which struggled in her heart. "But, in a
+word, what are you going to do?" asked she.
+
+"I am going to have the honor of taking my leave of you,
+mademoiselle, solemnly assuring you that I wish your life
+may be so calm, so happy, and so fully occupied, that there
+may be no place for me even in your memory."
+
+"Oh!" murmured Valentine.
+
+"Adieu, Valentine, adieu!" said Morrel, bowing.
+
+"Where are you going?" cried the young girl, extending her
+hand through the opening, and seizing Maximilian by his
+coat, for she understood from her own agitated feelings that
+her lover's calmness could not be real; "where are you
+going?"
+
+"I am going, that I may not bring fresh trouble into your
+family: and to set an example which every honest and devoted
+man, situated as I am, may follow."
+
+"Before you leave me, tell me what you are going to do,
+Maximilian." The young man smiled sorrowfully. "Speak,
+speak!" said Valentine; "I entreat you."
+
+"Has your resolution changed, Valentine?"
+
+"It cannot change, unhappy man; you know it must not!" cried
+the young girl. "Then adieu, Valentine!" Valentine shook the
+gate with a strength of which she could not have been
+supposed to be possessed, as Morrel was going away, and
+passing both her hands through the opening, she clasped and
+wrung them. "I must know what you mean to do!" said she.
+"Where are you going?"
+
+"Oh, fear not," said Maximilian, stopping at a short
+distance, "I do not intend to render another man responsible
+for the rigorous fate reserved for me. Another might
+threaten to seek M. Franz, to provoke him, and to fight with
+him; all that would be folly. What has M. Franz to do with
+it? He saw me this morning for the first time, and has
+already forgotten he has seen me. He did not even know I
+existed when it was arranged by your two families that you
+should be united. I have no enmity against M. Franz, and
+promise you the punishment shall not fall on him."
+
+"On whom, then! -- on me?"
+
+"On you? Valentine! Oh, heaven forbid! Woman is sacred; the
+woman one loves is holy."
+
+"On yourself, then, unhappy man; on yourself?"
+
+"I am the only guilty person, am I not?' said Maximilian.
+
+"Maximilian!" said Valentine, "Maximilian, come back, I
+entreat you!" He drew near with his sweet smile, and but for
+his paleness one might have thought him in his usual happy
+mood. "Listen, my dear, my adored Valentine," said he in his
+melodious and grave tone; "those who, like us, have never
+had a thought for which we need blush before the world, such
+may read each other's hearts. I never was romantic, and am
+no melancholy hero. I imitate neither Manfred nor Anthony;
+but without words, protestations, or vows, my life has
+entwined itself with yours; you leave me, and you are right
+in doing so, -- I repeat it, you are right; but in losing
+you, I lose my life.
+
+"The moment you leave me, Valentine, I am alone in the
+world. My sister is happily married; her husband is only my
+brother-in-law, that is, a man whom the ties of social life
+alone attach to me; no one then longer needs my useless
+life. This is what I shall do; I will wait until the very
+moment you are married, for I will not lose the shadow of
+one of those unexpected chances which are sometimes reserved
+for us, since M. Franz may, after all, die before that time,
+a thunderbolt may fall even on the altar as you approach it,
+-- nothing appears impossible to one condemned to die, and
+miracles appear quite reasonable when his escape from death
+is concerned. I will, then, wait until the last moment, and
+when my misery is certain, irremediable, hopeless, I will
+write a confidential letter to my brother-in-law, another to
+the prefect of police, to acquaint them with my intention,
+and at the corner of some wood, on the brink of some abyss,
+on the bank of some river, I will put an end to my
+existence, as certainly as I am the son of the most honest
+man who ever lived in France."
+
+Valentine trembled convulsively; she loosened her hold of
+the gate, her arms fell by her side, and two large tears
+rolled down her cheeks. The young man stood before her,
+sorrowful and resolute. "Oh, for pity's sake," said she,
+"you will live, will you not?"
+
+"No, on my honor," said Maximilian; "but that will not
+affect you. You have done your duty, and your conscience
+will be at rest." Valentine fell on her knees, and pressed
+her almost bursting heart. "Maximilian," said she,
+"Maximilian, my friend, my brother on earth, my true husband
+in heaven, I entreat you, do as I do, live in suffering;
+perhaps we may one day be united."
+
+"Adieu, Valentine," repeated Morrel.
+
+"My God," said Valentine, raising both her hands to heaven
+with a sublime expression, "I have done my utmost to remain
+a submissive daughter; I have begged, entreated, implored;
+he has regarded neither my prayers, my entreaties, nor my
+tears. It is done," cried she, willing away her tears, and
+resuming her firmness, "I am resolved not to die of remorse,
+but rather of shame. Live, Maximilian, and I will be yours.
+Say when shall it be? Speak, command, I will obey." Morrel,
+who had already gone some few steps away, again returned,
+and pale with joy extended both hands towards Valentine
+through the opening. "Valentine," said he, "dear Valentine,
+you must not speak thus -- rather let me die. Why should I
+obtain you by violence, if our love is mutual? Is it from
+mere humanity you bid me live? I would then rather die."
+
+"Truly," murmured Valentine, "who on this earth cares for
+me, if he does not? Who has consoled me in my sorrow but he?
+On whom do my hopes rest? On whom does my bleeding heart
+repose? On him, on him, always on him! Yes, you are right,
+Maximilian, I will follow you. I will leave the paternal
+home, I will give up all. Oh, ungrateful girl that I am,"
+cried Valentine, sobbing, "I will give up all, even my dear
+old grandfather, whom I had nearly forgotten."
+
+"No," said Maximilian, "you shall not leave him. M. Noirtier
+has evinced, you say, a kind feeling towards me. Well,
+before you leave, tell him all; his consent would be your
+justification in God's sight. As soon as we are married, he
+shall come and live with us, instead of one child, he shall
+have two. You have told me how you talk to him and how he
+answers you; I shall very soon learn that language by signs,
+Valentine, and I promise you solemnly, that instead of
+despair, it is happiness that awaits us."
+
+"Oh, see, Maximilian, see the power you have over me, you
+almost make me believe you; and yet, what you tell me is
+madness, for my father will curse me -- he is inflexible --
+he will never pardon me. Now listen to me, Maximilian; if by
+artifice, by entreaty, by accident -- in short, if by any
+means I can delay this marriage, will you wait?"
+
+"Yes, I promise you, as faithfully as you have promised me
+that this horrible marriage shall not take place, and that
+if you are dragged before a magistrate or a priest, you will
+refuse."
+
+"I promise you by all that is most sacred to me in the
+world, namely, by my mother."
+
+"We will wait, then," said Morrel.
+
+"Yes, we will wait," replied Valentine, who revived at these
+words; "there are so many things which may save unhappy
+beings such as we are."
+
+"I rely on you, Valentine," said Morrel; "all you do will be
+well done; only if they disregard your prayers, if your
+father and Madame de Saint-Meran insist that M. d'Epinay
+should be called to-morrow to sign the contract" --
+
+"Then you have my promise, Maximilian."
+
+"Instead of signing" --
+
+"I will go to you, and we will fly; but from this moment
+until then, let us not tempt providence, let us not see each
+other. It is a miracle, it is a providence that we have not
+been discovered. If we were surprised, if it were known that
+we met thus, we should have no further resource."
+
+"You are right, Valentine; but how shall I ascertain?"
+
+"From the notary, M. Deschamps."
+
+"I know him."
+
+"And for myself -- I will write to you, depend on me. I
+dread this marriage, Maximilian, as much as you."
+
+"Thank you, my adored Valentine, thank you; that is enough.
+When once I know the hour, I will hasten to this spot, you
+can easily get over this fence with my assistance, a
+carriage will await us at the gate, in which you will
+accompany me to my sister's; there living, retired or
+mingling in society, as you wish, we shall be enabled to use
+our power to resist oppression, and not suffer ourselves to
+be put to death like sheep, which only defend themselves by
+sighs."
+
+"Yes," said Valentine, "I will now acknowledge you are
+right, Maximilian; and now are you satisfied with your
+betrothal?" said the young girl sorrowfully.
+
+"My adored Valentine, words cannot express one half of my
+satisfaction." Valentine had approached, or rather, had
+placed her lips so near the fence, that they nearly touched
+those of Morrel, which were pressed against the other side
+of the cold and inexorable barrier. "Adieu, then, till we
+meet again," said Valentine, tearing herself away. "I shall
+hear from you?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Thanks, thanks, dear love, adieu!" The sound of a kiss was
+heard, and Valentine fled through the avenue. Morrel
+listened to catch the last sound of her dress brushing the
+branches, and of her footstep on the gravel, then raised his
+eyes with an ineffable smile of thankfulness to heaven for
+being permitted to be thus loved, and then also disappeared.
+The young man returned home and waited all the evening and
+all the next day without getting any message. It was only on
+the following day, at about ten o'clock in the morning, as
+he was starting to call on M. Deschamps, the notary, that he
+received from the postman a small billet, which he knew to
+be from Valentine, although he had not before seen her
+writing. It was to this effect: --
+
+Tears, entreaties, prayers, have availed me nothing.
+Yesterday, for two hours, I was at the church of
+Saint-Phillippe du Roule, and for two hours I prayed most
+fervently. Heaven is as inflexible as man, and the signature
+of the contract is fixed for this evening at nine o'clock. I
+have but one promise and but one heart to give; that promise
+is pledged to you, that heart is also yours. This evening,
+then, at a quarter to nine at the gate.
+
+Your betrothed,
+
+Valentine de Villefort.
+
+P.S. -- My poor grandmother gets worse and worse; yesterday
+her fever amounted to delirium; to-day her delirium is
+almost madness. You will be very kind to me, will you not,
+Morrel, to make me forget my sorrow in leaving her thus? I
+think it is kept a secret from grandpapa Noirtier, that the
+contract is to be signed this evening.
+
+Morrel went also to the notary, who confirmed the news that
+the contract was to be signed that evening. Then he went to
+call on Monte Cristo and heard still more. Franz had been to
+announce the ceremony, and Madame de Villefort had also
+written to beg the count to excuse her not inviting him; the
+death of M. de Saint-Meran and the dangerous illness of his
+widow would cast a gloom over the meeting which she would
+regret should be shared by the count whom she wished every
+happiness. The day before Franz had been presented to Madame
+de Saint-Meran, who had left her bed to receive him, but had
+been obliged to return to it immediately after. It is easy
+to suppose that Morrel's agitation would not escape the
+count's penetrating eye. Monte Cristo was more affectionate
+than ever, -- indeed, his manner was so kind that several
+times Morrel was on the point of telling him all. But he
+recalled the promise he had made to Valentine, and kept his
+secret.
+
+The young man read Valentine's letter twenty times in the
+course of the day. It was her first, and on what an
+occasion! Each time he read it he renewed his vow to make
+her happy. How great is the power of a woman who has made so
+courageous a resolution! What devotion does she deserve from
+him for whom she has sacrificed everything! How ought she
+really to be supremely loved! She becomes at once a queen
+and a wife, and it is impossible to thank and love her
+sufficiently. Morrel longed intensely for the moment when he
+should hear Valentine say, "Here I am, Maximilian; come and
+help me." He had arranged everything for her escape; two
+ladders were hidden in the clover-field; a cabriolet was
+ordered for Maximilian alone, without a servant, without
+lights; at the turning of the first street they would light
+the lamps, as it would be foolish to attract the notice of
+the police by too many precautions. Occasionally he
+shuddered; he thought of the moment when, from the top of
+that wall, he should protect the descent of his dear
+Valentine, pressing in his arms for the first time her of
+whom he had yet only kissed the delicate hand.
+
+When the afternoon arrived and he felt that the hour was
+drawing near, he wished for solitude, his agitation was
+extreme; a simple question from a friend would have
+irritated him. He shut himself in his room, and tried to
+read, but his eye glanced over the page without
+understanding a word, and he threw away the book, and for
+the second time sat down to sketch his plan, the ladders and
+the fence. At length the hour drew near. Never did a man
+deeply in love allow the clocks to go on peacefully. Morrel
+tormented his so effectually that they struck eight at
+half-past six. He then said, "It is time to start; the
+signature was indeed fixed to take place at nine o'clock,
+but perhaps Valentine will not wait for that. Consequently,
+Morrel, having left the Rue Meslay at half-past eight by his
+timepiece, entered the clover-field while the clock of
+Saint-Phillippe du Roule was striking eight. The horse and
+cabriolet were concealed behind a small ruin, where Morrel
+had often waited.
+
+The night gradually drew on, and the foliage in the garden
+assumed a deeper hue. Then Morrel came out from his
+hiding-place with a beating heart, and looked through the
+small opening in the gate; there was yet no one to be seen.
+The clock struck half-past eight, and still another
+half-hour was passed in waiting, while Morrel walked to and
+fro, and gazed more and more frequently through the opening.
+The garden became darker still, but in the darkness he
+looked in vain for the white dress, and in the silence he
+vainly listened for the sound of footsteps. The house, which
+was discernible through the trees, remained in darkness, and
+gave no indication that so important an event as the
+signature of a marriage-contract was going on. Morrel looked
+at his watch, which wanted a quarter to ten; but soon the
+same clock he had already heard strike two or three times
+rectified the error by striking half-past nine.
+
+This was already half an hour past the time Valentine had
+fixed. It was a terrible moment for the young man. The
+slightest rustling of the foliage, the least whistling of
+the wind, attracted his attention, and drew the perspiration
+to his brow; then he tremblingly fixed his ladder, and, not
+to lose a moment, placed his foot on the first step. Amidst
+all these alternations of hope and fear, the clock struck
+ten. "It is impossible," said Maximilian, "that the signing
+of a contract should occupy so long a time without
+unexpected interruptions. I have weighed all the chances,
+calculated the time required for all the forms; something
+must have happened." And then he walked rapidly to and fro,
+and pressed his burning forehead against the fence. Had
+Valentine fainted? or had she been discovered and stopped in
+her flight? These were the only obstacles which appeared
+possible to the young man.
+
+The idea that her strength had failed her in attempting to
+escape, and that she had fainted in one of the paths, was
+the one that most impressed itself upon his mind. "In that
+case," said he, "I should lose her, and by my own fault." He
+dwelt on this idea for a moment, then it appeared reality.
+He even thought he could perceive something on the ground at
+a distance; he ventured to call, and it seemed to him that
+the wind wafted back an almost inarticulate sigh. At last
+the half-hour struck. It was impossible to wait longer, his
+temples throbbed violently, his eyes were growing dim; he
+passed one leg over the wall, and in a moment leaped down on
+the other side. He was on Villefort's premises -- had
+arrived there by scaling the wall. What might be the
+consequences? However, he had not ventured thus far to draw
+back. He followed a short distance close under the wall,
+then crossed a path, hid entered a clump of trees. In a
+moment he had passed through them, and could see the house
+distinctly. Then Morrel saw that he had been right in
+believing that the house was not illuminated. Instead of
+lights at every window, as is customary on days of ceremony,
+he saw only a gray mass, which was veiled also by a cloud,
+which at that moment obscured the moon's feeble light. A
+light moved rapidly from time to time past three windows of
+the second floor. These three windows were in Madame de
+Saint-Meran's room. Another remained motionless behind some
+red curtains which were in Madame de Villefort's bedroom.
+Morrel guessed all this. So many times, in order to follow
+Valentine in thought at every hour in the day, had he made
+her describe the whole house, that without having seen it he
+knew it all.
+
+This darkness and silence alarmed Morrel still more than
+Valentine's absence had done. Almost mad with grief, and
+determined to venture everything in order to see Valentine
+once more, and be certain of the misfortune he feared,
+Morrel gained the edge of the clump of trees, and was going
+to pass as quickly as possible through the flower-garden,
+when the sound of a voice, still at some distance, but which
+was borne upon the wind, reached him.
+
+At this sound, as he was already partially exposed to view,
+he stepped back and concealed himself completely, remaining
+perfectly motionless. He had formed his resolution. If it
+was Valentine alone, he would speak as she passed; if she
+was accompanied, and he could not speak, still he should see
+her, and know that she was safe; if they were strangers, he
+would listen to their conversation, and might understand
+something of this hitherto incomprehensible mystery. The
+moon had just then escaped from behind the cloud which had
+concealed it, and Morrel saw Villefort come out upon the
+steps, followed by a gentleman in black. They descended, and
+advanced towards the clump of trees, and Morrel soon
+recognized the other gentleman as Doctor d'Avrigny.
+
+The young man, seeing them approach, drew back mechanically,
+until he found himself stopped by a sycamore-tree in the
+centre of the clump; there he was compelled to remain. Soon
+the two gentlemen stopped also.
+
+"Ah, my dear doctor," said the procureur, "heaven declares
+itself against my house! What a dreadful death -- what a
+blow! Seek not to console me; alas, nothing can alleviate so
+great a sorrow -- the wound is too deep and too fresh! Dead,
+dead!" The cold sweat sprang to the young man's brow, and
+his teeth chattered. Who could be dead in that house, which
+Villefort himself had called accursed? "My dear M. de
+Villefort," replied the doctor, with a tone which redoubled
+the terror of the young man, "I have not led you here to
+console you; on the contrary" --
+
+"What can you mean?" asked the procureur, alarmed.
+
+"I mean that behind the misfortune which has just happened
+to you, there is another, perhaps, still greater."
+
+"Can it be possible?" murmured Villefort, clasping his
+hands. "What are you going to tell me?"
+
+"Are we quite alone, my friend?"
+
+"Yes, quite; but why all these precautions?"
+
+"Because I have a terrible secret to communicate to you,"
+said the doctor. "Let us sit down."
+
+Villefort fell, rather than seated himself The doctor stood
+before him, with one hand placed on his shoulder. Morrel,
+horrified, supported his head with one hand, and with the
+other pressed his heart, lest its beatings should be heard.
+"Dead, dead!" repeated he within himself; and he felt as if
+he were also dying.
+
+"Speak, doctor -- I am listening," said Villefort; "strike
+-- I am prepared for everything!"
+
+"Madame de Saint-Meran was, doubtless, advancing in years,
+but she enjoyed excellent health." Morrel began again to
+breathe freely, which he had not done during the last ten
+minutes.
+
+"Grief has consumed her," said Villefort -- "yes, grief,
+doctor! After living forty years with the marquis" --
+
+"It is not grief, my dear Villefort," said the doctor;
+"grief may kill, although it rarely does, and never in a
+day, never in an hour, never in ten minutes." Villefort
+answered nothing, he simply raised his head, which had been
+cast down before, and looked at the doctor with amazement.
+
+"Were you present during the last struggle?" asked M.
+d'Avrigny.
+
+"I was," replied the procureur; "you begged me not to
+leave."
+
+"Did you notice the symptoms of the disease to which Madame
+de Saint-Meran has fallen a victim?"
+
+"I did. Madame de Saint-Meran had three successive attacks,
+at intervals of some minutes, each one more serious than the
+former. When you arrived, Madame de Saint-Meran had already
+been panting for breath some minutes; she then had a fit,
+which I took to be simply a nervous attack, and it was only
+when I saw her raise herself in the bed, and her limbs and
+neck appear stiffened, that I became really alarmed. Then I
+understood from your countenance there was more to fear than
+I had thought. This crisis past, I endeavored to catch your
+eye, but could not. You held her hand -- you were feeling
+her pulse -- and the second fit came on before you had
+turned towards me. This was more terrible than the first;
+the same nervous movements were repeated, and the mouth
+contracted and turned purple."
+
+"And at the third she expired."
+
+"At the end of the first attack I discovered symptoms of
+tetanus; you confirmed my opinion."
+
+"Yes, before others," replied the doctor; "but now we are
+alone" --
+
+"What are you going to say? Oh, spare me!"
+
+"That the symptoms of tetanus and poisoning by vegetable
+substances are the same." M. de Villefort started from his
+seat, then in a moment fell down again, silent and
+motionless. Morrel knew not if he were dreaming or awake.
+"Listen, said the doctor; "I know the full importance of the
+statement I have just made, and the disposition of the man
+to whom I have made it."
+
+"Do you speak to me as a magistrate or as a friend?" asked
+Villefort.
+
+"As a friend, and only as a friend, at this moment. The
+similarity in the symptoms of tetanus and poisoning by
+vegetable substances is so great, that were I obliged to
+affirm by oath what I have now stated, I should hesitate; I
+therefore repeat to you, I speak not to a magistrate, but to
+a friend. And to that friend I say. `During the
+three-quarters of an hour that the struggle continued, I
+watched the convulsions and the death of Madame de
+Saint-Meran, and am thoroughly convinced that not only did
+her death proceed from poison, but I could also specify the
+poison.'"
+
+"Can it be possible?"
+
+"The symptoms are marked, do you see? -- sleep broken by
+nervous spasms, excitation of the brain, torpor of the nerve
+centres. Madame de Saint-Meran succumbed to a powerful dose
+of brucine or of strychnine, which by some mistake, perhaps,
+has been given to her." Villefort seized the doctor's hand.
+"Oh, it is impossible," said he, "I must be dreaming! It is
+frightful to hear such things from such a man as you! Tell
+me, I entreat you, my dear doctor, that you may be
+deceived."
+
+"Doubtless I may, but" --
+
+"But?"
+
+"But I do not think so."
+
+"Have pity on me doctor! So many dreadful things have
+happened to me lately that I am on the verge of madness."
+
+"Has any one besides me seen Madame de Saint-Meran?"
+
+"No."
+
+"Has anything been sent for from a chemist's that I have not
+examined?"
+
+"Nothing."
+
+"Had Madame de Saint-Meran any enemies?"
+
+"Not to my knowledge."
+
+"Would her death affect any one's interest?"
+
+"It could not indeed, my daughter is her only heiress --
+Valentine alone. Oh, if such a thought could present itself,
+I would stab myself to punish my heart for having for one
+instant harbored it."
+
+"Indeed, my dear friend," said M. d'Avrigny, "I would not
+accuse any one; I speak only of an accident, you understand,
+-- of a mistake, -- but whether accident or mistake, the
+fact is there; it is on my conscience and compels me to
+speak aloud to you. Make inquiry."
+
+"Of whom? -- how? -- of what?"
+
+"May not Barrois, the old servant, have made a mistake, and
+have given Madame de Saint-Meran a dose prepared for his
+master?"
+
+"For my father?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"But how could a dose prepared for M. Noirtier poison Madame
+de Saint-Meran?"
+
+"Nothing is more simple. You know poisons become remedies in
+certain diseases, of which paralysis is one. For instance,
+having tried every other remedy to restore movement and
+speech to M. Noirtier, I resolved to try one last means, and
+for three months I have been giving him brucine; so that in
+the last dose I ordered for him there were six grains. This
+quantity, which is perfectly safe to administer to the
+paralyzed frame of M. Noirtier, which has become gradually
+accustomed to it, would be sufficient to kill another
+person."
+
+"My dear doctor, there is no communication between M.
+Noirtier's apartment and that of Madame de Saint-Meran, and
+Barrois never entered my mother-in-law's room. In short,
+doctor although I know you to be the most conscientious man
+in the world, and although I place the utmost reliance in
+you, I want, notwithstanding my conviction, to believe this
+axiom, errare humanum est."
+
+"Is there one of my brethren in whom you have equal
+confidence with myself?"
+
+"Why do you ask me that? -- what do you wish?"
+
+"Send for him; I will tell him what I have seen, and we will
+consult together, and examine the body."
+
+"And you will find traces of poison?"
+
+"No, I did not say of poison, but we can prove what was the
+state of the body; we shall discover the cause of her sudden
+death, and we shall say, `Dear Villefort, if this thing has
+been caused by negligence, watch over your servants; if from
+hatred, watch your enemies.'"
+
+"What do you propose to me, d'Avrigny?" said Villefort in
+despair; "so soon as another is admitted into our secret, an
+inquest will become necessary; and an inquest in my house --
+impossible! Still," continued the procureur, looking at the
+doctor with uneasiness, "if you wish it -- if you demand it,
+why then it shall be done. But, doctor, you see me already
+so grieved -- how can I introduce into my house so much
+scandal, after so much sorrow? My wife and my daughter would
+die of it! And I, doctor -- you know a man does not arrive
+at the post I occupy -- one has not been king's attorney
+twenty-five years without having amassed a tolerable number
+of enemies; mine are numerous. Let this affair be talked of,
+it will be a triumph for them, which will make them rejoice,
+and cover me with shame. Pardon me, doctor, these worldly
+ideas; were you a priest I should not dare tell you that,
+but you are a man, and you know mankind. Doctor, pray recall
+your words; you have said nothing, have you?"
+
+"My dear M. de Villefort," replied the doctor, "my first
+duty is to humanity. I would have saved Madame de
+Saint-Meran, if science could have done it; but she is dead
+and my duty regards the living. Let us bury this terrible
+secret in the deepest recesses of our hearts; I am willing,
+if any one should suspect this, that my silence on the
+subject should be imputed to my ignorance. Meanwhile, sir,
+watch always -- watch carefully, for perhaps the evil may
+not stop here. And when you have found the culprit, if you
+find him, I will say to you, `You are a magistrate, do as
+you will!'"
+
+"I thank you, doctor," said Villefort with indescribable
+joy; "I never had a better friend than you." And, as if he
+feared Doctor d'Avrigny would recall his promise, he hurried
+him towards the house.
+
+When they were gone, Morrel ventured out from under the
+trees, and the moon shone upon his face, which was so pale
+it might have been taken for that of a ghost. "I am
+manifestly protected in a most wonderful, but most terrible
+manner," said he; "but Valentine, poor girl, how will she
+bear so much sorrow?"
+
+As he thought thus, he looked alternately at the window with
+red curtains and the three windows with white curtains. The
+light had almost disappeared from the former; doubtless
+Madame de Villefort had just put out her lamp, and the
+nightlamp alone reflected its dull light on the window. At
+the extremity of the building, on the contrary, he saw one
+of the three windows open. A wax-light placed on the
+mantle-piece threw some of its pale rays without, and a
+shadow was seen for one moment on the balcony. Morrel
+shuddered; he thought he heard a sob.
+
+It cannot be wondered at that his mind, generally so
+courageous, but now disturbed by the two strongest human
+passions, love and fear, was weakened even to the indulgence
+of superstitious thoughts. Although it was impossible that
+Valentine should see him, hidden as he was, he thought he
+heard the shadow at the window call him; his disturbed mind
+told him so. This double error became an irresistible
+reality, and by one of the incomprehensible transports of
+youth, he bounded from his hiding-place, and with two
+strides, at the risk of being seen, at the risk of alarming
+Valentine, at the risk of being discovered by some
+exclamation which might escape the young girl, he crossed
+the flower-garden, which by the light of the moon resembled
+a large white lake, and having passed the rows of
+orange-trees which extended in front of the house, he
+reached the step, ran quickly up and pushed the door, which
+opened without offering any resistance. Valentine had not
+seen him. Her eyes, raised towards heaven, were watching a
+silvery cloud gliding over the azure, its form that of a
+shadow mounting towards heaven. Her poetic and excited mind
+pictured it as the soul of her grandmother.
+
+Meanwhile, Morrel had traversed the anteroom and found the
+staircase, which, being carpeted, prevented his approach
+being heard, and he had regained that degree of confidence
+that the presence of M. de Villefort even would not have
+alarmed him. He was quite prepared for any such encounter.
+He would at once approach Valentine's father and acknowledge
+all, begging Villefort to pardon and sanction the love which
+united two fond and loving hearts. Morrel was mad. Happily
+he did not meet any one. Now, especially, did he find the
+description Valentine had given of the interior of the house
+useful to him; he arrived safely at the top of the
+staircase, and while he was feeling his way, a sob indicated
+the direction he was to take. He turned back, a door partly
+open enabled him to see his road, and to hear the voice of
+one in sorrow. He pushed the door open and entered. At the
+other end of the room, under a white sheet which covered it,
+lay the corpse, still more alarming to Morrel since the
+account he had so unexpectedly overheard. By its side, on
+her knees, and with her head buried in the cushion of an
+easy-chair, was Valentine, trembling and sobbing, her hands
+extended above her head, clasped and stiff. She had turned
+from the window, which remained open, and was praying in
+accents that would have affected the most unfeeling; her
+words were rapid, incoherent, unintelligible, for the
+burning weight of grief almost stopped her utterance. The
+moon shining through the open blinds made the lamp appear to
+burn paler, and cast a sepulchral hue over the whole scene.
+Morrel could not resist this; he was not exemplary for
+piety, he was not easily impressed, but Valentine suffering,
+weeping, wringing her hands before him, was more than he
+could bear in silence. He sighed, and whispered a name, and
+the head bathed in tears and pressed on the velvet cushion
+of the chair -- a head like that of a Magdalen by Correggio
+-- was raised and turned towards him. Valentine perceived
+him without betraying the least surprise. A heart
+overwhelmed with one great grief is insensible to minor
+emotions. Morrel held out his hand to her. Valentine, as her
+only apology for not having met him, pointed to the corpse
+under the sheet, and began to sob again. Neither dared for
+some time to speak in that room. They hesitated to break the
+silence which death seemed to impose; at length Valentine
+ventured.
+
+"My friend," said she, "how came you here? Alas, I would say
+you are welcome, had not death opened the way for you into
+this house."
+
+"Valentine," said Morrel with a trembling voice, "I had
+waited since half-past eight, and did not see you come; I
+became uneasy, leaped the wall, found my way through the
+garden, when voices conversing about the fatal event" --
+
+"What voices ?" asked Valentine. Morrel shuddered as he
+thought of the conversation of the doctor and M. de
+Villefort, and he thought he could see through the sheet the
+extended hands, the stiff neck, and the purple lips.
+
+"Your servants," said he, "who were repeating the whole of
+the sorrowful story; from them I learned it all."
+
+"But it was risking the failure of our plan to come up here,
+love."
+
+"Forgive me," replied Morrel; "I will go away."
+
+"No," said Valentine, "you might meet some one; stay."
+
+"But if any one should come here" --
+
+The young girl shook her head. "No one will come," said she;
+"do not fear, there is our safeguard," pointing to the bed.
+
+"But what has become of M. d'Epinay?" replied Morrel.
+
+"M. Franz arrived to sign the contract just as my dear
+grandmother was dying."
+
+"Alas," said Morrel with a feeling of selfish joy; for he
+thought this death would cause the wedding to be postponed
+indefinitely. "But what redoubles my sorrow," continued the
+young girl, as if this feeling was to receive its immediate
+punishment, "is that the poor old lady, on her death-bed,
+requested that the marriage might take place as soon as
+possible; she also, thinking to protect me, was acting
+against me."
+
+"Hark!" said Morrel. They both listened; steps were
+distinctly heard in the corridor and on the stairs.
+
+"It is my father, who has just left his study."
+
+"To accompany the doctor to the door," added Morrel.
+
+"How do you know it is the doctor?" asked Valentine,
+astonished.
+
+"I imagined it must be," said Morrel. Valentine looked at
+the young man; they heard the street door close, then M. de
+Villefort locked the garden door, and returned up-stairs. He
+stopped a moment in the anteroom, as if hesitating whether
+to turn to his own apartment or into Madame de
+Saint-Meran's; Morrel concealed himself behind a door;
+Valentine remained motionless, grief seeming to deprive her
+of all fear. M. de Villefort passed on to his own room.
+"Now," said Valentine, "you can neither go out by the front
+door nor by the garden." Morrel looked at her with
+astonishment. "There is but one way left you that is safe,"
+said she; "it is through my grandfather's room." She rose,
+"Come," she added. -- "Where?" asked Maximilian.
+
+"To my grandfather's room."
+
+"I in M. Noirtier's apartment?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Can you mean it, Valentine?"
+
+"I have long wished it; he is my only remaining friend and
+we both need his help, -- come."
+
+"Be careful, Valentine," said Morrel, hesitating to comply
+with the young girl's wishes; "I now see my error -- I acted
+like a madman in coming in here. Are you sure you are more
+reasonable?"
+
+"Yes," said Valentine; "and I have but one scruple, -- that
+of leaving my dear grandmother's remains, which I had
+undertaken to watch."
+
+"Valentine," said Morrel, "death is in itself sacred."
+
+"Yes," said Valentine; "besides, it will not be for long."
+She then crossed the corridor, and led the way down a narrow
+staircase to M. Noirtier's room; Morrel followed her on
+tiptoe; at the door they found the old servant. "Barrois,"
+said Valentine, "shut the door, and let no one come in." She
+passed first. Noirtier, seated in his chair, and listening
+to every sound, was watching the door; he saw Valentine, and
+his eye brightened. There was something grave and solemn in
+the approach of the young girl which struck the old man, and
+immediately his bright eye began to interrogate. "Dear
+grandfather." said she hurriedly, "you know poor grandmamma
+died an hour since, and now I have no friend in the world
+but you." His expressive eyes evinced the greatest
+tenderness. "To you alone, then, may I confide my sorrows
+and my hopes?" The paralytic motioned "Yes." Valentine took
+Maximilian's hand. "Look attentively, then, at this
+gentleman." The old man fixed his scrutinizing gaze with
+slight astonishment on Morrel. "It is M. Maximilian Morrel,"
+said she; "the son of that good merchant of Marseilles, whom
+you doubtless recollect."
+
+"Yes," said the old man. "He brings an irreproachable name,
+which Maximilian is likely to render glorious, since at
+thirty years of age he is a captain, an officer of the
+Legion of Honor." The old man signified that he recollected
+him. "Well, grandpapa," said Valentine, kneeling before him,
+and pointing to Maximilian, "I love him, and will be only
+his; were I compelled to marry another, I would destroy
+myself."
+
+The eyes of the paralytic expressed a multitude of
+tumultuous thoughts. "You like M. Maximilian Morrel, do you
+not, grandpapa?" asked Valentine.
+
+"Yes."
+
+"And you will protect us, who are your children, against the
+will of my father?" -- Noirtier cast an intelligent glance
+at Morrel, as if to say, "perhaps I may." Maximilian
+understood him.
+
+"Mademoiselle," said he, "you have a sacred duty to fulfil
+in your deceased grandmother's room, will you allow me the
+honor of a few minutes' conversation with M. Noirtier?"
+
+"That is it," said the old man's eye. Then he looked
+anxiously at Valentine.
+
+"Do you fear he will not understand?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Oh, we have so often spoken of you, that he knows exactly
+how I talk to you." Then turning to Maximilian, with an
+adorable smile; although shaded by sorrow, -- "He knows
+everything I know," said she.
+
+Valentine arose, placed a chair for Morrel, requested
+Barrois not to admit any one, and having tenderly embraced
+her grandfather, and sorrowfully taken leave of Morrel, she
+went away. To prove to Noirtier that he was in Valentine's
+confidence and knew all their secrets, Morrel took the
+dictionary, a pen, and some paper, and placed them all on a
+table where there was a light.
+
+"But first," said Morrel, "allow me, sir, to tell you who I
+am, how much I love Mademoiselle Valentine, and what are my
+designs respecting her." Noirtier made a sign that he would
+listen.
+
+It was an imposing sight to witness this old man, apparently
+a mere useless burden, becoming the sole protector, support,
+and adviser of the lovers who were both young, beautiful,
+and strong. His remarkably noble and austere expression
+struck Morrel, who began his story with trembling. He
+related the manner in which he had become acquainted with
+Valentine, and how he had loved her, and that Valentine, in
+her solitude and her misfortune, had accepted the offer of
+his devotion. He told him his birth, his position, his
+fortune, and more than once, when he consulted the look of
+the paralytic, that look answered, "That is good, proceed."
+
+"And now," said Morrel, when he had finished the first part
+of his recital, "now I have told you of my love and my
+hopes, may I inform you of my intentions?"
+
+"Yes," signified the old man.
+
+"This was our resolution; a cabriolet was in waiting at the
+gate, in which I intended to carry off Valentine to my
+sister's house, to marry her, and to wait respectfully M. de
+Villefort's pardon."
+
+"No," said Noirtier.
+
+"We must not do so?"
+
+"No."
+
+"You do not sanction our project?"
+
+"No."
+
+"There is another way," said Morrel. The old man's
+interrogative eye said, "What?"
+
+"I will go," continued Maximilian, "I will seek M. Franz
+d'Epinay -- I am happy to be able to mention this in
+Mademoiselle de Villefort's absence -- and will conduct
+myself toward him so as to compel him to challenge me."
+Noirtier's look continued to interrogate. "You wish to know
+what I will do?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"I will find him, as I told you. I will tell him the ties
+which bind me to Mademoiselle Valentine; if he be a sensible
+man, he will prove it by renouncing of his own accord the
+hand of his betrothed, and will secure my friendship, and
+love until death; if he refuse, either through interest or
+ridiculous pride, after I have proved to him that he would
+be forcing my wife from me, that Valentine loves me, and
+will have no other, I will fight with him, give him every
+advantage, and I shall kill him, or he will kill me; if I am
+victorious, he will not marry Valentine, and if I die, I am
+very sure Valentine will not marry him." Noirtier watched,
+with indescribable pleasure, this noble and sincere
+countenance, on which every sentiment his tongue uttered was
+depicted, adding by the expression of his fine features all
+that coloring adds to a sound and faithful drawing. Still,
+when Morrel had finished, he shut his eyes several times,
+which was his manner of saying "No."
+
+"No?" said Morrel; "you disapprove of this second project,
+as you did of the first?"
+
+"I do," signified the old man.
+
+"But what then must be done?" asked Morrel. "Madame de
+Saint-Meran's last request was, that the marriage might not
+be delayed; must I let things take their course?" Noirtier
+did not move. "I understand," said Morrel; "I am to wait."
+
+"Yes."
+
+"But delay may ruin our plan, sir," replied the young man.
+"Alone, Valentine has no power; she will be compelled to
+submit. I am here almost miraculously, and can scarcely hope
+for so good an opportunity to occur again. Believe me, there
+are only the two plans I have proposed to you; forgive my
+vanity, and tell me which you prefer. Do you authorize
+Mademoiselle Valentine to intrust herself to my honor?"
+
+"No."
+
+"Do you prefer I should seek M. d'Epinay?"
+
+"No."
+
+"Whence then will come the help we need -- from chance?"
+resumed Morrel.
+
+"No."
+
+"From you?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"You thoroughly understand me, sir? Pardon my eagerness, for
+my life depends on your answer. Will our help come from
+you?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"You are sure of it?"
+
+"Yes." There was so much firmness in the look which gave
+this answer, no one could, at any rate, doubt his will, if
+they did his power. "Oh, thank you a thousand times! But
+how, unless a miracle should restore your speech, your
+gesture, your movement, how can you, chained to that
+arm-chair, dumb and motionless, oppose this marriage?" A
+smile lit up the old man's face, a strange smile of the eyes
+in a paralyzed face. "Then I must wait?" asked the young
+man.
+
+"Yes."
+
+"But the contract?" The same smile returned. "Will you
+assure me it shall not be signed?"
+
+"Yes," said Noirtier.
+
+"The contract shall not be signed!" cried Morrel. "Oh,
+pardon me, sir; I can scarcely realize so great a happiness.
+Will they not sign it?"
+
+"No," said the paralytic. Notwithstanding that assurance,
+Morrel still hesitated. This promise of an impotent old man
+was so strange that, instead of being the result of the
+power of his will, it might emanate from enfeebled organs.
+Is it not natural that the madman, ignorant of his folly,
+should attempt things beyond his power? The weak man talks
+of burdens he can raise, the timid of giants he can
+confront, the poor of treasures he spends, the most humble
+peasant, in the height of his pride, calls himself Jupiter.
+Whether Noirtier understood the young man's indecision, or
+whether he had not full confidence in his docility, he
+looked uneasily at him. "What do you wish, sir?" asked
+Morrel; "that I should renew my promise of remaining
+tranquil?" Noirtier's eye remained fixed and firm, as if to
+imply that a promise did not suffice; then it passed from
+his face to his hands.
+
+"Shall I swear to you, sir?" asked Maximilian.
+
+"Yes?" said the paralytic with the same solemnity. Morrel
+understood that the old man attached great importance to an
+oath. He extended his hand.
+
+"I swear to you, on my honor," said he, "to await your
+decision respecting the course I am to pursue with M.
+d'Epinay."
+
+"That is right," said the old man.
+
+"Now," said Morrel, "do you wish me to retire?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Without seeing Mademoiselle Valentine?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+Morrel made a sign that he was ready to obey. "But," said
+he, "first allow me to embrace you as your daughter did just
+now." Noirtier's expression could not be understood. The
+young man pressed his lips on the same spot, on the old
+man's forehead, where Valentine's had been. Then he bowed a
+second time and retired. He found outside the door the old
+servant, to whom Valentine had given directions. Morrel was
+conducted along a dark passage, which led to a little door
+opening on the garden, soon found the spot where he had
+entered, with the assistance of the shrubs gained the top of
+the wall, and by his ladder was in an instant in the
+clover-field where his cabriolet was still waiting for him.
+He got in it, and thoroughly wearied by so many emotions,
+arrived about midnight in the Rue Meslay, threw himself on
+his bed and slept soundly.
+
+
+
+Chapter 74
+The Villefort Family Vault.
+
+Two days after, a considerable crowd was assembled, towards
+ten o'clock in the morning, around the door of M. de
+Villefort's house, and a long file of mourning-coaches and
+private carriages extended along the Faubourg Saint-Honore
+and the Rue de la Pepiniere. Among them was one of a very
+singular form, which appeared to have come from a distance.
+It was a kind of covered wagon, painted black, and was one
+of the first to arrive. Inquiry was made, and it was
+ascertained that, by a strange coincidence, this carriage
+contained the corpse of the Marquis de Saint-Meran, and that
+those who had come thinking to attend one funeral would
+follow two. Their number was great. The Marquis de
+Saint-Meran, one of the most zealous and faithful
+dignitaries of Louis XVIII. and King Charles X., had
+preserved a great number of friends, and these, added to the
+personages whom the usages of society gave Villefort a claim
+on, formed a considerable body.
+
+Due information was given to the authorities, and permission
+obtained that the two funerals should take place at the same
+time. A second hearse, decked with the same funereal pomp,
+was brought to M. de Villefort's door, and the coffin
+removed into it from the post-wagon. The two bodies were to
+be interred in the cemetery of Pere-la-Chaise, where M. de
+Villefort had long since had a tomb prepared for the
+reception of his family. The remains of poor Renee were
+already deposited there, and now, after ten years of
+separation, her father and mother were to be reunited with
+her. The Parisians, always curious, always affected by
+funereal display, looked on with religious silence while the
+splendid procession accompanied to their last abode two of
+the number of the old aristocracy -- the greatest protectors
+of commerce and sincere devotees to their principles. In one
+of the mourning-coaches Beauchamp, Debray, and
+Chateau-Renaud were talking of the very sudden death of the
+marchioness. "I saw Madame de Saint-Meran only last year at
+Marseilles, when I was coming back from Algiers," said
+Chateau-Renaud; "she looked like a woman destined to live to
+be a hundred years old, from her apparent sound health and
+great activity of mind and body. How old was she?"
+
+"Franz assured me," replied Albert, "that she was sixty-six
+years old. But she has not died of old age, but of grief; it
+appears that since the death of the marquis, which affected
+her very deeply, she has not completely recovered her
+reason."
+
+"But of what disease, then, did she die?" asked Debray.
+
+"It is said to have been a congestion of the brain, or
+apoplexy, which is the same thing, is it not?"
+
+"Nearly."
+
+"It is difficult to believe that it was apoplexy," said
+Beauchamp. "Madame de Saint-Meran, whom I once saw, was
+short, of slender form, and of a much more nervous than
+sanguine temperament; grief could hardly produce apoplexy in
+such a constitution as that of Madame de Saint-Meran."
+
+"At any rate," said Albert, "whatever disease or doctor may
+have killed her, M. de Villefort, or rather, Mademoiselle
+Valentine, -- or, still rather, our friend Franz, inherits a
+magnificent fortune, amounting, I believe, to 80,000 livres
+per annum."
+
+"And this fortune will be doubled at the death of the old
+Jacobin, Noirtier."
+
+"That is a tenacious old grandfather," said Beauchamp.
+"Tenacem propositi virum. I think he must have made an
+agreement with death to outlive all his heirs, and he
+appears likely to succeed. He resembles the old
+Conventionalist of '93, who said to Napoleon, in 1814, `You
+bend because your empire is a young stem, weakened by rapid
+growth. Take the Republic for a tutor; let us return with
+renewed strength to the battle-field, and I promise you
+500,000 soldiers, another Marengo, and a second Austerlitz.
+Ideas do not become extinct, sire; they slumber sometimes,
+but only revive the stronger before they sleep entirely.'
+Ideas and men appeared the same to him. One thing only
+puzzles me, namely, how Franz d'Epinay will like a
+grandfather who cannot be separated from his wife. But where
+is Franz?"
+
+"In the first carriage, with M. de Villefort, who considers
+him already as one of the family."
+
+Such was the conversation in almost all the carriages; these
+two sudden deaths, so quickly following each other,
+astonished every one, but no one suspected the terrible
+secret which M. d'Avrigny had communicated, in his nocturnal
+walk to M. de Villefort. They arrived in about an hour at
+the cemetery; the weather was mild, but dull, and in harmony
+with the funeral ceremony. Among the groups which flocked
+towards the family vault, Chateau-Renaud recognized Morrel,
+who had come alone in a cabriolet, and walked silently along
+the path bordered with yew-trees. "You here?" said
+Chateau-Renaud, passing his arms through the young
+captain's; "are you a friend of Villefort's? How is it that
+I have never met you at his house?"
+
+"I am no acquaintance of M. de Villefort's." answered
+Morrel, "but I was of Madame de Saint-Meran." Albert came up
+to them at this moment with Franz.
+
+"The time and place are but ill-suited for an introduction."
+said Albert; "but we are not superstitious. M. Morrel, allow
+me to present to you M. Franz d'Epinay, a delightful
+travelling companion, with whom I made the tour of Italy. My
+dear Franz, M. Maximilian Morrel, an excellent friend I have
+acquired in your absence, and whose name you will hear me
+mention every time I make any allusion to affection, wit, or
+amiability." Morrel hesitated for a moment; he feared it
+would be hypocritical to accost in a friendly manner the man
+whom he was tacitly opposing, but his oath and the gravity
+of the circumstances recurred to his memory; he struggled to
+conceal his emotion and bowed to Franz. "Mademoiselle de
+Villefort is in deep sorrow, is she not?" said Debray to
+Franz.
+
+"Extremely," replied he; "she looked so pale this morning, I
+scarcely knew her." These apparently simple words pierced
+Morrel to the heart. This man had seen Valentine, and spoken
+to her! The young and high-spirited officer required all his
+strength of mind to resist breaking his oath. He took the
+arm of Chateau-Renaud, and turned towards the vault, where
+the attendants had already placed the two coffins. "This is
+a magnificent habitation," said Beauchamp, looking towards
+the mausoleum; "a summer and winter palace. You will, in
+turn, enter it, my dear d'Epinay, for you will soon be
+numbered as one of the family. I, as a philosopher, should
+like a little country-house, a cottage down there under the
+trees, without so many free-stones over my poor body. In
+dying, I will say to those around me what Voltaire wrote to
+Piron: `Eo rus, and all will be over.' But come, Franz, take
+courage, your wife is an heiress."
+
+"Indeed, Beauchamp, you are unbearable. Politics has made
+you laugh at everything, and political men have made you
+disbelieve everything. But when you have the honor of
+associating with ordinary men, and the pleasure of leaving
+politics for a moment, try to find your affectionate heart,
+which you leave with your stick when you go to the Chamber."
+
+"But tell me," said Beauchamp, "what is life? Is it not a
+hall in Death's anteroom?"
+
+"I am prejudiced against Beauchamp," said Albert, drawing
+Franz away, and leaving the former to finish his
+philosophical dissertation with Debray. The Villefort vault
+formed a square of white stones, about twenty feet high; an
+interior partition separated the two families, and each
+apartment had its entrance door. Here were not, as in other
+tombs, ignoble drawers, one above another, where thrift
+bestows its dead and labels them like specimens in a museum;
+all that was visible within the bronze gates was a
+gloomy-looking room, separated by a wall from the vault
+itself. The two doors before mentioned were in the middle of
+this wall, and enclosed the Villefort and Saint-Meran
+coffins. There grief might freely expend itself without
+being disturbed by the trifling loungers who came from a
+picnic party to visit Pere-la-Chaise, or by lovers who make
+it their rendezvous.
+
+The two coffins were placed on trestles previously prepared
+for their reception in the right-hand crypt belonging to the
+Saint-Meran family. Villefort, Franz, and a few near
+relatives alone entered the sanctuary.
+
+As the religious ceremonies had all been performed at the
+door, and there was no address given, the party all
+separated; Chateau-Renaud, Albert, and Morrel, went one way,
+and Debray and Beauchamp the other. Franz remained with M.
+de Villefort; at the gate of the cemetery Morrel made an
+excuse to wait; he saw Franz and M. de Villefort get into
+the same mourning coach, and thought this meeting forboded
+evil. He then returned to Paris, and although in the same
+carriage with Chateau-Renaud and Albert, he did not hear one
+word of their conversation. As Franz was about to take leave
+of M. de Villefort, "When shall I see you again?" said the
+latter.
+
+"At what time you please, sir," replied Franz.
+
+"As soon as possible."
+
+"I am at your command, sir; shall we return together?"
+
+"If not unpleasant to you."
+
+"On the contrary, I shall feel much pleasure." Thus, the
+future father and son-in-law stepped into the same carriage,
+and Morrel, seeing them pass, became uneasy. Villefort and
+Franz returned to the Faubourg Saint-Honore. The procureur,
+without going to see either his wife or his daughter, went
+at once to his study, and, offering the young man a chair,
+-- "M. d'Epinay," said he, "allow me to remind you at this
+moment, -- which is perhaps not so ill-chosen as at first
+sight may appear, for obedience to the wishes of the
+departed is the first offering which should be made at their
+tomb, -- allow me then to remind you of the wish expressed
+by Madame de Saint-Meran on her death-bed, that Valentine's
+wedding might not be deferred. You know the affairs of the
+deceased are in perfect order, and her will bequeaths to
+Valentine the entire property of the Saint-Meran family; the
+notary showed me the documents yesterday, which will enable
+us to draw up the contract immediately. You may call on the
+notary, M. Deschamps, Place Beauveau, Faubourg Saint-Honore,
+and you have my authority to inspect those deeds."
+
+"Sir," replied M. d'Epinay, "it is not, perhaps, the moment
+for Mademoiselle Valentine, who is in deep distress, to
+think of a husband; indeed, I fear" --
+
+"Valentine will have no greater pleasure than that of
+fulfilling her grandmother's last injunctions; there will be
+no obstacle from that quarter, I assure you."
+
+"In that case," replied Franz, "as I shall raise none, you
+may make arrangements when you please; I have pledged my
+word, and shall feel pleasure and happiness in adhering to
+it."
+
+"Then," said Villefort, "nothing further is required. The
+contract was to have been signed three days since; we shall
+find it all ready, and can sign it to-day."
+
+"But the mourning?" said Franz, hesitating.
+
+"Don't be uneasy on that score," replied Villefort; "no
+ceremony will be neglected in my house. Mademoiselle de
+Villefort may retire during the prescribed three months to
+her estate of Saint-Meran; I say hers, for she inherits it
+to-day. There, after a few days, if you like, the civil
+marriage shall be celebrated without pomp or ceremony.
+Madame de Saint-Meran wished her daughter should be married
+there. When that in over, you, sir, can return to Paris,
+while your wife passes the time of her mourning with her
+mother-in-law."
+
+"As you please, sir," said Franz.
+
+"Then," replied M. de Villefort, "have the kindness to wait
+half an hour; Valentine shall come down into the
+drawing-room. I will send for M. Deschamps; we will read and
+sign the contract before we separate, and this evening
+Madame de Villefort; shall accompany Valentine to her
+estate, where we will rejoin them in a week."
+
+"Sir," said Franz, "I have one request to make."
+
+"What is it?"
+
+"I wish Albert de Morcerf and Raoul de Chateau-Renaud to be
+present at this signature; you know they are my witnesses."
+
+"Half an hour will suffice to apprise them; will you go for
+them yourself, or shall you send?"
+
+"I prefer going, sir."
+
+"I shall expect you, then, in half an hour, baron, and
+Valentine will be ready." Franz bowed and left the room.
+Scarcely had the door closed, when M. de Villefort sent to
+tell Valentine to be ready in the drawing-room in half an
+hour, as he expected the notary and M. d'Epinay and his
+witnesses. The news caused a great sensation throughout the
+house; Madame de Villefort would not believe it, and
+Valentine was thunderstruck. She looked around for help, and
+would have gone down to her grandfather's room, but on the
+stairs she met M. de Villefort, who took her arm and led her
+into the drawing-room. In the anteroom, Valentine met
+Barrois, and looked despairingly at the old servant. A
+moment later, Madame de Villefort entered the drawing-room
+with her little Edward. It was evident that she had shared
+the grief of the family, for she was pale and looked
+fatigued. She sat down, took Edward on her knees, and from
+time to time pressed this child, on whom her affections
+appeared centred, almost convulsively to her bosom. Two
+carriages were soon heard to enter the court yard. One was
+the notary's; the other, that of Franz and his friends. In a
+moment the whole party was assembled. Valentine was so pale
+one might trace the blue veins from her temples, round her
+eyes and down her cheeks. Franz was deeply affected.
+Chateau-Renaud and Albert looked at each other with
+amazement; the ceremony which was just concluded had not
+appeared more sorrowful than did that which was about to
+begin. Madame de Villefort had placed herself in the shadow
+behind a velvet curtain, and as she constantly bent over her
+child, it was difficult to read the expression of her face.
+M. de Villefort was, as usual, unmoved.
+
+The notary, after having according to the customary method
+arranged the papers on the table, taken his place in an
+armchair, and raised his spectacles, turned towards Franz:
+
+"Are you M. Franz de Quesnel, baron d'Epinay?" asked he,
+although he knew it perfectly.
+
+"Yes, sir," replied Franz. The notary bowed. "I have, then,
+to inform you, sir, at the request of M. de Villefort, that
+your projected marriage with Mademoiselle de Villefort has
+changed the feeling of M. Noirtier towards his grandchild,
+and that he disinherits her entirely of the fortune he would
+have left her. Let me hasten to add," continued he, "that
+the testator, having only the right to alienate a part of
+his fortune, and having alienated it all, the will will not
+bear scrutiny, and is declared null and void."
+
+"Yes." said Villefort; "but I warn M. d'Epinay, that during
+my life-time my father's will shall never be questioned, my
+position forbidding any doubt to be entertained."
+
+"Sir," said Franz, "I regret much that such a question has
+been raised in the presence of Mademoiselle Valentine; I
+have never inquired the amount of her fortune, which,
+however limited it may be, exceeds mine. My family has
+sought consideration in this alliance with M. de Villefort;
+all I seek is happiness." Valentine imperceptibly thanked
+him, while two silent tears rolled down her cheeks.
+"Besides, sir," said Villefort, addressing himself to his
+future son-in-law, "excepting the loss of a portion of your
+hopes, this unexpected will need not personally wound you;
+M. Noirtier's weakness of mind sufficiently explains it. It
+is not because Mademoiselle Valentine is going to marry you
+that he is angry, but because she will marry, a union with
+any other would have caused him the same sorrow. Old age is
+selfish, sir, and Mademoiselle de Villefort has been a
+faithful companion to M. Noirtier, which she cannot be when
+she becomes the Baroness d'Epinay. My father's melancholy
+state prevents our speaking to him on any subjects, which
+the weakness of his mind would incapacitate him from
+understanding, and I am perfectly convinced that at the
+present time, although, he knows that his granddaughter is
+going to be married, M. Noirtier has even forgotten the name
+of his intended grandson." M. de Villefort had scarcely said
+this, when the door opened, and Barrois appeared.
+
+"Gentlemen," said he, in a tone strangely firm for a servant
+speaking to his masters under such solemn circumstances, --
+"gentlemen, M. Noirtier de Villefort wishes to speak
+immediately to M. Franz de Quesnel, baron d'Epinay;" he, as
+well as the notary, that there might be no mistake in the
+person, gave all his titles to the bride-groom elect.
+
+Villefort started, Madame de Villefort let her son slip from
+her knees, Valentine rose, pale and dumb as a statue. Albert
+and Chateau-Renaud exchanged a second look, more full of
+amazement than the first. The notary looked at Villefort.
+"It is impossible," said the procureur. "M. d'Epinay cannot
+leave the drawing-room at present."
+
+"It is at this moment," replied Barrois with the same
+firmness, "that M. Noirtier, my master, wishes to speak on
+important subjects to M. Franz d'Epinay."
+
+"Grandpapa Noirtier can speak now, then," said Edward, with
+his habitual quickness. However, his remark did not make
+Madame de Villefort even smile, so much was every mind
+engaged, and so solemn was the situation. Astonishment was
+at its height. Something like a smile was perceptible on
+Madame de Villefort's countenance. Valentine instinctively
+raised her eyes, as if to thank heaven.
+
+"Pray go, Valentine," said; M. de Villefort, "and see what
+this new fancy of your grandfather's is." Valentine rose
+quickly, and was hastening joyfully towards the door, when
+M. de Villefort altered his intention.
+
+"Stop," said he; "I will go with you."
+
+"Excuse me, sir," said Franz, "since M. Noirtier sent for
+me, I am ready to attend to his wish; besides, I shall be
+happy to pay my respects to him, not having yet had the
+honor of doing so."
+
+"Pray, sir," said Villefort with marked uneasiness, "do not
+disturb yourself."
+
+"Forgive me, sir," said Franz in a resolute tone. "I would
+not lose this opportunity of proving to M. Noirtier how
+wrong it would be of him to encourage feelings of dislike to
+me, which I am determined to conquer, whatever they may be,
+by my devotion." And without listening to Villefort he
+arose, and followed Valentine, who was running down-stairs
+with the joy of a shipwrecked mariner who finds a rock to
+cling to. M. de Villefort followed them. Chateau-Renaud and
+Morcerf exchanged a third look of still increasing wonder.
+
+
+
+Chapter 75
+A Signed Statement.
+
+Noirtier was prepared to receive them, dressed in black, and
+installed in his arm-chair. When the three persons he
+expected had entered, he looked at the door, which his valet
+immediately closed.
+
+"Listen," whispered Villefort to Valentine, who could not
+conceal her joy; "if M. Noirtier wishes to communicate
+anything which would delay your marriage, I forbid you to
+understand him." Valentine blushed, but did not answer.
+Villefort, approaching Noirtier -- "Here is M. Franz
+d'Epinay," said he; "you requested to see him. We have all
+wished for this interview, and I trust it will convince you
+how ill-formed are your objections to Valentine's marriage."
+
+Noirtier answered only by a look which made Villefort's
+blood run cold. He motioned to Valentine to approach. In a
+moment, thanks to her habit of conversing with her
+grandfather, she understood that he asked for a key. Then
+his eye was fixed on the drawer of a small chest between the
+windows. She opened the drawer, and found a key; and,
+understanding that was what he wanted, again watched his
+eyes, which turned toward an old secretary which had been
+neglected for many years and was supposed to contain nothing
+but useless documents. "Shall I open the secretary?" asked
+Valentine.
+
+"Yes," said the old man.
+
+"And the drawers?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Those at the side?"
+
+"No."
+
+"The middle one?"
+
+"Yes." Valentine opened it and drew out a bundle of papers.
+"Is that what you wish for?" asked she.
+
+"No."
+
+She took successively all the other papers out till the
+drawer was empty. "But there are no more," said she.
+Noirtier's eye was fixed on the dictionary. "Yes, I
+understand, grandfather," said the young girl.
+
+"He pointed to each letter of the alphabet. At the letter S
+the old man stopped her. She opened, and found the word
+"secret."
+
+"Ah, is there a secret spring?" said Valentine.
+
+"Yes," said Noirtier.
+
+"And who knows it?" Noirtier looked at the door where the
+servant had gone out. "Barrois?" said she.
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Shall I call him?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+Valentine went to the door, and called Barrois. Villefort's
+impatience during this scene made the perspiration roll from
+his forehead, and Franz was stupefied. The old servant came.
+"Barrois," said Valentine, "my grandfather has told me to
+open that drawer in the secretary, but there is a secret
+spring in it, which you know -- will you open it?"
+
+Barrois looked at the old man. "Obey," said Noirtier's
+intelligent eye. Barrois touched a spring, the false bottom
+came out, and they saw a bundle of papers tied with a black
+string.
+
+"Is that what you wish for?" said Barrois.
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Shall I give these papers to M. de Villefort?"
+
+"No."
+
+"To Mademoiselle Valentine?"
+
+"No."
+
+"To M. Franz d'Epinay?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+Franz, astonished, advanced a step. "To me, sir?" said he.
+
+"Yes." Franz took them from Barrois and casting a glance at
+the cover, read: --
+
+"`To be given, after my death, to General Durand, who shall
+bequeath the packet to his son, with an injunction to
+preserve it as containing an important document.'
+
+"Well, sir," asked Franz, "what do you wish me to do with
+this paper?"
+
+"To preserve it, sealed up as it is, doubtless," said the
+procureur.
+
+"No," replied Noirtier eagerly.
+
+"Do you wish him to read it?" said Valentine.
+
+"Yes," replied the old man. "You understand, baron, my
+grandfather wishes you to read this paper," said Valentine.
+
+"Then let us sit down," said Villefort impatiently, "for it
+will take some time."
+
+"Sit down," said the old man. Villefort took a chair, but
+Valentine remained standing by her father's side, and Franz
+before him, holding the mysterious paper in his hand.
+"Read," said the old man. Franz untied it, and in the midst
+of the most profound silence read:
+
+"`Extract from the Report of a meeting of the Bonapartist
+Club in the Rue Saint-Jacques, held February 5th, 1815.'"
+
+Franz stopped. "February 5th, 1815!" said he; "it is the day
+my father was murdered." Valentine and Villefort were dumb;
+the eye of the old man alone seemed to say clearly, "Go on."
+
+"But it was on leaving this club," said he, "my father
+disappeared." Noirtier's eye continued to say, "Read." He
+resumed: --
+
+"`The undersigned Louis Jacques Beaurepaire,
+lieutenant-colonel of artillery, Etienne Duchampy, general
+of brigade, and Claude Lecharpal, keeper of woods and
+forests, Declare, that on the 4th of February, a letter
+arrived from the Island of Elba, recommending to the
+kindness and the confidence of the Bonapartist Club, General
+Flavien de Quesnel, who having served the emperor from 1804
+to 1814 was supposed to be devoted to the interests of the
+Napoleon dynasty, notwithstanding the title of baron which
+Louis XVIII. had just granted to him with his estate of
+Epinay.
+
+"`A note was in consequence addressed to General de Quesnel,
+begging him to be present at the meeting next day, the 5th.
+The note indicated neither the street nor the number of the
+house where the meeting was to be held; it bore no
+signature, but it announced to the general that some one
+would call for him if he would be ready at nine o'clock. The
+meetings were always held from that time till midnight. At
+nine o'clock the president of the club presented himself;
+the general was ready, the president informed him that one
+of the conditions of his introduction was that he should be
+eternally ignorant of the place of meeting, and that he
+would allow his eyes to be bandaged, swearing that he would
+not endeavor to take off the bandage. General de Quesnel
+accepted the condition, and promised on his honor not to
+seek to discover the road they took. The general's carriage
+was ready, but the president told him it was impossible for
+him to use it, since it was useless to blindfold the master
+if the coachman knew through what streets he went. "What
+must be done then?" asked the general. -- "I have my
+carriage here," said the president.
+
+"`"Have you, then, so much confidence in your servant that
+you can intrust him with a secret you will not allow me to
+know?"
+
+"`"Our coachman is a member of the club," said the
+president; "we shall be driven by a State-Councillor."
+
+"`"Then we run another risk," said the general, laughing,
+"that of being upset." We insert this joke to prove that the
+general was not in the least compelled to attend the
+meeting, but that he came willingly. When they were seated
+in the carriage the president reminded the general of his
+promise to allow his eyes to be bandaged, to which he made
+no opposition. On the road the president thought he saw the
+general make an attempt to remove the handkerchief, and
+reminded him of his oath. "Sure enough," said the general.
+The carriage stopped at an alley leading out of the Rue
+Saint-Jacques. The general alighted, leaning on the arm of
+the president, of whose dignity he was not aware,
+considering him simply as a member of the club; they went
+through the alley, mounted a flight of stairs, and entered
+the assembly-room.
+
+"`"The deliberations had already begun. The members,
+apprised of the sort of presentation which was to be made
+that evening, were all in attendance. When in the middle of
+the room the general was invited to remove his bandage, he
+did so immediately, and was surprised to see so many
+well-known faces in a society of whose existence he had till
+then been ignorant. They questioned him as to his
+sentiments, but he contented himself with answering, that
+the letters from the Island of Elba ought to have informed
+them'" --
+
+Franz interrupted himself by saying, "My father was a
+royalist; they need not have asked his sentiments, which
+were well known."
+
+"And hence," said Villefort, "arose my affection for your
+father, my dear M. Franz. Opinions held in common are a
+ready bond of union."
+
+"Read again," said the old man. Franz continued: --
+
+"`The president then sought to make him speak more
+explicitly, but M. de Quesnel replied that he wished first
+to know what they wanted with him. He was then informed of
+the contents of the letter from the Island of Elba, in which
+he was recommended to the club as a man who would be likely
+to advance the interests of their party. One paragraph spoke
+of the return of Bonaparte and promised another letter and
+further details, on the arrival of the Pharaon belonging to
+the shipbuilder Morrel, of Marseilles, whose captain was
+entirely devoted to the emperor. During all this time, the
+general, on whom they thought to have relied as on a
+brother, manifested evidently signs of discontent and
+repugnance. When the reading was finished, he remained
+silent, with knitted brows.
+
+"`"Well," asked the president, "what do you say to this
+letter, general?"
+
+"`"I say that it is too soon after declaring myself for
+Louis XVIII. to break my vow in behalf of the ex-emperor."
+This answer was too clear to permit of any mistake as to his
+sentiments. "General," said the president, "we acknowledge
+no King Louis XVIII., or an ex-emperor, but his majesty the
+emperor and king, driven from France, which is his kingdom,
+by violence and treason."
+
+"`"Excuse me, gentlemen," said the general; "you may not
+acknowledge Louis XVIII., but I do, as he has made me a
+baron and a field-marshal, and I shall never forget that for
+these two titles I am indebted to his happy return to
+France."
+
+"`"Sir," said the president, rising with gravity, "be
+careful what you say; your words clearly show us that they
+are deceived concerning you in the Island of Elba, and have
+deceived us! The communication has been made to you in
+consequence of the confidence placed in you, and which does
+you honor. Now we discover our error; a title and promotion
+attach you to the government we wish to overturn. We will
+not constrain you to help us; we enroll no one against his
+conscience, but we will compel you to act generously, even
+if you are not disposed to do so."
+
+"`"You would call acting generously, knowing your conspiracy
+and not informing against you, that is what I should call
+becoming your accomplice. You see I am more candid than
+you."'"
+
+"Ah, my father!" said Franz, interrupting himself. "I
+understand now why they murdered him." Valentine could not
+help casting one glance towards the young man, whose filial
+enthusiasm it was delightful to behold. Villefort walked to
+and fro behind them. Noirtier watched the expression of each
+one, and preserved his dignified and commanding attitude.
+Franz returned to the manuscript, and continued: --
+
+"`"Sir," said the president, "you have been invited to join
+this assembly -- you were not forced here; it was proposed
+to you to come blindfolded -- you accepted. When you
+complied with this twofold request you well knew we did not
+wish to secure the throne of Louis XVIII., or we should not
+take so much care to avoid the vigilance of the police. It
+would be conceding too much to allow you to put on a mask to
+aid you in the discovery of our secret, and then to remove
+it that you may ruin those who have confided in you. No, no,
+you must first say if you declare yourself for the king of a
+day who now reigns, or for his majesty the emperor."
+
+"`"I am a royalist," replied the general; "I have taken the
+oath of allegiance to Louis XVIII., and I will adhere to
+it." These words were followed by a general murmur, and it
+was evident that several of the members were discussing the
+propriety of making the general repent of his rashness.
+
+"`The president again arose, and having imposed silence,
+said, -- "Sir, you are too serious and too sensible a man
+not to understand the consequences of our present situation,
+and your candor has already dictated to us the conditions
+which remain for us to offer you." The general, putting his
+hand on his sword, exclaimed, -- "If you talk of honor, do
+not begin by disavowing its laws, and impose nothing by
+violence."
+
+"`"And you, sir," continued the president, with a calmness
+still more terrible than the general's anger, "I advise you
+not to touch your sword." The general looked around him with
+slight uneasiness; however he did not yield, but calling up
+all his fortitude, said, -- "I will not swear."
+
+"`"Then you must die," replied the president calmly. M.
+d'Epinay became very pale; he looked round him a second
+time, several members of the club were whispering, and
+getting their arms from under their cloaks. "General," said
+the president, "do not alarm yourself; you are among men of
+honor who will use every means to convince you before
+resorting to the last extremity, but as you have said, you
+are among conspirators, you are in possession of our secret,
+and you must restore it to us." A significant silence
+followed these words, and as the general did not reply, --
+"Close the doors," said the president to the door-keeper.
+
+"`The same deadly silence succeeded these words. Then the
+general advanced, and making a violent effort to control his
+feelings, -- "I have a son," said he, "and I ought to think
+of him, finding myself among assassins."
+
+"`"General," said the chief of the assembly, "one man may
+insult fifty -- it is the privilege of weakness. But he does
+wrong to use his privilege. Follow my advice, swear, and do
+not insult." The general, again daunted by the superiority
+of the chief, hesitated a moment; then advancing to the
+president's desk, -- "What is the form, said he.
+
+"`"It is this: -- `I swear by my honor not to reveal to any
+one what I have seen and heard on the 5th of February, 1815,
+between nine and ten o'clock in the evening; and I plead
+guilty of death should I ever violate this oath.'" The
+general appeared to be affected by a nervous tremor, which
+prevented his answering for some moments; then, overcoming
+his manifest repugnance, he pronounced the required oath,
+but in so low a tone as to be scarcely audible to the
+majority of the members, who insisted on his repeating it
+clearly and distinctly, which he did.
+
+"`"Now am I at liberty to retire?" said the general. The
+president rose, appointed three members to accompany him,
+and got into the carriage with the general after bandaging
+his eyes. One of those three members was the coachman who
+had driven them there. The other members silently dispersed.
+"Where do you wish to be taken?" asked the president. --
+"Anywhere out of your presence," replied M. d'Epinay.
+"Beware, sir," replied the president, "you are no longer in
+the assembly, and have only to do with individuals; do not
+insult them unless you wish to be held responsible." But
+instead of listening, M. d'Epinay went on, -- "You are still
+as brave in your carriage as in your assembly because you
+are still four against one." The president stopped the
+coach. They were at that part of the Quai des Ormes where
+the steps lead down to the river. "Why do you stop here?"
+asked d'Epinay.
+
+"`"Because, sir," said the president, "you have insulted a
+man, and that man will not go one step farther without
+demanding honorable reparation."
+
+"`"Another method of assassination?" said the general,
+shrugging his shoulders.
+
+"`"Make no noise, sir, unless you wish me to consider you as
+one of the men of whom you spoke just now as cowards, who
+take their weakness for a shield. You are alone, one alone
+shall answer you; you have a sword by your side, I have one
+in my cane; you have no witness, one of these gentlemen will
+serve you. Now, if you please, remove your bandage." The
+general tore the handkerchief from his eyes. "At last," said
+he, "I shall know with whom I have to do." They opened the
+door and the four men alighted.'"
+
+Franz again interrupted himself, and wiped the cold drops
+from his brow; there was something awful in hearing the son
+read aloud in trembling pallor these details of his father's
+death, which had hitherto been a mystery. Valentine clasped
+her hands as if in prayer. Noirtier looked at Villefort with
+an almost sublime expression of contempt and pride. Franz
+continued: --
+
+"`It was, as we said, the fifth of February. For three days
+the mercury had been five or six degrees below freezing and
+the steps were covered with ice. The general was stout and
+tall, the president offered him the side of the railing to
+assist him in getting down. The two witnesses followed. It
+was a dark night. The ground from the steps to the river was
+covered with snow and hoarfrost, the water of the river
+looked black and deep. One of the seconds went for a lantern
+in a coal-barge near, and by its light they examined the
+weapons. The president's sword, which was simply, as he had
+said, one he carried in his cane, was five inches shorter
+than the general's, and had no guard. The general proposed
+to cast lots for the swords, but the president said it was
+he who had given the provocation, and when he had given it
+he had supposed each would use his own arms. The witnesses
+endeavored to insist, but the president bade them be silent.
+The lantern was placed on the ground, the two adversaries
+took their stations, and the duel began. The light made the
+two swords appear like flashes of lightning; as for the men,
+they were scarcely perceptible, the darkness was so great.
+
+"`General d'Epinay passed for one of the best swordsmen in
+the army, but he was pressed so closely in the onset that he
+missed his aim and fell. The witnesses thought he was dead,
+but his adversary, who knew he had not struck him, offered
+him the assistance of his hand to rise. The circumstance
+irritated instead of calming the general, and he rushed on
+his adversary. But his opponent did not allow his guard to
+be broken. He received him on his sword and three times the
+general drew back on finding himself too closely engaged,
+and then returned to the charge. At the third he fell again.
+They thought he slipped, as at first, and the witnesses,
+seeing he did not move, approached and endeavored to raise
+him, but the one who passed his arm around the body found it
+was moistened with blood. The general, who had almost
+fainted, revived. "Ah," said he, "they have sent some
+fencing-master to fight with me." The president, without
+answering, approached the witness who held the lantern, and
+raising his sleeve, showed him two wounds he had received in
+his arm; then opening his coat, and unbuttoning his
+waistcoat, displayed his side, pierced with a third wound.
+Still he had not even uttered a sigh. General d'Epinay died
+five minutes after.'"
+
+Franz read these last words in a voice so choked that they
+were hardly audible, and then stopped, passing his hand over
+his eyes as if to dispel a cloud; but after a moment's
+silence, he continued: --
+
+"`The president went up the steps, after pushing his sword
+into his cane; a track of blood on the snow marked his
+course. He had scarcely arrived at the top when he heard a
+heavy splash in the water -- it was the general's body,
+which the witnesses had just thrown into the river after
+ascertaining that he was dead. The general fell, then, in a
+loyal duel, and not in ambush as it might have been
+reported. In proof of this we have signed this paper to
+establish the truth of the facts, lest the moment should
+arrive when either of the actors in this terrible scene
+should be accused of premeditated murder or of infringement
+of the laws of honor.
+
+"`Signed, Beaurepaire, Deschamps, and Lecharpal.'"
+
+When Franz had finished reading this account, so dreadful
+for a son; when Valentine, pale with emotion, had wiped away
+a tear; when Villefort, trembling, and crouched in a corner,
+had endeavored to lessen the storm by supplicating glances
+at the implacable old man, -- "Sir," said d'Epinay to
+Noirtier, "since you are well acquainted with all these
+details, which are attested by honorable signatures, --
+since you appear to take some interest in me, although you
+have only manifested it hitherto by causing me sorrow,
+refuse me not one final satisfaction -- tell me the name of
+the president of the club, that I may at least know who
+killed my father." Villefort mechanically felt for the
+handle of the door; Valentine, who understood sooner than
+anyone her grandfather's answer, and who had often seen two
+scars upon his right arm, drew back a few steps.
+"Mademoiselle," said Franz, turning towards Valentine,
+"unite your efforts with mine to find out the name of the
+man who made me an orphan at two years of age." Valentine
+remained dumb and motionless.
+
+"Hold, sir," said Villefort, "do not prolong this dreadful
+scene. The names have been purposely concealed; my father
+himself does not know who this president was, and if he
+knows, he cannot tell you; proper names are not in the
+dictionary."
+
+"Oh, misery," cried Franz: "the only hope which sustained me
+and enabled me to read to the end was that of knowing, at
+least, the name of him who killed my father! Sir, sir,"
+cried he, turning to Noirtier, "do what you can -- make me
+understand in some way!"
+
+"Yes," replied Noirtier.
+
+"Oh, mademoiselle, -- mademoiselle!" cried Franz, "your
+grandfather says he can indicate the person. Help me, --
+lend me your assistance!" Noirtier looked at the dictionary.
+Franz took it with a nervous trembling, and repeated the
+letters of the alphabet successively, until he came to M. At
+that letter the old man signified "Yes."
+
+"M," repeated Franz. The young man's finger, glided over the
+words, but at each one Noirtier answered by a negative sign.
+Valentine hid her head between her hands. At length, Franz
+arrived at the word MYSELF.
+
+"Yes!"
+
+"You?" cried Franz, whose hair stood on end; "you, M.
+Noirtier -- you killed my father?"
+
+"Yes!" replied Noirtier, fixing a majestic look on the young
+man. Franz fell powerless on a chair; Villefort opened the
+door and escaped, for the idea had entered his mind to
+stifle the little remaining life in the heart of this
+terrible old man.
+
+
+
+Chapter 76
+Progress of Cavalcanti the Younger.
+
+Meanwhile M. Cavalcanti the elder had returned to his
+service, not in the army of his majesty the Emperor of
+Austria, but at the gaming-table of the baths of Lucca, of
+which he was one of the most assiduous courtiers. He had
+spent every farthing that had been allowed for his journey
+as a reward for the majestic and solemn manner in which he
+had maintained his assumed character of father. M. Andrea at
+his departure inherited all the papers which proved that he
+had indeed the honor of being the son of the Marquis
+Bartolomeo and the Marchioness Oliva Corsinari. He was now
+fairly launched in that Parisian society which gives such
+ready access to foreigners, and treats them, not as they
+really are, but as they wish to be considered. Besides, what
+is required of a young man in Paris? To speak its language
+tolerably, to make a good appearance, to be a good gamester,
+and to pay in cash. They are certainly less particular with
+a foreigner than with a Frenchman. Andrea had, then, in a
+fortnight, attained a very fair position. He was called
+count, he was said to possess 50,000 livres per annum; and
+his father's immense riches, buried in the quarries of
+Saravezza, were a constant theme. A learned man, before whom
+the last circumstance was mentioned as a fact, declared he
+had seen the quarries in question, which gave great weight
+to assertions hitherto somewhat doubtful, but which now
+assumed the garb of reality.
+
+Such was the state of society in Paris at the period we
+bring before our readers, when Monte Cristo went one evening
+to pay M. Danglars a visit. M. Danglars was out, but the
+count was asked to go and see the baroness, and he accepted
+the invitation. It was never without a nervous shudder,
+since the dinner at Auteuil, and the events which followed
+it, that Madame Danglars heard Monte Cristo's name
+announced. If he did not come, the painful sensation became
+most intense; if, on the contrary, he appeared, his noble
+countenance, his brilliant eyes, his amiability, his polite
+attention even towards Madame Danglars, soon dispelled every
+impression of fear. It appeared impossible to the baroness
+that a man of such delightfully pleasing manners should
+entertain evil designs against her; besides, the most
+corrupt minds only suspect evil when it would answer some
+interested end -- useless injury is repugnant to every mind.
+When Monte Cristo entered the boudoir, -- to which we have
+already once introduced our readers, and where the baroness
+was examining some drawings, which her daughter passed to
+her after having looked at them with M. Cavalcanti, -- his
+presence soon produced its usual effect, and it was with
+smiles that the baroness received the count, although she
+had been a little disconcerted at the announcement of his
+name. The latter took in the whole scene at a glance.
+
+The baroness was partially reclining on a sofa, Eugenie sat
+near her, and Cavalcanti was standing. Cavalcanti, dressed
+in black, like one of Goethe's heroes, with varnished shoes
+and white silk open-worked stockings, passed a white and
+tolerably nice-looking hand through his light hair, and so
+displayed a sparkling diamond, that in spite of Monte
+Cristo's advice the vain young man had been unable to resist
+putting on his little finger. This movement was accompanied
+by killing glances at Mademoiselle Danglars, and by sighs
+launched in the same direction. Mademoiselle Danglars was
+still the same -- cold, beautiful, and satirical. Not one of
+these glances, nor one sigh, was lost on her; they might
+have been said to fall on the shield of Minerva, which some
+philosophers assert protected sometimes the breast of
+Sappho. Eugenie bowed coldly to the count, and availed
+herself of the first moment when the conversation became
+earnest to escape to her study, whence very soon two
+cheerful and noisy voices being heard in connection with
+occasional notes of the piano assured Monte Cristo that
+Mademoiselle Danglars preferred to his society and to that
+of M. Cavalcanti the company of Mademoiselle Louise
+d'Armilly, her singing teacher.
+
+It was then, especially while conversing with Madame
+Danglars, and apparently absorbed by the charm of the
+conversation, that the count noticed M. Andrea Cavalcanti's
+solicitude, his manner of listening to the music at the door
+he dared not pass, and of manifesting his admiration. The
+banker soon returned. His first look was certainly directed
+towards Monte Cristo, but the second was for Andrea. As for
+his wife, he bowed to her, as some husbands do to their
+wives, but in a way that bachelors will never comprehend,
+until a very extensive code is published on conjugal life.
+
+"Have not the ladies invited you to join them at the piano?"
+said Danglars to Andrea. "Alas, no, sir," replied Andrea
+with a sigh, still more remarkable than the former ones.
+Danglars immediately advanced towards the door and opened
+it.
+
+The two young ladies were seen seated on the same chair, at
+the piano, accompanying themselves, each with one hand, a
+fancy to which they had accustomed themselves, and performed
+admirably. Mademoiselle d'Armilly, whom they then perceived
+through the open doorway, formed with Eugenie one of the
+tableaux vivants of which the Germans are so fond. She was
+somewhat beautiful, and exquisitely formed -- a little
+fairy-like figure, with large curls falling on her neck,
+which was rather too long, as Perugino sometimes makes his
+Virgins, and her eyes dull from fatigue. She was said to
+have a weak chest, and like Antonia in the "Cremona Violin,"
+she would die one day while singing. Monte Cristo cast one
+rapid and curious glance round this sanctum; it was the
+first time he had ever seen Mademoiselle d'Armilly, of whom
+he had heard much. "Well," said the banker to his daughter,
+"are we then all to be excluded?" He then led the young man
+into the study, and either by chance or manoeuvre the door
+was partially closed after Andrea, so that from the place
+where they sat neither the Count nor the baroness could see
+anything; but as the banker had accompanied Andrea, Madame
+Danglars appeared to take no notice of it.
+
+The count soon heard Andrea's voice, singing a Corsican
+song, accompanied by the piano. While the count smiled at
+hearing this song, which made him lose sight of Andrea in
+the recollection of Benedetto, Madame Danglars was boasting
+to Monte Cristo of her husband's strength of mind, who that
+very morning had lost three or four hundred thousand francs
+by a failure at Milan. The praise was well deserved, for had
+not the count heard it from the baroness, or by one of those
+means by which he knew everything, the baron's countenance
+would not have led him to suspect it. "Hem," thought Monte
+Cristo, "he begins to conceal his losses; a month since he
+boasted of them." Then aloud, -- "Oh, madame, M. Danglars is
+so skilful, he will soon regain at the Bourse what he loses
+elsewhere."
+
+"I see that you participate in a prevalent error," said
+Madame Danglars. "What is it?" said Monte Cristo.
+
+"That M. Danglars speculates, whereas he never does."
+
+"Truly, madame, I recollect M. Debray told me -- apropos,
+what is become of him? I have seen nothing of him the last
+three or four days."
+
+"Nor I," said Madame Danglars; "but you began a sentence,
+sir, and did not finish."
+
+"Which?"
+
+"M. Debray had told you" --
+
+"Ah, yes; he told me it was you who sacrificed to the demon
+of speculation."
+
+"I was once very fond of it, but I do not indulge now."
+
+"Then you are wrong, madame. Fortune is precarious; and if I
+were a woman and fate had made me a banker's wife, whatever
+might be my confidence in my husband's good fortune, still
+in speculation you know there is great risk. Well, I would
+secure for myself a fortune independent of him, even if I
+acquired it by placing my interests in hands unknown to
+him." Madame Danglars blushed, in spite of all her efforts.
+"Stay," said Monte Cristo, as though he had not observed her
+confusion, "I have heard of a lucky hit that was made
+yesterday on the Neapolitan bonds."
+
+"I have none -- nor have I ever possessed any; but really we
+have talked long enough of money, count, we are like two
+stockbrokers; have you heard how fate is persecuting the
+poor Villeforts?"
+
+"What has happened?" said the count, simulating total
+ignorance.
+
+"You know the Marquis of Saint-Meran died a few days after
+he had set out on his journey to Paris, and the marchioness
+a few days after her arrival?"
+
+"Yes," said Monte Cristo, "I have heard that; but, as
+Claudius said to Hamlet, `it is a law of nature; their
+fathers died before them, and they mourned their loss; they
+will die before their children, who will, in their turn,
+grieve for them.'"
+
+"But that is not all."
+
+"Not all!"
+
+"No; they were going to marry their daughter" --
+
+"To M. Franz d'Epinay. Is it broken off?"
+
+"Yesterday morning, it appears, Franz declined the honor."
+
+"Indeed? And is the reason known?"
+
+"No."
+
+"How extraordinary! And how does M. de Villefort bear it?"
+
+"As usual. Like a philosopher." Danglars returned at this
+moment alone. "Well," said the baroness, "do you leave M.
+Cavalcanti with your daughter?"
+
+"And Mademoiselle d'Armilly," said the banker; "do you
+consider her no one?" Then, turning to Monte Cristo, he
+said, "Prince Cavalcanti is a charming young man, is he not?
+But is he really a prince?"
+
+"I will not answer for it," said Monte Cristo. "His father
+was introduced to me as a marquis, so he ought to be a
+count; but I do not think he has much claim to that title."
+
+"Why?" said the banker. "If he is a prince, he is wrong not
+to maintain his rank; I do not like any one to deny his
+origin."
+
+"Oh, you are a thorough democrat," said Monte Cristo,
+smiling.
+
+"But do you see to what you are exposing yourself?" said the
+baroness. "If, perchance, M. de Morcerf came, he would find
+M. Cavalcanti in that room, where he, the betrothed of
+Eugenie, has never been admitted."
+
+"You may well say, perchance," replied the banker; "for he
+comes so seldom, it would seem only chance that brings him."
+
+"But should he come and find that young man with your
+daughter, he might be displeased."
+
+"He? You are mistaken. M. Albert would not do us the honor
+to be jealous; he does not like Eugenie sufficiently.
+Besides, I care not for his displeasure."
+
+"Still, situated as we are" --
+
+"Yes, do you know how we are situated? At his mother's ball
+he danced once with Eugenie, and M. Cavalcanti three times,
+and he took no notice of it." The valet announced the
+Vicomte Albert de Morcerf. The baroness rose hastily, and
+was going into the study, when Danglars stopped her. "Let
+her alone," said he. She looked at him in amazement. Monte
+Cristo appeared to be unconscious of what passed. Albert
+entered, looking very handsome and in high spirits. He bowed
+politely to the baroness, familiarly to Danglars, and
+affectionately to Monte Cristo. Then turning to the
+baroness: "May I ask how Mademoiselle Danglars is?" said he.
+
+"She is quite well," replied Danglars quickly; "she is at
+the piano with M. Cavalcanti." Albert retained his calm and
+indifferent manner; he might feel perhaps annoyed, but he
+knew Monte Cristo's eye was on him. "M. Cavalcanti has a
+fine tenor voice," said he, "and Mademoiselle Eugenie a
+splendid soprano, and then she plays the piano like
+Thalberg. The concert must be a delightful one."
+
+"They suit each other remarkably well," said Danglars.
+Albert appeared not to notice this remark, which was,
+however, so rude that Madame Danglars blushed.
+
+"I, too," said the young man, "am a musician -- at least, my
+masters used to tell me so; but it is strange that my voice
+never would suit any other, and a soprano less than any."
+Danglars smiled, and seemed to say, "It is of no
+consequence." Then, hoping doubtless to effect his purpose,
+he said, -- "The prince and my daughter were universally
+admired yesterday. You were not of the party, M. de
+Morcerf?"
+
+"What prince?" asked Albert. "Prince Cavalcanti," said
+Danglars, who persisted in giving the young man that title.
+
+"Pardon me," said Albert, "I was not aware that he was a
+prince. And Prince Cavalcanti sang with Mademoiselle Eugenie
+yesterday? It must have been charming, indeed. I regret not
+having heard them. But I was unable to accept your
+invitation, having promised to accompany my mother to a
+German concert given by the Baroness of Chateau-Renaud."
+This was followed by rather an awkward silence. "May I also
+be allowed," said Morcerf, "to pay my respects to
+Mademoiselle Danglars?" "Wait a moment," said the banker,
+stopping the young man; "do you hear that delightful
+cavatina? Ta, ta, ta, ti, ta, ti, ta, ta; it is charming,
+let them finish -- one moment. Bravo, bravi, brava!" The
+banker was enthusiastic in his applause.
+
+"Indeed," said Albert, "it is exquisite; it is impossible to
+understand the music of his country better than Prince
+Cavalcanti does. You said prince, did you not? But he can
+easily become one, if he is not already; it is no uncommon
+thing in Italy. But to return to the charming musicians --
+you should give us a treat, Danglars, without telling them
+there is a stranger. Ask them to sing one more song; it is
+so delightful to hear music in the distance, when the
+musicians are unrestrained by observation."
+
+Danglars was quite annoyed by the young man's indifference.
+He took Monte Cristo aside. "What do you think of our
+lover?" said he.
+
+"He appears cool. But, then your word is given."
+
+"Yes, doubtless I have promised to give my daughter to a man
+who loves her, but not to one who does not. See him there,
+cold as marble and proud like his father. If he were rich,
+if he had Cavalcanti's fortune, that might be pardoned. Ma
+foi, I haven't consulted my daughter; but if she has good
+taste" --
+
+"Oh," said Monte Cristo, "my fondness may blind me, but I
+assure you I consider Morcerf a charming young man who will
+render your daughter happy and will sooner or later attain a
+certain amount of distinction, and his father's position is
+good."
+
+"Hem," said Danglars.
+
+"Why do you doubt?"
+
+"The past -- that obscurity on the past."
+
+"But that does not affect the son."
+
+"Very true."
+
+"Now, I beg of you, don't go off your head. It's a month now
+that you have been thinking of this marriage, and you must
+see that it throws some responsibility on me, for it was at
+my house you met this young Cavalcanti, whom I do not really
+know at all."
+
+"But I do."
+
+"Have you made inquiry?"
+
+"Is there any need of that! Does not his appearance speak
+for him? And he is very rich."
+
+"I am not so sure of that."
+
+"And yet you said he had money."
+
+"Fifty thousand livres -- a mere trifle."
+
+"He is well educated."
+
+"Hem," said Monte Cristo in his turn.
+
+"He is a musician."
+
+"So are all Italians."
+
+"Come, count, you do not do that young man justice."
+
+"Well, I acknowledge it annoys me, knowing your connection
+with the Morcerf family, to see him throw himself in the
+way." Danglars burst out laughing. "What a Puritan you are!"
+said he; "that happens every day."
+
+"But you cannot break it off in this way; the Morcerfs are
+depending on this union."
+
+"Indeed."
+
+"Positively."
+
+"Then let them explain themselves; you should give the
+father a hint, you are so intimate with the family."
+
+"I? -- where the devil did you find out that?"
+
+"At their ball; it was apparent enough. Why, did not the
+countess, the proud Mercedes, the disdainful Catalane, who
+will scarcely open her lips to her oldest acquaintances,
+take your arm, lead you into the garden, into the private
+walks, and remain there for half an hour?"
+
+"Ah, baron, baron," said Albert, "you are not listening --
+what barbarism in a melomaniac like you!"
+
+"Oh, don't worry about me, Sir Mocker," said Danglars; then
+turning to the count he said, "but will you undertake to
+speak to the father?"
+
+"Willingly, if you wish it."
+
+"But let it be done explicitly and positively. If he demands
+my daughter let him fix the day -- declare his conditions;
+in short, let us either understand each other, or quarrel.
+You understand -- no more delay."
+
+"Yes. sir, I will give my attention to the subject."
+
+"I do not say that I await with pleasure his decision, but I
+do await it. A banker must, you know, be a slave to his
+promise." And Danglars sighed as M. Cavalcanti had done half
+an hour before. "Bravi, bravo, brava!" cried Morcerf,
+parodying the banker, as the selection came to an end.
+Danglars began to look suspiciously at Morcerf, when some
+one came and whispered a few words to him. "I shall soon
+return," said the banker to Monte Cristo; "wait for me. I
+shall, perhaps, have something to say to you." And he went
+out.
+
+The baroness took advantage of her husband's absence to push
+open the door of her daughter's study, and M. Andrea, who
+was sitting before the piano with Mademoiselle Eugenie,
+started up like a jack-in-the-box. Albert bowed with a smile
+to Mademoiselle Danglars, who did not appear in the least
+disturbed, and returned his bow with her usual coolness.
+Cavalcanti was evidently embarrassed; he bowed to Morcerf,
+who replied with the most impertinent look possible. Then
+Albert launched out in praise of Mademoiselle Danglars'
+voice, and on his regret, after what he had just heard, that
+he had been unable to be present the previous evening.
+Cavalcanti, being left alone, turned to Monte Cristo.
+
+"Come," said Madame Danglars, "leave music and compliments,
+and let us go and take tea."
+
+"Come, Louise," said Mademoiselle Danglars to her friend.
+They passed into the next drawing-room, where tea was
+prepared. Just as they were beginning, in the English
+fashion, to leave the spoons in their cups, the door again
+opened and Danglars entered, visibly agitated. Monte Cristo
+observed it particularly, and by a look asked the banker for
+an explanation. "I have just received my courier from
+Greece," said Danglars.
+
+"Ah, yes," said the count; "that was the reason of your
+running away from us."
+
+"Yes."
+
+"How is King Otho getting on?" asked Albert in the most
+sprightly tone. Danglars cast another suspicious look
+towards him without answering, and Monte Cristo turned away
+to conceal the expression of pity which passed over his
+features, but which was gone in a moment. "We shall go
+together, shall we not?" said Albert to the count.
+
+"If you like," replied the latter. Albert could not
+understand the banker's look, and turning to Monte Cristo,
+who understood it perfectly, -- "Did you see," said he, "how
+he looked at me?"
+
+"Yes," said the count; "but did you think there was anything
+particular in his look?"
+
+"Indeed, I did; and what does he mean by his news from
+Greece?"
+
+"How can I tell you?"
+
+"Because I imagine you have correspondents in that country."
+Monte Cristo smiled significantly.
+
+"Stop," said Albert, "here he comes. I shall compliment
+Mademoiselle Danglars on her cameo, while the father talks
+to you."
+
+"If you compliment her at all, let it be on her voice, at
+least," said Monte Cristo.
+
+"No, every one would do that."
+
+"My dear viscount, you are dreadfully impertinent." Albert
+advanced towards Eugenie, smiling. Meanwhile, Danglars,
+stooping to Monte Cristo's ear, "Your advice was excellent,"
+said he; "there is a whole history connected with the names
+Fernand and Yanina."
+
+"Indeed?" said Monte Cristo.
+
+"Yes, I will tell you all; but take away the young man; I
+cannot endure his presence."
+
+"He is going with me. Shall I send the father to you?"
+
+"Immediately."
+
+"Very well." The count made a sign to Albert and they bowed
+to the ladies, and took their leave, Albert perfectly
+indifferent to Mademoiselle Danglars' contempt, Monte Cristo
+reiterating his advice to Madame Danglars on the prudence a
+banker's wife should exercise in providing for the future.
+M. Cavalcanti remained master of the field.
+
+
+
+Chapter 77
+Haidee.
+
+Scarcely had the count's horses cleared the angle of the
+boulevard, than Albert, turning towards the count, burst
+into a loud fit of laughter -- much too loud in fact not to
+give the idea of its being rather forced and unnatural.
+"Well," said he, "I will ask you the same question which
+Charles IX. put to Catherine de Medicis, after the massacre
+of Saint Bartholomew, `How have I played my little part?'"
+
+"To what do you allude?" asked Monte Cristo.
+
+"To the installation of my rival at M. Danglars'."
+
+"What rival?"
+
+"Ma foi, what rival? Why, your protege, M. Andrea
+Cavalcanti!"
+
+"Ah, no joking, viscount, if you please; I do not patronize
+M. Andrea -- at least, not as concerns M. Danglars."
+
+"And you would be to blame for not assisting him, if the
+young man really needed your help in that quarter, but,
+happily for me, he can dispense with it."
+
+"What, do you think he is paying his addresses?"
+
+"I am certain of it; his languishing looks and modulated
+tones when addressing Mademoiselle Danglars fully proclaim
+his intentions. He aspires to the hand of the proud
+Eugenie."
+
+"What does that signify, so long as they favor your suit?"
+
+"But it is not the case, my dear count: on the contrary. I
+am repulsed on all sides."
+
+"What!"
+
+"It is so indeed; Mademoiselle Eugenie scarcely answers me,
+and Mademoiselle d'Armilly, her confidant, does not speak to
+me at all."
+
+"But the father has the greatest regard possible for you,"
+said Monte Cristo.
+
+"He? Oh, no, he has plunged a thousand daggers into my
+heart, tragedy-weapons, I own, which instead of wounding
+sheathe their points in their own handles, but daggers which
+he nevertheless believed to be real and deadly."
+
+"Jealousy indicates affection."
+
+"True; but I am not jealous."
+
+"He is."
+
+"Of whom? -- of Debray?"
+
+"No, of you."
+
+"Of me? I will engage to say that before a week is past the
+door will be closed against me."
+
+"You are mistaken, my dear viscount."
+
+"Prove it to me."
+
+"Do you wish me to do so?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Well, I am charged with the commission of endeavoring to
+induce the Comte de Morcerf to make some definite
+arrangement with the baron."
+
+"By whom are you charged?"
+
+"By the baron himself."
+
+"Oh," said Albert with all the cajolery of which he was
+capable. "You surely will not do that, my dear count?"
+
+"Certainly I shall, Albert, as I have promised to do it."
+
+"Well," said Albert, with a sigh, "it seems you are
+determined to marry me."
+
+"I am determined to try and be on good terms with everybody,
+at all events," said Monte Cristo. "But apropos of Debray,
+how is it that I have not seen him lately at the baron's
+house?"
+
+"There has been a misunderstanding."
+
+"What, with the baroness?"
+
+"No, with the baron."
+
+"Has he perceived anything?"
+
+"Ah, that is a good joke!"
+
+"Do you think he suspects?" said Monte Cristo with charming
+artlessness.
+
+"Where have you come from, my dear count?" said Albert.
+
+"From Congo, if you will."
+
+"It must be farther off than even that."
+
+"But what do I know of your Parisian husbands?"
+
+"Oh, my dear count, husbands are pretty much the same
+everywhere; an individual husband of any country is a pretty
+fair specimen of the whole race."
+
+"But then, what can have led to the quarrel between Danglars
+and Debray? They seemed to understand each other so well,"
+said Monte Cristo with renewed energy.
+
+"Ah, now you are trying to penetrate into the mysteries of
+Isis, in which I am not initiated. When M. Andrea Cavalcanti
+has become one of the family, you can ask him that
+question." The carriage stopped. "Here we are," said Monte
+Cristo; "it is only half-past ten o'clock, come in."
+
+"Certainly I will."
+
+"My carriage shall take you back."
+
+"No, thank you; I gave orders for my coupe to follow me."
+
+"There it is, then," said Monte Cristo, as he stepped out of
+the carriage. They both went into the house; the
+drawing-room was lighted up -- they went in there. "You will
+make tea for us, Baptistin," said the count. Baptistin left
+the room without waiting to answer, and in two seconds
+reappeared, bringing on a waiter all that his master had
+ordered, ready prepared, and appearing to have sprung from
+the ground, like the repasts which we read of in fairy
+tales. "Really, my dear count," said Morcerf. "what I admire
+in you is, not so much your riches, for perhaps there are
+people even wealthier than yourself, nor is it only your
+wit, for Beaumarchais might have possessed as much, -- but
+it is your manner of being served, without any questions, in
+a moment, in a second; it is as it they guessed what you
+wanted by your manner of ringing, and made a point of
+keeping everything you can possibly desire in constant
+readiness."
+
+"What you say is perhaps true; they know my habits. For
+instance, you shall see; how do you wish to occupy yourself
+during tea-time?"
+
+"Ma foi, I should like to smoke."
+
+Monte Cristo took the gong and struck it once. In about the
+space of a second a private door opened, and Ali appeared,
+bringing two chibouques filled with excellent latakia. "It
+is quite wonderful," said Albert.
+
+"Oh no, it is as simple as possible," replied Monte Cristo.
+"Ali knows I generally smoke while I am taking my tea or
+coffee; he has heard that I ordered tea, and he also knows
+that I brought you home with me; when I summoned him he
+naturally guessed the reason of my doing so, and as he comes
+from a country where hospitality is especially manifested
+through the medium of smoking, he naturally concludes that
+we shall smoke in company, and therefore brings two
+chibouques instead of one -- and now the mystery is solved."
+
+"Certainly you give a most commonplace air to your
+explanation, but it is not the less true that you -- Ah, but
+what do I hear?" and Morcerf inclined his head towards the
+door, through which sounds seemed to issue resembling those
+of a guitar.
+
+"Ma foi, my dear viscount, you are fated to hear music this
+evening; you have only escaped from Mademoiselle Danglars'
+piano, to be attacked by Haidee's guzla."
+
+"Haidee -- what an adorable name! Are there, then, really
+women who bear the name of Haidee anywhere but in Byron's
+poems?"
+
+"Certainly there are. Haidee is a very uncommon name in
+France, but is common enough in Albania and Epirus; it is as
+it you said, for example, Chastity, Modesty, Innocence, --
+it is a kind of baptismal name, as you Parisians call it."
+
+"Oh, that is charming," said Albert, "how I should like to
+hear my countrywomen called Mademoiselle Goodness,
+Mademoiselle Silence, Mademoiselle Christian Charity! Only
+think, then, if Mademoiselle Danglars, instead of being
+called Claire-Marie-Eugenie, had been named Mademoiselle
+Chastity-Modesty-Innocence Danglars; what a fine effect that
+would have produced on the announcement of her marriage!"
+
+"Hush," said the count, "do not joke in so loud a tone;
+Haidee may hear you, perhaps."
+
+"And you think she would be angry?"
+
+"No, certainly not," said the count with a haughty
+expression.
+
+"She is very amiable, then, is she not?" said Albert.
+
+"It is not to be called amiability, it is her duty; a slave
+does not dictate to a master."
+
+"Come; you are joking yourself now. Are there any more
+slaves to be had who bear this beautiful name?"
+
+"Undoubtedly."
+
+"Really, count, you do nothing, and have nothing like other
+people. The slave of the Count of Monte Cristo! Why, it is a
+rank of itself in France, and from the way in which you
+lavish money, it is a place that must be worth a hundred
+thousand francs a year."
+
+"A hundred thousand francs! The poor girl originally
+possessed much more than that; she was born to treasures in
+comparison with which those recorded in the `Thousand and
+One Nights' would seem but poverty."
+
+"She must be a princess then."
+
+"You are right; and she is one of the greatest in her
+country too."
+
+"I thought so. But how did it happen that such a great
+princess became a slave?"
+
+"How was it that Dionysius the Tyrant became a schoolmaster?
+The fortune of war, my dear viscount, -- the caprice of
+fortune; that is the way in which these things are to be
+accounted for."
+
+"And is her name a secret?"
+
+"As regards the generality of mankind it is; but not for
+you, my dear viscount, who are one of my most intimate
+friends, and on whose silence I feel I may rely, if I
+consider it necessary to enjoin it -- may I not do so?"
+
+"Certainly; on my word of honor."
+
+"You know the history of the pasha of Yanina, do you not?"
+
+"Of Ali Tepelini?* Oh, yes; it was in his service that my
+father made his fortune."
+
+"True, I had forgotten that."
+
+* Ali Pasha, "The Lion," was born at Tepelini, an Albanian
+village at the foot of the Klissoura Mountains, in 1741. By
+diplomacy and success in arms he became almost supreme ruler
+of Albania, Epirus, and adjacent territory. Having aroused
+the enmity of the Sultan, he was proscribed and put to death
+by treachery in 1822, at the age of eighty. -- Ed.
+
+"Well, what is Haidee to Ali Tepelini?"
+
+"Merely his daughter."
+
+"What? the daughter of Ali Pasha?"
+
+"Of Ali Pasha and the beautiful Vasiliki."
+
+"And your slave?"
+
+"Ma foi, yes."
+
+"But how did she become so?"
+
+"Why, simply from the circumstance of my having bought her
+one day, as I was passing through the market at
+Constantinople."
+
+"Wonderful! Really, my dear count, you seem to throw a sort
+of magic influence over all in which you are concerned; when
+I listen to you, existence no longer seems reality, but a
+waking dream. Now, I am perhaps going to make an imprudent
+and thoughtless request, but" --
+
+"Say on."
+
+"But, since you go out with Haidee, and sometimes even take
+her to the opera" --
+
+"Well?"
+
+"I think I may venture to ask you this favor."
+
+"You may venture to ask me anything."
+
+"Well then, my dear count, present me to your princess."
+
+"I will do so; but on two conditions."
+
+"I accept them at once."
+
+"The first is, that you will never tell any one that I have
+granted the interview."
+
+"Very well," said Albert, extending his hand; "I swear I
+will not."
+
+"The second is, that you will not tell her that your father
+ever served hers."
+
+"I give you my oath that I will not."
+
+"Enough, viscount; you will remember those two vows, will
+you not? But I know you to be a man of honor." The count
+again struck the gong. Ali reappeared. "Tell Haidee," said
+he, "that I will take coffee with her, and give her to
+understand that I desire permission to present one of my
+friends to her." Ali bowed and left the room. "Now,
+understand me," said the count, "no direct questions, my
+dear Morcerf; if you wish to know anything, tell me, and I
+will ask her."
+
+"Agreed." Ali reappeared for the third time, and drew back
+the tapestried hanging which concealed the door, to signify
+to his master and Albert that they were at liberty to pass
+on. "Let us go in," said Monte Cristo.
+
+Albert passed his hand through his hair, and curled his
+mustache, then, having satisfied himself as to his personal
+appearance, followed the count into the room, the latter
+having previously resumed his hat and gloves. Ali was
+stationed as a kind of advanced guard, and the door was kept
+by the three French attendants, commanded by Myrtho. Haidee
+was awaiting her visitors in the first room of her
+apartments, which was the drawing-room. Her large eyes were
+dilated with surprise and expectation, for it was the first
+time that any man, except Monte Cristo, had been accorded an
+entrance into her presence. She was sitting on a sofa placed
+in an angle of the room, with her legs crossed under her in
+the Eastern fashion, and seemed to have made for herself, as
+it were, a kind of nest in the rich Indian silks which
+enveloped her. Near her was the instrument on which she had
+just been playing; it was elegantly fashioned, and worthy of
+its mistress. On perceiving Monte Cristo, she arose and
+welcomed him with a smile peculiar to herself, expressive at
+once of the most implicit obedience and also of the deepest
+love. Monte Cristo advanced towards her and extended his
+hand, which she as usual raised to her lips.
+
+Albert had proceeded no farther than the door, where he
+remained rooted to the spot, being completely fascinated by
+the sight of such surpassing beauty, beheld as it was for
+the first time, and of which an inhabitant of more northern
+climes could form no adequate idea.
+
+"Whom do you bring?" asked the young girl in Romaic, of
+Monte Cristo; "is it a friend, a brother, a simple
+acquaintance, or an enemy."
+
+"A friend," said Monte Cristo in the same language.
+
+"What is his name?"
+
+"Count Albert; it is the same man whom I rescued from the
+hands of the banditti at Rome."
+
+"In what language would you like me to converse with him?"
+
+Monte Cristo turned to Albert. "Do you know modern Greek,"
+asked he.
+
+"Alas, no," said Albert; "nor even ancient Greek, my dear
+count; never had Homer or Plato a more unworthy scholar than
+myself."
+
+"Then," said Haidee, proving by her remark that she had
+quite understood Monte Cristo's question and Albert's
+answer, "then I will speak either in French or Italian, if
+my lord so wills it."
+
+Monte Cristo reflected one instant. "You will speak in
+Italian," said he. Then, turning towards Albert, -- "It is a
+pity you do not understand either ancient or modern Greek,
+both of which Haidee speaks so fluently; the poor child will
+be obliged to talk to you in Italian, which will give you
+but a very false idea of her powers of conversation." The
+count made a sign to Haidee to address his visitor. "Sir,"
+she said to Morcerf, "you are most welcome as the friend of
+my lord and master." This was said in excellent Tuscan, and
+with that soft Roman accent which makes the language of
+Dante as sonorous as that of Homer. Then, turning to Ali,
+she directed him to bring coffee and pipes, and when he had
+left the room to execute the orders of his young mistress
+she beckoned Albert to approach nearer to her. Monte Cristo
+and Morcerf drew their seats towards a small table, on which
+were arranged music, drawings, and vases of flowers. Ali
+then entered bringing coffee and chibouques; as to M.
+Baptistin, this portion of the building was interdicted to
+him. Albert refused the pipe which the Nubian offered him.
+"Oh, take it -- take it," said the count; "Haidee is almost
+as civilized as a Parisian; the smell of an Havana is
+disagreeable to her, but the tobacco of the East is a most
+delicious perfume, you know."
+
+Ali left the room. The cups of coffee were all prepared,
+with the addition of sugar, which had been brought for
+Albert. Monte Cristo and Haidee took the beverage in the
+original Arabian manner, that is to say, without sugar.
+Haidee took the porcelain cup in her little slender fingers
+and conveyed it to her mouth with all the innocent
+artlessness of a child when eating or drinking something
+which it likes. At this moment two women entered, bringing
+salvers filled with ices and sherbet, which they placed on
+two small tables appropriated to that purpose. "My dear
+host, and you, signora," said Albert, in Italian, "excuse my
+apparent stupidity. I am quite bewildered, and it is natural
+that it should be so. Here I am in the heart of Paris; but a
+moment ago I heard the rumbling of the omnibuses and the
+tinkling of the bells of the lemonade-sellers, and now I
+feel as if I were suddenly transported to the East; not such
+as I have seen it, but such as my dreams have painted it.
+Oh, signora, if I could but speak Greek, your conversation,
+added to the fairy-scene which surrounds me, would furnish
+an evening of such delight as it would be impossible for me
+ever to forget."
+
+"I speak sufficient Italian to enable me to converse with
+you, sir," said Haidee quietly; "and if you like what is
+Eastern, I will do my best to secure the gratification of
+your tastes while you are here."
+
+"On what subject shall I converse with her?" said Albert, in
+a low tone to Monte Cristo.
+
+"Just what you please; you may speak of her country and of
+her youthful reminiscences, or if you like it better you can
+talk of Rome, Naples, or Florence."
+
+"Oh," said Albert, "it is of no use to be in the company of
+a Greek if one converses just in the same style as with a
+Parisian; let me speak to her of the East."
+
+"Do so then, for of all themes which you could choose that
+will be the most agreeable to her taste." Albert turned
+towards Haidee. "At what age did you leave Greece, signora?"
+asked he.
+
+"I left it when I was but five years old," replied Haidee.
+
+"And have you any recollection of your country?"
+
+"When I shut my eyes and think, I seem to see it all again.
+The mind can see as well as the body. The body forgets
+sometimes -- but the mind never forgets."
+
+"And how far back into the past do your recollections
+extend?"
+
+"I could scarcely walk when my mother, who was called
+Vasiliki, which means royal," said the young girl, tossing
+her head proudly, "took me by the hand, and after putting in
+our purse all the money we possessed, we went out, both
+covered with veils, to solicit alms for the prisoners,
+saying, `He who giveth to the poor lendeth to the Lord.'
+Then when our purse was full we returned to the palace, and
+without saying a word to my father, we sent it to the
+convent, where it was divided amongst the prisoners."
+
+"And how old were you at that time?"
+
+"I was three years old," said Haidee.
+
+"Then you remember everything that went on about you from
+the time when you were three years old?" said Albert.
+
+"Everything."
+
+"Count," said Albert, in a low tone to Monte Cristo, "do
+allow the signora to tell me something of her history. You
+prohibited my mentioning my father's name to her, but
+perhaps she will allude to him of her own accord in the
+course of the recital, and you have no idea how delighted I
+should be to hear our name pronounced by such beautiful
+lips." Monte Cristo turned to Haidee, and with an expression
+of countenance which commanded her to pay the most implicit
+attention to his words, he said in Greek, -- "Tell us the
+fate of your father; but neither the name of the traitor nor
+the treason." Haidee sighed deeply, and a shade of sadness
+clouded her beautiful brow.
+
+"What are you saying to her?" said Morcerf in an undertone.
+
+"I again reminded her that you were a friend, and that she
+need not conceal anything from you."
+
+"Then," said Albert, "this pious pilgrimage in behalf of the
+prisoners was your first remembrance; what is the next?"
+
+"Oh, then I remember as if it were but yesterday sitting
+under the shade of some sycamore-trees, on the borders of a
+lake, in the waters of which the trembling foliage was
+reflected as in a mirror. Under the oldest and thickest of
+these trees, reclining on cushions, sat my father; my mother
+was at his feet, and I, childlike, amused myself by playing
+with his long white beard which descended to his girdle, or
+with the diamond-hilt of the scimitar attached to his
+girdle. Then from time to time there came to him an Albanian
+who said something to which I paid no attention, but which
+he always answered in the same tone of voice, either `Kill,'
+or `Pardon.'"
+
+"It is very strange," said Albert, "to hear such words
+proceed from the mouth of any one but an actress on the
+stage, and one needs constantly to be saying to one's self,
+`This is no fiction, it is all reality,' in order to believe
+it. And how does France appear in your eyes, accustomed as
+they have been to gaze on such enchanted scenes?"
+
+"I think it is a fine country," said Haidee, "but I see
+France as it really is, because I look on it with the eyes
+of a woman; whereas my own country, which I can only judge
+of from the impression produced on my childish mind, always
+seems enveloped in a vague atmosphere, which is luminous or
+otherwise, according as my remembrances of it are sad or
+joyous."
+
+"So young," said Albert, forgetting at the moment the
+Count's command that he should ask no questions of the slave
+herself, "is it possible that you can have known what
+suffering is except by name?"
+
+Haidee turned her eyes towards Monte Cristo, who, making at
+the same time some imperceptible sign, murmured, -- "Go on."
+
+"Nothing is ever so firmly impressed on the mind as the
+memory of our early childhood, and with the exception of the
+two scenes I have just described to you, all my earliest
+reminiscences are fraught with deepest sadness."
+
+"Speak, speak, signora," said Albert, "I am listening with
+the most intense delight and interest to all you say."
+
+Haidee answered his remark with a melancholy smile. "You
+wish me, then, to relate the history of my past sorrows?"
+said she.
+
+"I beg you to do so," replied Albert.
+
+"Well, I was but four years old when one night I was
+suddenly awakened by my mother. We were in the palace of
+Yanina; she snatched me from the cushions on which I was
+sleeping, and on opening my eyes I saw hers filled with
+tears. She took me away without speaking. When I saw her
+weeping I began to cry too. `Hush, child!' said she. At
+other times in spite of maternal endearments or threats, I
+had with a child's caprice been accustomed to indulge my
+feelings of sorrow or anger by crying as much as I felt
+inclined; but on this occasion there was an intonation of
+such extreme terror in my mother's voice when she enjoined
+me to silence, that I ceased crying as soon as her command
+was given. She bore me rapidly away.
+
+"I saw then that we were descending a large staircase;
+around us were all my mother's servants carrying trunks,
+bags, ornaments, jewels, purses of gold, with which they
+were hurrying away in the greatest distraction.
+
+"Behind the women came a guard of twenty men armed with long
+guns and pistols, and dressed in the costume which the
+Greeks have assumed since they have again become a nation.
+You may imagine there was something startling and ominous,"
+said Haidee, shaking her head and turning pale at the mere
+remembrance of the scene, "in this long file of slaves and
+women only half-aroused from sleep, or at least so they
+appeared to me, who was myself scarcely awake. Here and
+there on the walls of the staircase, were reflected gigantic
+shadows, which trembled in the flickering light of the
+pine-torches till they seemed to reach to the vaulted roof
+above.
+
+"`Quick!' said a voice at the end of the gallery. This voice
+made every one bow before it, resembling in its effect the
+wind passing over a field of wheat, by its superior strength
+forcing every ear to yield obeisance. As for me, it made me
+tremble. This voice was that of my father. He came last,
+clothed in his splendid robes and holding in his hand the
+carbine which your emperor presented him. He was leaning on
+the shoulder of his favorite Selim, and he drove us all
+before him, as a shepherd would his straggling flock. My
+father," said Haidee, raising her head, "was that
+illustrious man known in Europe under the name of Ali
+Tepelini, pasha of Yanina, and before whom Turkey trembled."
+
+Albert, without knowing why, started on hearing these words
+pronounced with such a haughty and dignified accent; it
+appeared to him as if there was something supernaturally
+gloomy and terrible in the expression which gleamed from the
+brilliant eyes of Haidee at this moment; she appeared like a
+Pythoness evoking a spectre, as she recalled to his mind the
+remembrance of the fearful death of this man, to the news of
+which all Europe had listened with horror. "Soon," said
+Haidee, "we halted on our march, and found ourselves on the
+borders of a lake. My mother pressed me to her throbbing
+heart, and at the distance of a few paces I saw my father,
+who was glancing anxiously around. Four marble steps led
+down to the water's edge, and below them was a boat floating
+on the tide.
+
+"From where we stood I could see in the middle of the lake a
+large blank mass; it was the kiosk to which we were going.
+This kiosk appeared to me to be at a considerable distance,
+perhaps on account of the darkness of the night, which
+prevented any object from being more than partially
+discerned. We stepped into the boat. I remember well that
+the oars made no noise whatever in striking the water, and
+when I leaned over to ascertain the cause I saw that they
+were muffled with the sashes of our Palikares.* Besides the
+rowers, the boat contained only the women, my father,
+mother, Selim, and myself. The Palikares had remained on the
+shore of the lake, ready to cover our retreat; they were
+kneeling on the lowest of the marble steps, and in that
+manner intended making a rampart of the three others, in
+case of pursuit. Our bark flew before the wind. `Why does
+the boat go so fast?' asked I of my mother.
+
+* Greek militiamen in the war for independence. -- Ed.
+
+"`Silence, child! Hush, we are flying!' I did not
+understand. Why should my father fly? -- he, the
+all-powerful -- he, before whom others were accustomed to
+fly -- he, who had taken for his device, `They hate me; then
+they fear me!' It was, indeed, a flight which my father was
+trying to effect. I have been told since that the garrison
+of the castle of Yanina, fatigued with long service" --
+
+Here Haidee cast a significant glance at Monte Cristo, whose
+eyes had been riveted on her countenance during the whole
+course of her narrative. The young girl then continued,
+speaking slowly, like a person who is either inventing or
+suppressing some feature of the history which he is
+relating. "You were saying, signora," said Albert, who was
+paying the most implicit attention to the recital, "that the
+garrison of Yanina, fatigued with long service" --
+
+"Had treated with the Serasker* Koorshid, who had been sent
+by the sultan to gain possession of the person of my father;
+it was then that Ali Tepelini -- after having sent to the
+sultan a French officer in whom he reposed great confidence
+-- resolved to retire to the asylum which he had long before
+prepared for himself, and which he called kataphygion, or
+the refuge."
+
+"And this officer," asked Albert, "do you remember his name,
+signora?" Monte Cristo exchanged a rapid glance with the
+young girl, which was quite unperceived by Albert. "No,"
+said she, "I do not remember it just at this moment; but if
+it should occur to me presently, I will tell you." Albert
+was on the point of pronouncing his father's name, when
+Monte Cristo gently held up his finger in token of reproach;
+the young man recollected his promise, and was silent.
+
+* A Turkish pasha in command of the troops of a province. --
+Ed.
+
+"It was towards this kiosk that we were rowing. A
+ground-floor, ornamented with arabesques, bathing its
+terraces in the water, and another floor, looking on the
+lake, was all which was visible to the eye. But beneath the
+ground-floor, stretching out into the island, was a large
+subterranean cavern, to which my mother, myself, and the
+women were conducted. In this place were together 60,000
+pouches and 200 barrels; the pouches contained 25,000,000 of
+money in gold, and the barrels were filled with 30,000
+pounds of gunpowder.
+
+"Near the barrels stood Selim, my father's favorite, whom I
+mentioned to you just now. He stood watch day and night with
+a lance provided with a lighted slowmatch in his hand, and
+he had orders to blow up everything -- kiosk, guards, women,
+gold, and Ali Tepelini himself -- at the first signal given
+by my father. I remember well that the slaves, convinced of
+the precarious tenure on which they held their lives, passed
+whole days and nights in praying, crying, and groaning. As
+for me, I can never forget the pale complexion and black
+eyes of the young soldier, and whenever the angel of death
+summons me to another world, I am quite sure I shall
+recognize Selim. I cannot tell you how long we remained in
+this state; at that period I did not even know what time
+meant. Sometimes, but very rarely, my father summoned me and
+my mother to the terrace of the palace; these were hours of
+recreation for me, as I never saw anything in the dismal
+cavern but the gloomy countenances of the slaves and Selim's
+fiery lance. My father was endeavoring to pierce with his
+eager looks the remotest verge of the horizon, examining
+attentively every black speck which appeared on the lake,
+while my mother, reclining by his side, rested her head on
+his shoulder, and I played at his feet, admiring everything
+I saw with that unsophisticated innocence of childhood which
+throws a charm round objects insignificant in themselves,
+but which in its eyes are invested with the greatest
+importance. The heights of Pindus towered above us; the
+castle of Yanina rose white and angular from the blue waters
+of the lake, and the immense masses of black vegetation
+which, viewed in the distance, gave the idea of lichens
+clinging to the rocks, were in reality gigantic fir-trees
+and myrtles.
+
+"One morning my father sent for us; my mother had been
+crying all the night, and was very wretched; we found the
+pasha calm, but paler than usual. `Take courage, Vasiliki,'
+said he; `to-day arrives the firman of the master, and my
+fate will be decided. If my pardon be complete, we shall
+return triumphant to Yanina; if the news be inauspicious, we
+must fly this night.' -- `But supposing our enemy should not
+allow us to do so?' said my mother. `Oh, make yourself easy
+on that head,' said Ali, smiling; `Selim and his flaming
+lance will settle that matter. They would be glad to see me
+dead, but they would not like themselves to die with me.'
+
+"My mother only answered by sighs to consolations which she
+knew did not come from my father's heart. She prepared the
+iced water which he was in the habit of constantly drinking,
+-- for since his sojourn at the kiosk he had been parched by
+the most violent fever, -- after which she anointed his
+white beard with perfumed oil, and lighted his chibouque,
+which he sometimes smoked for hours together, quietly
+watching the wreaths of vapor that ascended in spiral clouds
+and gradually melted away in the surrounding atmosphere.
+Presently he made such a sudden movement that I was
+paralyzed with fear. Then, without taking his eyes from the
+object which had first attracted his attention, he asked for
+his telescope. My mother gave it him. and as she did so,
+looked whiter than the marble against which she leaned. I
+saw my father's hand tremble. `A boat! -- two! -- three!'
+murmured my, father; -- `four!' He then arose, seizing his
+arms and priming his pistols. `Vasiliki,' said he to my
+mother, trembling perceptibly, `the instant approaches which
+will decide everything. In the space of half an hour we
+shall know the emperor's answer. Go into the cavern with
+Haidee.' -- `I will not quit you,' said Vasiliki; `if you
+die, my lord, I will die with you.' -- `Go to Selim!' cried
+my father. `Adieu, my lord,' murmured my mother, determining
+quietly to await the approach of death. `Take away
+Vasiliki!' said my father to his Palikares.
+
+"As for me, I had been forgotten in the general confusion; I
+ran toward Ali Tepelini; he saw me hold out my arms to him,
+and he stooped down and pressed my forehead with his lips.
+Oh, how distinctly I remember that kiss! -- it was the last
+he ever gave me, and I feel as if it were still warm on my
+forehead. On descending, we saw through the lattice-work
+several boats which were gradually becoming more distinct to
+our view. At first they appeared like black specks, and now
+they looked like birds skimming the surface of the waves.
+During this time, in the kiosk at my father's feet, were
+seated twenty Palikares, concealed from view by an angle of
+the wall and watching with eager eyes the arrival of the
+boats. They were armed with their long guns inlaid with
+mother-of-pearl and silver, and cartridges in great numbers
+were lying scattered on the floor. My father looked at his
+watch, and paced up and down with a countenance expressive
+of the greatest anguish. This was the scene which presented
+itself to my view as I quitted my father after that last
+kiss. My mother and I traversed the gloomy passage leading
+to the cavern. Selim was still at his post, and smiled sadly
+on us as we entered. We fetched our cushions from the other
+end of the cavern, and sat down by Selim. In great dangers
+the devoted ones cling to each other; and, young as I was, I
+quite understood that some imminent danger was hanging over
+our heads."
+
+Albert had often heard -- not from his father, for he never
+spoke on the subject, but from strangers -- the description
+of the last moments of the vizier of Yanina; he had read
+different accounts of his death, but the story seemed to
+acquire fresh meaning from the voice and expression of the
+young girl, and her sympathetic accent and the melancholy
+expression of her countenance at once charmed and horrified
+him. As to Haidee, these terrible reminiscences seemed to
+have overpowered her for a moment, for she ceased speaking,
+her head leaning on her hand like a beautiful flower bowing
+beneath the violence of the storm; and her eyes gazing on
+vacancy indicated that she was mentally contemplating the
+green summit of the Pindus and the blue waters of the lake
+of Yanina, which, like a magic mirror, seemed to reflect the
+sombre picture which she sketched. Monte Cristo looked at
+her with an indescribable expression of interest and pity.
+
+"Go on," said the count in the Romaic language.
+
+Haidee looked up abruptly, as if the sonorous tones of Monte
+Cristo's voice had awakened her from a dream; and she
+resumed her narrative. "It was about four o'clock in the
+afternoon, and although the day was brilliant out-of-doors,
+we were enveloped in the gloomy darkness of the cavern. One
+single, solitary light was burning there, and it appeared
+like a star set in a heaven of blackness; it was Selim's
+flaming lance. My mother was a Christian, and she prayed.
+Selim repeated from time to time the sacred words: `God is
+great!' However, my mother had still some hope. As she was
+coming down, she thought she recognized the French officer
+who had been sent to Constantinople, and in whom my father
+placed so much confidence; for he knew that all the soldiers
+of the French emperor were naturally noble and generous. She
+advanced some steps towards the staircase, and listened.
+`They are approaching,' said she; `perhaps they bring us
+peace and liberty!' -- `What do you fear, Vasiliki?' said
+Selim, in a voice at once so gentle and yet so proud. `If
+they do not bring us peace, we will give them war; if they
+do not bring life, we will give them death.' And he renewed
+the flame of his lance with a gesture which made one think
+of Dionysus of Crete.* But I, being only a little child, was
+terrified by this undaunted courage, which appeared to me
+both ferocious and senseless, and I recoiled with horror
+from the idea of the frightful death amidst fire and flames
+which probably awaited us.
+
+* The god of fruitfulness in Grecian mythology. In Crete he
+was supposed to be slain in winter with the decay of
+vegetation and to revive in the spring. Haidee's learned
+reference is to the behavior of an actor in the Dionysian
+festivals. -- Ed.
+
+"My mother experienced the same sensations, for I felt her
+tremble. `Mamma, mamma,' said I, `are we really to be
+killed?' And at the sound of my voice the slaves redoubled
+their cries and prayers and lamentations. `My child,' said
+Vasiliki, `may God preserve you from ever wishing for that
+death which to-day you so much dread!' Then, whispering to
+Selim, she asked what were her master's orders. `If he send
+me his poniard, it will signify that the emperor's
+intentions are not favorable, and I am to set fire to the
+powder; if, on the contrary, he send me his ring, it will be
+a sign that the emperor pardons him, and I am to extinguish
+the match and leave the magazine untouched.' -- `My friend,'
+said my mother, `when your master's orders arrive, if it is
+the poniard which he sends, instead of despatching us by
+that horrible death which we both so much dread, you will
+mercifully kill us with this same poniard, will you not?' --
+`Yes, Vasiliki,' replied Selim tranquilly.
+
+"Suddenly we heard loud cries; and, listening, discerned
+that they were cries of joy. The name of the French officer
+who had been sent to Constantinople resounded on all sides
+amongst our Palikares; it was evident that he brought the
+answer of the emperor, and that it was favorable."
+
+"And do you not remember the Frenchman's name?" said
+Morcerf, quite ready to aid the memory of the narrator.
+Monte Cristo made a sign to him to be silent.
+
+"I do not recollect it," said Haidee.
+
+"The noise increased; steps were heard approaching nearer
+and nearer: they were descending the steps leading to the
+cavern. Selim made ready his lance. Soon a figure appeared
+in the gray twilight at the entrance of the cave, formed by
+the reflection of the few rays of daylight which had found
+their way into this gloomy retreat. `Who are you?' cried
+Selim. `But whoever you may be, I charge you not to advance
+another step.' -- `Long live the emperor!' said the figure.
+`He grants a full pardon to the Vizier Ali, and not only
+gives him his life, but restores to him his fortune and his
+possessions.' My mother uttered a cry of joy, and clasped me
+to her bosom. `Stop,' said Selim, seeing that she was about
+to go out; you see I have not yet received the ring,' --
+`True,' said my mother. And she fell on her knees, at the
+same time holding me up towards heaven, as if she desired,
+while praying to God in my behalf, to raise me actually to
+his presence."
+
+And for the second time Haidee stopped, overcome by such
+violent emotion that the perspiration stood upon her pale
+brow, and her stifled voice seemed hardly able to find
+utterance, so parched and dry were her throat and lips.
+Monte Cristo poured a little iced water into a glass, and
+presented it to her, saying with a mildness in which was
+also a shade of command, -- "Courage."
+
+Haidee dried her eyes, and continued: "By this time our
+eyes, habituated to the darkness, had recognized the
+messenger of the pasha, -- it was a friend. Selim had also
+recognized him, but the brave young man only acknowledged
+one duty, which was to obey. `In whose name do you come?'
+said he to him. `I come in the name of our master, Ali
+Tepelini.' -- `If you come from Ali himself,' said Selim,
+`you know what you were charged to remit to me?' -- `Yes,'
+said the messenger, `and I bring you his ring.' At these
+words he raised his hand above his head, to show the token;
+but it was too far off, and there was not light enough to
+enable Selim, where he was standing, to distinguish and
+recognize the object presented to his view. `I do not see
+what you have in your hand,' said Selim. `Approach then,'
+said the messenger, `or I will come nearer to you, if you
+prefer it.' -- `I will agree to neither one nor the other,'
+replied the young soldier; `place the object which I desire
+to see in the ray of light which shines there, and retire
+while I examine it.' -- `Be it so,' said the envoy; and he
+retired, after having first deposited the token agreed on in
+the place pointed out to him by Selim.
+
+"Oh, how our hearts palpitated; for it did, indeed, seem to
+be a ring which was placed there. But was it my father's
+ring? that was the question. Selim, still holding in his
+hand the lighted match, walked towards the opening in the
+cavern, and, aided by the faint light which streamed in
+through the mouth of the cave, picked up the token.
+
+"`It is well,' said he, kissing it; `it is my master's
+ring!' And throwing the match on the ground, he trampled on
+it and extinguished it. The messenger uttered a cry of joy
+and clapped his hands. At this signal four soldiers of the
+Serasker Koorshid suddenly appeared, and Selim fell, pierced
+by five blows. Each man had stabbed him separately, and,
+intoxicated by their crime, though still pale with fear,
+they sought all over the cavern to discover if there was any
+fear of fire, after which they amused themselves by rolling
+on the bags of gold. At this moment my mother seized me in
+her arms, and hurrying noiselessly along numerous turnings
+and windings known only to ourselves, she arrived at a
+private staircase of the kiosk, where was a scene of
+frightful tumult and confusion. The lower rooms were
+entirely filled with Koorshid's troops; that is to say, with
+our enemies. Just as my mother was on the point of pushing
+open a small door, we heard the voice of the pasha sounding
+in a loud and threatening tone. My mother applied her eye to
+the crack between the boards; I luckily found a small
+opening which afforded me a view of the apartment and what
+was passing within. `What do you want?' said my father to
+some people who were holding a paper inscribed with
+characters of gold. `What we want,' replied one, `is to
+communicate to you the will of his highness. Do you see this
+firman?' -- `I do,' said my father. `Well, read it; he
+demands your head.'
+
+"My father answered with a loud laugh, which was more
+frightful than even threats would have been, and he had not
+ceased when two reports of a pistol were heard; he had fired
+them himself, and had killed two men. The Palikares, who
+were prostrated at my father's feet, now sprang up and
+fired, and the room was filled with fire and smoke. At the
+same instant the firing began on the other side, and the
+balls penetrated the boards all round us. Oh, how noble did
+the grand vizier my father look at that moment, in the midst
+of the flying bullets, his scimitar in his hand, and his
+face blackened with the powder of his enemies! and how he
+terrified them, even then, and made them fly before him!
+`Selim, Selim!' cried he, `guardian of the fire, do your
+duty!' -- `Selim is dead,' replied a voice which seemed to
+come from the depths of the earth, `and you are lost, Ali!'
+At the same moment an explosion was heard, and the flooring
+of the room in which my father was sitting was suddenly torn
+up and shivered to atoms -- the troops were firing from
+underneath. Three or four Palikares fell with their bodies
+literally ploughed with wounds.
+
+"My father howled aloud, plunged his fingers into the holes
+which the balls had made, and tore up one of the planks
+entire. But immediately through this opening twenty more
+shots were fired, and the flame, rushing up like fire from
+the crater of a volcano, soon reached the tapestry, which it
+quickly devoured. In the midst of all this frightful tumult
+and these terrific cries, two reports, fearfully distinct,
+followed by two shrieks more heartrending than all, froze me
+with terror. These two shots had mortally wounded my father,
+and it was he who had given utterance to these frightful
+cries. However, he remained standing, clinging to a window.
+My mother tried to force the door, that she might go and die
+with him, but it was fastened on the inside. All around him
+were lying the Palikares, writhing in convulsive agonies,
+while two or three who were only slightly wounded were
+trying to escape by springing from the windows. At this
+crisis the whole flooring suddenly gave way. my father fell
+on one knee, and at the same moment twenty hands were thrust
+forth, armed with sabres, pistols, and poniards -- twenty
+blows were instantaneously directed against one man, and my
+father disappeared in a whirlwind of fire and smoke kindled
+by these demons, and which seemed like hell itself opening
+beneath his feet. I felt myself fall to the ground, my
+mother had fainted."
+
+Haidee's arms fell by her side, and she uttered a deep
+groan, at the same time looking towards the count as if to
+ask if he were satisfied with her obedience to his commands.
+Monte Cristo arose and approached her, took her hand, and
+said to her in Romaic, "Calm yourself, my dear child, and
+take courage in remembering that there is a God who will
+punish traitors."
+
+"It is a frightful story, count," said Albert, terrified at
+the paleness of Haidee's countenance, "and I reproach myself
+now for having been so cruel and thoughtless in my request."
+
+"Oh, it is nothing," said Monte Cristo. Then, patting the
+young girl on the head, he continued, "Haidee is very
+courageous, and she sometimes even finds consolation in the
+recital of her misfortunes."
+
+"Because, my lord." said Haidee eagerly, "my miseries recall
+to me the remembrance of your goodness."
+
+Albert looked at her with curiosity, for she had not yet
+related what he most desired to know, -- how she had become
+the slave of the count. Haidee saw at a glance the same
+expression pervading the countenances of her two auditors;
+she exclaimed, `When my mother recovered her senses we were
+before the serasker. `Kill,' said she, `but spare the honor
+of the widow of Ali.' -- `It is not to me to whom you must
+address yourself,' said Koorshid.
+
+"`To whom, then?' -- `To your new master.'
+
+"`Who and where is he?' -- `He is here.'
+
+"And Koorshid pointed out one who had more than any
+contributed to the death of my father," said Haidee, in a
+tone of chastened anger. "Then," said Albert, "you became
+the property of this man?"
+
+"No," replied Haidee, "he did not dare to keep us, so we
+were sold to some slave-merchants who were going to
+Constantinople. We traversed Greece, and arrived half dead
+at the imperial gates. They were surrounded by a crowd of
+people, who opened a way for us to pass, when suddenly my
+mother, having looked closely at an object which was
+attracting their attention, uttered a piercing cry and fell
+to the ground, pointing as she did so to a head which was
+placed over the gates, and beneath which were inscribed
+these words:
+
+"`This is the head of Ali Tepelini Pasha of Yanina.' I cried
+bitterly, and tried to raise my mother from the earth, but
+she was dead! I was taken to the slave-market, and was
+purchased by a rich Armenian. He caused me to be instructed,
+gave me masters, and when I was thirteen years of age he
+sold me to the Sultan Mahmood."
+
+"Of whom I bought her," said Monte Cristo, "as I told you,
+Albert, with the emerald which formed a match to the one I
+had made into a box for the purpose of holding my hashish
+pills."
+
+"Oh, you are good, you are great, my lord!" said Haidee,
+kissing the count's hand, "and I am very fortunate in
+belonging to such a master!" Albert remained quite
+bewildered with all that he had seen and heard. "Come,
+finish your cup of coffee," said Monte Cristo; "the history
+is ended."
+
+
+
+Chapter 78
+We hear From Yanina.
+
+If Valentine could have seen the trembling step and agitated
+countenance of Franz when he quitted the chamber of M.
+Noirtier, even she would have been constrained to pity him.
+Villefort had only just given utterance to a few incoherent
+sentences, and then retired to his study, where he received
+about two hours afterwards the following letter: --
+
+"After all the disclosures which were made this morning, M.
+Noirtier de Villefort must see the utter impossibility of
+any alliance being formed between his family and that of M.
+Franz d'Epinay. M. d'Epinay must say that he is shocked and
+astonished that M. de Villefort, who appeared to be aware of
+all the circumstances detailed this morning, should not have
+anticipated him in this announcement."
+
+No one who had seen the magistrate at this moment, so
+thoroughly unnerved by the recent inauspicious combination
+of circumstances, would have supposed for an instant that he
+had anticipated the annoyance; although it certainly never
+had occurred to him that his father would carry candor, or
+rather rudeness, so far as to relate such a history. And in
+justice to Villefort, it must be understood that M.
+Noirtier, who never cared for the opinion of his son on any
+subject, had always omitted to explain the affair to
+Villefort, so that he had all his life entertained the
+belief that General de Quesnel, or the Baron d'Epinay, as he
+was alternately styled, according as the speaker wished to
+identify him by his own family name, or by the title which
+had been conferred on him, fell the victim of assassination,
+and not that he was killed fairly in a duel. This harsh
+letter, coming as it did from a man generally so polite and
+respectful, struck a mortal blow at the pride of Villefort.
+Hardly had he read the letter, when his wife entered. The
+sudden departure of Franz, after being summoned by M.
+Noirtier, had so much astonished every one, that the
+position of Madame de Villefort, left alone with the notary
+and the witnesses, became every moment more embarrassing.
+Determined to bear it no longer, she arose and left the
+room; saying she would go and make some inquiries into the
+cause of his sudden disappearance.
+
+M. de Villefort's communications on the subject were very
+limited and concise; he told her, in fact, that an
+explanation had taken place between M. Noirtier, M.
+d'Epinay, and himself, and that the marriage of Valentine
+and Franz would consequently be broken off. This was an
+awkward and unpleasant thing to have to report to those who
+were awaiting her return in the chamber of her
+father-in-law. She therefore contented herself with saying
+that M. Noirtier having at the commencement of the
+discussion been attacked by a sort of apoplectic fit, the
+affair would necessarily be deferred for some days longer.
+This news, false as it was following so singularly in the
+train of the two similar misfortunes which had so recently
+occurred, evidently astonished the auditors, and they
+retired without a word. During this time Valentine, at once
+terrified and happy, after having embraced and thanked the
+feeble old man for thus breaking with a single blow the
+chain which she had been accustomed to consider as
+irrefragable, asked leave to retire to her own room, in
+order to recover her composure. Noirtier looked the
+permission which she solicited. But instead of going to her
+own room, Valentine, having once gained her liberty, entered
+the gallery, and, opening a small door at the end of it.
+found herself at once in the garden.
+
+In the midst of all the strange events which had crowded one
+on the other, an indefinable sentiment of dread had taken
+possession of Valentine's mind. She expected every moment
+that she should see Morrel appear, pale and trembling, to
+forbid the signing of the contract, like the Laird of
+Ravenswood in "The Bride of Lammermoor." It was high time
+for her to make her appearance at the gate, for Maximilian
+had long awaited her coming. He had half guessed what was
+going on when he saw Franz quit the cemetery with M. de
+Villefort. He followed M. d'Epinay, saw him enter,
+afterwards go out, and then re-enter with Albert and
+Chateau-Renaud. He had no longer any doubts as to the nature
+of the conference; he therefore quickly went to the gate in
+the clover-patch, prepared to hear the result of the
+proceedings, and very certain that Valentine would hasten to
+him the first moment she should he set at liberty. He was
+not mistaken; peering through the crevices of the wooden
+partition, he soon discovered the young girl, who cast aside
+all her usual precautions and walked at once to the barrier.
+The first glance which Maximilian directed towards her
+entirely reassured him, and the first words she spoke made
+his heart bound with delight.
+
+"We are saved!" said Valentine. "Saved?" repeated Morrel,
+not being able to conceive such intense happiness; "by
+whom?"
+
+"By my grandfather. Oh, Morrel, pray love him for all his
+goodness to us!" Morrel swore to love him with all his soul;
+and at that moment he could safely promise to do so, for he
+felt as though it were not enough to love him merely as a
+friend or even as a father. "But tell me, Valentine, how has
+it all been effected? What strange means has he used to
+compass this blessed end?"
+
+Valentine was on the point of relating all that had passed,
+but she suddenly remembered that in doing so she must reveal
+a terrible secret which concerned others as well as her
+grandfather, and she said, "At some future time I will tell
+you all about it."
+
+"But when will that be?"
+
+"When I am your wife."
+
+The conversation had now turned upon a topic so pleasing to
+Morrel, that he was ready to accede to anything that
+Valentine thought fit to propose, and he likewise felt that
+a piece of intelligence such as he just heard ought to be
+more than sufficient to content him for one day. However, he
+would not leave without the promise of seeing Valentine
+again the next night. Valentine promised all that Morrel
+required of her, and certainly it was less difficult now for
+her to believe that she should marry Maximilian than it was
+an hour ago to assure herself that she should not marry
+Franz. During the time occupied by the interview we have
+just detailed, Madame de Villefort had gone to visit M.
+Noirtier. The old man looked at her with that stern and
+forbidding expression with which he was accustomed to
+receive her.
+
+"Sir," said she, "it is superfluous for me to tell you that
+Valentine's marriage is broken off, since it was here that
+the affair was concluded." Noirtier's countenance remained
+immovable. "But one thing I can tell you, of which I do not
+think you are aware; that is, that I have always been
+opposed to this marriage, and that the contract was entered
+into entirely without my consent or approbation." Noirtier
+regarded his daughter-in-law with the look of a man desiring
+an explanation. "Now that this marriage, which I know you so
+much disliked, is done away with, I come to you on an errand
+which neither M. de Villefort nor Valentine could
+consistently undertake." Noirtier's eyes demanded the nature
+of her mission. "I come to entreat you, sir," continued
+Madame de Villefort, "as the only one who has the right of
+doing so, inasmuch as I am the only one who will receive no
+personal benefit from the transaction, -- I come to entreat
+you to restore, not your love, for that she has always
+possessed, but to restore your fortune to your
+granddaughter."
+
+There was a doubtful expression in Noirtier's eyes; he was
+evidently trying to discover the motive of this proceeding,
+and he could not succeed in doing so. "May I hope, sir,"
+said Madame de Villefort, "that your intentions accord with
+my request?" Noirtier made a sign that they did. "In that
+case, sir," rejoined Madame de Villefort, "I will leave you
+overwhelmed with gratitude and happiness at your prompt
+acquiescence to my wishes." She then bowed to M. Noirtier
+and retired.
+
+The next day M. Noirtier sent for the notary; the first will
+was torn up and a second made, in which he left the whole of
+his fortune to Valentine, on condition that she should never
+be separated from him. It was then generally reported that
+Mademoiselle de Villefort, the heiress of the marquis and
+marchioness of Saint-Meran, had regained the good graces of
+her grandfather, and that she would ultimately be in
+possession of an income of 300,000 livres.
+
+While all the proceedings relative to the dissolution of the
+marriage-contract were being carried on at the house of M.
+de Villefort, Monte Cristo had paid his visit to the Count
+of Morcerf, who, in order to lose no time in responding to
+M. Danglars' wishes, and at the same time to pay all due
+deference to his position in society, donned his uniform of
+lieutenant-general, which he ornamented with all his
+crosses, and thus attired, ordered his finest horses and
+drove to the Rue de la Chausse d'Antin.
+
+Danglars was balancing his monthly accounts, and it was
+perhaps not the most favorable moment for finding him in his
+best humor. At the first sight of his old friend, Danglars
+assumed his majestic air, and settled himself in his
+easy-chair. Morcerf, usually so stiff and formal, accosted
+the banker in an affable and smiling manner, and, feeling
+sure that the overture he was about make would be well
+received, he did not consider it necessary to adopt any
+manoeuvres in order to gain his end, but went at once
+straight to the point.
+
+"Well, baron," said he, "here I am at last; some time has
+elapsed since our plans were formed, and they are not yet
+executed." Morcerf paused at these words, quietly waiting
+till the cloud should have dispersed which had gathered on
+the brow of Danglars, and which he attributed to his
+silence; but, on the contrary, to his great surprise, it
+grew darker and darker. "To what do you allude, monsieur?"
+said Danglars; as if he were trying in vain to guess at the
+possible meaning of the general's words.
+
+"Ah," said Morcerf, "I see you are a stickler for forms, my
+dear sir, and you would remind me that the ceremonial rites
+should not be omitted. Ma foi, I beg your pardon, but as I
+have but one son, and it is the first time I have ever
+thought of marrying him, I am still serving my
+apprenticeship, you know; come, I will reform." And Morcerf
+with a forced smile arose, and, making a low bow to M.
+Danglars, said: "Baron, I have the honor of asking of you
+the hand of Mademoiselle Eugenie Danglars for my son, the
+Vicomte Albert de Morcerf."
+
+But Danglars, instead of receiving this address in the
+favorable manner which Morcerf had expected, knit his brow,
+and without inviting the count, who was still standing, to
+take a seat. he said: "Monsieur, it will be necessary to
+reflect before I give you an answer."
+
+"To reflect?" said Morcerf, more and more astonished; "have
+you not had enough time for reflection during the eight
+years which have elapsed since this marriage was first
+discussed between us?"
+
+"Count," said the banker, "things are constantly occurring
+in the world to induce us to lay aside our most established
+opinions, or at all events to cause us to remodel them
+according to the change of circumstances, which may have
+placed affairs in a totally different light to that in which
+we at first viewed them."
+
+"I do not understand you, baron," said Morcerf.
+
+"What I mean to say is this, sir, -- that during the last
+fortnight unforeseen circumstances have occurred" --
+
+"Excuse me," said Morcerf, "but is it a play we are acting?"
+
+"A play?"
+
+"Yes, for it is like one; pray let us come more to the
+point, and endeavor thoroughly to understand each other."
+
+"That is quite my desire."
+
+"You have seen M. de Monte Cristo have you not?"
+
+"I see him very often," said Danglars, drawing himself up;
+"he is a particular friend of mine."
+
+"Well, in one of your late conversations with him, you said
+that I appeared to be forgetful and irresolute concerning
+this marriage, did you not?"
+
+"I did say so."
+
+"Well, here I am, proving at once that I am really neither
+the one nor the other, by entreating you to keep your
+promise on that score."
+
+Danglars did not answer. "Have you so soon changed your
+mind," added Morcerf, "or have you only provoked my request
+that you may have the pleasure of seeing me humbled?"
+Danglars, seeing that if he continued the conversation in
+the same tone in which he had begun it, the whole thing
+might turn out to his own disadvantage, turned to Morcerf,
+and said: "Count, you must doubtless be surprised at my
+reserve, and I assure you it costs me much to act in such a
+manner towards you; but, believe me when I say that
+imperative necessity has imposed the painful task upon me."
+
+"These are all so many empty words, my dear sir," said
+Morcerf: "they might satisfy a new acquaintance, but the
+Comte de Morcerf does not rank in that list; and when a man
+like him comes to another, recalls to him his plighted word,
+and this man fails to redeem the pledge, he has at least a
+right to exact from him a good reason for so doing."
+Danglars was a coward, but did not wish to appear so; he was
+piqued at the tone which Morcerf had just assumed. "I am not
+without a good reason for my conduct," replied the banker.
+
+"What do you mean to say?"
+
+"I mean to say that I have a good reason, but that it is
+difficult to explain."
+
+"You must be aware, at all events, that it is impossible for
+me to understand motives before they are explained to me;
+but one thing at least is clear, which is, that you decline
+allying yourself with my family."
+
+"No, sir," said Danglars; "I merely suspend my decision,
+that is all."
+
+"And do you really flatter yourself that I shall yield to
+all your caprices, and quietly and humbly await the time of
+again being received into your good graces?"
+
+"Then, count, if you will not wait, we must look upon these
+projects as if they had never been entertained." The count
+bit his lips till the blood almost started, to prevent the
+ebullition of anger which his proud and irritable temper
+scarcely allowed him to restrain; understanding, however,
+that in the present state of things the laugh would
+decidedly be against him, he turned from the door, towards
+which he had been directing his steps, and again confronted
+the banker. A cloud settled on his brow, evincing decided
+anxiety and uneasiness, instead of the expression of
+offended pride which had lately reigned there. "My dear
+Danglars," said Morcerf, "we have been acquainted for many
+years, and consequently we ought to make some allowance for
+each other's failings. You owe me an explanation, and really
+it is but fair that I should know what circumstance has
+occurred to deprive my son of your favor."
+
+"It is from no personal ill-feeling towards the viscount,
+that is all I can say, sir," replied Danglars, who resumed
+his insolent manner as soon as he perceived that Morcerf was
+a little softened and calmed down. "And towards whom do you
+bear this personal ill-feeling, then?" said Morcerf, turning
+pale with anger. The expression of the count's face had not
+remained unperceived by the banker; he fixed on him a look
+of greater assurance than before, and said: "You may,
+perhaps, be better satisfied that I should not go farther
+into particulars."
+
+A tremor of suppressed rage shook the whole frame of the
+count, and making a violent effort over himself, he said: "I
+have a right to insist on your giving me an explanation. Is
+it Madame de Morcerf who has displeased you? Is it my
+fortune which you find insufficient? Is it because my
+opinions differ from yours?"
+
+"Nothing of the kind, sir," replied Danglars: "if such had
+been the case, I only should have been to blame, inasmuch as
+I was aware of all these things when I made the engagement.
+No, do not seek any longer to discover the reason. I really
+am quite ashamed to have been the cause of your undergoing
+such severe self-examination; let us drop the subject, and
+adopt the middle course of delay, which implies neither a
+rupture nor an engagement. Ma foi, there is no hurry. My
+daughter is only seventeen years old, and your son
+twenty-one. While we wait, time will be progressing, events
+will succeed each other; things which in the evening look
+dark and obscure, appear but too clearly in the light of
+morning, and sometimes the utterance of one word, or the
+lapse of a single day, will reveal the most cruel
+calumnies."
+
+"Calumnies, did you say, sir?" cried Morcerf, turning livid
+with rage. "Does any one dare to slander me?"
+
+"Monsieur, I told you that I considered it best to avoid all
+explanation."
+
+"Then, sir, I am patiently to submit to your refusal?"
+
+"Yes, sir, although I assure you the refusal is as painful
+for me to give as it is for you to receive, for I had
+reckoned on the honor of your alliance, and the breaking off
+of a marriage contract always injures the lady more than the
+gentleman."
+
+"Enough, sir," said Morcerf, "we will speak no more on the
+subject." And clutching his gloves in anger, he left the
+apartment. Danglars observed that during the whole
+conversation Morcerf had never once dared to ask if it was
+on his own account that Danglars recalled his word. That
+evening he had a long conference with several friends; and
+M. Cavalcanti, who had remained in the drawing-room with the
+ladies, was the last to leave the banker's house.
+
+The next morning, as soon as he awoke, Danglars asked for
+the newspapers; they were brought to him; he laid aside
+three or four, and at last fixed on the Impartial, the paper
+of which Beauchamp was the chief editor. He hastily tore off
+the cover, opened the journal with nervous precipitation,
+passed contemptuously over the Paris jottings, and arriving
+at the miscellaneous intelligence, stopped with a malicious
+smile, at a paragraph headed "We hear from Yanina." "Very
+good," observed Danglars, after having read the paragraph;
+"here is a little article on Colonel Fernand, which, if I am
+not mistaken, would render the explanation which the Comte
+de Morcerf required of me perfectly unnecessary."
+
+At the same moment, that is, at nine o'clock in the morning,
+Albert de Morcerf, dressed in a black coat buttoned up to
+his chin, might have been seen walking with a quick and
+agitated step in the direction of Monte Cristo's house in
+the Champs Elysees. When he presented himself at the gate
+the porter informed him that the Count had gone out about
+half an hour previously. "Did he take Baptistin with him?"
+
+"No, my lord."
+
+"Call him, then; I wish to speak to him." The concierge went
+to seek the valet de chambre, and returned with him in an
+instant.
+
+"My good friend," said Albert, "I beg pardon for my
+intrusion, but I was anxious to know from your own mouth if
+your master was really out or not."
+
+"He is really out, sir," replied Baptistin.
+
+"Out, even to me?"
+
+"I know how happy my master always is to receive the
+vicomte," said Baptistin; "and I should therefore never
+think of including him in any general order."
+
+"You are right; and now I wish to see him on an affair of
+great importance. Do you think it will be long before he
+comes in?"
+
+"No, I think not, for he ordered his breakfast at ten
+o'clock."
+
+"Well, I will go and take a turn in the Champs Elysees, and
+at ten o'clock I will return here; meanwhile, if the count
+should come in, will you beg him not to go out again without
+seeing me?"
+
+"You may depend on my doing so, sir," said Baptistin.
+
+Albert left the cab in which he had come at the count's
+door, intending to take a turn on foot. As he was passing
+the Allee des Veuves, he thought he saw the count's horses
+standing at Gosset's shooting-gallery; he approached, and
+soon recognized the coachman. "Is the count shooting in the
+gallery?" said Morcerf.
+
+"Yes, sir," replied the coachman. While he was speaking,
+Albert had heard the report of two or three pistol-shots. He
+entered, and on his way met the waiter. "Excuse me, my
+lord," said the lad; "but will you have the kindness to wait
+a moment?"
+
+"What for, Philip?" asked Albert, who, being a constant
+visitor there, did not understand this opposition to his
+entrance.
+
+"Because the person who is now in the gallery prefers being
+alone, and never practices in the presence of any one."
+
+"Not even before you, Philip? Then who loads his pistol?"
+
+"His servant."
+
+"A Nubian?"
+
+"A negro."
+
+"It is he, then."
+
+"Do you know this gentleman?"
+
+"Yes, and I am come to look for him; he is a friend of
+mine."
+
+"Oh, that is quite another thing, then. I will go
+immediately and inform him of your arrival." And Philip,
+urged by his own curiosity, entered the gallery; a second
+afterwards, Monte Cristo appeared on the threshold. "I ask
+your pardon, my dear count," said Albert, "for following you
+here, and I must first tell you that it was not the fault of
+your servants that I did so; I alone am to blame for the
+indiscretion. I went to your house, and they told me you
+were out, but that they expected you home at ten o'clock to
+breakfast. I was walking about in order to pass away the
+time till ten o'clock, when I caught sight of your carriage
+and horses."
+
+"What you have just said induces me to hope that you intend
+breakfasting with me."
+
+"No, thank you, I am thinking of other things besides
+breakfast just now; perhaps we may take that meal at a later
+hour and in worse company."
+
+"What on earth are you talking of?"
+
+"I am to fight to-day."
+
+"For what?"
+
+"I am going to fight" --
+
+"Yes, I understand that, but what is the quarrel? People
+fight for all sorts of reasons, you know."-
+
+"I fight in the cause of honor."
+
+"Ah, that is something serious."
+
+"So serious, that I come to beg you to render me a service."
+
+"What is it?"
+
+"To be my second."
+
+"That is a serious matter, and we will not discuss it here;
+let us speak of nothing till we get home. Ali, bring me some
+water." The count turned up his sleeves, and passed into the
+little vestibule where the gentlemen were accustomed to wash
+their hands after shooting. "Come in, my lord," said Philip
+in a low tone, "and I will show you something droll."
+Morcerf entered, and in place of the usual target, he saw
+some playing-cards fixed against the wall. At a distance
+Albert thought it was a complete suit, for he counted from
+the ace to the ten. "Ah, ha," said Albert, "I see you were
+preparing for a game of cards."
+
+"No," said the count, "I was making a suit."
+
+"How?" said Albert.
+
+"Those are really aces and twos which you see, but my shots
+have turned them into threes, fives, sevens, eights, nines,
+and tens." Albert approached. In fact, the bullets had
+actually pierced the cards in the exact places which the
+painted signs would otherwise have occupied, the lines and
+distances being as regularly kept as if they had been ruled
+with pencil. "Diable," said Morcerf.
+
+"What would you have, my dear viscount?" said Monte Cristo,
+wiping his hands on the towel which Ali had brought him; "I
+must occupy my leisure moments in some way or other. But
+come, I am waiting for you." Both men entered Monte Cristo's
+carriage, which in the course of a few minutes deposited
+them safely at No. 30. Monte Cristo took Albert into his
+study, and pointing to a seat, placed another for himself.
+"Now let us talk the matter over quietly," said the count.
+
+"You see I am perfectly composed," said Albert.
+
+"With whom are you going to fight?"
+
+"With Beauchamp."
+
+"One of your friends!"
+
+"Of course; it is always with friends that one fights."
+
+"I suppose you have some cause of quarrel?"
+
+"I have."
+
+"What has he done to you?"
+
+"There appeared in his journal last night -- but wait, and
+read for yourself." And Albert handed over the paper to the
+count, who read as follows: --
+
+"A correspondent at Yanina informs us of a fact of which
+until now we had remained in ignorance. The castle which
+formed the protection of the town was given up to the Turks
+by a French officer named Fernand, in whom the grand vizier,
+Ali Tepelini, had reposed the greatest confidence."
+
+"Well," said Monte Cristo, "what do you see in that to annoy
+you?"
+
+"What do I see in it?"
+
+"Yes; what does it signify to you if the castle of Yanina
+was given up by a French officer?"
+
+"It signifies to my father, the Count of Morcerf, whose
+Christian name is Fernand!"
+
+"Did your father serve under Ali Pasha?"
+
+"Yes; that is to say, he fought for the independence of the
+Greeks, and hence arises the calumny."
+
+"Oh, my dear viscount, do talk reason!"
+
+"I do not desire to do otherwise."
+
+"Now, just tell me who the devil should know in France that
+the officer Fernand and the Count of Morcerf are one and the
+same person? and who cares now about Yanina, which was taken
+as long ago as the year 1822 or 1823?"
+
+"That just shows the meanness of this slander. They have
+allowed all this time to elapse, and then all of a sudden
+rake up events which have been forgotten to furnish
+materials for scandal, in order to tarnish the lustre of our
+high position. I inherit my father's name, and I do not
+choose that the shadow of disgrace should darken it. I am
+going to Beauchamp, in whose journal this paragraph appears,
+and I shall insist on his retracting the assertion before
+two witnesses."
+
+"Beauchamp will never retract."
+
+"Then he must fight."
+
+"No he will not, for he will tell you, what is very true,
+that perhaps there were fifty officers in the Greek army
+bearing the same name."
+
+"We will fight, nevertheless. I will efface that blot on my
+father's character. My father, who was such a brave soldier,
+whose career was so brilliant" --
+
+"Oh, well, he will add, `We are warranted in believing that
+this Fernand is not the illustrious Count of Morcerf, who
+also bears the same Christian name.'"
+
+"I am determined not to be content with anything short of an
+entire retractation."
+
+"And you intend to make him do it in the presence of two
+witnesses, do you?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"You do wrong."
+
+"Which means, I suppose, that you refuse the service which I
+asked of you?"
+
+"You know my theory regarding duels; I told you my opinion
+on that subject, if you remember, when we were at Rome."
+
+"Nevertheless, my dear count, I found you this morning
+engaged in an occupation but little consistent with the
+notions you profess to entertain."
+
+"Because, my dear fellow, you understand one must never be
+eccentric. If one's lot is cast among fools, it is necessary
+to study folly. I shall perhaps find myself one day called
+out by some harebrained scamp, who has no more real cause of
+quarrel with me than you have with Beauchamp; he may take me
+to task for some foolish trifle or other, he will bring his
+witnesses, or will insult me in some public place, and I am
+expected to kill him for all that."
+
+"You admit that you would fight, then? Well, if so, why do
+you object to my doing so?"
+
+"I do not say that you ought not to fight, I only say that a
+duel is a serious thing, and ought not to be undertaken
+without due reflection."
+
+"Did he reflect before he insulted my father?"
+
+"If he spoke hastily, and owns that he did so, you ought to
+be satisfied."
+
+"Ah, my dear count, you are far too indulgent."
+
+"And you are far too exacting. Supposing, for instance, and
+do not be angry at what I am going to say" --
+
+"Well."
+
+"Supposing the assertion to be really true?"
+
+"A son ought not to submit to such a stain on his father's
+honor."
+
+"Ma foi, we live in times when there is much to which we
+must submit."
+
+"That is precisely the fault of the age."
+
+"And do you undertake to reform it?"
+
+"Yes, as far as I am personally concerned."
+
+"Well, you the indeed exacting, my dear fellow!"
+
+"Yes, I own it."
+
+"Are you quite impervious to good advice?"
+
+"Not when it comes from a friend."
+
+"And do you account me that title?"
+
+"Certainly I do."
+
+"Well, then, before going to Beauchamp with your witnesses,
+seek further information on the subject."
+
+"From whom?"
+
+"From Haidee."
+
+"Why, what can be the use of mixing a woman up in the
+affair? -- what can she do in it?"
+
+"She can declare to you, for example, that your father had
+no hand whatever in the defeat and death of the vizier; or
+if by chance he had, indeed, the misfortune to" --
+
+"I have told you, my dear count, that I would not for one
+moment admit of such a proposition."
+
+"You reject this means of information, then?"
+
+"I do -- most decidedly."
+
+"Then let me offer one more word of advice."
+
+"Do so, then, but let it be the last."
+
+"You do not wish to hear it, perhaps?"
+
+"On the contrary, I request it."
+
+"Do not take any witnesses with you when you go to Beauchamp
+-- visit him alone."
+
+"That would be contrary to all custom."
+
+"Your case is not an ordinary one."
+
+"And what is your reason for advising me to go alone?"
+
+"Because then the affair will rest between you and
+Beauchamp."
+
+"Explain yourself."
+
+"I will do so. If Beauchamp be disposed to retract, you
+ought at least to give him the opportunity of doing it of
+his own free will, -- the satisfaction to you will be the
+same. If, on the contrary, he refuses to do so, it will then
+be quite time enough to admit two strangers into your
+secret."
+
+"They will not be strangers, they will be friends."
+
+"Ah, but the friends of to-day are the enemies of to-morrow;
+Beauchamp, for instance."
+
+"So you recommend" --
+
+"I recommend you to be prudent."
+
+"Then you advise me to go alone to Beauchamp?"
+
+"I do, and I will tell you why. When you wish to obtain some
+concession from a man's self-love, you must avoid even the
+appearance of wishing to wound it."
+
+"I believe you are right."
+
+"I am glad of it."
+
+"Then I will go alone."
+
+"Go; but you would do better still by not going at all."
+
+"That is impossible."
+
+"Do so, then; it will be a wiser plan than the first which
+you proposed."
+
+"But if, in spite of all my precautions, I am at last
+obliged to fight, will you not be my second?"
+
+"My dear viscount," said Monte Cristo gravely, "you must
+have seen before to-day that at all times and in all places
+I have been at your disposal, but the service which you have
+just demanded of me is one which it is out of my power to
+render you."
+
+"Why?"
+
+"Perhaps you may know at some future period, and in the mean
+time I request you to excuse my declining to put you in
+possession of my reasons."
+
+"Well, I will have Franz and Chateau-Renaud; they will be
+the very men for it."
+
+"Do so, then."
+
+"But if I do fight, you will surely not object to giving me
+a lesson or two in shooting and fencing?"
+
+"That, too, is impossible."
+
+"What a singular being you are! -- you will not interfere in
+anything."
+
+"You are right -- that is the principle on which I wish to
+act."
+
+"We will say no more about it, then. Good-by, count."
+Morcerf took his hat, and left the room. He found his
+carriage at the door, and doing his utmost to restrain his
+anger he went at once to find Beauchamp, who was in his
+office. It was a gloomy, dusty-looking apartment, such as
+journalists' offices have always been from time immemorial.
+The servant announced M. Albert de Morcerf. Beauchamp
+repeated the name to himself, as though he could scarcely
+believe that he had heard aright, and then gave orders for
+him to be admitted. Albert entered. Beauchamp uttered an
+exclamation of surprise on seeing his friend leap over and
+trample under foot all the newspapers which were strewed
+about the room. "This way, this way, my dear Albert!" said
+he, holding out his hand to the young man. "Are you out of
+your senses, or do you come peaceably to take breakfast with
+me? Try and find a seat -- there is one by that geranium,
+which is the only thing in the room to remind me that there
+are other leaves in the world besides leaves of paper."
+
+"Beauchamp," said Albert, "it is of your journal that I come
+to speak."
+
+"Indeed? What do you wish to say about it?"
+
+"I desire that a statement contained in it should be
+rectified."
+
+"To what do you refer? But pray sit down."
+
+"Thank you," said Albert, with a cold and formal bow.
+
+"Will you now have the kindness to explain the nature of the
+statement which has displeased you?"
+
+"An announcement has been made which implicates the honor of
+a member of my family."
+
+"What is it?" said Beauchamp, much surprised; "surely you
+must be mistaken."
+
+"The story sent you from Yanina."
+
+"Yanina?"
+
+"Yes; really you appear to be totally ignorant of the cause
+which brings me here."
+
+"Such is really the case, I assure you, upon my honor!
+Baptiste, give me yesterday's paper," cried Beauchamp.
+
+"Here, I have brought mine with me," replied Albert.
+
+Beauchamp took the paper, and read the article to which
+Albert pointed in an undertone. "You see it is a serious
+annoyance," said Morcerf, when Beauchamp had finished the
+perusal of the paragraph. "Is the officer referred to a
+relation of yours, then?" demanded the journalist.
+
+"Yes," said Albert, blushing.
+
+"Well, what do you wish me to do for you?" said Beauchamp
+mildly.
+
+"My dear Beauchamp, I wish you to contradict this
+statement." Beauchamp looked at Albert with a benevolent
+expression.
+
+"Come," said he, "this matter will want a good deal of
+talking over; a retractation is always a serious thing, you
+know. Sit down, and I will read it again." Albert resumed
+his seat, and Beauchamp read, with more attention than at
+first, the lines denounced by his friend. "Well," said
+Albert in a determined tone, "you see that your paper his
+insulted a member of my family, and I insist on a
+retractation being made."
+
+"You insist?"
+
+"Yes, I insist."
+
+"Permit me to remind you that you are not in the Chamber, my
+dear Viscount."
+
+"Nor do I wish to be there," replied the young man, rising.
+"I repeat that I am determined to have the announcement of
+yesterday contradicted. You have known me long enough,"
+continued Albert, biting his lips convulsively, for he saw
+that Beauchamp's anger was beginning to rise, -- "you have
+been my friend, and therefore sufficiently intimate with me
+to be aware that I am likely to maintain my resolution on
+this point."
+
+"If I have been your friend, Morcerf, your present manner of
+speaking would almost lead me to forget that I ever bore
+that title. But wait a moment, do not let us get angry, or
+at least not yet. You are irritated and vexed -- tell me how
+this Fernand is related to you?"
+
+"He is merely my father," said Albert -- "M. Fernand
+Mondego, Count of Morcerf, an old soldier who has fought in
+twenty battles and whose honorable scars they would denounce
+as badges of disgrace."
+
+"Is it your father?" said Beauchamp; "that is quite another
+thing. Then can well understand your indignation, my dear
+Albert. I will look at it again;" and he read the paragraph
+for the third time, laying a stress on each word as he
+proceeded. "But the paper nowhere identifies this Fernand
+with your father."
+
+"No; but the connection will be seen by others, and
+therefore I will have the article contradicted." At the
+words "I will," Beauchamp steadily raised his eyes to
+Albert's countenance, and then as gradually lowering them,
+he remained thoughtful for a few moments. "You will retract
+this assertion, will you not, Beauchamp?" said Albert with
+increased though stifled anger.
+
+"Yes," replied Beauchamp.
+
+"Immediately?" said Albert.
+
+"When I am convinced that the statement is false."
+
+"What?"
+
+"The thing is worth looking into, and I will take pains to
+investigate the matter thoroughly."
+
+"But what is there to investigate, sir?" said Albert,
+enraged beyond measure at Beauchamp's last remark. "If you
+do not believe that it is my father, say so immediately; and
+if, on the contrary, you believe it to be him, state your
+reasons for doing so." Beauchamp looked at Albert with the
+smile which was so peculiar to him, and which in its
+numerous modifications served to express every varied
+emotion of his mind. "Sir," replied he, "if you came to me
+with the idea of demanding satisfaction, you should have
+gone at once to the point, and not have entertained me with
+the idle conversation to which I have been patiently
+listening for the last half hour. Am I to put this
+construction on your visit?"
+
+"Yes, if you will not consent to retract that infamous
+calumny."
+
+"Wait a moment -- no threats, if you please, M. Fernand
+Mondego, Vicomte de Morcerf; I never allow them from my
+enemies, and therefore shall not put up with them from my
+friends. You insist on my contradicting the article relating
+to General Fernand, an article with which, I assure you on
+my word of honor, I had nothing whatever to do?"
+
+"Yes, I insist on it," said Albert, whose mind was beginning
+to get bewildered with the excitement of his feelings.
+
+"And if I refuse to retract, you wish to fight, do you?"
+said Beauchamp in a calm tone.
+
+"Yes," replied Albert, raising his voice.
+
+"Well," said Beauchamp, "here is my answer, my dear sir. The
+article was not inserted by me -- I was not even aware of
+it; but you have, by the step you have taken, called my
+attention to the paragraph in question, and it will remain
+until it shall be either contradicted or confirmed by some
+one who has a right to do so."
+
+"Sir," said Albert, rising, "I will do myself the honor of
+sending my seconds to you, and you will be kind enough to
+arrange with them the place of meeting and the weapons."
+
+"Certainly, my dear sir."
+
+"And this evening, if you please, or to-morrow at the
+latest, we will meet."
+
+"No, no, I will be on the ground at the proper time; but in
+my opinion (and I have a right to dictate the preliminaries,
+as it is I who have received the provocation) -- in my
+opinion the time ought not to be yet. I know you to be well
+skilled in the management of the sword, while I am only
+moderately so; I know, too, that you are a good marksman --
+there we are about equal. I know that a duel between us two
+would be a serious affair, because you are brave, and I am
+brave also. I do not therefore wish either to kill you, or
+to be killed myself without a cause. Now, I am going to put
+a question to you, and one very much to the purpose too. Do
+you insist on this retractation so far as to kill me if I do
+not make it, although I have repeated more than once, and
+affirmed on my honor, that I was ignorant of the thing with
+which you charge me, and although I still declare that it is
+impossible for any one but you to recognize the Count of
+Morcerf under the name of Fernand?"
+
+"I maintain my original resolution."
+
+"Very well, my dear sir; then I consent to cut throats with
+you. But I require three weeks' preparation; at the end of
+that time I shall come and say to you, `The assertion is
+false, and I retract it,' or `The assertion is true,' when I
+shall immediately draw the sword from its sheath, or the
+pistols from the case, whichever you please."
+
+"Three weeks!" cried Albert; "they will pass as slowly as
+three centuries when I am all the time suffering dishonor."
+
+"Had you continued to remain on amicable terms with me, I
+should have said, `Patience, my friend;' but you have
+constituted yourself my enemy, therefore I say, `What does
+that signify to me, sir?'"
+
+"Well, let it be three weeks then," said Morcerf; "but
+remember, at the expiration of that time no delay or
+subterfuge will justify you in" --
+
+"M. Albert de Morcerf," said Beauchamp, rising in his turn,
+"I cannot throw you out of window for three weeks -- that is
+to say, for twenty-four days to come -- nor have you any
+right to split my skull open till that time has elapsed.
+To-day is the 29th of August; the 21st of September will,
+therefore, be the conclusion of the term agreed on, and till
+that time arrives -- and it is the advice of a gentleman
+which I am about to give you -- till then we will refrain
+from growling and barking like two dogs chained within sight
+of each other." When he had concluded his speech, Beauchamp
+bowed coldly to Albert, turned his back upon him, and went
+to the press-room.
+
+Albert vented his anger on a pile of newspapers, which he
+sent flying all over the office by switching them violently
+with his stick; after which ebullition he departed -- not,
+however, without walking several times to the door of the
+press-room, as if he had half a mind to enter. While Albert
+was lashing the front of his carriage in the same manner
+that he had the newspapers which were the innocent agents of
+his discomfiture, as he was crossing the barrier he
+perceived Morrel, who was walking with a quick step and a
+bright eye. He was passing the Chinese Baths, and appeared
+to have come from the direction of the Porte Saint-Martin,
+and to be going towards the Madeleine. "Ah," said Morcerf,
+"there goes a happy man!" And it so happened Albert was not
+mistaken in his opinion.
+
+
+
+Chapter 79
+The Lemonade.
+
+Morrel was, in fact, very happy. M. Noirtier had just sent
+for him, and he was in such haste to know the reason of his
+doing so that he had not stopped to take a cab, placing
+infinitely more dependence on his own two legs than on the
+four legs of a cab-horse. He had therefore set off at a
+furious rate from the Rue Meslay, and was hastening with
+rapid strides in the direction of the Faubourg Saint-Honore.
+Morrel advanced with a firm, manly tread, and poor Barrois
+followed him as he best might. Morrel was only thirty-one,
+Barrois was sixty years of age; Morrel was deeply in love,
+and Barrois was dying with heat and exertion. These two men,
+thus opposed in age and interests, resembled two parts of a
+triangle, presenting the extremes of separation, yet
+nevertheless possessing their point of union. This point of
+union was Noirtier, and it was he who had just sent for
+Morrel, with the request that the latter would lose no time
+in coming to him -- a command which Morrel obeyed to the
+letter, to the great discomfiture of Barrois. On arriving at
+the house, Morrel was not even out of breath, for love lends
+wings to our desires; but Barrois, who had long forgotten
+what it was to love, was sorely fatigued by the expedition
+he had been constrained to use.
+
+The old servant introduced Morrel by a private entrance,
+closed the door of the study, and soon the rustling of a
+dress announced the arrival of Valentine. She looked
+marvellously beautiful in her deep mourning dress, and
+Morrel experienced such intense delight in gazing upon her
+that he felt as if he could almost have dispensed with the
+conversation of her grandfather. But the easy-chair of the
+old man was heard rolling along the floor, and he soon made
+his appearance in the room. Noirtier acknowledged by a look
+of extreme kindness and benevolence the thanks which Morrel
+lavished on him for his timely intervention on behalf of
+Valentine and himself -- an intervention which had saved
+them from despair. Morrel then cast on the invalid an
+interrogative look as to the new favor which he designed to
+bestow on him. Valentine was sitting at a little distance
+from them, timidly awaiting the moment when she should be
+obliged to speak. Noirtier fixed his eyes on her. "Am I to
+say what you told me?" asked Valentine. Noirtier made a sign
+that she was to do so.
+
+"Monsieur Morrel," said Valentine to the young man, who was
+regarding her with the most intense interest, "my
+grandfather, M. Noirtier, had a thousand things to say,
+which he told me three days ago; and now, he has sent for
+you, that I may repeat them to you. I will repeat them,
+then; and since he has chosen me as his interpreter, I will
+be faithful to the trust, and will not alter a word of his
+intentions."
+
+"Oh, I am listening with the greatest impatience," replied
+the young man; "speak, I beg of you." Valentine cast down
+her eyes; this was a good omen for Morrel, for he knew that
+nothing but happiness could have the power of thus
+overcoming Valentine. "My grandfather intends leaving this
+house," said she, "and Barrois is looking out suitable
+apartments for him in another."
+
+"But you, Mademoiselle de Villefort, -- you, who are
+necessary to M. Noirtier's happiness" --
+
+"I?" interrupted Valentine; "I shall not leave my
+grandfather, -- that is an understood thing between us. My
+apartment will be close to his. Now, M. de Villefort must
+either give his consent to this plan or his refusal; in the
+first case, I shall leave directly, and in the second, I
+shall wait till I am of age, which will be in about ten
+months. Then I shall be free, I shall have an independent
+fortune, and" --
+
+"And what?" demanded Morrel.
+
+"And with my grandfather's consent I shall fulfil the
+promise which I have made you." Valentine pronounced these
+last few words in such a low tone, that nothing but Morrel's
+intense interest in what she was saying could have enabled
+him to hear them. "Have I not explained your wishes,
+grandpapa?" said Valentine, addressing Noirtier. "Yes,"
+looked the old man. -- "Once under my grandfather's roof, M.
+Morrel can visit me in the presence of my good and worthy
+protector, if we still feel that the union we contemplated
+will be likely to insure our future comfort and happiness;
+in that case I shall expect M. Morrel to come and claim me
+at my own hands. But, alas, I have heard it said that hearts
+inflamed by obstacles to their desire grew cold in time of
+security; I trust we shall never find it so in our
+experience!"
+
+"Oh," cried Morrel, almost tempted to throw himself on his
+knees before Noirtier and Valentine, and to adore them as
+two superior beings, "what have I ever done in my life to
+merit such unbounded happiness?"
+
+"Until that time," continued the young girl in a calm and
+self-possessed tone of voice, "we will conform to
+circumstances, and be guided by the wishes of our friends,
+so long as those wishes do not tend finally to separate us;
+in a word, and I repeat it, because it expresses all I wish
+to convey, -- we will wait."
+
+"And I swear to make all the sacrifices which this word
+imposes, sir," said Morrel, "not only with resignation, but
+with cheerfulness."
+
+"Therefore," continued Valentine, looking playfully at
+Maximilian, "no more inconsiderate actions -- no more rash
+projects; for you surely would not wish to compromise one
+who from this day regards herself as destined, honorably and
+happily, to bear your name?"
+
+Morrel looked obedience to her commands. Noirtier regarded
+the lovers with a look of ineffable tenderness, while
+Barrois, who had remained in the room in the character of a
+man privileged to know everything that passed, smiled on the
+youthful couple as he wiped the perspiration from his bald
+forehead. "How hot you look, my good Barrois," said
+Valentine.
+
+"Ah, I have been running very fast, mademoiselle, but I must
+do M. Morrel the justice to say that he ran still faster."
+Noirtier directed their attention to a waiter, on which was
+placed a decanter containing lemonade and a glass. The
+decanter was nearly full, with the exception of a little,
+which had been already drunk by M. Noirtier.
+
+"Come, Barrois," said the young girl, "take some of this
+lemonade; I see you are coveting a good draught of it."
+
+"The fact is, mademoiselle," said Barrois, "I am dying with
+thirst, and since you are so kind as to offer it me, I
+cannot say I should at all object to drinking your health in
+a glass of it."
+
+"Take some, then, and come back immediately." Barrois took
+away the waiter, and hardly was he outside the door, which
+in his haste he forgot to shut, than they saw him throw back
+his head and empty to the very dregs the glass which
+Valentine had filled. Valentine and Morrel were exchanging
+their adieux in the presence of Noirtier when a ring was
+heard at the door-bell. It was the signal of a visit.
+Valentine looked at her watch.
+
+"It is past noon," said she, "and to-day is Saturday; I dare
+say it is the doctor, grandpapa." Noirtier looked his
+conviction that she was right in her supposition. "He will
+come in here, and M. Morrel had better go, -- do you not
+think so, grandpapa?"
+
+"Yes," signed the old man.
+
+"Barrois," cried Valentine, "Barrois!"
+
+"I am coming, mademoiselle," replied he. "Barrois will open
+the door for you," said Valentine, addressing Morrel. "And
+now remember one thing, Monsieur Officer, that my
+grandfather commands you not to take any rash or ill-advised
+step which would be likely to compromise our happiness."
+
+"I promised him to wait," replied Morrel; "and I will wait."
+
+At this moment Barrois entered. "Who rang?" asked Valentine.
+
+"Doctor d'Avrigny," said Barrois, staggering as if he would
+fall.
+
+"What is the matter, Barrois?" said Valentine. The old man
+did not answer, but looked at his master with wild staring
+eyes, while with his cramped hand he grasped a piece of
+furniture to enable him to stand upright. "He is going to
+fall!" cried Morrel. The rigors which had attacked Barrois
+gradually increased, the features of the face became quite
+altered, and the convulsive movement of the muscles appeared
+to indicate the approach of a most serious nervous disorder.
+Noirtier, seeing Barrois in this pitiable condition, showed
+by his looks all the various emotions of sorrow and sympathy
+which can animate the heart of man. Barrois made some steps
+towards his master.
+
+"Ah, sir," said he, "tell me what is the matter with me. I
+am suffering -- I cannot see. A thousand fiery darts are
+piercing my brain. Ah, don't touch me, pray don't." By this
+time his haggard eyes had the appearance of being ready to
+start from their sockets; his head fell back, and the lower
+extremities of the body began to stiffen. Valentine uttered
+a cry of horror; Morrel took her in his arms, as if to
+defend her from some unknown danger. "M. d'Avrigny, M.
+d'Avrigny," cried she, in a stifled voice. "Help, help!"
+Barrois turned round and with a great effort stumbled a few
+steps, then fell at the feet of Noirtier, and resting his
+hand on the knee of the invalid, exclaimed, "My master, my
+good master!" At this moment M. de Villefort, attracted by
+the noise, appeared on the threshold. Morrel relaxed his
+hold of Valentine, and retreating to a distant corner of the
+room remained half hidden behind a curtain. Pale as if he
+had been gazing on a serpent, he fixed his terrified eye on
+the agonized sufferer.
+
+Noirtier, burning with impatience and terror, was in despair
+at his utter inability to help his old domestic, whom he
+regarded more in the light of a friend than a servant. One
+might by the fearful swelling of the veins of his forehead
+and the contraction of the muscles round the eye, trace the
+terrible conflict which was going on between the living
+energetic mind and the inanimate and helpless body. Barrois,
+his features convulsed, his eyes suffused with blood, and
+his head thrown back, was lying at full length, beating the
+floor with his hands, while his legs had become so stiff,
+that they looked as if they would break rather than bend. A
+slight appearance of foam was visible around the mouth, and
+he breathed painfully, and with extreme difficulty.
+
+Villefort seemed stupefied with astonishment, and remained
+gazing intently on the scene before him without uttering a
+word. He had not seen Morrel. After a moment of dumb
+contemplation, during which his face became pale and his
+hair seemed to stand on end, he sprang towards the door,
+crying out, "Doctor, doctor! come instantly, pray come!"
+
+"Madame, madame!" cried Valentine, calling her step-mother,
+and running up-stairs to meet her; "come quick, quick! --
+and bring your bottle of smelling-salts with you."
+
+"What is the matter?" said Madame de Villefort in a harsh
+and constrained tone.
+
+"Oh, come, come!"
+
+"But where is the doctor?" exclaimed Villefort; "where is
+he?" Madame de Villefort now deliberately descended the
+staircase. In one hand she held her handkerchief, with which
+she appeared to be wiping her face, and in the other a
+bottle of English smelling-salts. Her first look on entering
+the room was at Noirtier, whose face, independent of the
+emotion which such a scene could not fail of producing,
+proclaimed him to be in possession of his usual health; her
+second glance was at the dying man. She turned pale, and her
+eye passed quickly from the servant and rested on the
+master.
+
+"In the name of heaven, madame," said Villefort, "where is
+the doctor? He was with you just now. You see this is a fit
+of apoplexy, and he might be saved if he could but be bled!"
+
+"Has he eaten anything lately?" asked Madame de Villefort,
+eluding her husband's question. "Madame," replied Valentine,
+"he has not even breakfasted. He has been running very fast
+on an errand with which my grandfather charged him, and when
+he returned, took nothing but a glass of lemonade."
+
+"Ah," said Madame de Villefort, "why did he not take wine?
+Lemonade was a very bad thing for him."
+
+"Grandpapa's bottle of lemonade was standing just by his
+side; poor Barrois was very thirsty, and was thankful to
+drink anything he could find." Madame de Villefort started.
+Noirtier looked at her with a glance of the most profound
+scrutiny. "He has such a short neck," said she. "Madame,"
+said Villefort, "I ask where is M. d'Avrigny? In God's name
+answer me!"
+
+"He is with Edward, who is not quite well," replied Madame
+de Villefort, no longer being able to avoid answering.
+
+Villefort rushed up-stairs to fetch him. "Take this," said
+Madame de Villefort, giving her smelling-bottle to
+Valentine. "They will, no doubt, bleed him; therefore I will
+retire, for I cannot endure the sight of blood;" and she
+followed her husband up-stairs. Morrel now emerged from his
+hiding-place, where he had remained quite unperceived, so
+great had been the general confusion. "Go away as quick as
+you can, Maximilian," said Valentine, "and stay till I send
+for you. Go."
+
+Morrel looked towards Noirtier for permission to retire. The
+old man, who had preserved all his usual coolness, made a
+sign to him to do so. The young man pressed Valentine's hand
+to his lips, and then left the house by a back staircase. At
+the same moment that he quitted the room, Villefort and the
+doctor entered by an opposite door. Barrois was now showing
+signs of returning consciousness. The crisis seemed past, a
+low moaning was heard, and he raised himself on one knee.
+D'Avrigny and Villefort laid him on a couch. "What do you
+prescribe, doctor?" demanded Villefort. "Give me some water
+and ether. You have some in the house, have you not?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Send for some oil of turpentine and tartar emetic."
+
+Villefort immediately despatched a messenger. "And now let
+every one retire."
+
+"Must I go too?" asked Valentine timidly.
+
+"Yes, mademoiselle, you especially," replied the doctor
+abruptly.
+
+Valentine looked at M. d'Avrigny with astonishment, kissed
+her grandfather on the forehead, and left the room. The
+doctor closed the door after her with a gloomy air. "Look,
+look, doctor," said Villefort, "he is quite coming round
+again; I really do not think, after all, it is anything of
+consequence." M. d'Avrigny answered by a melancholy smile.
+"How do you feel, Barrois?" asked he. "A little better,
+sir."
+
+"Will you drink some of this ether and water?"
+
+"I will try; but don't touch me."
+
+"Why not?"
+
+"Because I feel that if you were only to touch me with the
+tip of your finger the fit would return."
+
+"Drink."
+
+Barrois took the glass, and, raising it to his purple lips,
+took about half of the liquid offered him. "Where do you
+suffer?" asked the doctor.
+
+"Everywhere. I feel cramps over my whole body."
+
+"Do you find any dazzling sensation before the eyes?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Any noise in the ears?"
+
+"Frightful."
+
+"When did you first feel that?"
+
+"Just now."
+
+"Suddenly?"
+
+"Yes, like a clap of thunder."
+
+"Did you feel nothing of it yesterday or the day before?"
+
+"Nothing."
+
+"No drowsiness?"
+
+"None."
+
+"What have you eaten to-day?"
+
+"I have eaten nothing; I only drank a glass of my master's
+lemonade -- that's all;" and Barrois turned towards
+Noirtier, who, immovably fixed in his arm-chair, was
+contemplating this terrible scene without allowing a word or
+a movement to escape him.
+
+"Where is this lemonade?" asked the doctor eagerly.
+
+"Down-stairs in the decanter."
+
+"Whereabouts downstairs?"
+
+"In the kitchen."
+
+"Shall I go and fetch it, doctor?" inquired Villefort.
+
+"No, stay here and try to make Barrois drink the rest of
+this glass of ether and water. I will go myself and fetch
+the lemonade." D'Avrigny bounded towards the door, flew down
+the back staircase, and almost knocked down Madame de
+Villefort, in his haste, who was herself going down to the
+kitchen. She cried out, but d'Avrigny paid no attention to
+her; possessed with but one idea, he cleared the last four
+steps with a bound, and rushed into the kitchen, where he
+saw the decanter about three parts empty still standing on
+the waiter, where it had been left. He darted upon it as an
+eagle would seize upon its prey. Panting with loss of
+breath, he returned to the room he had just left. Madame de
+Villefort was slowly ascending the steps which led to her
+room. "Is this the decanter you spoke of?" asked d'Avrigny.
+
+"Yes, doctor."
+
+"Is this the same lemonade of which you partook?"
+
+"I believe so."
+
+"What did it taste like?"
+
+"It had a bitter taste."
+
+The doctor poured some drops of the lemonade into the palm
+of his hand, put his lips to it, and after having rinsed his
+mouth as a man does when he is tasting wine, he spat the
+liquor into the fireplace.
+
+"It is no doubt the same," said he. "Did you drink some too,
+M. Noirtier?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"And did you also discover a bitter taste?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Oh, doctor," cried Barrois, "the fit is coming on again.
+Oh, do something for me." The doctor flew to his patient.
+"That emetic, Villefort -- see if it is coming." Villefort
+sprang into the passage, exclaiming, "The emetic! the
+emetic! -- is it come yet?" No one answered. The most
+profound terror reigned throughout the house. "If I had
+anything by means of which I could inflate the lungs," said
+d'Avrigny, looking around him, "perhaps I might prevent
+suffocation. But there is nothing which would do --
+nothing!" "Oh, sir," cried Barrois, "are you going to let me
+die without help? Oh, I am dying! Oh, save me!"
+
+"A pen, a pen!" said the doctor. There was one lying on the
+table; he endeavored to introduce it into the mouth of the
+patient, who, in the midst of his convulsions, was making
+vain attempts to vomit; but the jaws were so clinched that
+the pen could not pass them. This second attack was much
+more violent than the first, and he had slipped from the
+couch to the ground, where he was writhing in agony. The
+doctor left him in this paroxysm, knowing that he could do
+nothing to alleviate it, and, going up to Noirtier, said
+abruptly, "How do you find yourself? -- well?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Have you any weight on the chest; or does your stomach feel
+light and comfortable -- eh?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Then you feel pretty much as you generally do after you
+have had the dose which I am accustomed to give you every
+Sunday?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Did Barrois make your lemonade?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Was it you who asked him to drink some of it?"
+
+"No."
+
+"Was it M. de Villefort?"
+
+"No."
+
+"Madame?"
+
+"No."
+
+"It was your granddaughter, then, was it not?"
+
+"Yes." A groan from Barrois, accompanied by a yawn which
+seemed to crack the very jawbones, attracted the attention
+of M. d'Avrigny; he left M. Noirtier, and returned to the
+sick man. "Barrois," said the doctor, "can you speak?"
+Barrois muttered a few unintelligible words. "Try and make
+an effort to do so, my good man." said d'Avrigny. Barrois
+reopened his bloodshot eyes. "Who made the lemonade?"
+
+"I did."
+
+"Did you bring it to your master directly it was made?"
+
+"No."
+
+"You left it somewhere, then, in the meantime?"
+
+"Yes; I left it in the pantry, because I was called away."
+
+"Who brought it into this room, then?"
+
+"Mademoiselle Valentine." D'Avrigny struck his forehead with
+his hand. "Gracious heaven," exclaimed he. "Doctor, doctor!"
+cried Barrois, who felt another fit coming.
+
+"Will they never bring that emetic?" asked the doctor.
+
+"Here is a glass with one already prepared," said Villefort,
+entering the room.
+
+"Who prepared it?"
+
+"The chemist who came here with me."
+
+"Drink it," said the doctor to Barrois. "Impossible, doctor;
+it is too late; my throat is closing up. I am choking! Oh,
+my heart! Ah, my head! -- Oh, what agony! -- Shall I suffer
+like this long?"
+
+"No, no, friend," replied the doctor, "you will soon cease
+to suffer."
+
+"Ah, I understand you," said the unhappy man. "My God, have
+mercy upon me!" and, uttering a fearful cry, Barrois fell
+back as if he had been struck by lightning. D'Avrigny put
+his hand to his heart, and placed a glass before his lips.
+
+"Well?" said Villefort. "Go to the kitchen and get me some
+syrup of violets." Villefort went immediately. "Do not be
+alarmed, M. Noirtier," said d'Avrigny; "I am going to take
+my patient into the next room to bleed him; this sort of
+attack is very frightful to witness."
+
+And taking Barrois under the arms, he dragged him into an
+adjoining room; but almost immediately he returned to fetch
+the lemonade. Noirtier closed lids right eye. "You want
+Valentine, do you not? I will tell them to send her to you."
+Villefort returned, and d'Avrigny met him in the passage.
+"Well, how is he now?" asked he. "Come in here," said
+d'Avrigny, and he took him into the chamber where the sick
+man lay. "Is he still in a fit?" said the procureur.
+
+"He is dead."
+
+Villefort drew back a few steps, and, clasping his hands,
+exclaimed, with real amazement and sympathy, "Dead? -- and
+so soon too!"
+
+"Yes, it is very soon," said the doctor, looking at the
+corpse before him; "but that ought not to astonish you;
+Monsieur and Madame de Saint-Meran died as soon. People die
+very suddenly in your house, M. de Villefort."
+
+"What?" cried the magistrate, with an accent of horror and
+consternation, "are you still harping on that terrible
+idea?"
+
+"Still, sir; and I shall always do so," replied d'Avrigny,
+"for it has never for one instant ceased to retain
+possession of my mind; and that you may be quite sure I am
+not mistaken this time, listen well to what I am going to
+say, M. de Villefort." The magistrate trembled convulsively.
+"There is a poison which destroys life almost without
+leaving any perceptible traces. I know it well; I have
+studied it in all its forms and in the effects which it
+produces. I recognized the presence of this poison in the
+case of poor Barrois as well as in that of Madame de
+Saint-Meran. There is a way of detecting its presence. It
+restores the blue color of litmus-paper reddened by an acid,
+and it turns syrup of violets green. We have no
+litmus-paper, but, see, here they come with the syrup of
+violets."
+
+The doctor was right; steps were heard in the passage. M.
+d'Avrigny opened the door, and took from the hands of the
+chambermaid a cup which contained two or three spoonfuls of
+the syrup, he then carefully closed the door. "Look," said
+he to the procureur, whose heart beat so loudly that it
+might almost be heard, "here is in this cup some syrup of
+violets, and this decanter contains the remainder of the
+lemonade of which M. Noirtier and Barrois partook. If the
+lemonade be pure and inoffensive, the syrup will retain its
+color; if, on the contrary, the lemonade be drugged with
+poison, the syrup will become green. Look closely!"
+
+The doctor then slowly poured some drops of the lemonade
+from the decanter into the cup, and in an instant a light
+cloudy sediment began to form at the bottom of the cup; this
+sediment first took a blue shade, then from the color of
+sapphire it passed to that of opal, and from opal to
+emerald. Arrived at this last hue, it changed no more. The
+result of the experiment left no doubt whatever on the mind.
+
+"The unfortunate Barrois has been poisoned," said d'Avrigny,
+"and I will maintain this assertion before God and man."
+Villefort said nothing, but he clasped his hands, opened his
+haggard eyes, and, overcome with his emotion, sank into a
+chair.
+
+
+
+Chapter 80
+The Accusation.
+
+M. D'Avrigny soon restored the magistrate to consciousness,
+who had looked like a second corpse in that chamber of
+death. "Oh, death is in my house!" cried Villefort.
+
+"Say, rather, crime!" replied the doctor.
+
+"M. d'Avrigny," cried Villefort, "I cannot tell you all I
+feel at this moment, -- terror, grief, madness."
+
+"Yes," said M. d'Avrigny, with an imposing calmness, "but I
+think it is now time to act. I think it is time to stop this
+torrent of mortality. I can no longer bear to be in
+possession of these secrets without the hope of seeing the
+victims and society generally revenged." Villefort cast a
+gloomy look around him. "In my house," murmured he, "in my
+house!"
+
+"Come, magistrate," said M. d'Avrigny, "show yourself a man;
+as an interpreter of the law, do honor to your profession by
+sacrificing your selfish interests to it."
+
+"You make me shudder, doctor. Do you talk of a sacrifice?"
+
+"I do."
+
+"Do you then suspect any one?"
+
+"I suspect no one; death raps at your door -- it enters --
+it goes, not blindfolded, but circumspectly, from room to
+room. Well, I follow its course, I track its passage; I
+adopt the wisdom of the ancients, and feel my way, for my
+friendship for your family and my respect for you are as a
+twofold bandage over my eyes; well" --
+
+"Oh, speak, speak, doctor; I shall have courage."
+
+"Well, sir, you have in your establishment, or in your
+family, perhaps, one of the frightful monstrosities of which
+each century produces only one. Locusta and Agrippina,
+living at the same time, were an exception, and proved the
+determination of providence to effect the entire ruin of the
+Roman empire, sullied by so many crimes. Brunehilde and
+Fredegonde were the results of the painful struggle of
+civilization in its infancy, when man was learning to
+control mind, were it even by an emissary from the realms of
+darkness. All these women had been, or were, beautiful. The
+same flower of innocence had flourished, or was still
+flourishing, on their brow, that is seen on the brow of the
+culprit in your house." Villefort shrieked, clasped his
+hands, and looked at the doctor with a supplicating air. But
+the latter went on without pity: --
+
+"`Seek whom the crime will profit,' says an axiom of
+jurisprudence."
+
+"Doctor," cried Villefort, "alas, doctor, how often has
+man's justice been deceived by those fatal words. I know not
+why, but I feel that this crime" --
+
+"You acknowledge, then, the existence of the crime?"
+
+"Yes, I see too plainly that it does exist. But it seems
+that it is intended to affect me personally. I fear an
+attack myself, after all these disasters."
+
+"Oh, man," murmured d'Avrigny, "the most selfish of all
+animals, the most personal of all creatures, who believes
+the earth turns, the sun shines, and death strikes for him
+alone, -- an ant cursing God from the top of a blade of
+grass! And have those who have lost their lives lost
+nothing? -- M. de Saint-Meran, Madame de Saint-Meran, M.
+Noirtier" --
+
+"How? M. Noirtier?"
+
+"Yes; think you it was the poor servant's life was coveted?
+No, no; like Shakespeare's `Polonius,' he died for another.
+It was Noirtier the lemonade was intended for -- it is
+Noirtier, logically speaking, who drank it. The other drank
+it only by accident, and, although Barrois is dead, it was
+Noirtier whose death was wished for."
+
+"But why did it not kill my father?"
+
+"I told you one evening in the garden after Madame de
+Saint-Meran's death -- because his system is accustomed to
+that very poison, and the dose was trifling to him, which
+would be fatal to another; because no one knows, not even
+the assassin, that, for the last twelve months, I have given
+M. Noirtier brucine for his paralytic affection, while the
+assassin is not ignorant, for he has proved that brucine is
+a violent poison."
+
+"Oh, have pity -- have pity!" murmured Villefort, wringing
+his hands.
+
+"Follow the culprit's steps; he first kills M. de
+Saint-Meran" --
+
+"O doctor!"
+
+"I would swear to it; what I heard of his symptoms agrees
+too well with what I have seen in the other cases."
+Villefort ceased to contend; he only groaned. "He first
+kills M. de Saint-Meran," repeated the doctor, "then Madame
+de Saint-Meran, -- a double fortune to inherit." Villefort
+wiped the perspiration from his forehead. "Listen
+attentively."
+
+"Alas," stammered Villefort, "I do not lose a single word."
+
+"M. Noirtier," resumed M. d'Avrigny in the same pitiless
+tone, -- "M. Noirtier had once made a will against you --
+against your family -- in favor of the poor, in fact; M.
+Noirtier is spared, because nothing is expected from him.
+But he has no sooner destroyed his first will and made a
+second, than, for fear he should make a third, he is struck
+down. The will was made the day before yesterday, I believe;
+you see there has been no time lost."
+
+"Oh, mercy, M. d'Avrigny!"
+
+"No mercy, sir! The physician has a sacred mission on earth;
+and to fulfil it he begins at the source of life, and goes
+down to the mysterious darkness of the tomb. When crime has
+been committed, and God, doubtless in anger, turns away his
+face, it is for the physician to bring the culprit to
+justice."
+
+"Have mercy on my child, sir," murmured Villefort.
+
+"You see it is yourself who have first named her -- you, her
+father."
+
+"Have pity on Valentine! Listen -- it is impossible! I would
+as willingly accuse myself! Valentine, whose heart is pure
+as a diamond or a lily."
+
+"No pity, procureur; the crime is fragrant. Mademoiselle
+herself packed all the medicines which were sent to M. de
+Saint-Meran; and M. de Saint-Meran is dead. Mademoiselle de
+Villefort prepared all the cooling draughts which Madame de
+Saint-Meran took, and Madame de Saint-Meran is dead.
+Mademoiselle de Villefort took from the hands of Barrois,
+who was sent out, the lemonade which M. Noirtier had every
+morning, and he has escaped by a miracle. Mademoiselle de
+Villefort is the culprit -- she is the poisoner! To you, as
+the king's attorney, I denounce Mademoiselle de Villefort,
+do your duty."
+
+"Doctor, I resist no longer -- I can no longer defend myself
+-- I believe you; but, for pity's sake, spare my life, my
+honor!"
+
+"M. de Villefort," replied the doctor, with increased
+vehemence, "there are occasions when I dispense with all
+foolish human circumspection. If your daughter had committed
+only one crime, and I saw her meditating another, I would
+say `Warn her, punish her, let her pass the remainder of her
+life in a convent, weeping and praying.' If she had
+committed two crimes, I would say, `Here, M. de Villefort,
+is a poison that the prisoner is not acquainted with, -- one
+that has no known antidote, quick as thought, rapid as
+lightning, mortal as the thunderbolt; give her that poison,
+recommending her soul to God, and save your honor and your
+life, for it is yours she aims at; and I can picture her
+approaching your pillow with her hypocritical smiles and her
+sweet exhortations. Woe to you, M. de Villefort, if you do
+not strike first!' This is what I would say had she only
+killed two persons but she has seen three deaths, -- has
+contemplated three murdered persons, -- has knelt by three
+corpses! To the scaffold with the poisoner -- to the
+scaffold! Do you talk of your honor? Do what I tell you, and
+immortality awaits you!"
+
+Villefort fell on his knees. "Listen," said he; "I have not
+the strength of mind you have, or rather that which you
+would not have, if instead of my daughter Valentine your
+daughter Madeleine were concerned." The doctor turned pale.
+"Doctor, every son of woman is born to suffer and to die; I
+am content to suffer and to await death."
+
+"Beware," said M. d'Avrigny, "it may come slowly; you will
+see it approach after having struck your father, your wife,
+perhaps your son."
+
+Villefort, suffocating, pressed the doctor's arm. "Listen,"
+cried he; "pity me -- help me! No, my daughter is not
+guilty. If you drag us both before a tribunal I will still
+say, `No, my daughter is not guilty; -- there is no crime in
+my house. I will not acknowledge a crime in my house; for
+when crime enters a dwelling, it is like death -- it does
+not come alone.' Listen. What does it signify to you if I am
+murdered? Are you my friend? Are you a man? Have you a
+heart? No, you are a physician! Well, I tell you I will not
+drag my daughter before a tribunal, and give her up to the
+executioner! The bare idea would kill me -- would drive me
+like a madman to dig my heart out with my finger-nails! And
+if you were mistaken, doctor -- if it were not my daughter
+-- if I should come one day, pale as a spectre, and say to
+you, `Assassin, you have killed my child!' -- hold -- if
+that should happen, although I am a Christian, M. d'Avrigny,
+I should kill myself."
+
+"Well," said the doctor, after a moment's silence, "I will
+wait." Villefort looked at him as if he had doubted his
+words. "Only," continued M. d'Avrigny, with a slow and
+solemn tone, "if any one falls ill in your house, if you
+feel yourself attacked, do not send for me, for I will come
+no more. I will consent to share this dreadful secret with
+you, but I will not allow shame and remorse to grow and
+increase in my conscience, as crime and misery will in your
+house."
+
+"Then you abandon me, doctor?"
+
+"Yes, for I can follow you no farther, and I only stop at
+the foot of the scaffold. Some further discovery will be
+made, which will bring this dreadful tragedy to a close.
+Adieu."
+
+"I entreat you, doctor!"
+
+"All the horrors that disturb my thoughts make your house
+odious and fatal. Adieu, sir."
+
+"One word -- one single word more, doctor! You go, leaving
+me in all the horror of my situation, after increasing it by
+what you have revealed to me. But what will be reported of
+the sudden death of the poor old servant?"
+
+"True," said M. d'Avrigny; "we will return." The doctor went
+out first, followed by M. de Villefort. The terrified
+servants were on the stairs and in the passage where the
+doctor would pass. "Sir," said d'Avrigny to Villefort, so
+loud that all might hear, "poor Barrois has led too
+sedentary a life of late; accustomed formerly to ride on
+horseback, or in the carriage, to the four corners of
+Europe, the monotonous walk around that arm-chair has killed
+him -- his blood has thickened. He was stout, had a short,
+thick neck; he was attacked with apoplexy, and I was called
+in too late. By the way," added he in a low tone, "take care
+to throw away that cup of syrup of violets in the ashes."
+
+The doctor, without shaking hands with Villefort, without
+adding a word to what he had said, went out, amid the tears
+and lamentations of the whole household. The same evening
+all Villefort's servants, who had assembled in the kitchen,
+and had a long consultation, came to tell Madame de
+Villefort that they wished to leave. No entreaty, no
+proposition of increased wages, could induce them to remain;
+to every argument they replied, "We must go, for death is in
+this house." They all left, in spite of prayers and
+entreaties, testifying their regret at leaving so good a
+master and mistress, and especially Mademoiselle Valentine,
+so good, so kind, and so gentle. Villefort looked at
+Valentine as they said this. She was in tears, and, strange
+as it was, in spite of the emotions he felt at the sight of
+these tears, he looked also at Madame de Villefort, and it
+appeared to him as if a slight gloomy smile had passed over
+her thin lips, like a meteor seen passing inauspiciously
+between two clouds in a stormy sky.
+
+
+
+Chapter 81
+The Room of the Retired Baker.
+
+The evening of the day on which the Count of Morcerf had
+left Danglars' house with feelings of shame and anger at the
+rejection of the projected alliance, M. Andrea Cavalcanti,
+with curled hair, mustaches in perfect order, and white
+gloves which fitted admirably, had entered the courtyard of
+the banker's house in La Chaussee d'Antin. He had not been
+more than ten minutes in the drawing-room before he drew
+Danglars aside into the recess of a bow-window, and, after
+an ingenious preamble, related to him all his anxieties and
+cares since his noble father's departure. He acknowledged
+the extreme kindness which had been shown him by the
+banker's family, in which he had been received as a son, and
+where, besides, his warmest affections had found an object
+on which to centre in Mademoiselle Danglars. Danglars
+listened with the most profound attention; he had expected
+this declaration for the last two or three days, and when at
+last it came his eyes glistened as much as they had lowered
+on listening to Morcerf. He would not, however, yield
+immediately to the young man's request, but made a few
+conscientious objections. "Are you not rather young, M.
+Andrea, to think of marrying?"
+
+"I think not, sir," replied M. Cavalcanti; "in Italy the
+nobility generally marry young. Life is so uncertain, that
+we ought to secure happiness while it is within our reach."
+
+"Well, sir," said Danglars, "in case your proposals, which
+do me honor, are accepted by my wife and daughter, by whom
+shall the preliminary arrangements be settled? So important
+a negotiation should, I think, be conducted by the
+respective fathers of the young people."
+
+"Sir, my father is a man of great foresight and prudence.
+Thinking that I might wish to settle in France, he left me
+at his departure, together with the papers establishing my
+identity, a letter promising, if he approved of my choice,
+150,000 livres per annum from the day I was married. So far
+as I can judge, I suppose this to be a quarter of my
+father's revenue."
+
+"I," said Danglars, "have always intended giving my daughter
+500,000 francs as her dowry; she is, besides, my sole
+heiress."
+
+"All would then be easily arranged if the baroness and her
+daughter are willing. We should command an annuity of
+175,000 livres. Supposing, also, I should persuade the
+marquis to give me my capital, which is not likely, but
+still is possible, we would place these two or three
+millions in your hands, whose talent might make it realize
+ten per cent."
+
+"I never give more than four per cent, and generally only
+three and a half; but to my son-in-law I would give five,
+and we would share the profit."
+
+"Very good, father-in-law," said Cavalcanti, yielding to his
+low-born nature, which would escape sometimes through the
+aristocratic gloss with which he sought to conceal it.
+Correcting himself immediately, he said, "Excuse me, sir;
+hope alone makes me almost mad, -- what will not reality
+do?"
+
+"But," said Danglars, -- who, on his part, did not perceive
+how soon the conversation, which was at first disinterested,
+was turning to a business transaction, -- "there is,
+doubtless, a part of your fortune your father could not
+refuse you?"
+
+"Which?" asked the young man.
+
+"That you inherit from your mother."
+
+"Truly, from my mother, Leonora Corsinari."
+
+"How much may it amount to?"
+
+"Indeed, sir," said Andrea, "I assure you I have never given
+the subject a thought, but I suppose it must have been at
+least two millions." Danglars felt as much overcome with joy
+as the miser who finds a lost treasure, or as the
+shipwrecked mariner who feels himself on solid ground
+instead of in the abyss which he expected would swallow him
+up.
+
+"Well, sir," said Andrea, bowing to the banker respectfully,
+"may I hope?"
+
+"You may not only hope," said Danglars, "but consider it a
+settled thing, if no obstacle arises on your part."
+
+"I am, indeed, rejoiced," said Andrea.
+
+"But," said Danglars thoughtfully, "how is it that your
+patron, M. de Monte Cristo, did not make his proposal for
+you?" Andrea blushed imperceptibly. "I have just left the
+count, sir," said he; "he is, doubtless, a delightful man
+but inconceivably peculiar in his ideas. He esteems me
+highly. He even told me he had not the slightest doubt that
+my father would give me the capital instead of the interest
+of my property. He has promised to use his influence to
+obtain it for me; but he also declared that he never had
+taken on himself the responsibility of making proposals for
+another, and he never would. I must, however, do him the
+justice to add that he assured me if ever he had regretted
+the repugnance he felt to such a step it was on this
+occasion, because he thought the projected union would be a
+happy and suitable one. Besides, if he will do nothing
+officially, he will answer any questions you propose to him.
+And now," continued he, with one of his most charming
+smiles, "having finished talking to the father-in-law, I
+must address myself to the banker."
+
+"And what may you have to say to him?" said Danglars,
+laughing in his turn.
+
+"That the day after to-morrow I shall have to draw upon you
+for about four thousand francs; but the count, expecting my
+bachelor's revenue could not suffice for the coming month's
+outlay, has offered me a draft for twenty thousand francs.
+It bears his signature, as you see, which is
+all-sufficient."
+
+"Bring me a million such as that," said Danglars, "I shall
+be well pleased," putting the draft in his pocket. "Fix your
+own hour for to-morrow, and my cashier shall call on you
+with a check for eighty thousand francs."
+
+"At ten o'clock then, if you please; I should like it early,
+as I am going into the country to-morrow."
+
+"Very well, at ten o'clock;, you are still at the Hotel des
+Princes?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+The following morning, with the banker's usual punctuality,
+the eighty thousand francs were placed in the young man's
+hands as he was on the point of starting, after having left
+two hundred francs for Caderousse. He went out chiefly to
+avoid this dangerous enemy, and returned as late as possible
+in the evening. But scarcely had be stepped out of his
+carriage when the porter met him with a parcel in his hand.
+"Sir," said he, "that man has been here."
+
+"What man?" said Andrea carelessly, apparently forgetting
+him whom he but too well recollected.
+
+"Him to whom your excellency pays that little annuity."
+
+"Oh," said Andrea, "my father's old servant. Well, you gave
+him the two hundred francs I had left for him?"
+
+"Yes, your excellency." Andrea had expressed a wish to be
+thus addressed. "But," continued the porter, "he would not
+take them." Andrea turned pale, but as it was dark his
+pallor was not perceptible. "What? he would not take them?"
+said he with slight emotion.
+
+"No, he wished to speak to your excellency; I told him you
+were gone out, and after some dispute he believed me and
+gave me this letter, which he had brought with him already
+sealed."
+
+"Give it me," said Andrea, and he read by the light of his
+carriage-lamp, -- "You know where I live; I expect you
+tomorrow morning at nine o'clock."
+
+Andrea examined it carefully, to ascertain if the letter had
+been opened, or if any indiscreet eyes had seen its
+contents; but it was so carefully folded, that no one could
+have read it, and the seal was perfect. "Very well," said
+he. "Poor man, he is a worthy creature." He left the porter
+to ponder on these words, not knowing which most to admire,
+the master or the servant. "Take out the horses quickly, and
+come up to me," said Andrea to his groom. In two seconds the
+young man had reached his room and burnt Caderousse's
+letter. The servant entered just as he had finished. "You
+are about my height, Pierre," said he.
+
+"I have that honor, your excellency."
+
+"You had a new livery yesterday?"
+
+"Yes, sir."
+
+"I have an engagement with a pretty little girl for this
+evening, and do not wish to be known; lend me your livery
+till to-morrow. I may sleep, perhaps, at an inn." Pierre
+obeyed. Five minutes after, Andrea left the hotel,
+completely disguised, took a cabriolet, and ordered the
+driver to take him to the Cheval Rouge, at Picpus. The next
+morning he left that inn as he had left the Hotel des
+Princes, without being noticed, walked down the Faubourg St.
+Antoine, along the boulevard to Rue Menilmontant, and
+stopping at the door of the third house on the left looked
+for some one of whom to make inquiry in the porter's
+absence. "For whom are you looking, my fine fellow?" asked
+the fruiteress on the opposite side.
+
+"Monsieur Pailletin, if you please, my good woman," replied
+Andrea.
+
+"A retired baker?" asked the fruiteress.
+
+"Exactly."
+
+"He lives at the end of the yard, on the left, on the third
+story." Andrea went as she directed him, and on the third
+floor he found a hare's paw, which, by the hasty ringing of
+the bell, it was evident he pulled with considerable
+ill-temper. A moment after Caderousse's face appeared at the
+grating in the door. "Ah, you are punctual," said he, as he
+drew back the door.
+
+"Confound you and your punctuality!" said Andrea, throwing
+himself into a chair in a manner which implied that he would
+rather have flung it at the head of his host.
+
+"Come, come, my little fellow, don't be angry. See, I have
+thought about you -- look at the good breakfast we are going
+to have; nothing but what you are fond of." Andrea, indeed,
+inhaled the scent of something cooking which was not
+unwelcome to him, hungry as he was; it was that mixture of
+fat and garlic peculiar to provincial kitchens of an
+inferior order, added to that of dried fish, and above all,
+the pungent smell of musk and cloves. These odors escaped
+from two deep dishes which were covered and placed on a
+stove, and from a copper pan placed in an old iron pot. In
+an adjoining room Andrea saw also a tolerably clean table
+prepared for two, two bottles of wine sealed, the one with
+green, the other with yellow, a supply of brandy in a
+decanter, and a measure of fruit in a cabbage-leaf, cleverly
+arranged on an earthenware plate.
+
+"What do you think of it, my little fellow?" said
+Caderousse. "Ay, that smells good! You know I used to be a
+famous cook; do you recollect how you used to lick your
+fingers? You were among the first who tasted any of my
+dishes, and I think you relished them tolerably." While
+speaking, Caderousse went on peeling a fresh supply of
+onions.
+
+"But," said Andrea, ill-temperedly, "by my faith, if it was
+only to breakfast with you, that you disturbed me, I wish
+the devil had taken you!"
+
+"My boy," said Caderousse sententiously, "one can talk while
+eating. And then, you ungrateful being, you are not pleased
+to see an old friend? I am weeping with joy." He was truly
+crying, but it would have been difficult to say whether joy
+or the onions produced the greatest effect on the lachrymal
+glands of the old inn-keeper of the Pont-du-Gard. "Hold your
+tongue, hypocrite," said Andrea; "you love me!"
+
+"Yes, I do, or may the devil take me. I know it is a
+weakness," said Caderousse, "but it overpowers me."
+
+"And yet it has not prevented your sending for me to play me
+some trick."
+
+"Come," said Caderousse, wiping his large knife on his
+apron, "if I did not like you, do you think I should endure
+the wretched life you lead me? Think for a moment. You have
+your servant's clothes on -- you therefore keep a servant; I
+have none, and am obliged to prepare my own meals. You abuse
+my cookery because you dine at the table d'hote of the Hotel
+des Princes, or the Cafe de Paris. Well, I too could keep a
+servant; I too could have a tilbury; I too could dine where
+I like; but why do I not? Because I would not annoy my
+little Benedetto. Come, just acknowledge that I could, eh?"
+This address was accompanied by a look which was by no means
+difficult to understand. "Well," said Andrea, "admitting
+your love, why do you want me to breakfast with you?"
+
+"That I may have the pleasure of seeing you, my little
+fellow."
+
+"What is the use of seeing me after we have made all our
+arrangements?"
+
+"Eh, dear friend," said Caderousse, "are wills ever made
+without codicils? But you first came to breakfast, did you
+not? Well, sit down, and let us begin with these pilchards,
+and this fresh butter; which I have put on some vine-leaves
+to please you, wicked one. Ah, yes; you look at my room, my
+four straw chairs, my images, three francs each. But what do
+you expect? This is not the Hotel des Princes."
+
+"Come, you are growing discontented, you are no longer
+happy; you, who only wish to live like a retired baker."
+Caderousse sighed. "Well, what have you to say? you have
+seen your dream realized."
+
+"I can still say it is a dream; a retired baker, my poor
+Benedetto, is rich -- he has an annuity."
+
+"Well, you have an annuity."
+
+"I have?"
+
+"Yes, since I bring you your two hundred francs." Caderousse
+shrugged his shoulders. "It is humiliating," said he, "thus
+to receive money given grudgingly, ---an uncertain supply
+which may soon fail. You see I am obliged to economize, in
+case your prosperity should cease. Well, my friend, fortune
+is inconstant, as the chaplain of the regiment said. I know
+your prosperity is great, you rascal; you are to marry the
+daughter of Danglars."
+
+"What? of Danglars?"
+
+"Yes, to be sure; must I say Baron Danglars? I might as well
+say Count Benedetto. He was an old friend of mine and if he
+had not so bad a memory he ought to invite me to your
+wedding, seeing he came to mine. Yes, yes, to mine; gad, he
+was not so proud then, -- he was an under-clerk to the good
+M. Morrel. I have dined many times with him and the Count of
+Morcerf, so you see I have some high connections and were I
+to cultivate them a little, we might meet in the same
+drawing-rooms."
+
+"Come, your jealousy represents everything to you in the
+wrong light."
+
+"That is all very fine, Benedetto mio, but I know what I am
+saying. Perhaps I may one day put on my best coat, and
+presenting myself at the great gate, introduce myself.
+Meanwhile let us sit down and eat." Caderousse set the
+example and attacked the breakfast with good appetite,
+praising each dish he set before his visitor. The latter
+seemed to have resigned himself; he drew the corks, and
+partook largely of the fish with the garlic and fat. "Ah,
+mate," said Caderousse, "you are getting on better terms
+with your old landlord!"
+
+"Faith, yes," replied Andrea, whose hunger prevailed over
+every other feeling.
+
+"So you like it, you rogue?"
+
+"So much that I wonder how a man who can cook thus can
+complain of hard living."
+
+"Do you see," said Caderousse, "all my happiness is marred
+by one thought?"
+
+"What is that?"
+
+"That I am dependent on another, I who have always gained my
+own livelihood honestly."
+
+"Do not let that disturb you, I have enough for two."
+
+"No, truly; you may believe me if you will; at the end of
+every month I am tormented by remorse."
+
+"Good Caderousse!"
+
+"So much so, that yesterday I would not take the two hundred
+francs."
+
+"Yes, you wished to speak to me; but was it indeed remorse,
+tell me?"
+
+"True remorse; and, besides, an idea had struck me." Andrea
+shuddered; he always did so at Caderousse's ideas. "It is
+miserable -- do you see? -- always to wait till the end of
+the month. -- "Oh," said Andrea philosophically, determined
+to watch his companion narrowly, "does not life pass in
+waiting? Do I, for instance, fare better? Well, I wait
+patiently, do I not?"
+
+"Yes; because instead of expecting two hundred wretched
+francs, you expect five or six thousand, perhaps ten,
+perhaps even twelve, for you take care not to let any one
+know the utmost. Down there, you always had little presents
+and Christmas-boxes which you tried to hide from your poor
+friend Caderousse. Fortunately he is a cunning fellow, that
+friend Caderousse."
+
+"There you are beginning again to ramble, to talk again and
+again of the past! But what is the use of teasing me with
+going all over that again?"
+
+"Ah, you are only one and twenty, and can forget the past; I
+am fifty, and am obliged to recollect it. But let us return
+to business."
+
+"Yes."
+
+"I was going to say, if I were in your place" --
+
+"Well."
+
+"I would realize" --
+
+"How would you realize?"
+
+"I would ask for six months' in advance, under pretence of
+being able to purchase a farm, then with my six months I
+would decamp."
+
+"Well, well," said Andrea, "that isn't a bad idea."
+
+"My dear friend," said Caderousse, "eat of my bread, and
+take my advice; you will be none the worse off, physically
+or morally."
+
+"But," said Andrea, "why do you not act on the advice you
+gave me? Why do you not realize a six months', a year's
+advance even, and retire to Brussels? Instead of living the
+retired baker, you might live as a bankrupt, using his
+privileges; that would be very good."
+
+"But how the devil would you have me retire on twelve
+hundred francs?"
+
+"Ah, Caderousse," said Andrea, "how covetous you are! Two
+months ago you were dying with hunger."
+
+"The appetite grows by what it feeds on," said Caderousse,
+grinning and showing his teeth, like a monkey laughing or a
+tiger growling. "And," added he, biting off with his large
+white teeth an enormous mouthful of bread, "I have formed a
+plan." Caderousse's plans alarmed Andrea still more than his
+ideas; ideas were but the germ, the plan was reality. "Let
+me see your plan; I dare say it is a pretty one."
+
+"Why not? Who formed the plan by which we left the
+establishment of M ---- ! eh? was it not I? and it was no
+bad one I believe, since here we are!"
+
+"I do not say," replied Andrea, "that you never make a good
+one; but let us see your plan."
+
+"Well," pursued Caderousse, "can you without expending one
+sou, put me in the way of getting fifteen thousand francs?
+No, fifteen thousand are not enough, -- I cannot again
+become an honest man with less than thirty thousand francs."
+
+"No," replied Andrea, dryly, "no, I cannot."
+
+"I do not think you understand me," replied Caderousse,
+calmly; "I said without your laying out a sou."
+
+"Do you want me to commit a robbery, to spoil all my good
+fortune -- and yours with mine -- and both of us to be
+dragged down there again?"
+
+"It would make very little difference to me," said
+Caderousse, "if I were retaken, I am a poor creature to live
+alone, and sometimes pine for my old comrades; not like you,
+heartless creature, who would be glad never to see them
+again." Andrea did more than tremble this time, he turned
+pale.
+
+"Come, Caderousse, no nonsense!" said he.
+
+"Don't alarm yourself, my little Benedetto, but just point
+out to me some means of gaining those thirty thousand francs
+without your assistance, and I will contrive it."
+
+"Well, I'll see -- I'll try to contrive some way," said
+Andrea.
+
+"Meanwhile you will raise my monthly allowance to five
+hundred francs, my little fellow? I have a fancy, and mean
+to get a housekeeper."
+
+"Well, you shall have your five hundred francs," said
+Andrea; "but it is very hard for me, my poor Caderousse --
+you take advantage" --
+
+"Bah," said Caderousse, "when you have access to countless
+stores." One would have said Andrea anticipated his
+companion's words, so did his eye flash like lightning, but
+it was but for a moment. "True," he replied, "and my
+protector is very kind."
+
+"That dear protector," said Caderousse; "and how much does
+he give you monthly?"
+
+"Five thousand francs."
+
+"As many thousands as you give me hundreds! Truly, it is
+only bastards who are thus fortunate. Five thousand francs
+per month! What the devil can you do with all that?"
+
+"Oh, it is no trouble to spend that; and I am like you, I
+want capital."
+
+"Capital? -- yes -- I understand -- every one would like
+capital."
+
+"Well, and I shall get it."
+
+"Who will give it to you -- your prince?"
+
+"Yes, my prince. But unfortunately I must wait."
+
+"You must wait for what?" asked Caderousse.
+
+"For his death "
+
+"The death of your prince?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"How so?"
+
+"Because he has made his will in my favor."
+
+"Indeed?"
+
+"On my honor."
+
+"For how much?"
+
+"For five hundred thousand."
+
+"Only that? It's little enough "
+
+"But so it is."
+
+"No it cannot be!"
+
+"Are you my friend, Caderousse?"
+
+"Yes, in life or death."
+
+"Well, I will tell you a secret."
+
+"What is it?"
+
+"But remember" --
+
+"Ah, pardieu, mute as a carp."
+
+"Well, I think" -- Andrea stopped and looked around.
+
+"You think? Do not fear; pardieu, we are alone."
+
+"I think I have discovered my father."
+
+"Your true father?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Not old Cavalcanti?"
+
+"No, for he has gone again; the true one, as you say."
+
+"And that father is" --
+
+"Well, Caderousse, it is Monte Cristo."
+
+"Bah!"
+
+"Yes, you understand, that explains all. He cannot
+acknowledge me openly, it appears, but he does it through M.
+Cavalcanti, and gives him fifty thousand francs for it."
+
+"Fifty thousand francs for being your father? I would have
+done it for half that, for twenty thousand, for fifteen
+thousand; why did you not think of me, ungrateful man?"
+
+"Did I know anything about it, when it was all done when I
+was down there?"
+
+"Ah, truly? And you say that by his will" --
+
+"He leaves me five hundred thousand livres."
+
+"Are you sure of it?"
+
+"He showed it me; but that is not all -- there is a codicil,
+as I said just now."
+
+"Probably."
+
+"And in that codicil he acknowledges me."
+
+"Oh, the good father, the brave father, the very honest
+father!" said Caderousse, twirling a plate in the air
+between his two hands.
+
+"Now say if I conceal anything from you?"
+
+"No, and your confidence makes you honorable in my opinion;
+and your princely father, is he rich, very rich?"
+
+"Yes, he is that; he does not himself know the amount of his
+fortune."
+
+"Is it possible?"
+
+"It is evident enough to me, who am always at his house. The
+other day a banker's clerk brought him fifty thousand francs
+in a portfolio about the size of your plate; yesterday his
+banker brought him a hundred thousand francs in gold."
+Caderousse was filled with wonder; the young man's words
+sounded to him like metal, and he thought he could hear the
+rushing of cascades of louis. "And you go into that house?"
+cried he briskly.
+
+"When I like."
+
+Caderousse was thoughtful for a moment. It was easy to
+perceive he was revolving some unfortunate idea in his mind.
+Then suddenly, -- "How I should like to see all that," cried
+he; "how beautiful it must be!"
+
+"It is, in fact, magnificent," said Andrea.
+
+"And does he not live in the Champs-Elysees?"
+
+"Yes, No. 30."
+
+"Ah," said Caderousse, "No. 30."
+
+"Yes, a fine house standing alone, between a court-yard and
+a garden, -- you must know it."
+
+"Possibly; but it is not the exterior I care for, it is the
+interior. What beautiful furniture there must be in it!"
+
+"Have you ever seen the Tuileries?"
+
+"No."
+
+"Well, it surpasses that."
+
+"It must be worth one's while to stoop, Andrea, when that
+good M. Monte Cristo lets fall his purse."
+
+"It is not worth while to wait for that," said Andrea;
+"money is as plentiful in that house as fruit in an
+orchard."
+
+"But you should take me there one day with you."
+
+"How can I? On what plea?"
+
+"You are right; but you have made my mouth water. I must
+absolutely see it; I shall find a way."
+
+"No nonsense, Caderousse!"
+
+"I will offer myself as floor-polisher."
+
+"The rooms are all carpeted."
+
+"Well, then, I must be contented to imagine it."
+
+"That is the best plan, believe me."
+
+"Try, at least, to give me an idea of what it is."
+
+"How can I?"
+
+"Nothing is easier. Is it large?"
+
+"Middling."
+
+"How is it arranged?"
+
+"Faith, I should require pen, ink, and paper to make a
+plan."
+
+"They are all here," said Caderousse, briskly. He fetched
+from an old secretary a sheet of white paper and pen and
+ink. "Here," said Caderousse, "draw me all that on the
+paper, my boy." Andrea took the pen with an imperceptible
+smile and began. "The house, as I said, is between the court
+and the garden; in this way, do you see?" Andrea drew the
+garden, the court and the house.
+
+"High walls?"
+
+"Not more than eight or ten feet."
+
+"That is not prudent," said Caderousse.
+
+"In the court are orange-trees in pots, turf, and clumps of
+flowers."
+
+"And no steel-traps?"
+
+"No."
+
+"The stables?"
+
+"Are on either side of the gate, which you see there." And
+Andrea continued his plan.
+
+"Let us see the ground floor," said Caderousse.
+
+"On the ground-floor, dining-room, two drawing-rooms,
+billiard-room, staircase in the hall, and a little back
+staircase."
+
+"Windows?"
+
+"Magnificent windows, so beautiful, so large, that I believe
+a man of your size should pass through each frame."
+
+"Why the devil have they any stairs with such windows?"
+
+"Luxury has everything."
+
+"But shutters?"
+
+"Yes, but they are never used. That Count of Monte Cristo is
+an original, who loves to look at the sky even at night."
+
+"And where do the servants sleep?"
+
+"Oh, they have a house to themselves. Picture to yourself a
+pretty coach-house at the right-hand side where the ladders
+are kept. Well, over that coach-house are the servants'
+rooms, with bells corresponding with the different
+apartments."
+
+"Ah, diable -- bells did you say?"
+
+"What do you mean?"
+
+"Oh. nothing! I only say they cost a load of money to hang,
+and what is the use of them, I should like to know?"
+
+"There used to be a dog let loose in the yard at night, but
+it has been taken to the house at Auteuil, to that you went
+to, you know."
+
+"Yes."
+
+"I was saying to him only yesterday, `You are imprudent,
+Monsieur Count; for when you go to Auteuil and take your
+servants the house is left unprotected.' Well,' said he,
+`what next?' `Well, next, some day you will be robbed.'"
+
+"What did he answer?"
+
+"He quietly said, `What do I care if I am?'"
+
+"Andrea, he has some secretary with a spring."
+
+"How do you know?"
+
+"Yes, which catches the thief in a trap and plays a tune. I
+was told there were such at the last exhibition."
+
+"He has simply a mahogany secretary, in which the key is
+always kept."
+
+"And he is not robbed?"
+
+"No; his servants are all devoted to him."
+
+"There ought to be some money in that secretary?"
+
+"There may be. No one knows what there is."
+
+"And where is it?"
+
+"On the first floor."
+
+"Sketch me the plan of that floor, as you have done of the
+ground floor, my boy."
+
+"That is very simple." Andrea took the pen. "On the first
+story, do you see, there is the anteroom and the
+drawing-room; to the right of the drawing-room, a library
+and a study; to the left, a bedroom and a dressing-room. The
+famous secretary is in the dressing-room."
+
+"Is there a window in the dressing-room?"
+
+"Two, -- one here and one there." Andrea sketched two
+windows in the room, which formed an angle on the plan, and
+appeared as a small square added to the rectangle of the
+bedroom. Caderousse became thoughtful. "Does he often go to
+Auteuil?" added he.
+
+"Two or three times a week. To-morrow, for instance, he is
+going to spend the day and night there."
+
+"Are you sure of it?"
+
+"He has invited me to dine there."
+
+"There's a life for you," said Caderousse; "a town house and
+a country house."
+
+"That is what it is to be rich."
+
+"And shall you dine there?"
+
+"Probably."
+
+"When you dine there, do you sleep there?"
+
+"If I like; I am at home there." Caderousse looked at the
+young man, as if to get at the truth from the bottom of his
+heart. But Andrea drew a cigar-case from his pocket, took a
+havana, quietly lit it, and began smoking. "When do you want
+your twelve hundred francs?" said he to Caderousse.
+
+"Now, if you have them." Andrea took five and twenty louis
+from his pocket.
+
+"Yellow boys?" said Caderousse; "no, I thank you."
+
+"Oh, you despise them."
+
+"On the contrary, I esteem them, but will not have them."
+
+"You can change them, idiot; gold is worth five sous."
+
+"Exactly; and he who changes them will follow friend
+Caderousse, lay hands on him, and demand what farmers pay
+him their rent in gold. No nonsense, my good fellow; silver
+simply, round coins with the head of some monarch or other
+on them. Anybody may possess a five-franc piece."
+
+"But do you suppose I carry five hundred francs about with
+me? I should want a porter."
+
+"Well, leave them with your porter; he is to be trusted. I
+will call for them."
+
+"To-day?"
+
+"No, to-morrow; I shall not have time to day."
+
+"Well, to-morrow I will leave them when I go to Auteuil."
+
+"May I depend on it?"
+
+"Certainly."
+
+"Because I shall secure my housekeeper on the strength of
+it."
+
+"Now see here, will that be all? Eh? And will you not
+torment me any more?"
+
+"Never." Caderousse had become so gloomy that Andrea feared
+he should be obliged to notice the change. He redoubled his
+gayety and carelessness. "How sprightly you are," said
+Caderousse; "One would say you were already in possession of
+your property."
+
+"No, unfortunately; but when I do obtain it" --
+
+"Well?"
+
+"I shall remember old friends, I can tell you that."
+
+"Yes, since you have such a good memory."
+
+"What do you want? It looks as if you were trying to fleece
+me?"
+
+"I? What an idea! I, who am going to give you another piece
+of good advice."
+
+"What is it?"
+
+"To leave behind you the diamond you have on your finger. We
+shall both get into trouble. You will ruin both yourself and
+me by your folly."
+
+"How so?" said Andrea.
+
+"How? You put on a livery, you disguise yourself as a
+servant, and yet keep a diamond on your finger worth four or
+five thousand francs."
+
+"You guess well."
+
+"I know something of diamonds; I have had some."
+
+"You do well to boast of it," said Andrea, who, without
+becoming angry, as Caderousse feared, at this new extortion,
+quietly resigned the ring. Caderousse looked so closely at
+it that Andrea well knew that he was examining to see if all
+the edges were perfect.
+
+"It is a false diamond," said Caderousse.
+
+"You are joking now," replied Andrea.
+
+"Do not be angry, we can try it." Caderousse went to the
+window, touched the glass with it, and found it would cut.
+
+"Confiteor," said Caderousse, putting the diamond on his
+little finger; "I was mistaken; but those thieves of
+jewellers imitate so well that it is no longer worth while
+to rob a jeweller's shop -- it is another branch of industry
+paralyzed."
+
+"Have you finished?" said Andrea, -- "do you want anything
+more? -- will you have my waistcoat or my hat? Make free,
+now you have begun."
+
+"No; you are, after all, a good companion; I will not detain
+you, and will try to cure myself of my ambition."
+
+"But take care the same thing does not happen to you in
+selling the diamond you feared with the gold."
+
+"I shall not sell it -- do not fear."
+
+"Not at least till the day after to-morrow," thought the
+young man.
+
+"Happy rogue," said Caderousse; "you are going to find your
+servants, your horses, your carriage, and your betrothed!"
+
+"Yes," said Andrea.
+
+"Well, I hope you will make a handsome wedding-present the
+day you marry Mademoiselle Danglars."
+
+"I have already told you it is a fancy you have taken in
+your head."
+
+"What fortune has she?"
+
+"But I tell you" --
+
+"A million?" Andrea shrugged his shoulders.
+
+"Let it be a million," said Caderousse; "you can never have
+so much as I wish you."
+
+"Thank you," said the young man.
+
+"Oh, I wish it you with all my heart!" added Caderousse with
+his hoarse laugh. "Stop, let me show you the way."
+
+"It is not worth while."
+
+"Yes, it is."
+
+"Why?"
+
+"Because there is a little secret, a precaution I thought it
+desirable to take, one of Huret & Fitchet's locks, revised
+and improved by Gaspard Caderousse; I will manufacture you a
+similar one when you are a capitalist."
+
+"Thank you," said Andrea; "I will let you know a week
+beforehand." They parted. Caderousse remained on the landing
+until he had not only seen Andrea go down the three stories,
+but also cross the court. Then he returned hastily, shut his
+door carefully, and began to study, like a clever architect,
+the plan Andrea had left him.
+
+"Dear Benedetto," said he, "I think he will not be sorry to
+inherit his fortune, and he who hastens the day when he can
+touch his five hundred thousand will not be his worst
+friend."
+
+
+
+Chapter 82
+The Burglary.
+
+The day following that on which the conversation we have
+related took place, the Count of Monte Cristo set out for
+Auteuil, accompanied by Ali and several attendants, and also
+taking with him some horses whose qualities he was desirous
+of ascertaining. He was induced to undertake this journey,
+of which the day before he had not even thought and which
+had not occurred to Andrea either, by the arrival of
+Bertuccio from Normandy with intelligence respecting the
+house and sloop. The house was ready, and the sloop which
+had arrived a week before lay at anchor in a small creek
+with her crew of six men, who had observed all the requisite
+formalities and were ready again to put to sea.
+
+The count praised Bertuccio's zeal, and ordered him to
+prepare for a speedy departure, as his stay in France would
+not be prolonged more than a mouth. "Now," said he, "I may
+require to go in one night from Paris to Treport; let eight
+fresh horses be in readiness on the road, which will enable
+me to go fifty leagues in ten hours."
+
+"Your highness had already expressed that wish," said
+Bertuccio, "and the horses are ready. I have bought them,
+and stationed them myself at the most desirable posts, that
+is, in villages, where no one generally stops."
+
+"That's well," said Monte Cristo; "I remain here a day or
+two -- arrange accordingly." As Bertuccio was leaving the
+room to give the requisite orders, Baptistin opened the
+door: he held a letter on a silver waiter.
+
+"What are you doing here?" asked the count, seeing him
+covered with dust; "I did not send for you, I think?"
+
+Baptistin, without answering, approached the count, and
+presented the letter. "Important and urgent," said he. The
+count opened the letter, and read: --
+
+"M. de Monte Cristo is apprised that this night a man will
+enter his house in the Champs-Elysees with the intention of
+carrying off some papers supposed to be in the secretary in
+the dressing-room. The count's well-known courage will
+render unnecessary the aid of the police, whose interference
+might seriously affect him who sends this advice. The count,
+by any opening from the bedroom, or by concealing himself in
+the dressing-room, would be able to defend his property
+himself. Many attendents or apparent precautions would
+prevent the villain from the attempt, and M. de Monte Cristo
+would lose the opportunity of discovering an enemy whom
+chance has revealed to him who now sends this warning to the
+count, -- a warning he might not be able to send another
+time, if this first attempt should fail and another be
+made."
+
+The count's first idea was that this was an artifice -- a
+gross deception, to draw his attention from a minor danger
+in order to expose him to a greater. He was on the point of
+sending the letter to the commissary of police,
+notwithstanding the advice of his anonymous friend, or
+perhaps because of that advice, when suddenly the idea
+occurred to him that it might be some personal enemy, whom
+he alone should recognize and over whom, if such were the
+case, he alone would gain any advantage, as Fiesco* had done
+over the Moor who would have killed him. We know the Count's
+vigorous and daring mind, denying anything to be impossible,
+with that energy which marks the great man. From his past
+life, from his resolution to shrink from nothing, the count
+had acquired an inconceivable relish for the contests in
+which he had engaged, sometimes against nature, that is to
+say, against God, and sometimes against the world, that is,
+against the devil.
+
+* The Genoese conspirator.
+
+"They do not want my papers," said Monte Cristo, "they want
+to kill me; they are no robbers, but assassins. I will not
+allow the prefect of police to interfere with my private
+affairs. I am rich enough, forsooth, to distribute his
+authority on this occasion." The count recalled Baptistin,
+who had left the room after delivering the letter. "Return
+to Paris," said he; "assemble the servants who remain there.
+I want all my household at Auteuil."
+
+"But will no one remain in the house, my lord?" asked
+Baptistin.
+
+"Yes, the porter."
+
+"My lord will remember that the lodge is at a distance from
+the house."
+
+"Well?"
+
+"The house might be stripped without his hearing the least
+noise."
+
+"By whom?"
+
+"By thieves."
+
+"You are a fool, M. Baptistin. Thieves might strip the house
+-- it would annoy me less than to be disobeyed." Baptistin
+bowed.
+
+"You understand me?" said the count. "Bring your comrades
+here, one and all; but let everything remain as usual, only
+close the shutters of the ground floor."
+
+"And those of the second floor?"
+
+"You know they are never closed. Go!"
+
+The count signified his intention of dining alone, and that
+no one but Ali should attend him. Having dined with his
+usual tranquillity and moderation, the count, making a
+signal to Ali to follow him, went out by the side-gate and
+on reaching the Bois de Boulogne turned, apparently without
+design towards Paris and at twilight; found himself opposite
+his house in the Champs-Elysees. All was dark; one solitary,
+feeble light was burning in the porter's lodge, about forty
+paces distant from the house, as Baptistin had said. Monte
+Cristo leaned against a tree, and with that scrutinizing
+glance which was so rarely deceived, looked up and down the
+avenue, examined the passers-by, and carefully looked down
+the neighboring streets, to see that no one was concealed.
+Ten minutes passed thus, and he was convinced that no one
+was watching him. He hastened to the side-door with Ali,
+entered hurriedly, and by the servants' staircase, of which
+he had the key, gained his bedroom without opening or
+disarranging a single curtain, without even the porter
+having the slightest suspicion that the house, which he
+supposed empty, contained its chief occupant.
+
+Arrived in his bedroom, the count motioned to Ali to stop;
+then he passed into the dressing-room, which he examined.
+Everything appeared as usual -- the precious secretary in
+its place, and the key in the secretary. He double locked
+it, took the key, returned to the bedroom door, removed the
+double staple of the bolt, and went in. Meanwhile Ali had
+procured the arms the count required -- namely, a short
+carbine and a pair of double-barrelled pistols, with which
+as sure an aim might be taken as with a single-barrelled
+one. Thus armed, the count held the lives of five men in his
+hands. It was about half-past nine. The count and Ali ate in
+haste a crust of bread and drank a glass of Spanish wine;
+then Monte Cristo slipped aside one of the movable panels,
+which enabled him to see into the adjoining room. He had
+within his reach his pistols and carbine, and Ali, standing
+near him, held one of the small Arabian hatchets, whose form
+has not varied since the Crusades. Through one of the
+windows of the bedroom, on a line with that in the
+dressing-room, the count could see into the street.
+
+Two hours passed thus. It was intensely dark; still Ali,
+thanks to his wild nature, and the count, thanks doubtless
+to his long confinement, could distinguish in the darkness
+the slightest movement of the trees. The little light in the
+lodge had long been extinct. It might be expected that the
+attack, if indeed an attack was projected, would be made
+from the staircase of the ground floor, and not from a
+window; in Monte Cristo's opinion, the villains sought his
+life, not his money. It would be his bedroom they would
+attack, and they must reach it by the back staircase, or by
+the window in the dressing-room. The clock of the Invalides
+struck a quarter to twelve; the west wind bore on its
+moistened gusts the doleful vibration of the three strokes.
+
+As the last stroke died away, the count thought he heard a
+slight noise in the dressing-room; this first sound, or
+rather this first grinding, was followed by a second, then a
+third; at the fourth, the count knew what to expect. A firm
+and well-practised hand was engaged in cutting the four
+sides of a pane of glass with a diamond. The count felt his
+heart beat more rapidly. Inured as men may be to danger,
+forewarned as they may be of peril, they understand, by the
+fluttering of the heart and the shuddering of the frame, the
+enormous difference between a dream and a reality, between
+the project and the execution. However, Monte Cristo only
+made a sign to apprise Ali, who, understanding that danger
+was approaching from the other side, drew nearer to his
+master. Monte Cristo was eager to ascertain the strength and
+number of his enemies.
+
+The window whence the noise proceeded was opposite the
+opening by which the count could see into the dressing-room.
+He fixed his eyes on that window -- he distinguished a
+shadow in the darkness; then one of the panes became quite
+opaque, as if a sheet of paper were stuck on the outside,
+then the square cracked without falling. Through the opening
+an arm was passed to find the fastening, then a second; the
+window turned on its hinges, and a man entered. He was
+alone.
+
+"That's a daring rascal," whispered the count.
+
+At that moment Ali touched him slightly on the shoulder. He
+turned; Ali pointed to the window of the room in which they
+were, facing the street. "I see!" said he, "there are two of
+them; one does the work while the other stands guard." He
+made a sign to Ali not to lose sight of the man in the
+street, and turned to the one in the dressing-room.
+
+The glass-cutter had entered, and was feeling his way, his
+arms stretched out before him. At last he appeared to have
+made himself familiar with his surroundings. There were two
+doors; he bolted them both.
+
+When he drew near to the bedroom door, Monte Cristo expected
+that he was coming in, and raised one of his pistols; but he
+simply heard the sound of the bolts sliding in their copper
+rings. It was only a precaution. The nocturnal visitor,
+ignorant of the fact that the count had removed the staples,
+might now think himself at home, and pursue his purpose with
+full security. Alone and free to act as he wished, the man
+then drew from his pocket something which the count could
+not discern, placed it on a stand, then went straight to the
+secretary, felt the lock, and contrary to his expectation
+found that the key was missing. But the glass-cutter was a
+prudent man who had provided for all emergencies. The count
+soon heard the rattling of a bunch of skeleton keys, such as
+the locksmith brings when called to force a lock, and which
+thieves call nightingales, doubtless from the music of their
+nightly song when they grind against the bolt. "Ah, ha,"
+whispered Monte Cristo with a smile of disappointment, "he
+is only a thief."
+
+But the man in the dark could not find the right key. He
+reached the instrument he had placed on the stand, touched a
+spring, and immediately a pale light, just bright enough to
+render objects distinct, was reflected on his hands and
+countenance. "By heavens," exclaimed Monte Cristo, starting
+back, "it is" --
+
+Ali raised his hatchet. "Don't stir," whispered Monte
+Cristo, "and put down your hatchet; we shall require no
+arms." Then he added some words in a low tone, for the
+exclamation which surprise had drawn from the count, faint
+as it had been, had startled the man who remained in the
+pose of the old knife-grinder. It was an order the count had
+just given, for immediately Ali went noiselessly, and
+returned, bearing a black dress and a three-cornered hat.
+Meanwhile Monte Cristo had rapidly taken off his great-coat,
+waistcoat, and shirt, and one might distinguish by the
+glimmering through the open panel that he wore a pliant
+tunic of steel mail, of which the last in France, where
+daggers are no longer dreaded, was worn by King Louis XVI.,
+who feared the dagger at his breast, and whose head was
+cleft with a hatchet. The tunic soon disappeared under a
+long cassock, as did his hair under a priest's wig; the
+three-cornered hat over this effectually transformed the
+count into an abbe.
+
+The man, hearing nothing more, stood erect, and while Monte
+Cristo was completing his disguise had advanced straight to
+the secretary, whose lock was beginning to crack under his
+nightingale.
+
+"Try again," whispered the count, who depended on the secret
+spring, which was unknown to the picklock, clever as he
+might be -- "try again, you have a few minutes' work there."
+And he advanced to the window. The man whom he had seen
+seated on a fence had got down, and was still pacing the
+street; but, strange as it appeared, he cared not for those
+who might pass from the avenue of the Champs-Elysees or by
+the Faubourg St. Honore; his attention was engrossed with
+what was passing at the count's, and his only aim appeared
+to be to discern every movement in the dressing-room.
+
+Monte Cristo suddenly struck his finger on his forehead and
+a smile passed over his lips; then drawing near to Ali, he
+whispered, --
+
+"Remain here, concealed in the dark, and whatever noise you
+hear, whatever passes, only come in or show yourself if I
+call you." Ali bowed in token of strict obedience. Monte
+Cristo then drew a lighted taper from a closet, and when the
+thief was deeply engaged with his lock, silently opened the
+door, taking care that the light should shine directly on
+his face. The door opened so quietly that the thief heard no
+sound; but, to his astonishment, the room was suddenly
+illuminated. He turned.
+
+"Ah, good-evening, my dear M. Caderousse," said Monte
+Cristo; "what are you doing here, at such an hour?"
+
+"The Abbe Busoni!" exclaimed Caderousse; and, not knowing
+how this strange apparition could have entered when he had
+bolted the doors, he let fall his bunch of keys, and
+remained motionless and stupefied. The count placed himself
+between Caderousse and the window, thus cutting off from the
+thief his only chance of retreat. "The Abbe Busoni!"
+repeated Caderousse, fixing his haggard gaze on the count.
+
+"Yes, undoubtedly, the Abbe Busoni himself," replied Monte
+Cristo. "And I am very glad you recognize me, dear M.
+Caderousse; it proves you have a good memory, for it must be
+about ten years since we last met." This calmness of Busoni,
+combined with his irony and boldness, staggered Caderousse.
+
+"The abbe, the abbe!" murmured he, clinching his fists, and
+his teeth chattering.
+
+"So you would rob the Count of Monte Cristo?" continued the
+false abbe.
+
+"Reverend sir," murmured Caderousse, seeking to regain the
+window, which the count pitilessly blocked -- "reverend sir,
+I don't know -- believe me -- I take my oath" --
+
+"A pane of glass out," continued the count, "a dark lantern,
+a bunch of false keys, a secretary half forced -- it is
+tolerably evident" --
+
+Caderousse was choking; he looked around for some corner to
+hide in, some way of escape.
+
+"Come, come," continued the count, "I see you are still the
+same, -- an assassin."
+
+"Reverend sir, since you know everything, you know it was
+not I -- it was La Carconte; that was proved at the trial,
+since I was only condemned to the galleys."
+
+"Is your time, then, expired, since I find you in a fair way
+to return there?"
+
+"No, reverend sir; I have been liberated by some one."
+
+"That some one has done society a great kindness."
+
+"Ah," said Caderousse, "I had promised" --
+
+"And you are breaking your promise!" interrupted Monte
+Cristo.
+
+"Alas, yes!" said Caderousse very uneasily.
+
+"A bad relapse, that will lead you, if I mistake not, to the
+Place de Greve. So much the worse, so much the worse --
+diavolo, as they say in my country."
+
+"Reverend sir, I am impelled" --
+
+"Every criminal says the same thing."
+
+"Poverty" --
+
+"Pshaw!" said Busoni disdainfully; "poverty may make a man
+beg, steal a loaf of bread at a baker's door, but not cause
+him to open a secretary in a house supposed to be inhabited.
+And when the jeweller Johannes had just paid you 40,000
+francs for the diamond I had given you, and you killed him
+to get the diamond and the money both, was that also
+poverty?"
+
+"Pardon, reverend sir," said Caderousse; "you have saved my
+life once, save me again!"
+
+"That is but poor encouragement."
+
+"Are you alone, reverend sir, or have you there soldiers
+ready to seize me?"
+
+"I am alone," said the abbe, "and I will again have pity on
+you, and will let you escape, at the risk of the fresh
+miseries my weakness may lead to, if you tell me the truth."
+
+"Ah, reverend sir," cried Caderousse, clasping his hands,
+and drawing nearer to Monte Cristo, "I may indeed say you
+are my deliverer!"
+
+"You mean to say you have been freed from confinement?"
+
+"Yes, that is true, reverend sir."
+
+"Who was your liberator?"
+
+"An Englishman."
+
+"What was his name?"
+
+"Lord Wilmore."
+
+"I know him; I shall know if you lie."
+
+"Ah, reverend sir, I tell you the simple truth."
+
+"Was this Englishman protecting you?"
+
+"No, not me, but a young Corsican, my companion."
+
+"What was this young Corsican's name?"
+
+"Benedetto."
+
+"Is that his Christian name?"
+
+"He had no other; he was a foundling."
+
+"Then this young man escaped with you?"
+
+"He did."
+
+"In what way?"
+
+"We were working at St. Mandrier, near Toulon. Do you know
+St. Mandrier?"
+
+"I do."
+
+"In the hour of rest, between noon and one o'clock" --
+
+"Galley-slaves having a nap after dinner! We may well pity
+the poor fellows!" said the abbe.
+
+"Nay," said Caderousse, "one can't always work -- one is not
+a dog."
+
+"So much the better for the dogs," said Monte Cristo.
+
+"While the rest slept, then, we went away a short distance;
+we severed our fetters with a file the Englishman had given
+us, and swam away."
+
+"And what is become of this Benedetto?"
+
+"I don't know."
+
+"You ought to know."
+
+"No, in truth; we parted at Hyeres." And, to give more
+weight to his protestation, Caderousse advanced another step
+towards the abbe, who remained motionless in his place, as
+calm as ever, and pursuing his interrogation. "You lie,"
+said the Abbe Busoni, with a tone of irresistible authority.
+
+"Reverend sir!"
+
+"You lie! This man is still your friend, and you, perhaps,
+make use of him as your accomplice."
+
+"Oh, reverend sir!"
+
+"Since you left Toulon what have you lived on? Answer me!"
+
+"On what I could get."
+
+"You lie," repeated the abbe a third time, with a still more
+imperative tone. Caderousse, terrified, looked at the count.
+"You have lived on the money he has given you."
+
+"True," said Caderousse; "Benedetto has become the son of a
+great lord."
+
+"How can he be the son of a great lord?"
+
+"A natural son."
+
+"And what is that great lord's name?"
+
+"The Count of Monte Cristo, the very same in whose house we
+are."
+
+"Benedetto the count's son?" replied Monte Cristo,
+astonished in his turn.
+
+"Well, I should think so, since the count has found him a
+false father -- since the count gives him four thousand
+francs a month, and leaves him 500,000 francs in his will."
+
+"Ah, yes," said the factitious abbe, who began to
+understand; "and what name does the young man bear
+meanwhile?"
+
+"Andrea Cavalcanti."
+
+"Is it, then, that young man whom my friend the Count of
+Monte Cristo has received into his house, and who is going
+to marry Mademoiselle Danglars?"
+
+"Exactly."
+
+"And you suffer that, you wretch -- you, who know his life
+and his crime?"
+
+"Why should I stand in a comrade's way?" said Caderousse.
+
+"You are right; it is not you who should apprise M.
+Danglars, it is I."
+
+"Do not do so, reverend sir."
+
+"Why not?"
+
+"Because you would bring us to ruin."
+
+"And you think that to save such villains as you I will
+become an abettor of their plot, an accomplice in their
+crimes?"
+
+"Reverend sir," said Caderousse, drawing still nearer.
+
+"I will expose all."
+
+"To whom?"
+
+"To M. Danglars."
+
+"By heaven!" cried Caderousse, drawing from his waistcoat an
+open knife, and striking the count in the breast, "you shall
+disclose nothing, reverend sir!" To Caderousse's great
+astonishment, the knife, instead of piercing the count's
+breast, flew back blunted. At the same moment the count
+seized with his left hand the assassin's wrist, and wrung it
+with such strength that the knife fell from his stiffened
+fingers, and Caderousse uttered a cry of pain. But the
+count, disregarding his cry, continued to wring the bandit's
+wrist, until, his arm being dislocated, he fell first on his
+knees, then flat on the floor. The count then placed his
+foot on his head, saying, "I know not what restrains me from
+crushing thy skull, rascal."
+
+"Ah, mercy -- mercy!" cried Caderousse. The count withdrew
+his foot. "Rise!" said he. Caderousse rose.
+
+"What a wrist you have, reverend sir!" said Caderousse.
+stroking his arm, all bruised by the fleshy pincers which
+had held it; "what a wrist!"
+
+"Silence! God gives me strength to overcome a wild beast
+like you; in the name of that God I act, -- remember that,
+wretch, -- and to spare thee at this moment is still serving
+him."
+
+"Oh!" said Caderousse, groaning with pain.
+
+"Take this pen and paper, and write what I dictate."
+
+"I don't know how to write, reverend sir."
+
+"You lie! Take this pen, and write!" Caderousse, awed by the
+superior power of the abbe, sat down and wrote: --
+
+Sir, -- The man whom you are receiving at your house, and to
+whom you intend to marry your daughter, is a felon who
+escaped with me from confinement at Toulon. He was No. 59,
+and I No. 58. He was called Benedetto, but he is ignorant of
+his real name, having never known his parents.
+
+"Sign it!" continued the count.
+
+"But would you ruin me?"
+
+"If I sought your ruin, fool, I should drag you to the first
+guard-house; besides, when that note is delivered, in all
+probability you will have no more to fear. Sign it, then!"
+
+Caderousse signed it. "The address, `To monsieur the Baron
+Danglars, banker, Rue de la Chaussee d'Antin.'" Caderousse
+wrote the address. The abbe took the note. "Now," said he,
+"that suffices -- begone!"
+
+"Which way?"
+
+"The way you came."
+
+"You wish me to get out at that window?"
+
+"You got in very well."
+
+"Oh, you have some design against me, reverend sir."
+
+"Idiot! what design can I have?"
+
+"Why, then, not let me out by the door?"
+
+"What would be the advantage of waking the porter?" --
+
+"Ah, reverend sir, tell me, do you wish me dead?"
+
+"I wish what God wills."
+
+"But swear that you will not strike me as I go down."
+
+"Cowardly fool!"
+
+"What do you intend doing with me?"
+
+"I ask you what can I do? I have tried to make you a happy
+man, and you have turned out a murderer."
+
+"Oh, monsieur," said Caderousse, "make one more attempt --
+try me once more!"
+
+"I will," said the count. "Listen -- you know if I may be
+relied on."
+
+"Yes," said Caderousse.
+
+"If you arrive safely at home" --
+
+"What have I to fear, except from you?"
+
+"If you reach your home safely, leave Paris, leave France,
+and wherever you may be, so long as you conduct yourself
+well, I will send you a small annuity; for, if you return
+home safely, then" --
+
+"Then?" asked Caderousse, shuddering.
+
+"Then I shall believe God has forgiven you, and I will
+forgive you too."
+
+"As true as I am a Christian," stammered Caderousse, "you
+will make me die of fright!"
+
+"Now begone," said the count, pointing to the window.
+
+Caderousse, scarcely yet relying on this promise, put his
+legs out of the window and stood on the ladder. "Now go
+down," said the abbe, folding his arms. Understanding he had
+nothing more to fear from him, Caderousse began to go down.
+Then the count brought the taper to the window, that it
+might be seen in the Champs-Elysees that a man was getting
+out of the window while another held a light.
+
+"What are you doing, reverend sir? Suppose a watchman should
+pass?" And he blew out the light. He then descended, but it
+was only when he felt his foot touch the ground that he was
+satisfied of his safety.
+
+Monte Cristo returned to his bedroom, and, glancing rapidly
+from the garden to the street, he saw first Caderousse, who
+after walking to the end of the garden, fixed his ladder
+against the wall at a different part from where he came in.
+The count then looking over into the street, saw the man who
+appeared to be waiting run in the same direction, and place
+himself against the angle of the wall where Caderousse would
+come over. Caderousse climbed the ladder slowly, and looked
+over the coping to see if the street was quiet. No one could
+be seen or heard. The clock of the Invalides struck one.
+Then Caderousse sat astride the coping, and drawing up his
+ladder passed it over the wall; then he began to descend, or
+rather to slide down by the two stanchions, which he did
+with an ease which proved how accustomed he was to the
+exercise. But, once started, he could not stop. In vain did
+he see a man start from the shadow when he was halfway down
+-- in vain did he see an arm raised as he touched the
+ground. Before he could defend himself that arm struck him
+so violently in the back that he let go the ladder, crying,
+"Help!" A second blow struck him almost immediately in the
+side, and he fell, calling, "Help, murder!" Then, as he
+rolled on the ground, his adversary seized him by the hair,
+and struck him a third blow in the chest. This time
+Caderousse endeavored to call again, but he could only utter
+a groan, and he shuddered as the blood flowed from his three
+wounds. The assassin, finding that he no longer cried out,
+lifted his head up by the hair; his eyes were closed, and
+the mouth was distorted. The murderer, supposing him dead,
+let fall his head and disappeared. Then Caderousse, feeling
+that he was leaving him, raised himself on his elbow, and
+with a dying voice cried with great effort, "Murder! I am
+dying! Help, reverend sir, -- help!"
+
+This mournful appeal pierced the darkness. The door of the
+back-staircase opened, then the side-gate of the garden, and
+Ali and his master were on the spot with lights.
+
+
+
+Chapter 83
+The Hand of God.
+
+Caderousse continued to call piteously, "Help, reverend sir,
+help!"
+
+"What is the matter?" asked Monte Cristo.
+
+"Help," cried Caderousse; "I am murdered!"
+
+"We are here; -- take courage."
+
+"Ah, it's all over! You are come too late -- you are come to
+see me die. What blows, what blood!" He fainted. Ali and his
+master conveyed the wounded man into a room. Monte Cristo
+motioned to Ali to undress him, and he then examined his
+dreadful wounds. "My God!" he exclaimed, "thy vengeance is
+sometimes delayed, but only that it may fall the more
+effectually." Ali looked at his master for further
+instructions. "Bring here immediately the king's attorney,
+M. de Villefort, who lives in the Faubourg St. Honore. As
+you pass the lodge, wake the porter, and send him for a
+surgeon." Ali obeyed, leaving the abbe alone with
+Caderousse, who had not yet revived.
+
+When the wretched man again opened his eyes, the count
+looked at him with a mournful expression of pity, and his
+lips moved as if in prayer. "A surgeon, reverend sir -- a
+surgeon!" said Caderousse.
+
+"I have sent for one," replied the abbe.
+
+"I know he cannot save my life, but he may strengthen me to
+give my evidence."
+
+"Against whom?"
+
+"Against my murderer."
+
+"Did you recognize him?"
+
+"Yes; it was Benedetto."
+
+"The young Corsican?"
+
+"Himself."
+
+"Your comrade?"
+
+"Yes. After giving me the plan of this house, doubtless
+hoping I should kill the count and he thus become his heir,
+or that the count would kill me and I should be out of his
+way, he waylaid me, and has murdered me."
+
+"I have also sent for the procureur."
+
+"He will not come in time; I feel my life fast ebbing."
+
+"Wait a moment," said Monte Cristo. He left the room, and
+returned in five minutes with a phial. The dying man's eyes
+were all the time riveted on the door, through which he
+hoped succor would arrive. "Hasten, reverend sir, hasten! I
+shall faint again!" Monte Cristo approached, and dropped on
+his purple lips three or four drops of the contents of the
+phial. Caderousse drew a deep breath. "Oh," said he, "that
+is life to me; more, more!"
+
+"Two drops more would kill you," replied the abbe.
+
+"Oh, send for some one to whom I can denounce the wretch!"
+
+"Shall I write your deposition? You can sign it."
+
+"Yes yes," said Caderousse; and his eyes glistened at the
+thought of this posthumous revenge. Monte Cristo wrote: --
+
+"I die, murdered by the Corsican Benedetto, my comrade in
+the galleys at Toulouse, No. 59."
+
+"Quick, quick!" said Caderousse, "or I shall be unable to
+sign it."
+
+Monte Cristo gave the pen to Caderousse, who collected all
+his strength, signed it, and fell back on his bed, saying:
+"You will relate all the rest, reverend sir; you will say he
+calls himself Andrea Cavalcanti. He lodges at the Hotel des
+Princes. Oh, I am dying!" He again fainted. The abbe made
+him smell the contents of the phial, and he again opened his
+eyes. His desire for revenge had not forsaken him.
+
+"Ah, you will tell all I have said, will you not, reverend
+sir?"
+
+"Yes, and much more."
+
+"What more will you say?"
+
+"I will say he had doubtless given you the plan of this
+house, in the hope the count would kill you. I will say,
+likewise, he had apprised the count, by a note, of your
+intention, and, the count being absent, I read the note and
+sat up to await you."
+
+"And he will be guillotined, will be not?" said Caderousse.
+"Promise me that, and I will die with that hope."
+
+"I will say," continued the count, "that he followed and
+watched you the whole time, and when he saw you leave the
+house, ran to the angle of the wall to conceal himself."
+
+"Did you see all that?"
+
+"Remember my words: `If you return home safely, I shall
+believe God has forgiven you, and I will forgive you also.'"
+
+"And you did not warn me!" cried Caderousse, raising himself
+on his elbows. "You knew I should be killed on leaving this
+house, and did not warn me!"
+
+"No; for I saw God's justice placed in the hands of
+Benedetto, and should have thought it sacrilege to oppose
+the designs of providence."
+
+"God's justice! Speak not of it, reverend sir. If God were
+just, you know how many would be punished who now escape."
+
+"Patience," said the abbe, in a tone which made the dying
+man shudder; "have patience!" Caderousse looked at him with
+amazement. "Besides," said the abbe, "God is merciful to
+all, as he has been to you; he is first a father, then a
+judge."
+
+"Do you then believe in God?" said Caderousse.
+
+"Had I been so unhappy as not to believe in him until now,"
+said Monte Cristo, "I must believe on seeing you."
+Caderousse raised his clinched hands towards heaven.
+
+"Listen," said the abbe, extending his hand over the wounded
+man, as if to command him to believe; "this is what the God
+in whom, on your death-bed, you refuse to believe, has done
+for you -- he gave you health, strength, regular employment,
+even friends -- a life, in fact, which a man might enjoy
+with a calm conscience. Instead of improving these gifts,
+rarely granted so abundantly, this has been your course --
+you have given yourself up to sloth and drunkenness, and in
+a fit of intoxication have ruined your best friend."
+
+"Help!" cried Caderousse; "I require a surgeon, not a
+priest; perhaps I am not mortally wounded -- I may not die;
+perhaps they can yet save my life."
+
+"Your wounds are so far mortal that, without the three drops
+I gave you, you would now be dead. Listen, then."
+
+"Ah," murmured Caderousse, "what a strange priest you are;
+you drive the dying to despair, instead of consoling them."
+
+"Listen," continued the abbe. "When you had betrayed your
+friend God began not to strike, but to warn you. Poverty
+overtook you. You had already passed half your life in
+coveting that which you might have honorably acquired; and
+already you contemplated crime under the excuse of want,
+when God worked a miracle in your behalf, sending you, by my
+hands, a fortune -- brilliant, indeed, for you, who had
+never possessed any. But this unexpected, unhoped-for,
+unheard-of fortune sufficed you no longer when you once
+possessed it; you wished to double it, and how? -- by a
+murder! You succeeded, and then God snatched it from you,
+and brought you to justice."
+
+"It was not I who wished to kill the Jew," said Caderousse;
+"it was La Carconte."
+
+"Yes," said Monte Cristo, "and God, -- I cannot say in
+justice, for his justice would have slain you, -- but God,
+in his mercy, spared your life."
+
+"Pardieu, to transport me for life, how merciful!"
+
+"You thought it a mercy then, miserable wretch! The coward
+who feared death rejoiced at perpetual disgrace; for like
+all galley-slaves, you said, `I may escape from prison, I
+cannot from the grave.' And you said truly; the way was
+opened for you unexpectedly. An Englishman visited Toulon,
+who had vowed to rescue two men from infamy, and his choice
+fell on you and your companion. You received a second
+fortune, money and tranquillity were restored to you, and
+you, who had been condemned to a felon's life, might live as
+other men. Then, wretched creature, then you tempted God a
+third time. `I have not enough,' you said, when you had more
+than you before possessed, and you committed a third crime,
+without reason, without excuse. God is wearied; he has
+punished you." Caderousse was fast sinking. "Give me drink,"
+said he: "I thirst -- I burn!" Monte Cristo gave him a glass
+of water. "And yet that villain, Benedetto, will escape!"
+
+"No one, I tell you, will escape; Benedetto will be
+punished."
+
+"Then, you, too, will be punished, for you did not do your
+duty as a priest -- you should have prevented Benedetto from
+killing me."
+
+"I?" said the count, with a smile which petrified the dying
+man, "when you had just broken your knife against the coat
+of mail which protected my breast! Yet perhaps if I had
+found you humble and penitent, I might have prevented
+Benedetto from killing you; but I found you proud and
+blood-thirsty, and I left you in the hands of God."
+
+"I do not believe there is a God," howled Caderousse; "you
+do not believe it; you lie -- you lie!"
+
+"Silence," said the abbe; "you will force the last drop of
+blood from your veins. What! you do not believe in God when
+he is striking you dead? you will not believe in him, who
+requires but a prayer, a word, a tear, and he will forgive?
+God, who might have directed the assassin's dagger so as to
+end your career in a moment, has given you this quarter of
+an hour for repentance. Reflect, then, wretched man, and
+repent."
+
+"No," said Caderousse, "no; I will not repent. There is no
+God; there is no providence -- all comes by chance." --
+
+"There is a providence; there is a God," said Monte Cristo,
+"of whom you are a striking proof, as you lie in utter
+despair, denying him, while I stand before you, rich, happy,
+safe and entreating that God in whom you endeavor not to
+believe, while in your heart you still believe in him."
+
+"But who are you, then?" asked Caderousse, fixing his dying
+eyes on the count. "Look well at me!" said Monte Cristo,
+putting the light near his face. "Well, the abbe -- the Abbe
+Busoni." Monte Cristo took off the wig which disfigured him,
+and let fall his black hair, which added so much to the
+beauty of his pallid features. "Oh?" said Caderousse,
+thunderstruck, "but for that black hair, I should say you
+were the Englishman, Lord Wilmore."
+
+"I am neither the Abbe Busoni nor Lord Wilmore," said Monte
+Cristo; "think again, -- do you not recollect me?" Those was
+a magic effect in the count's words, which once more revived
+the exhausted powers of the miserable man. "Yes, indeed,"
+said he; "I think I have seen you and known you formerly."
+
+"Yes, Caderousse, you have seen me; you knew me once."
+
+"Who, then, are you? and why, if you knew me, do you let me
+die?"
+
+"Because nothing can save you; your wounds are mortal. Had
+it been possible to save you, I should have considered it
+another proof of God's mercy, and I would again have
+endeavored to restore you, I swear by my father's tomb."
+
+"By your father's tomb!" said Caderousse, supported by a
+supernatural power, and half-raising himself to see more
+distinctly the man who had just taken the oath which all men
+hold sacred; "who, then, are you?" The count had watched the
+approach of death. He knew this was the last struggle. He
+approached the dying man, and, leaning over him with a calm
+and melancholy look, he whispered, "I am -- I am" -- And his
+almost closed lips uttered a name so low that the count
+himself appeared afraid to hear it. Caderousse, who had
+raised himself on his knees, and stretched out his arm,
+tried to draw back, then clasping his hands, and raising
+them with a desperate effort, "O my God, my God!" said he,
+"pardon me for having denied thee; thou dost exist, thou art
+indeed man's father in heaven, and his judge on earth. My
+God, my Lord, I have long despised thee! Pardon me, my God;
+receive me, O my Lord!" Caderousse sighed deeply, and fell
+back with a groan. The blood no longer flowed from his
+wounds. He was dead.
+
+"One!" said the count mysteriously, his eyes fixed on the
+corpse, disfigured by so awful a death. Ten minutes
+afterwards the surgeon and the procureur arrived, the one
+accompanied by the porter, the other by Ali, and were
+received by the Abbe Busoni, who was praying by the side of
+the corpse.
+
+
+
+Chapter 84
+Beauchamp.
+
+The daring attempt to rob the count was the topic of
+conversation throughout Paris for the next fortnight. The
+dying man had signed a deposition declaring Benedetto to be
+the assassin. The police had orders to make the strictest
+search for the murderer. Caderousse's knife, dark lantern,
+bunch of keys, and clothing, excepting the waistcoat, which
+could not be found, were deposited at the registry; the
+corpse was conveyed to the morgue. The count told every one
+that this adventure had happened during his absence at
+Auteuil, and that he only knew what was related by the Abbe
+Busoni, who that evening, by mere chance, had requested to
+pass the night in his house, to examine some valuable books
+in his library. Bertuccio alone turned pale whenever
+Benedetto's name was mentioned in his presence, but there
+was no reason why any one should notice his doing so.
+Villefort, being called on to prove the crime, was preparing
+his brief with the same ardor that he was accustomed to
+exercise when required to speak in criminal cases.
+
+But three weeks had already passed, and the most diligent
+search had been unsuccessful; the attempted robbery and the
+murder of the robber by his comrade were almost forgotten in
+anticipation of the approaching marriage of Mademoiselle
+Danglars to the Count Andrea Cavalcanti. It was expected
+that this wedding would shortly take place, as the young man
+was received at the banker's as the betrothed. Letters had
+been despatched to M. Cavalcanti, as the count's father, who
+highly approved of the union, regretted his inability to
+leave Parma at that time, and promised a wedding gift of a
+hundred and fifty thousand livres. It was agreed that the
+three millions should be intrusted to Danglars to invest;
+some persons had warned the young man of the circumstances
+of his future father-in-law, who had of late sustained
+repeated losses; but with sublime disinterestedness and
+confidence the young man refused to listen, or to express a
+single doubt to the baron. The baron adored Count Andrea
+Cavalcanti: not so Mademoiselle Eugenie Danglars. With an
+instinctive hatred of matrimony, she suffered Andrea's
+attentions in order to get rid of Morcerf; but when Andrea
+urged his suit, she betrayed an entire dislike to him. The
+baron might possibly have perceived it, but, attributing it
+to a caprice, feigned ignorance.
+
+The delay demanded by Beauchamp had nearly expired. Morcerf
+appreciated the advice of Monte Cristo to let things die
+away of their own accord. No one had taken up the remark
+about the general, and no one had recognized in the officer
+who betrayed the castle of Yanina the noble count in the
+House of Peers. Albert, however felt no less insulted; the
+few lines which had irritated him were certainly intended as
+an insult. Besides, the manner in which Beauchamp had closed
+the conference left a bitter recollection in his heart. He
+cherished the thought of the duel, hoping to conceal its
+true cause even from his seconds. Beauchamp had not been
+seen since the day he visited Albert, and those of whom the
+latter inquired always told him he was out on a journey
+which would detain him some days. Where he was no one knew.
+
+One morning Albert was awakened by his valet de chambre, who
+announced Beauchamp. Albert rubbed his eyes, ordered his
+servant to introduce him into the small smoking-room on the
+ground-floor, dressed himself quickly, and went down. He
+found Beauchamp pacing the room; on perceiving him Beauchamp
+stopped. "Your arrival here, without waiting my visit at
+your house to-day, looks well, sir," said Albert. "Tell me,
+may I shake hands with you, saying, `Beauchamp, acknowledge
+you have injured me, and retain my friendship,' or must I
+simply propose to you a choice of arms?"
+
+"Albert," said Beauchamp, with a look of sorrow which
+stupefied the young man, "let us first sit down and talk."
+
+"Rather, sir, before we sit down, I must demand your
+answer."
+
+"Albert," said the journalist, "these are questions which it
+is difficult to answer."
+
+"I will facilitate it by repeating the question, `Will you,
+or will you not, retract?'"
+
+"Morcerf, it is not enough to answer `yes' or `no' to
+questions which concern the honor, the social interest, and
+the life of such a man as Lieutenant-general the Count of
+Morcerf, peer of France."
+
+"What must then be done?"
+
+"What I have done, Albert. I reasoned thus -- money, time,
+and fatigue are nothing compared with the reputation and
+interests of a whole family; probabilities will not suffice,
+only facts will justify a deadly combat with a friend. If I
+strike with the sword, or discharge the contents of a pistol
+at man with whom, for three years, I have been on terms of
+intimacy, I must, at least, know why I do so; I must meet
+him with a heart at ease, and that quiet conscience which a
+man needs when his own arm must save his life."
+
+"Well," said Morcerf, impatiently, "what does all this
+mean?"
+
+"It means that I have just returned from Yanina."
+
+"From Yanina?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Impossible!"
+
+"Here is my passport; examine the visa -- Geneva, Milan,
+Venice, Trieste, Delvino, Yanina. Will you believe the
+government of a republic, a kingdom, and an empire?" Albert
+cast his eyes on the passport, then raised them in
+astonishment to Beauchamp. "You have been to Yanina?" said
+he.
+
+"Albert, had you been a stranger, a foreigner, a simple
+lord, like that Englishman who came to demand satisfaction
+three or four months since, and whom I killed to get rid of,
+I should not have taken this trouble; but I thought this
+mark of consideration due to you. I took a week to go,
+another to return, four days of quarantine, and forty-eight
+hours to stay there; that makes three weeks. I returned last
+night, and here I am."
+
+"What circumlocution! How long you are before you tell me
+what I most wish to know?"
+
+"Because, in truth, Albert" --
+
+"You hesitate?"
+
+"Yes, -- I fear."
+
+"You fear to acknowledge that your correspondent his
+deceived you? Oh, no self-love, Beauchamp. Acknowledge it,
+Beauchamp; your courage cannot be doubted."
+
+"Not so," murmured the journalist; "on the contrary" --
+
+Albert turned frightfully pale; he endeavored to speak, but
+the words died on his lips. "My friend," said Beauchamp, in
+the most affectionate tone, "I should gladly make an
+apology; but, alas," --
+
+"But what?"
+
+"The paragraph was correct, my friend."
+
+"What? That French officer" --
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Fernand?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"The traitor who surrendered the castle of the man in whose
+service he was" --
+
+"Pardon me, my friend, that man was your father!" Albert
+advanced furiously towards Beauchamp, but the latter
+restrained him more by a mild look than by his extended
+hand.
+
+"My friend," said he, "here is a proof of it."
+
+Albert opened the paper, it was an attestation of four
+notable inhabitants of Yanina, proving that Colonel Fernand
+Mondego, in the service of Ali Tepelini, had surrendered the
+castle for two million crowns. The signatures were perfectly
+legal. Albert tottered and fell overpowered in a chair. It
+could no longer be doubted; the family name was fully given.
+After a moment's mournful silence, his heart overflowed, and
+he gave way to a flood of tears. Beauchamp, who had watched
+with sincere pity the young man's paroxysm of grief,
+approached him. "Now, Albert," said he, "you understand me
+-- do you not? I wished to see all, and to judge of
+everything for myself, hoping the explanation would be in
+your father's favor, and that I might do him justice. But,
+on the contrary, the particulars which are given prove that
+Fernand Mondego, raised by Ali Pasha to the rank of
+governor-general, is no other than Count Fernand of Morcerf;
+then, recollecting the honor you had done me, in admitting
+me to your friendship, I hastened to you."
+
+Albert, still extended on the chair, covered his face with
+both hands, as if to prevent the light from reaching him. "I
+hastened to you," continued Beauchamp, "to tell you, Albert,
+that in this changing age, the faults of a father cannot
+revert upon his children. Few have passed through this
+revolutionary period, in the midst of which we were born,
+without some stain of infamy or blood to soil the uniform of
+the soldier, or the gown of the magistrate. Now I have these
+proofs, Albert, and I am in your confidence, no human power
+can force me to a duel which your own conscience would
+reproach you with as criminal, but I come to offer you what
+you can no longer demand of me. Do you wish these proofs,
+these attestations, which I alone possess, to be destroyed?
+Do you wish this frightful secret to remain with us?
+Confided to me, it shall never escape my lips; say, Albert,
+my friend, do you wish it?"
+
+Albert threw himself on Beauchamp's neck. "Ah, noble
+fellow!" cried he.
+
+"Take these," said Beauchamp, presenting the papers to
+Albert.
+
+Albert seized them with a convulsive hand, tore them in
+pieces, and trembling lest the least vestige should escape
+and one day appear to confront him, he approached the
+wax-light, always kept burning for cigars, and burned every
+fragment. "Dear, excellent friend," murmured Albert, still
+burning the papers.
+
+"Let all be forgotten as a sorrowful dream," said Beauchamp;
+"let it vanish as the last sparks from the blackened paper,
+and disappear as the smoke from those silent ashes."
+
+"Yes, yes," said Albert, "and may there remain only the
+eternal friendship which I promised to my deliverer, which
+shall be transmitted to our children's children, and shall
+always remind me that I owe my life and the honor of my name
+to you, -- for had this been known, oh, Beauchamp, I should
+have destroyed myself; or, -- no, my poor mother! I could
+not have killed her by the same blow, -- I should have fled
+from my country."
+
+"Dear Albert," said Beauchamp. But this sudden and
+factitious joy soon forsook the young man, and was succeeded
+by a still greater grief.
+
+"Well," said Beauchamp, "what still oppresses you, my
+friend?"
+
+"I am broken-hearted," said Albert. "Listen, Beauchamp! I
+cannot thus, in a moment relinquish the respect, the
+confidence, and pride with which a father's untarnished name
+inspires a son. Oh, Beauchamp, Beauchamp, how shall I now
+approach mine? Shall I draw back my forehead from his
+embrace, or withhold my hand from his? I am the most
+wretched of men. Ah, my mother, my poor mother!" said
+Albert, gazing through his tears at his mother's portrait;
+"if you know this, how much must you suffer!"
+
+"Come," said Beauchamp, taking both his hands, "take
+courage, my friend."
+
+"But how came that first note to be inserted in your
+journal? Some unknown enemy -- an invisible foe -- has done
+this."
+
+"The more must you fortify yourself, Albert. Let no trace of
+emotion be visible on your countenance, bear your grief as
+the cloud bears within it ruin and death -- a fatal secret,
+known only when the storm bursts. Go, my friend, reserve
+your strength for the moment when the crash shall come."
+
+"You think, then, all is not over yet?" said Albert,
+horror-stricken.
+
+"I think nothing, my friend; but all things are possible. By
+the way" --
+
+"What?" said Albert, seeing that Beauchamp hesitated.
+
+"Are you going to marry Mademoiselle Danglars?"
+
+"Why do you ask me now?"
+
+"Because the rupture or fulfilment of this engagement is
+connected with the person of whom we were speaking."
+
+"How?" said Albert, whose brow reddened; "you think M.
+Danglars" --
+
+"I ask you only how your engagement stands? Pray put no
+construction on my words I do not mean they should convey,
+and give them no undue weight."
+
+"No." said Albert, "the engagement is broken off."
+
+"Well," said Beauchamp. Then, seeing the young man was about
+to relapse into melancholy, "Let us go out, Albert," said
+he; "a ride in the wood in the phaeton, or on horseback,
+will refresh you; we will then return to breakfast, and you
+shall attend to your affairs, and I to mine."
+
+"Willingly," said Albert; "but let us walk. I think a little
+exertion would do me good." The two friends walked out on
+the fortress. When arrived at the Madeleine, -- "Since we
+are out," said Beauchamp, "let us call on M. de Monte
+Cristo; he is admirably adapted to revive one's spirits,
+because he never interrogates, and in my opinion those who
+ask no questions are the best comforters."
+
+"Gladly," said Albert; "I love him -- let us call."
+
+
+
+Chapter 85
+The Journey.
+
+Monte Cristo uttered a joyful exclamation on seeing the
+young men together. "Ah, ha!" said he, "I hope all is over,
+explained and settled."
+
+"Yes," said Beauchamp; "the absurd reports have died away,
+and should they be renewed, I would be the first to oppose
+them; so let us speak no more of it."
+
+"Albert will tell you," replied the count "that I gave him
+the same advice. Look," added he. "I am finishing the most
+execrable morning's work."
+
+"What is it?" said Albert; "arranging your papers,
+apparently."
+
+"My papers, thank God, no, -- my papers are all in capital
+order, because I have none; but M. Cavalcanti's."
+
+"M. Cavalcanti's?" asked Beauchamp.
+
+"Yes; do you not know that this is a young man whom the
+count is introducing?" said Morcerf.
+
+"Let us not misunderstand each other," replied Monte Cristo;
+"I introduce my one, and certainly not M. Cavalcanti."
+
+"And who," said Albert with a forced smile, "is to marry
+Mademoiselle Danglars instead of me, which grieves me
+cruelly."
+
+"What? Cavalcanti is going to marry Mademoiselle Danglars?"
+asked Beauchamp.
+
+"Certainly; do you come from the end of the world?" said
+Monte Cristo; "you, a journalist, the husband of renown? It
+is the talk of all Paris."
+
+"And you, count, have made this match?" asked Beauchamp.
+
+"I? Silence, purveyor of gossip, do not spread that report.
+I make a match? No, you do not know me; I have done all in
+my power to oppose it."
+
+"Ah, I understand," said Beauchamp, "on our friend Albert's
+account."
+
+"On my account?" said the young man; "oh, no, indeed, the
+count will do me the justice to assert that I have, on the
+contrary, always entreated him to break off my engagement,
+and happily it is ended. The count pretends I have not him
+to thank; -- so be it -- I will erect an altar Deo ignoto."
+
+"Listen," said Monte Cristo; "I have had little to do with
+it, for I am at variance both with the father-in-law and the
+young man; there is only Mademoiselle Eugenie, who appears
+but little charmed with the thoughts of matrimony, and who,
+seeing how little I was disposed to persuade her to renounce
+her dear liberty, retains any affection for me."
+
+"And do you say this wedding is at hand?"
+
+"Oh, yes, in spite of all I could say. I do not know the
+young man; he is said to be of good family and rich, but I
+never trust to vague assertions. I have warned M. Danglars
+of it till I am tired, but he is fascinated with his
+Luccanese. I have even informed him of a circumstance I
+consider very serious; the young man was either charmed by
+his nurse, stolen by gypsies, or lost by his tutor, I
+scarcely know which. But I do know his father lost sight of
+him for more than ten years; what he did during these ten
+years, God only knows. Well, all that was useless. They have
+commissioned me to write to the major to demand papers, and
+here they are. I send them, but like Pilate -- washing my
+hands."
+
+"And what does Mademoiselle d'Armilly say to you for robbing
+her of her pupil?"
+
+"Oh, well, I don't know; but I understand that she is going
+to Italy. Madame Danglars asked me for letters of
+recommendation for the impresari; I gave her a few lines for
+the director of the Valle Theatre, who is under some
+obligation to me. But what is the matter, Albert? you look
+dull; are you, after all, unconsciously in love with
+Mademoiselle Eugenie?"
+
+"I am not aware of it," said Albert, smiling sorrowfully.
+Beauchamp turned to look at some paintings. "But," continued
+Monte Cristo, "you are not in your usual spirits?"
+
+"I have a dreadful headache," said Albert.
+
+"Well, my dear viscount," said Monte Cristo, "I have an
+infallible remedy to propose to you."
+
+"What is that?" asked the young man.
+
+"A change."
+
+"Indeed?" said Albert.
+
+"Yes; and as I am just now excessively annoyed, I shall go
+from home. Shall we go together?"
+
+"You annoyed, count?" said Beauchamp; "and by what?"
+
+"Ah, you think very lightly of it; I should like to see you
+with a brief preparing in your house."
+
+"What brief?"
+
+"The one M. de Villefort is preparing against my amiable
+assassin -- some brigand escaped from the gallows
+apparently."
+
+"True," said Beauchamp; "I saw it in the paper. Who is this
+Caderousse?"
+
+"Some provincial, it appears. M. de Villefort heard of him
+at Marseilles, and M. Danglars recollects having seen him.
+Consequently, the procureur is very active in the affair,
+and the prefect of police very much interested; and, thanks
+to that interest, for which I am very grateful, they send me
+all the robbers of Paris and the neighborhood, under
+pretence of their being Caderousse's murderers, so that in
+three months, if this continue, every robber and assassin in
+France will have the plan of my house at his fingers' end. I
+am resolved to desert them and go to some remote corner of
+the earth, and shall be happy if you will accompany me,
+viscount."
+
+"Willingly."
+
+"Then it is settled?"
+
+"Yes, but where?"
+
+"I have told you, where the air is pure, where every sound
+soothes, where one is sure to be humbled, however proud may
+be his nature. I love that humiliation, I, who am master of
+the universe, as was Augustus."
+
+"But where are you really going?"
+
+"To sea, viscount; you know I am a sailor. I was rocked when
+an infant in the arms of old ocean, and on the bosom of the
+beautiful Amphitrite; I have sported with the green mantle
+of the one and the azure robe of the other; I love the sea
+as a mistress, and pine if I do not often see her."
+
+"Let us go, count."
+
+"To sea?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"You accept my proposal?"
+
+"I do."
+
+"Well, Viscount, there will be in my court-yard this evening
+a good travelling britzka, with four post-horses, in which
+one may rest as in a bed. M. Beauchamp, it holds four very
+well, will you accompany us?"
+
+"Thank you, I have just returned from sea."
+
+"What? you have been to sea?"
+
+"Yes; I have just made a little excursion to the Borromean
+Islands."*
+
+* Lake Maggiore.
+
+"What of that? come with us," said Albert.
+
+"No, dear Morcerf; you know I only refuse when the thing is
+impossible. Besides, it is important," added he in a low
+tone, "that I should remain in Paris just now to watch the
+paper."
+
+"Ah, you are a good and an excellent friend," said Albert;
+"yes, you are right; watch, watch, Beauchamp, and try to
+discover the enemy who made this disclosure." Albert and
+Beauchamp parted, the last pressure of their hands
+expressing what their tongues could not before a stranger.
+
+"Beauchamp is a worthy fellow," said Monte Cristo, when the
+journalist was gone; "is he not, Albert?"
+
+"Yes, and a sincere friend; I love him devotedly. But now we
+are alone, -- although it is immaterial to me, -- where are
+we going?"
+
+"Into Normandy, if you like."
+
+"Delightful; shall we be quite retired? have no society, no
+neighbors?"
+
+"Our companions will be riding-horses, dogs to hunt with,
+and a fishing-boat."
+
+"Exactly what I wish for; I will apprise my mother of my
+intention, and return to you."
+
+"But shall you be allowed to go into Normandy?"
+
+"I may go where I please."
+
+"Yes, I am aware you may go alone, since I once met you in
+Italy -- but to accompany the mysterious Monte Cristo?"
+
+"You forget, count, that I have often told you of the deep
+interest my mother takes in you."
+
+"`Woman is fickle.' said Francis I.; `woman is like a wave
+of the sea,' said Shakespeare; both the great king and the
+great poet ought to have known woman's nature well."
+
+"Woman's, yes; my mother is not woman, but a woman."
+
+"As I am only a humble foreigner, you must pardon me if I do
+not understand all the subtle refinements of your language."
+
+"What I mean to say is, that my mother is not quick to give
+her confidence, but when she does she never changes."
+
+"Ah, yes, indeed," said Monte Cristo with a sigh; "and do
+you think she is in the least interested in me?"
+
+"I repeat it, you must really be a very strange and superior
+man, for my mother is so absorbed by the interest you have
+excited, that when I am with her she speaks of no one else."
+
+"And does she try to make you dislike me?"
+
+"On the contrary, she often says, `Morcerf, I believe the
+count has a noble nature; try to gain his esteem.'"
+
+"Indeed?" said Monte Cristo, sighing.
+
+"You see, then," said Albert, "that instead of opposing, she
+will encourage me."
+
+"Adieu, then, until five o'clock; be punctual, and we shall
+arrive at twelve or one."
+
+"At Treport?"
+
+"Yes; or in the neighborhood."
+
+"But can we travel forty-eight leagues in eight hours?"
+
+"Easily," said Monte Cristo.
+
+"You are certainly a prodigy; you will soon not only surpass
+the railway, which would not be very difficult in France,
+but even the telegraph."
+
+"But, viscount, since we cannot perform the journey in less
+than seven or eight hours, do not keep me waiting."
+
+"Do not fear, I have little to prepare." Monte Cristo smiled
+as he nodded to Albert, then remained a moment absorbed in
+deep meditation. But passing his hand across his forehead as
+if to dispel his revery, he rang the bell twice and
+Bertuccio entered. "Bertuccio," said he, "I intend going
+this evening to Normandy, instead of to-morrow or the next
+day. You will have sufficient time before five o'clock;
+despatch a messenger to apprise the grooms at the first
+station. M. de Morcerf will accompany me." Bertuccio obeyed
+and despatched a courier to Pontoise to say the
+travelling-carriage would arrive at six o'clock. From
+Pontoise another express was sent to the next stage, and in
+six hours all the horses stationed on the road were ready.
+Before his departure, the count went to Haidee's apartments,
+told her his intention, and resigned everything to her care.
+Albert was punctual. The journey soon became interesting
+from its rapidity, of which Morcerf had formed no previous
+idea. "Truly," said Monte Cristo, "with your posthorses
+going at the rate of two leagues an hour, and that absurd
+law that one traveller shall not pass another without
+permission, so that an invalid or ill-tempered traveller may
+detain those who are well and active, it is impossible to
+move; I escape this annoyance by travelling with my own
+postilion and horses; do I not, Ali?"
+
+The count put his head out of the window and whistled, and
+the horses appeared to fly. The carriage rolled with a
+thundering noise over the pavement, and every one turned to
+notice the dazzling meteor. Ali, smiling, repeated the
+sound, grasped the reins with a firm hand, and spurred his
+horses, whose beautiful manes floated in the breeze. This
+child of the desert was in his element, and with his black
+face and sparkling eyes appeared, in the cloud of dust he
+raised, like the genius of the simoom and the god of the
+hurricane. "I never knew till now the delight of speed,"
+said Morcerf, and the last cloud disappeared from his brow;
+"but where the devil do you get such horses? Are they made
+to order?"
+
+"Precisely," said the count; "six years since I bought a
+horse in Hungary remarkable for its swiftness. The
+thirty-two that we shall use to-night are its progeny; they
+are all entirely black, with the exception of a star upon
+the forehead."
+
+"That is perfectly admirable; but what do you do, count,
+with all these horses?"
+
+"You see, I travel with them."
+
+"But you are not always travelling."
+
+"When I no longer require them, Bertuccio will sell them,
+and he expects to realize thirty or forty thousand francs by
+the sale."
+
+"But no monarch in Europe will be wealthy enough to purchase
+them."
+
+"Then he will sell them to some Eastern vizier, who will
+empty his coffers to purchase them, and refill them by
+applying the bastinado to his subjects."
+
+"Count, may I suggest one idea to you?"
+
+"Certainly."
+
+"It is that, next to you, Bertuccio must be the richest
+gentleman in Europe."
+
+"You are mistaken, viscount; I believe he has not a franc in
+his possession."
+
+"Then he must be a wonder. My dear count, if you tell me
+many more marvellous things, I warn you I shall not believe
+them."
+
+"I countenance nothing that is marvellous, M. Albert. Tell
+me, why does a steward rob his master?"
+
+"Because, I suppose, it is his nature to do so, for the love
+of robbing."
+
+"You are mistaken; it is because he has a wife and family,
+and ambitious desires for himself and them. Also because he
+is not sure of always retaining his situation, and wishes to
+provide for the future. Now, M. Bertuccio is alone in the
+world; he uses my property without accounting for the use he
+makes of it; he is sure never to leave my service."
+
+"Why?"
+
+"Because I should never get a better."
+
+"Probabilities are deceptive."
+
+"But I deal in certainties; he is the best servant over whom
+one has the power of life and death."
+
+"Do you possess that right over Bertuccio?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+There are words which close a conversation with an iron
+door; such was the count's "yes." The whole journey was
+performed with equal rapidity; the thirty-two horses,
+dispersed over seven stages, brought them to their
+destination in eight hours. At midnight they arrived at the
+gate of a beautiful park. The porter was in attendance; he
+had been apprised by the groom of the last stage of the
+count's approach. At half past two in the morning Morcerf
+was conducted to his apartments, where a bath and supper
+were prepared. The servant who had travelled at the back of
+the carriage waited on him; Baptistin, who rode in front,
+attended the count. Albert bathed, took his supper, and went
+to bed. All night he was lulled by the melancholy noise of
+the surf. On rising, he went to his window, which opened on
+a terrace, having the sea in front, and at the back a pretty
+park bounded by a small forest. In a creek lay a little
+sloop, with a narrow keel and high masts, bearing on its
+flag the Monte Cristo arms which were a mountain on a sea
+azure, with a cross gules on the shield. Around the schooner
+lay a number of small fishing-boats belonging to the
+fishermen of the neighboring village, like humble subjects
+awaiting orders from their queen. There, as in every spot
+where Monte Cristo stopped, if but for two days, luxury
+abounded and life went on with the utmost ease.
+
+Albert found in his anteroom two guns, with all the
+accoutrements for hunting; a lofty room on the ground-floor
+containing all the ingenious instruments the English --
+eminent in piscatory pursuits, since they are patient and
+sluggish -- have invented for fishing. The day passed in
+pursuing those exercises in which Monte Cristo excelled.
+They killed a dozen pheasants in the park, as many trout in
+the stream, dined in a summer-house overlooking the ocean,
+and took tea in the library.
+
+Towards the evening of the third day. Albert, completely
+exhausted with the exercise which invigorated Monte Cristo,
+was sleeping in an arm-chair near the window, while the
+count was designing with his architect the plan of a
+conservatory in his house, when the sound of a horse at full
+speed on the high road made Albert look up. He was
+disagreeably surprised to see his own valet de chambre, whom
+he had not brought, that he might not inconvenience Monte
+Cristo.
+
+"Florentin here!" cried he, starting up; "is my mother ill?"
+And he hastened to the door. Monte Cristo watched and saw
+him approach the valet, who drew a small sealed parcel from
+his pocket, containing a newspaper and a letter. "From whom
+is this?" said he eagerly. "From M. Beauchamp," replied
+Florentin.
+
+"Did he send you?"
+
+"Yes, sir; he sent for me to his house, gave me money for my
+journey, procured a horse, and made me promise not to stop
+till I had reached you, I have come in fifteen hours."
+
+Albert opened the letter with fear, uttered a shriek on
+reading the first line, and seized the paper. His sight was
+dimmed, his legs sank under him, and he would have fallen
+had not Florentin supported him.
+
+"Poor young man," said Monte Cristo in a low voice; "it is
+then true that the sin of the father shall fall on the
+children to the third and fourth generation." Meanwhile
+Albert had revived, and, continuing to read, he threw back
+his head, saying, "Florentin, is your horse fit to return
+immediately?"
+
+"It is a poor lame post-horse."
+
+"In what state was the house when you left?"
+
+"All was quiet, but on returning from M. Beauchamp's, I
+found madame in tears: she had sent for me to know when you
+would return. I told her my orders from M. Beauchamp; she
+first extended her arms to prevent me, but after a moment's
+reflection, `Yes, go, Florentin,' said she, `and may he come
+quickly.'"
+
+"Yes, my mother," said Albert, "I will return, and woe to
+the infamous wretch! But first of all I must get there."
+
+He went back to the room where he had left Monte Cristo.
+Five minutes had sufficed to make a complete transformation
+in his appearance. His voice had become rough and hoarse;
+his face was furrowed with wrinkles; his eyes burned under
+the blue-veined lids, and he tottered like a drunken man.
+"Count," said he, "I thank you for your hospitality, which I
+would gladly have enjoyed longer; but I must return to
+Paris."
+
+"What has happened?"
+
+"A great misfortune, more important to me than life. Don't
+question me, I beg of you, but lend me a horse."
+
+"My stables are at your command, viscount; but you will kill
+yourself by riding on horseback. Take a post-chaise or a
+carriage."
+
+"No, it would delay me, and I need the fatigue you warn me
+of; it will do me good." Albert reeled as if he had been
+shot, and fell on a chair near the door. Monte Cristo did
+not see this second manifestation of physical exhaustion; he
+was at the window, calling, "Ali, a horse for M. de Morcerf
+-- quick! he is in a hurry!" These words restored Albert; he
+darted from the room, followed by the count. "Thank you!"
+cried he, throwing himself on his horse. "Return as soon as
+you can, Florentin. Must I use any password to procure a
+horse?"
+
+"Only dismount; another will be immediately saddled." Albert
+hesitated a moment. "You may think my departure strange and
+foolish," said the young man; "you do not know how a
+paragraph in a newspaper may exasperate one. Read that,"
+said he, "when I am gone, that you may not be witness of my
+anger."
+
+While the count picked up the paper he put spurs to his
+horse, which leaped in astonishment at such an unusual
+stimulus, and shot away with the rapidity of an arrow. The
+count watched him with a feeling of compassion, and when he
+had completely disappeared, read as follows: --
+
+"The French officer in the service of Ali Pasha of Yanina
+alluded to three weeks since in the Impartial, who not only
+surrendered the castle of Yanina, but sold his benefactor to
+the Turks, styled himself truly at that time Fernand, as our
+esteemed contemporary states; but he has since added to his
+Christian name a title of nobility and a family name. He now
+calls himself the Count of Morcerf, and ranks among the
+peers."
+
+Thus the terrible secret, which Beauchamp had so generously
+destroyed, appeared again like an armed phantom; and another
+paper, deriving its information from some malicious source,
+had published two days after Albert's departure for Normandy
+the few lines which had rendered the unfortunate young man
+almost crazy.
+
+
+
+Chapter 86
+The Trial.
+
+At eight o'clock in the morning Albert had arrived at
+Beauchamp's door. The valet de chambre had received orders
+to usher him in at once. Beauchamp was in his bath. "Here I
+am," said Albert.
+
+"Well, my poor friend," replied Beauchamp, "I expected you."
+
+"I need not say I think you are too faithful and too kind to
+have spoken of that painful circumstance. Your having sent
+for me is another proof of your affection. So, without
+losing time, tell me, have you the slightest idea whence
+this terrible blow proceeds?"
+
+"I think I have some clew."
+
+"But first tell me all the particulars of this shameful
+plot." Beauchamp proceeded to relate to the young man, who
+was overwhelmed with shame and grief, the following facts.
+Two days previously, the article had appeared in another
+paper besides the Impartial, and, what was more serious, one
+that was well known as a government paper. Beauchamp was
+breakfasting when he read the paragraph. He sent immediately
+for a cabriolet, and hastened to the publisher's office.
+Although professing diametrically opposite principles from
+those of the editor of the other paper, Beauchamp -- as it
+sometimes, we may say often, happens -- was his intimate
+friend. The editor was reading, with apparent delight, a
+leading article in the same paper on beet-sugar, probably a
+composition of his own.
+
+"Ah, pardieu," said Beauchamp, "with the paper in your hand,
+my friend, I need not tell you the cause of my visit."
+
+"Are you interested in the sugar question?" asked the editor
+of the ministerial paper.
+
+"No," replied Beauchamp, "I have not considered the
+question; a totally different subject interests me."
+
+"What is it?"
+
+"The article relative to Morcerf."
+
+"Indeed? Is it not a curious affair?"
+
+"So curious, that I think you are running a great risk of a
+prosecution for defamation of character."
+
+"Not at all; we have received with the information all the
+requisite proofs, and we are quite sure M. de Morcerf will
+not raise his voice against us; besides, it is rendering a
+service to one's country to denounce these wretched
+criminals who are unworthy of the honor bestowed on them."
+Beauchamp was thunderstruck. "Who, then, has so correctly
+informed you?" asked he; "for my paper, which gave the first
+information on the subject, has been obliged to stop for
+want of proof; and yet we are more interested than you in
+exposing M. de Morcerf, as he is a peer of France, and we
+are of the opposition."
+
+"Oh, that is very simple; we have not sought to scandalize.
+This news was brought to us. A man arrived yesterday from
+Yanina, bringing a formidable array of documents; and when
+we hesitated to publish the accusatory article, he told us
+it should be inserted in some other paper."
+
+Beauchamp understood that nothing remained but to submit,
+and left the office to despatch a courier to Morcerf. But he
+had been unable to send to Albert the following particulars,
+as the events had transpired after the messenger's
+departure; namely, that the same day a great agitation was
+manifest in the House of Peers among the usually calm
+members of that dignified assembly. Every one had arrived
+almost before the usual hour, and was conversing on the
+melancholy event which was to attract the attention of the
+public towards one of their most illustrious colleagues.
+Some were perusing the article, others making comments and
+recalling circumstances which substantiated the charges
+still more. The Count of Morcerf was no favorite with his
+colleagues. Like all upstarts, he had had recourse to a
+great deal of haughtiness to maintain his position. The true
+nobility laughed at him, the talented repelled him, and the
+honorable instinctively despised him. He was, in fact, in
+the unhappy position of the victim marked for sacrifice; the
+finger of God once pointed at him, every one was prepared to
+raise the hue and cry.
+
+The Count of Morcerf alone was ignorant of the news. He did
+not take in the paper containing the defamatory article, and
+had passed the morning in writing letters and in trying a
+horse. He arrived at his usual hour, with a proud look and
+insolent demeanor; he alighted, passed through the
+corridors, and entered the house without observing the
+hesitation of the door-keepers or the coolness of his
+colleagues. Business had already been going on for half an
+hour when he entered. Every one held the accusing paper,
+but, as usual, no one liked to take upon himself the
+responsibility of the attack. At length an honorable peer,
+Morcerf's acknowledged enemy, ascended the tribune with that
+solemnity which announced that the expected moment had
+arrived. There was an impressive silence; Morcerf alone knew
+not why such profound attention was given to an orator who
+was not always listened to with so much complacency. The
+count did not notice the introduction, in which the speaker
+announced that his communication would be of that vital
+importance that it demanded the undivided attention of the
+House; but at the mention of Yanina and Colonel Fernand, he
+turned so frightfully pale that every member shuddered and
+fixed his eyes upon him. Moral wounds have this peculiarity,
+-- they may be hidden, but they never close; always painful,
+always ready to bleed when touched, they remain fresh and
+open in the heart.
+
+The article having been read during the painful hush that
+followed, a universal shudder pervaded the assembly. and
+immediately the closest attention was given to the orator as
+he resumed his remarks. He stated his scruples and the
+difficulties of the case; it was the honor of M. de Morcerf,
+and that of the whole House, he proposed to defend, by
+provoking a debate on personal questions, which are always
+such painful themes of discussion. He concluded by calling
+for an investigation, which might dispose of the calumnious
+report before it had time to spread, and restore M. de
+Morcerf to the position he had long held in public opinion.
+Morcerf was so completely overwhelmed by this great and
+unexpected calamity that he could scarcely stammer a few
+words as he looked around on the assembly. This timidity,
+which might proceed from the astonishment of innocence as
+well as the shame of guilt, conciliated some in his favor;
+for men who are truly generous are always ready to
+compassionate when the misfortune of their enemy surpasses
+the limits of their hatred.
+
+The president put it to the vote, and it was decided that
+the investigation should take place. The count was asked
+what time he required to prepare his defence. Morcerf's
+courage had revived when he found himself alive after this
+horrible blow. "My lords," answered he, "it is not by time I
+could repel the attack made on me by enemies unknown to me,
+and, doubtless, hidden in obscurity; it is immediately, and
+by a thunderbolt, that I must repel the flash of lightning
+which, for a moment, startled me. Oh, that I could, instead
+of taking up this defence, shed my last drop of blood to
+prove to my noble colleagues that I am their equal in
+worth." These words made a favorable impression on behalf of
+the accused. "I demand, then, that the examination shall
+take place as soon as possible, and I will furnish the house
+with all necessary information."
+
+"What day do you fix?" asked the president.
+
+"To-day I am at your service," replied the count. The
+president rang the bell. "Does the House approve that the
+examination should take place to-day?"
+
+"Yes," was the unanimous answer.
+
+A committee of twelve members was chosen to examine the
+proofs brought forward by Morcerf. The investigation would
+begin at eight o'clock that evening in the committee-room,
+and if postponement were necessary, the proceedings would be
+resumed each evening at the same hour. Morcerf asked leave
+to retire; he had to collect the documents he had long been
+preparing against this storm, which his sagacity had
+foreseen.
+
+Albert listened, trembling now with hope, then with anger,
+and then again with shame, for from Beauchamp's confidence
+he knew his father was guilty, and he asked himself how,
+since he was guilty, he could prove his innocence. Beauchamp
+hesitated to continue his narrative. "What next?" asked
+Albert.
+
+"What next? My friend, you impose a painful task on me. Must
+you know all?"
+
+"Absolutely; and rather from your lips than another's."
+
+"Muster up all your courage, then, for never have you
+required it more." Albert passed his hand over his forehead,
+as if to try his strength, as a man who is preparing to
+defend his life proves his shield and bends his sword. He
+thought himself strong enough, for he mistook fever for
+energy. "Go on," said he.
+
+"The evening arrived; all Paris was in expectation. Many
+said your father had only to show himself to crush the
+charge against him; many others said he would not appear;
+while some asserted that they had seen him start for
+Brussels; and others went to the police-office to inquire if
+he had taken out a passport. I used all my influence with
+one of the committee, a young peer of my acquaintance, to
+get admission to one of the galleries. He called for me at
+seven o'clock, and, before any one had arrived, asked one of
+the door-keepers to place me in a box. I was concealed by a
+column, and might witness the whole of the terrible scene
+which was about to take place. At eight o'clock all were in
+their places, and M. de Morcerf entered at the last stroke.
+He held some papers in his hand; his countenance was calm,
+and his step firm, and he was dressed with great care in his
+military uniform, which was buttoned completely up to the
+chin. His presence produced a good effect. The committee was
+made up of Liberals, several of whom came forward to shake
+hands with him."
+
+Albert felt his heart bursting at these particulars, but
+gratitude mingled with his sorrow: he would gladly have
+embraced those who had given his father this proof of esteem
+at a moment when his honor was so powerfully attacked. "At
+this moment one of the door-keepers brought in a letter for
+the president. `You are at liberty to speak, M. de Morcerf,'
+said the president, as he unsealed the letter; and the count
+began his defence, I assure you, Albert, in a most eloquent
+and skilful manner. He produced documents proving that the
+Vizier of Yanina had up to the last moment honored him with
+his entire confidence, since he had interested him with a
+negotiation of life and death with the emperor. He produced
+the ring, his mark of authority, with which Ali Pasha
+generally sealed his letters, and which the latter had given
+him, that he might, on his return at any hour of the day or
+night, gain access to the presence, even in the harem.
+Unfortunately, the negotiation failed, and when he returned
+to defend his benefactor, he was dead. `But,' said the
+count, `so great was Ali Pasha's confidence, that on his
+death-bed he resigned his favorite mistress and her daughter
+to my care.'" Albert started on hearing these words; the
+history of Haidee recurred to him, and he remembered what
+she had said of that message and the ring, and the manner in
+which she had been sold and made a slave. "And what effect
+did this discourse produce?" anxiously inquired Albert. "I
+acknowledge it affected me, and, indeed, all the committee
+also," said Beauchamp.
+
+"Meanwhile, the president carelessly opened the letter which
+had been brought to him; but the first lines aroused his
+attention; he read them again and again, and fixing his eyes
+on M. de Morcerf, `Count,' said he, `you have said that the
+Vizier of Yanina confided his wife and daughter to your
+care?' -- `Yes, sir,' replied Morcerf; `but in that, like
+all the rest, misfortune pursued me. On my return, Vasiliki
+and her daughter Haidee had disappeared.' -- `Did you know
+them?' -- `My intimacy with the pasha and his unlimited
+confidence had gained me an introduction to them, and I had
+seen them above twenty times.'
+
+"`Have you any idea what became of them?' -- `Yes, sir; I
+heard they had fallen victims to their sorrow, and, perhaps,
+to their poverty. I was not rich; my life was in constant
+danger; I could not seek them, to my great regret.' The
+president frowned imperceptibly. `Gentlemen,' said he, `you
+have heard the Comte de Morcerf's defence. Can you, sir,
+produce any witnesses to the truth of what you have
+asserted?' -- `Alas, no, monsieur,' replied the count; `all
+those who surrounded the vizier, or who knew me at his
+court, are either dead or gone away, I know not where. I
+believe that I alone, of all my countrymen, survived that
+dreadful war. I have only the letters of Ali Tepelini, which
+I have placed before you; the ring, a token of his
+good-will, which is here; and, lastly, the most convincing
+proof I can offer, after an anonymous attack, and that is
+the absence of any witness against my veracity and the
+purity of my military life.' A murmur of approbation ran
+through the assembly; and at this moment, Albert, had
+nothing more transpired, your father's cause had been
+gained. It only remained to put it to the vote, when the
+president resumed: `Gentlemen and you, monsieur, -- you will
+not be displeased, I presume, to listen to one who calls
+himself a very important witness, and who has just presented
+himself. He is, doubtless, come to prove the perfect
+innocence of our colleague. Here is a letter I have just
+received on the subject; shall it be read, or shall it be
+passed over? and shall we take no notice of this incident?'
+M. de Morcerf turned pale, and clinched his hands on the
+papers he held. The committee decided to hear the letter;
+the count was thoughtful and silent. The president read: --
+
+"`Mr. President, -- I can furnish the committee of inquiry
+into the conduct of the Lieutenant-General the Count of
+Morcerf in Epirus and in Macedonia with important
+particulars.'
+
+"The president paused, and the count turned pale. The
+president looked at his auditors. `Proceed,' was heard on
+all sides. The president resumed: --
+
+"`I was on the spot at the death of Ali Pasha. I was present
+during his last moments. I know what is become of Vasiliki
+and Haidee. I am at the command of the committee, and even
+claim the honor of being heard. I shall be in the lobby when
+this note is delivered to you.'
+
+"`And who is this witness, or rather this enemy?' asked the
+count, in a tone in which there was a visible alteration.
+`We shall know, sir,' replied the president. `Is the
+committee willing to hear this witness?' -- `Yes, yes,' they
+all said at once. The door-keeper was called. `Is there any
+one in the lobby?' said the president.
+
+"`Yes, sir.' -- `Who is it?' -- `A woman, accompanied by a
+servant.' Every one looked at his neighbor. `Bring her in,'
+said the president. Five minutes after the door-keeper again
+appeared; all eyes were fixed on the door, and I," said
+Beauchamp, "shared the general expectation and anxiety.
+Behind the door-keeper walked a woman enveloped in a large
+veil, which completely concealed her. It was evident, from
+her figure and the perfumes she had about her, that she was
+young and fastidious in her tastes, but that was all. The
+president requested her to throw aside her veil, and it was
+then seen that she was dressed in the Grecian costume, and
+was remarkably beautiful."
+
+"Ah," said Albert, "it was she."
+
+"Who?"
+
+"Haidee."
+
+"Who told you that?"
+
+"Alas, I guess it. But go on, Beauchamp. You see I am calm
+and strong. And yet we must be drawing near the disclosure."
+
+"M. de Morcerf," continued Beauchamp, "looked at this woman
+with surprise and terror. Her lips were about to pass his
+sentence of life or death. To the committee the adventure
+was so extraordinary and curious, that the interest they had
+felt for the count's safety became now quite a secondary
+matter. The president himself advanced to place a seat for
+the young lady; but she declined availing herself of it. As
+for the count, he had fallen on his chair; it was evident
+that his legs refused to support him.
+
+"`Madame,' said the president, `you have engaged to furnish
+the committee with some important particulars respecting the
+affair at Yanina, and you have stated that you were an
+eyewitness of the event.' -- `I was, indeed,' said the
+stranger, with a tone of sweet melancholy, and with the
+sonorous voice peculiar to the East.
+
+"`But allow me to say that you must have been very young
+then.' -- `I was four years old; but as those events deeply
+concerned me, not a single detail has escaped my memory.' --
+`In what manner could these events concern you? and who are
+you, that they should have made so deep an impression on
+you?' -- `On them depended my father's life,' replied she.
+`I am Haidee, the daughter of Ali Tepelini, pasha of Yanina,
+and of Vasiliki, his beloved wife.'
+
+"The blush of mingled pride and modesty which suddenly
+suffused the cheeks of the young woman, the brilliancy of
+her eye, and her highly important communication, produced an
+indescribable effect on the assembly. As for the count, he
+could not have been more overwhelmed if a thunderbolt had
+fallen at his feet and opened an immense gulf before him.
+`Madame,' replied the president, bowing with profound
+respect, `allow me to ask one question; it shall be the
+last: Can you prove the authenticity of what you have now
+stated?' -- `I can, sir,' said Haidee, drawing from under
+her veil a satin satchel highly perfumed; `for here is the
+register of my birth, signed by my father and his principal
+officers, and that of my baptism, my father having consented
+to my being brought up in my mother's faith, -- this latter
+has been sealed by the grand primate of Macedonia and
+Epirus; and lastly (and perhaps the most important), the
+record of the sale of my person and that of my mother to the
+Armenian merchant El-Kobbir, by the French officer, who, in
+his infamous bargain with the Porte, had reserved as his
+part of the booty the wife and daughter of his benefactor,
+whom he sold for the sum of four hundred thousand francs.' A
+greenish pallor spread over the count's cheeks, and his eyes
+became bloodshot at these terrible imputations, which were
+listened to by the assembly with ominous silence.
+
+"Haidee, still calm, but with a calmness more dreadful than
+the anger of another would have been, handed to the
+president the record of her sale, written in Arabic. It had
+been supposed some of the papers might be in the Arabian,
+Romaic, or Turkish language, and the interpreter of the
+House was in attendance. One of the noble peers, who was
+familiar with the Arabic language, having studied it during
+the famous Egyptian campaign, followed with his eye as the
+translator read aloud: --
+
+"`I, El-Kobbir, a slave-merchant, and purveyor of the harem
+of his highness, acknowledge having received for
+transmission to the sublime emperor, from the French lord,
+the Count of Monte Cristo, an emerald valued at eight
+hundred thousand francs; as the ransom of a young Christian
+slave of eleven years of age, named Haidee, the acknowledged
+daughter of the late lord Ali Tepelini, pasha of Yanina, and
+of Vasiliki, his favorite; she having been sold to me seven
+years previously, with her mother, who had died on arriving
+at Constantinople, by a French colonel in the service of the
+Vizier Ali Tepelini, named Fernand Mondego. The
+above-mentioned purchase was made on his highness's account,
+whose mandate I had, for the sum of four hundred thousand
+francs.
+
+"`Given at Constantinople, by authority of his highness, in
+the year 1247 of the Hegira.
+
+"`Signed El-Kobbir.'
+
+"`That this record should have all due authority, it shall
+bear the imperial seal, which the vendor is bound to have
+affixed to it.'
+
+"Near the merchant's signature there was, indeed, the seal
+of the sublime emperor. A dreadful silence followed the
+reading of this document; the count could only stare, and
+his gaze, fixed as if unconsciously on Haidee, seemed one of
+fire and blood. `Madame,' said the president, `may reference
+be made to the Count of Monte Cristo, who is now, I believe,
+in Paris?' -- `Sir,' replied Haidee, `the Count of Monte
+Cristo, my foster-father, has been in Normandy the last
+three days.'
+
+"`Who, then, has counselled you to take this step, one for
+which the court is deeply indebted to you, and which is
+perfectly natural, considering your birth and your
+misfortunes?' -- `Sir,' replied Haidee, `I have been led to
+take this step from a feeling of respect and grief. Although
+a Christian, may God forgive me, I have always sought to
+revenge my illustrious father. Since I set my foot in
+France, and knew the traitor lived in Paris, I have watched
+carefully. I live retired in the house of my noble
+protector, but I do it from choice. I love retirement and
+silence, because I can live with my thoughts and
+recollections of past days. But the Count of Monte Cristo
+surrounds me with every paternal care, and I am ignorant of
+nothing which passes in the world. I learn all in the
+silence of my apartments, -- for instance, I see all the
+newspapers, every periodical, as well as every new piece of
+music; and by thus watching the course of the life of
+others, I learned what had transpired this morning in the
+House of Peers, and what was to take place this evening;
+then I wrote.'
+
+"`Then,' remarked the president, `the Count of Monte Cristo
+knows nothing of your present proceedings?' -- `He is quite
+unaware of them, and I have but one fear, which is that he
+should disapprove of what I have done. But it is a glorious
+day for me,' continued the young girl, raising her ardent
+gaze to heaven, `that on which I find at last an opportunity
+of avenging my father!'
+
+"The count had not uttered one word the whole of this time.
+His colleagues looked at him, and doubtless pitied his
+prospects, blighted under the perfumed breath of a woman.
+His misery was depicted in sinister lines on his
+countenance. `M. de Morcerf,' said the president, `do you
+recognize this lady as the daughter of Ali Tepelini, pasha
+of Yanina?' -- `No,' said Morcerf, attempting to rise, `it
+is a base plot, contrived by my enemies.' Haidee, whose eyes
+had been fixed on the door, as if expecting some one, turned
+hastily, and, seeing the count standing, shrieked, `You do
+not know me?' said she. `Well, I fortunately recognize you!
+You are Fernand Mondego, the French officer who led the
+troops of my noble father! It is you who surrendered the
+castle of Yanina! It is you who, sent by him to
+Constantinople, to treat with the emperor for the life or
+death of your benefactor, brought back a false mandate
+granting full pardon! It is you who, with that mandate,
+obtained the pasha's ring, which gave you authority over
+Selim, the fire-keeper! It is you who stabbed Selim. It is
+you who sold us, my mother and me, to the merchant,
+El-Kobbir! Assassin, assassin, assassin, you have still on
+your brow your master's blood! Look, gentlemen, all!'
+
+"These words had been pronounced with such enthusiasm and
+evident truth, that every eye was fixed on the count's
+forehead, and he himself passed his hand across it, as if he
+felt Ali's blood still lingering there. `You positively
+recognize M. de Morcerf as the officer, Fernand Mondego?' --
+`Indeed I do!' cried Haidee. `Oh, my mother, it was you who
+said, "You were free, you had a beloved father, you were
+destined to be almost a queen. Look well at that man; it is
+he who raised your father's head on the point of a spear; it
+is he who sold us; it is he who forsook us! Look well at his
+right hand, on which he has a large wound; if you forgot his
+features, you would know him by that hand, into which fell,
+one by one, the gold pieces of the merchant El-Kobbir!" I
+know him! Ah, let him say now if he does not recognize me!'
+Each word fell like a dagger on Morcerf, and deprived him of
+a portion of his energy; as she uttered the last, he hid his
+mutilated hand hastily in his bosom, and fell back on his
+seat, overwhelmed by wretchedness and despair. This scene
+completely changed the opinion of the assembly respecting
+the accused count.
+
+"`Count of Morcerf,' said the president, `do not allow
+yourself to be cast down; answer. The justice of the court
+is supreme and impartial as that of God; it will not suffer
+you to be trampled on by your enemies without giving you an
+opportunity of defending yourself. Shall further inquiries
+be made? Shall two members of the House be sent to Yanina?
+Speak!' Morcerf did not reply. Then all the members looked
+at each other with terror. They knew the count's energetic
+and violent temper; it must be, indeed, a dreadful blow
+which would deprive him of courage to defend himself. They
+expected that his stupefied silence would be followed by a
+fiery outburst. `Well,' asked the president, `what is your
+decision?'
+
+"`I have no reply to make,' said the count in a low tone.
+
+"`Has the daughter of Ali Tepelini spoken the truth?' said
+the president. `Is she, then, the terrible witness to whose
+charge you dare not plead "Not guilty"? Have you really
+committed the crimes of which you are accused?' The count
+looked around him with an expression which might have
+softened tigers, but which could not disarm his judges. Then
+he raised his eyes towards the ceiling, but withdrew then,
+immediately, as if he feared the roof would open and reveal
+to his distressed view that second tribunal called heaven,
+and that other judge named God. Then, with a hasty movement,
+he tore open his coat, which seemed to stifle him, and flew
+from the room like a madman; his footstep was heard one
+moment in the corridor, then the rattling of his
+carriage-wheels as he was driven rapidly away. `Gentlemen,'
+said the president, when silence was restored, `is the Count
+of Morcerf convicted of felony, treason, and conduct
+unbecoming a member of this House?' -- `Yes,' replied all
+the members of the committee of inquiry with a unanimous
+voice.
+
+"Haidee had remained until the close of the meeting. She
+heard the count's sentence pronounced without betraying an
+expression of joy or pity; then drawing her veil over her
+face she bowed majestically to the councillors, and left
+with that dignified step which Virgil attributes to his
+goddesses."
+
+
+
+Chapter 87
+The Challenge.
+
+"Then," continued Beauchamp, "I took advantage of the
+silence and the darkness to leave the house without being
+seen. The usher who had introduced me was waiting for me at
+the door, and he conducted me through the corridors to a
+private entrance opening into the Rue de Vaugirard. I left
+with mingled feelings of sorrow and delight. Excuse me,
+Albert, -- sorrow on your account, and delight with that
+noble girl, thus pursuing paternal vengeance. Yes, Albert,
+from whatever source the blow may have proceeded -- it may
+be from an enemy, but that enemy is only the agent of
+providence." Albert held his head between his hands; he
+raised his face, red with shame and bathed in tears, and
+seizing Beauchamp's arm, "My friend," said he, "my life is
+ended. I cannot calmly say with you, `Providence has struck
+the blow;' but I must discover who pursues me with this
+hatred, and when I have found him I shall kill him, or he
+will kill me. I rely on your friendship to assist me,
+Beauchamp, if contempt has not banished it from your heart."
+
+"Contempt, my friend? How does this misfortune affect you?
+No, happily that unjust prejudice is forgotten which made
+the son responsible for the father's actions. Review your
+life, Albert; although it is only just beginning, did a
+lovely summer's day ever dawn with greater purity than has
+marked the commencement of your career? No, Albert, take my
+advice. You are young and rich -- leave Paris -- all is soon
+forgotten in this great Babylon of excitement and changing
+tastes. You will return after three or four years with a
+Russian princess for a bride, and no one will think more of
+what occurred yesterday than if it had happened sixteen
+years ago."
+
+"Thank you, my dear Beauchamp, thank you for the excellent
+feeling which prompts your advice; but it cannot be. I have
+told you my wish, or rather my determination. You understand
+that, interested as I am in this affair, I cannot see it in
+the same light as you do. What appears to you to emanate
+from a celestial source, seems to me to proceed from one far
+less pure. Providence appears to me to have no share in this
+affair; and happily so, for instead of the invisible,
+impalpable agent of celestial rewards and punishments, I
+shall find one both palpable and visible, on whom I shall
+revenge myself, I assure you, for all I have suffered during
+the last month. Now, I repeat, Beauchamp, I wish to return
+to human and material existence, and if you are still the
+friend you profess to be, help me to discover the hand that
+struck the blow."
+
+"Be it so," said Beauchamp; "if you must have me descend to
+earth, I submit; and if you will seek your enemy, I will
+assist you, and I will engage to find him, my honor being
+almost as deeply interested as yours."
+
+"Well, then, you understand, Beauchamp, that we begin our
+search immediately. Each moment's delay is an eternity for
+me. The calumniator is not yet punished, and he may hope
+that he will not be; but, on my honor, it he thinks so, he
+deceives himself."
+
+"Well, listen, Morcerf."
+
+"Ah, Beauchamp, I see you know something already; you will
+restore me to life."
+
+"I do not say there is any truth in what I am going to tell
+you, but it is, at least, a ray of light in a dark night; by
+following it we may, perhaps, discover something more
+certain."
+
+"Tell me; satisfy my impatience."
+
+"Well, I will tell you what I did not like to mention on my
+return from Yanina."
+
+"Say on."
+
+"I went, of course, to the chief banker of the town to make
+inquiries. At the first word, before I had even mentioned
+your father's name" --
+
+"`Ah,' said he. `I guess what brings you here.'
+
+"`How, and why?'
+
+"`Because a fortnight since I was questioned on the same
+subject.'
+
+"`By whom?' -- `By a Paris banker, my correspondent.'
+
+"`Whose name is' --
+
+"`Danglars.'"
+
+"He!" cried Albert; "yes, it is indeed he who has so long
+pursued my father with jealous hatred. He, the man who would
+be popular, cannot forgive the Count of Morcerf for being
+created a peer; and this marriage broken off without a
+reason being assigned -- yes, it is all from the same
+cause."
+
+"Make inquiries, Albert, but do not be angry without reason;
+make inquiries, and if it be true" --
+
+"Oh, yes, if it be true," cried the young man, "he shall pay
+me all I have suffered."
+
+"Beware, Morcerf, he is already an old man."
+
+"I will respect his age as he has respected the honor of my
+family; if my father had offended him, why did he not attack
+him personally? Oh, no, he was afraid to encounter him face
+to face."
+
+"I do not condemn you, Albert; I only restrain you. Act
+prudently."
+
+"Oh, do not fear; besides, you will accompany me. Beauchamp,
+solemn transactions should be sanctioned by a witness.
+Before this day closes, if M. Danglars is guilty, he shall
+cease to live, or I shall die. Pardieu, Beauchamp, mine
+shall be a splendid funeral!"
+
+"When such resolutions are made, Albert, they should be
+promptly executed. Do you wish to go to M. Danglars? Let us
+go immediately." They sent for a cabriolet. On entering the
+banker's mansion, they perceived the phaeton and servant of
+M. Andrea Cavalcanti. "Ah, parbleu, that's good," said
+Albert, with a gloomy tone. "If M. Danglars will not fight
+with me, I will kill his son-in-law; Cavalcanti will
+certainly fight." The servant announced the young man; but
+the banker, recollecting what had transpired the day before,
+did not wish him admitted. It was, however, too late; Albert
+had followed the footman, and, hearing the order given,
+forced the door open, and followed by Beauchamp found
+himself in the banker's study. "Sir," cried the latter, "am
+I no longer at liberty to receive whom I choose in my house?
+You appear to forget yourself sadly."
+
+"No, sir," said Albert, coldly; "there are circumstances in
+which one cannot, except through cowardice, -- I offer you
+that refuge, -- refuse to admit certain persons at least."
+
+"What is your errand, then, with me, sir?"
+
+"I mean," said Albert, drawing near, and without apparently
+noticing Cavalcanti, who stood with his back towards the
+fireplace -- "I mean to propose a meeting in some retired
+corner where no one will interrupt us for ten minutes; that
+will be sufficient -- where two men having met, one of them
+will remain on the ground." Danglars turned pale; Cavalcanti
+moved a step forward, and Albert turned towards him. "And
+you, too," said he, "come, if you like, monsieur; you have a
+claim, being almost one of the family, and I will give as
+many rendezvous of that kind as I can find persons willing
+to accept them." Cavalcanti looked at Danglars with a
+stupefied air, and the latter, making an effort, arose and
+stepped between the two young men. Albert's attack on Andrea
+had placed him on a different footing, and he hoped this
+visit had another cause than that he had at first supposed.
+
+"Indeed, sir," said he to Albert, "if you are come to
+quarrel with this gentleman because I have preferred him to
+you, I shall resign the case to the king's attorney."
+
+"You mistake, sir," said Morcerf with a gloomy smile; "I am
+not referring in the least to matrimony, and I only
+addressed myself to M. Cavalcanti because he appeared
+disposed to interfere between us. In one respect you are
+right, for I am ready to quarrel with every one to-day; but
+you have the first claim, M. Danglars."
+
+"Sir," replied Danglars, pale with anger and fear, "I warn
+you, when I have the misfortune to meet with a mad dog, I
+kill it; and far from thinking myself guilty of a crime, I
+believe I do society a kindness. Now, if you are mad and try
+to bite me, I will kill you without pity. Is it my fault
+that your father has dishonored himself?"
+
+"Yes, miserable wretch!" cried Morcerf, "it is your fault."
+Danglars retreated a few steps. "My fault?" said he; "you
+must be mad! What do I know of the Grecian affair? Have I
+travelled in that country? Did I advise your father to sell
+the castle of Yanina -- to betray" --
+
+"Silence!" said Albert, with a thundering voice. "No; it is
+not you who have directly made this exposure and brought
+this sorrow on us, but you hypocritically provoked it."
+
+"I?"
+
+"Yes; you! How came it known?"
+
+"I suppose you read it in the paper in the account from
+Yanina?"
+
+"Who wrote to Yanina?"
+
+"To Yanina?"
+
+"Yes. Who wrote for particulars concerning my father?"
+
+"I imagine any one may write to Yanina."
+
+"But one person only wrote!"
+
+"One only?"
+
+"Yes; and that was you!"
+
+"I, doubtless, wrote. It appears to me that when about to
+marry your daughter to a young man, it is right to make some
+inquiries respecting his family; it is not only a right, but
+a duty."
+
+"You wrote, sir, knowing what answer you would receive."
+
+"I, indeed? I assure you," cried Danglars, with a confidence
+and security proceeding less from fear than from the
+interest he really felt for the young man, "I solemnly
+declare to you, that I should never have thought of writing
+to Yanina, did I know anything of Ali Pasha's misfortunes."
+
+"Who, then, urged you to write? Tell me."
+
+"Pardieu, it was the most simple thing in the world. I was
+speaking of your father's past history. I said the origin of
+his fortune remained obscure. The person to whom I addressed
+my scruples asked me where your father had acquired his
+property? I answered, `In Greece.' -- `Then,' said he,
+`write to Yanina.'"
+
+"And who thus advised you?"
+
+"No other than your friend, Monte Cristo."
+
+"The Count of Monte Cristo told you to write to Yanina?"
+
+"Yes; and I wrote, and will show you my correspondence, if
+you like." Albert and Beauchamp looked at each other. "Sir,"
+said Beauchamp, who had not yet spoken, "you appear to
+accuse the count, who is absent from Paris at this moment,
+and cannot justify himself."
+
+"I accuse no one, sir," said Danglars; "I relate, and I will
+repeat before the count what I have said to you."
+
+"Does the count know what answer you received?"
+
+"Yes; I showed it to him."
+
+"Did he know my father's Christian name was Fernand, and his
+family name Mondego?"
+
+"Yes, I had told him that long since, and I did only what
+any other would have done in my circumstances, and perhaps
+less. When, the day after the arrival of this answer, your
+father came by the advice of Monte Cristo to ask my
+daughter's hand for you, I decidedly refused him, but
+without any explanation or exposure. In short, why should I
+have any more to do with the affair? How did the honor or
+disgrace of M. de Morcerf affect me? It neither increased
+nor decreased my income."
+
+Albert felt the blood mounting to his brow; there was no
+doubt upon the subject. Danglars defended himself with the
+baseness, but at the same time with the assurance, of a man
+who speaks the truth, at least in part, if not wholly -- not
+for conscience' sake, but through fear. Besides, what was
+Morcerf seeking? It was not whether Danglars or Monte Cristo
+was more or less guilty; it was a man who would answer for
+the offence, whether trifling or serious; it was a man who
+would fight, and it was evident Danglars's would not fight.
+And, in addition to this, everything forgotten or
+unperceived before presented itself now to his recollection.
+Monte Cristo knew everything, as he had bought the daughter
+of Ali Pasha; and, knowing everything, he had advised
+Danglars to write to Yanina. The answer known, he had
+yielded to Albert's wish to be introduced to Haidee, and
+allowed the conversation to turn on the death of Ali, and
+had not opposed Haidee's recital (but having, doubtless,
+warned the young girl, in the few Romaic words he spoke to
+her, not to implicate Morcerf's father). Besides, had he not
+begged of Morcerf not to mention his father's name before
+Haidee? Lastly, he had taken Albert to Normandy when he knew
+the final blow was near. There could be no doubt that all
+had been calculated and previously arranged; Monte Cristo
+then was in league with his father's enemies. Albert took
+Beauchamp aside, and communicated these ideas to him.
+
+"You are right," said the latter; "M. Danglars has only been
+a secondary agent in this sad affair, and it is of M. de
+Monte Cristo that you must demand an explanation." Albert
+turned. "Sir," said he to Danglars, "understand that I do
+not take a final leave of you; I must ascertain if your
+insinuations are just, and am going now to inquire of the
+Count of Monte Cristo." He bowed to the banker, and went out
+with Beauchamp, without appearing to notice Cavalcanti.
+Danglars accompanied him to the door, where he again assured
+Albert that no motive of personal hatred had influenced him
+against the Count of Morcerf.
+
+
+
+Chapter 88
+The Insult.
+
+At the banker's door Beauchamp stopped Morcerf. "Listen,"
+said he; "just now I told you it was of M. de Monte Cristo
+you must demand an explanation."
+
+"Yes; and we are going to his house."
+
+"Reflect, Morcerf, one moment before you go."
+
+"On what shall I reflect?"
+
+"On the importance of the step you are taking."
+
+"Is it more serious than going to M. Danglars?"
+
+"Yes; M. Danglars is a money-lover, and those who love
+money, you know, think too much of what they risk to be
+easily induced to fight a duel. The other is, on the
+contrary, to all appearance a true nobleman; but do you not
+fear to find him a bully?"
+
+"I only fear one thing; namely, to find a man who will not
+fight."
+
+"Do not be alarmed," said Beauchamp; "he will meet you. My
+only fear is that he will be too strong for you."
+
+"My friend," said Morcerf, with a sweet smile, "that is what
+I wish. The happiest thing that could occur to me, would be
+to die in my father's stead; that would save us all."
+
+"Your mother would die of grief."
+
+"My poor mother!" said Albert, passing his hand across his
+eyes, "I know she would; but better so than die of shame."
+
+"Are you quite decided, Albert?"
+
+"Yes; let us go."
+
+"But do you think we shall find the count at home?"
+
+"He intended returning some hours after me, and doubtless he
+is now at home." They ordered the driver to take them to No.
+30 Champs-Elysees. Beauchamp wished to go in alone, but
+Albert observed that as this was an unusual circumstance he
+might be allowed to deviate from the usual etiquette in
+affairs of honor. The cause which the young man espoused was
+one so sacred that Beauchamp had only to comply with all his
+wishes; he yielded and contented himself with following
+Morcerf. Albert sprang from the porter's lodge to the steps.
+He was received by Baptistin. The count had, indeed, just
+arrived, but he was in his bath, and had forbidden that any
+one should be admitted. "But after his bath?" asked Morcerf.
+
+"My master will go to dinner."
+
+"And after dinner?"
+
+"He will sleep an hour."
+
+"Then?"
+
+"He is going to the opera."
+
+"Are you sure of it?" asked Albert.
+
+"Quite, sir; my master has ordered his horses at eight
+o'clock precisely."
+
+"Very good," replied Albert; "that is all I wished to know."
+Then, turning towards Beauchamp, "If you have anything to
+attend to, Beauchamp, do it directly; if you have any
+appointment for this evening, defer it till tomorrow. I
+depend on you to accompany me to the opera; and if you can,
+bring Chateau-Renaud with you."
+
+Beauchamp availed himself of Albert's permission, and left
+him, promising to call for him at a quarter before eight. On
+his return home, Albert expressed his wish to Franz Debray,
+and Morrel, to see them at the opera that evening. Then he
+went to see his mother, who since the events of the day
+before had refused to see any one, and had kept her room. He
+found her in bed, overwhelmed with grief at this public
+humiliation. The sight of Albert produced the effect which
+might naturally be expected on Mercedes; she pressed her
+son's hand and sobbed aloud, but her tears relieved her.
+Albert stood one moment speechless by the side of his
+mother's bed. It was evident from his pale face and knit
+brows that his resolution to revenge himself was growing
+weaker. "My dear mother," said he, "do you know if M. de
+Morcerf has any enemy?" Mercedes started; she noticed that
+the young man did not say "my father." "My son," she said,
+"persons in the count's situation have many secret enemies.
+Those who are known are not the most dangerous."
+
+"I know it, and appeal to your penetration. You are of so
+superior a mind, nothing escapes you."
+
+"Why do you say so?"
+
+"Because, for instance, you noticed on the evening of the
+ball we gave, that M. de Monte Cristo would eat nothing in
+our house." Mercedes raised herself on her feverish arm. "M.
+de Monte Cristo!" she exclaimed; "and how is he connected
+with the question you asked me?"
+
+"You know, mother, M. de Monte Cristo is almost an Oriental,
+and it is customary with the Orientals to secure full
+liberty for revenge by not eating or drinking in the houses
+of their enemies."
+
+"Do you say M. de Monte Cristo is our enemy?" replied
+Mercedes, becoming paler than the sheet which covered her.
+"Who told you so? Why, you are mad, Albert! M. de Monte
+Cristo has only shown us kindness. M. de Monte Cristo saved
+your life; you yourself presented him to us. Oh, I entreat
+you, my son, if you had entertained such an idea, dispel it;
+and my counsel to you -- nay, my prayer -- is to retain his
+friendship."
+
+"Mother," replied the young man, "you have especial reasons
+for telling me to conciliate that man."
+
+"I?" said Mercedes, blushing as rapidly as she had turned
+pale, and again becoming paler than ever.
+
+"Yes, doubtless; and is it not that he may never do us any
+harm?" Mercedes shuddered, and, fixing on her son a
+scrutinizing gaze, "You speak strangely," said she to
+Albert, "and you appear to have some singular prejudices.
+What has the count done? Three days since you were with him
+in Normandy; only three days since we looked on him as our
+best friend."
+
+An ironical smile passed over Albert's lips. Mercedes saw it
+and with the double instinct of woman and mother guessed
+all; but as she was prudent and strong-minded she concealed
+both her sorrows and her fears. Albert was silent; an
+instant after, the countess resumed: "You came to inquire
+after my health; I will candidly acknowledge that I am not
+well. You should install yourself here, and cheer my
+solitude. I do not wish to be left alone."
+
+"Mother," said the young man, "you know how gladly I would
+obey your wish, but an urgent and important affair obliges
+me to leave you for the whole evening."
+
+"Well," replied Mercedes, sighing, "go, Albert; I will not
+make you a slave to your filial piety." Albert pretended he
+did not hear, bowed to his mother, and quitted her. Scarcely
+had he shut her door, when Mercedes called a confidential
+servant, and ordered him to follow Albert wherever he should
+go that evening, and to come and tell her immediately what
+he observed. Then she rang for her lady's maid, and, weak as
+she was, she dressed, in order to be ready for whatever
+might happen. The footman's mission was an easy one. Albert
+went to his room, and dressed with unusual care. At ten
+minutes to eight Beauchamp arrived; he had seen
+Chateau-Renaud, who had promised to be in the orchestra
+before the curtain was raised. Both got into Albert's coupe;
+and, as the young man had no reason to conceal where he was
+going, he called aloud, "To the opera." In his impatience he
+arrived before the beginning of the performance.
+
+Chateau-Renaud was at his post; apprised by Beauchamp of the
+circumstances, he required no explanation from Albert. The
+conduct of the son in seeking to avenge his father was so
+natural that Chateau-Renaud did not seek to dissuade him,
+and was content with renewing his assurances of devotion.
+Debray was not yet come, but Albert knew that he seldom lost
+a scene at the opera. Albert wandered about the theatre
+until the curtain was drawn up. He hoped to meet with M. de
+Monte Cristo either in the lobby or on the stairs. The bell
+summoned him to his seat, and he entered the orchestra with
+Chateau-Renaud and Beauchamp. But his eyes scarcely quitted
+the box between the columns, which remained obstinately
+closed during the whole of the first act. At last, as Albert
+was looking at his watch for about the hundredth time, at
+the beginning of the second act the door opened, and Monte
+Cristo entered, dressed in black, and, leaning over the
+front of the box, looked around the pit. Morrel followed
+him, and looked also for his sister and brother in-law; he
+soon discovered them in another box, and kissed his hand to
+them.
+
+The count, in his survey of the pit, encountered a pale face
+and threatening eyes, which evidently sought to gain his
+attention. He recognized Albert, but thought it better not
+to notice him, as he looked so angry and discomposed.
+Without communicating his thoughts to his companion, he sat
+down, drew out his opera-glass, and looked another way.
+Although apparently not noticing Albert, he did not,
+however, lose sight of him, and when the curtain fell at the
+end of the second act, he saw him leave the orchestra with
+his two friends. Then his head was seen passing at the back
+of the boxes, and the count knew that the approaching storm
+was intended to fall on him. He was at the moment conversing
+cheerfully with Morrel, but he was well prepared for what
+might happen. The door opened, and Monte Cristo, turning
+round, saw Albert, pale and trembling, followed by Beauchamp
+and Chateau-Renaud.
+
+"Well," cried he, with that benevolent politeness which
+distinguished his salutation from the common civilities of
+the world, "my cavalier has attained his object.
+Good-evening, M. de Morcerf." The countenance of this man,
+who possessed such extraordinary control over his feelings,
+expressed the most perfect cordiality. Morrel only then
+recollected the letter he had received from the viscount, in
+which, without assigning any reason, he begged him to go to
+the opera, but he understood that something terrible was
+brooding.
+
+"We are not come here, sir, to exchange hypocritical
+expressions of politeness, or false professions of
+friendship," said Albert, "but to demand an explanation."
+The young man's trembling voice was scarcely audible. "An
+explanation at the opera?" said the count, with that calm
+tone and penetrating eye which characterize the man who
+knows his cause is good. "Little acquainted as I am with the
+habits of Parisians, I should not have thought this the
+place for such a demand."
+
+"Still, if people will shut themselves up," said Albert,
+"and cannot be seen because they are bathing, dining, or
+asleep, we must avail ourselves of the opportunity whenever
+they are to be seen."
+
+"I am not difficult of access, sir; for yesterday, if my
+memory does not deceive me, you were at my house."
+
+"Yesterday I was at your house, sir," said the young man;
+"because then I knew not who you were." In pronouncing these
+words Albert had raised his voice so as to be heard by those
+in the adjoining boxes and in the lobby. Thus the attention
+of many was attracted by this altercation. "Where are you
+come from, sir? You do not appear to be in the possession of
+your senses."
+
+"Provided I understand your perfidy, sir, and succeed in
+making you understand that I will be revenged, I shall be
+reasonable enough," said Albert furiously.
+
+"I do not understand you, sir," replied Monte Cristo; "and
+if I did, your tone is too high. I am at home here, and I
+alone have a right to raise my voice above another's. Leave
+the box, sir!" Monte Cristo pointed towards the door with
+the most commanding dignity. "Ah, I shall know how to make
+you leave your home!" replied Albert, clasping in his
+convulsed grasp the glove, which Monte Cristo did not lose
+sight of.
+
+"Well, well," said Monte Cristo quietly, "I see you wish to
+quarrel with me; but I would give you one piece of advice,
+which you will do well to keep in mind. It is in poor taste
+to make a display of a challenge. Display is not becoming to
+every one, M. de Morcerf."
+
+At this name a murmur of astonishment passed around the
+group of spectators of this scene. They had talked of no one
+but Morcerf the whole day. Albert understood the allusion in
+a moment, and was about to throw his glove at the count,
+when Morrel seized his hand, while Beauchamp and
+Chateau-Renaud, fearing the scene would surpass the limits
+of a challenge, held him back. But Monte Cristo, without
+rising, and leaning forward in his chair, merely stretched
+out his arm and, taking the damp, crushed glove from the
+clinched hand of the young man, "Sir," said he in a solemn
+tone, "I consider your glove thrown, and will return it to
+you wrapped around a bullet. Now leave me or I will summon
+my servants to throw you out at the door."
+
+Wild, almost unconscious, and with eyes inflamed, Albert
+stepped back, and Morrel closed the door. Monte Cristo took
+up his glass again as if nothing had happened; his face was
+like marble, and his heart was like bronze. Morrel
+whispered, "What have you done to him?"
+
+"I? Nothing -- at least personally," said Monte Cristo.
+
+"But there must be some cause for this strange scene."
+
+"The Count of Morcerf's adventure exasperates the young
+man."
+
+"Have you anything to do with it?"
+
+"It was through Haidee that the Chamber was informed of his
+father's treason."
+
+"Indeed?" said Morrel. "I had been told, but would not
+credit it, that the Grecian slave I have seen with you here
+in this very box was the daughter of Ali Pasha."
+
+"It is true, nevertheless."
+
+"Then," said Morrel, "I understand it all, and this scene
+was premeditated."
+
+"How so?"
+
+"Yes. Albert wrote to request me to come to the opera,
+doubtless that I might be a witness to the insult he meant
+to offer you."
+
+"Probably," said Monte Cristo with his imperturbable
+tranquillity.
+
+"But what shall you do with him?"
+
+"With whom?"
+
+"With Albert."
+
+"What shall I do with Albert? As certainly, Maximilian, as I
+now press your hand, I shall kill him before ten o'clock
+to-morrow morning." Morrel, in his turn, took Monte Cristo's
+hand in both of his, and he shuddered to feel how cold and
+steady it was.
+
+"Ah, Count," said he, "his father loves him so much!"
+
+"Do not speak to me of that," said Monte Cristo, with the
+first movement of anger he had betrayed; "I will make him
+suffer." Morrel, amazed, let fall Monte Cristo's hand.
+"Count, count!" said he.
+
+"Dear Maximilian," interrupted the count, "listen how
+adorably Duprez is singing that line, --
+
+`O Mathilde! idole de mon ame!'
+
+"I was the first to discover Duprez at Naples, and the first
+to applaud him. Bravo, bravo!" Morrel saw it was useless to
+say more, and refrained. The curtain, which had risen at the
+close of the scene with Albert, again fell, and a rap was
+heard at the door.
+
+"Come in," said Monte Cristo with a voice that betrayed not
+the least emotion; and immediately Beauchamp appeared.
+"Good-evening, M. Beauchamp," said Monte Cristo, as if this
+was the first time he had seen the journalist that evening;
+"be seated."
+
+Beauchamp bowed, and, sitting down, "Sir," said he, "I just
+now accompanied M. de Morcerf, as you saw."
+
+"And that means," replied Monte Cristo, laughing, "that you
+had, probably, just dined together. I am happy to see, M.
+Beauchamp, that you are more sober than he was."
+
+"Sir," said M. Beauchamp, "Albert was wrong, I acknowledge,
+to betray so much anger, and I come, on my own account, to
+apologize for him. And having done so, entirely on my own
+account, be it understood, I would add that I believe you
+too gentlemanly to refuse giving him some explanation
+concerning your connection with Yanina. Then I will add two
+words about the young Greek girl." Monte Cristo motioned him
+to be silent. "Come," said he, laughing, "there are all my
+hopes about to be destroyed."
+
+"How so?" asked Beauchamp.
+
+"Doubtless you wish to make me appear a very eccentric
+character. I am, in your opinion, a Lara, a Manfred, a Lord
+Ruthven; then, just as I am arriving at the climax, you
+defeat your own end, and seek to make an ordinary man of me.
+You bring me down to your own level, and demand
+explanations! Indeed, M. Beauchamp, it is quite laughable."
+
+"Yet," replied Beauchamp haughtily, "there are occasions
+when probity commands" --
+
+"M. Beauchamp," interposed this strange man, "the Count of
+Monte Cristo bows to none but the Count of Monte Cristo
+himself. Say no more, I entreat you. I do what I please, M.
+Beauchamp, and it is always well done."
+
+"Sir," replied the young man, "honest men are not to be paid
+with such coin. I require honorable guaranties."
+
+"I am, sir, a living guaranty," replied Monte Cristo,
+motionless, but with a threatening look; "we have both blood
+in our veins which we wish to shed -- that is our mutual
+guaranty. Tell the viscount so, and that to-morrow, before
+ten o'clock, I shall see what color his is."
+
+"Then I have only to make arrangements for the duel," said
+Beauchamp.
+
+"It is quite immaterial to me," said Monte Cristo, "and it
+was very unnecessary to disturb me at the opera for such a
+trifle. In France people fight with the sword or pistol, in
+the colonies with the carbine, in Arabia with the dagger.
+Tell your client that, although I am the insulted party, in
+order to carry out my eccentricity, I leave him the choice
+of arms, and will accept without discussion, without
+dispute, anything, even combat by drawing lots, which is
+always stupid, but with me different from other people, as I
+am sure to gain."
+
+"Sure to gain!" repeated Beauchamp, looking with amazement
+at the count.
+
+"Certainly," said Monte Cristo, slightly shrugging his
+shoulders; "otherwise I would not fight with M. de Morcerf.
+I shall kill him -- I cannot help it. Only by a single line
+this evening at my house let me know the arms and the hour;
+I do not like to be kept waiting."
+
+"Pistols, then, at eight o'clock, in the Bois de Vincennes,"
+said Beauchamp, quite disconcerted, not knowing if he was
+dealing with an arrogant braggadocio or a supernatural
+being.
+
+"Very well, sir," said Monte Cristo. "Now all that is
+settled, do let me see the performance, and tell your friend
+Albert not to come any more this evening; he will hurt
+himself with all his ill-chosen barbarisms: let him go home
+and go to sleep." Beauchamp left the box, perfectly amazed.
+"Now," said Monte Cristo, turning towards Morrel, "I may
+depend upon you, may I not?"
+
+"Certainly," said Morrel, "I am at your service, count;
+still" --
+
+"What?"
+
+"It is desirable I should know the real cause."
+
+"That is to say, you would rather not?"
+
+"No."
+
+"The young man himself is acting blindfolded, and knows not
+the true cause, which is known only to God and to me; but I
+give you my word, Morrel, that God, who does know it, will
+be on our side."
+
+"Enough," said Morrel; "who is your second witness?"
+
+"I know no one in Paris, Morrel, on whom I could confer that
+honor besides you and your brother Emmanuel. Do you think
+Emmanuel would oblige me?"
+
+"I will answer for him, count."
+
+"Well? that is all I require. To-morrow morning, at seven
+o'clock, you will be with me, will you not?"
+
+"We will."
+
+"Hush, the curtain is rising. Listen! I never lose a note of
+this opera if I can avoid it; the music of William Tell is
+so sweet."
+
+
+
+Chapter 89
+A Nocturnal Interview.
+
+Monte Cristo waited, according to his usual custom, until
+Duprez had sung his famous "Suivez-moi;" then he rose and
+went out. Morrel took leave of him at the door, renewing his
+promise to be with him the next morning at seven o'clock,
+and to bring Emmanuel. Then he stepped into his coupe, calm
+and smiling, and was at home in five minutes. No one who
+knew the count could mistake his expression when, on
+entering, he said, "Ali, bring me my pistols with the ivory
+cross."
+
+Ali brought the box to his master, who examined the weapons
+with a solicitude very natural to a man who is about to
+intrust his life to a little powder and shot. These were
+pistols of an especial pattern, which Monte Cristo had had
+made for target practice in his own room. A cap was
+sufficient to drive out the bullet, and from the adjoining
+room no one would have suspected that the count was, as
+sportsmen would say, keeping his hand in. He was just taking
+one up and looking for the point to aim at on a little iron
+plate which served him as a target, when his study door
+opened, and Baptistin entered. Before he had spoken a word,
+the count saw in the next room a veiled woman, who had
+followed closely after Baptistin, and now, seeing the count
+with a pistol in his hand and swords on the table, rushed
+in. Baptistin looked at his master, who made a sign to him,
+and he went out, closing the door after him. "Who are you,
+madame?" said the count to the veiled woman.
+
+The stranger cast one look around her, to be certain that
+they were quite alone; then bending as if she would have
+knelt, and joining her hands, she said with an accent of
+despair, "Edmond, you will not kill my son?" The count
+retreated a step, uttered a slight exclamation, and let fall
+the pistol he held. "What name did you pronounce then,
+Madame de Morcerf?" said he. "Yours!" cried she, throwing
+back her veil, -- "yours, which I alone, perhaps, have not
+forgotten. Edmond, it is not Madame de Morcerf who is come
+to you, it is Mercedes."
+
+"Mercedes is dead, madame," said Monte Cristo; "I know no
+one now of that name."
+
+"Mercedes lives, sir, and she remembers, for she alone
+recognized you when she saw you, and even before she saw
+you, by your voice, Edmond, -- by the simple sound of your
+voice; and from that moment she has followed your steps,
+watched you, feared you, and she needs not to inquire what
+hand has dealt the blow which now strikes M. de Morcerf."
+
+"Fernand, do you mean?" replied Monte Cristo, with bitter
+irony; "since we are recalling names, let us remember them
+all." Monte Cristo had pronounced the name of Fernand with
+such an expression of hatred that Mercedes felt a thrill of
+horror run through every vein. "You see, Edmond, I am not
+mistaken, and have cause to say, `Spare my son!'"
+
+"And who told you, madame, that I have any hostile
+intentions against your son?"
+
+"No one, in truth; but a mother has twofold sight. I guessed
+all; I followed him this evening to the opera, and,
+concealed in a parquet box, have seen all."
+
+"If you have seen all, madame, you know that the son of
+Fernand has publicly insulted me," said Monte Cristo with
+awful calmness.
+
+"Oh, for pity's sake!"
+
+"You have seen that he would have thrown his glove in my
+face if Morrel, one of my friends, had not stopped him."
+
+"Listen to me, my son has also guessed who you are, -- he
+attributes his father's misfortunes to you."
+
+"Madame, you are mistaken, they are not misfortunes, -- it
+is a punishment. It is not I who strike M. de Morcerf; it is
+providence which punishes him."
+
+"And why do you represent providence?" cried Mercedes. "Why
+do you remember when it forgets? What are Yanina and its
+vizier to you, Edmond? What injury his Fernand Mondego done
+you in betraying Ali Tepelini?"
+
+"Ah, madame," replied Monte Cristo, "all this is an affair
+between the French captain and the daughter of Vasiliki. It
+does not concern me, you are right; and if I have sworn to
+revenge myself, it is not on the French captain, or the
+Count of Morcerf, but on the fisherman Fernand, the husband
+of Mercedes the Catalane."
+
+"Ah, sir!" cried the countess, "how terrible a vengeance for
+a fault which fatality made me commit! -- for I am the only
+culprit, Edmond, and if you owe revenge to any one, it is to
+me, who had not fortitude to bear your absence and my
+solitude."
+
+"But," exclaimed Monte Cristo, "why was I absent? And why
+were you alone?"
+
+"Because you had been arrested, Edmond, and were a
+prisoner."
+
+"And why was I arrested? Why was I a prisoner?"
+
+"I do not know," said Mercedes. "You do not, madame; at
+least, I hope not. But I will tell you. I was arrested and
+became a prisoner because, under the arbor of La Reserve,
+the day before I was to marry you, a man named Danglars
+wrote this letter, which the fisherman Fernand himself
+posted." Monte Cristo went to a secretary, opened a drawer
+by a spring, from which he took a paper which had lost its
+original color, and the ink of which had become of a rusty
+hue -- this he placed in the hands of Mercedes. It was
+Danglars' letter to the king's attorney, which the Count of
+Monte Cristo, disguised as a clerk from the house of Thomson
+& French, had taken from the file against Edmond Dantes, on
+the day he had paid the two hundred thousand francs to M. de
+Boville. Mercedes read with terror the following lines: --
+
+"The king's attorney is informed by a friend to the throne
+and religion that one Edmond Dantes, second in command on
+board the Pharaon, this day arrived from Smyrna, after
+having touched at Naples and Porto-Ferrajo, is the bearer of
+a letter from Murat to the usurper, and of another letter
+from the usurper to the Bonapartist club in Paris. Ample
+corroboration of this statement may be obtained by arresting
+the above-mentioned Edmond Dantes, who either carries the
+letter for Paris about with him, or has it at his father's
+abode. Should it not be found in possession of either father
+or son, then it will assuredly be discovered in the cabin
+belonging to the said Dantes on board the Pharaon."
+
+"How dreadful!" said Mercedes, passing her hand across her
+brow, moist with perspiration; "and that letter" --
+
+"I bought it for two hundred thousand francs, madame," said
+Monte Cristo; "but that is a trifle, since it enables me to
+justify myself to you."
+
+"And the result of that letter" --
+
+"You well know, madame, was my arrest; but you do not know
+how long that arrest lasted. You do not know that I remained
+for fourteen years within a quarter of a league of you, in a
+dungeon in the Chateau d'If. You do not know that every day
+of those fourteen years I renewed the vow of vengeance which
+I had made the first day; and yet I was not aware that you
+had married Fernand, my calumniator, and that my father had
+died of hunger!"
+
+"Can it be?" cried Mercedes, shuddering.
+
+"That is what I heard on leaving my prison fourteen years
+after I had entered it; and that is why, on account of the
+living Mercedes and my deceased father, I have sworn to
+revenge myself on Fernand, and -- I have revenged myself."
+
+"And you are sure the unhappy Fernand did that?"
+
+"I am satisfied, madame, that he did what I have told you;
+besides, that is not much more odious than that a Frenchman
+by adoption should pass over to the English; that a Spaniard
+by birth should have fought against the Spaniards; that a
+stipendiary of Ali should have betrayed and murdered Ali.
+Compared with such things, what is the letter you have just
+read? -- a lover's deception, which the woman who has
+married that man ought certainly to forgive; but not so the
+lover who was to have married her. Well, the French did not
+avenge themselves on the traitor, the Spaniards did not
+shoot the traitor, Ali in his tomb left the traitor
+unpunished; but I, betrayed, sacrificed, buried, have risen
+from my tomb, by the grace of God, to punish that man. He
+sends me for that purpose, and here I am." The poor woman's
+head and arms fell; her legs bent under her, and she fell on
+her knees. "Forgive, Edmond, forgive for my sake, who love
+you still!"
+
+The dignity of the wife checked the fervor of the lover and
+the mother. Her forehead almost touched the carpet, when the
+count sprang forward and raised her. Then seated on a chair,
+she looked at the manly countenance of Monte Cristo, on
+which grief and hatred still impressed a threatening
+expression. "Not crush that accursed race?" murmured he;
+"abandon my purpose at the moment of its accomplishment?
+Impossible, madame, impossible!"
+
+"Edmond," said the poor mother, who tried every means, "when
+I call you Edmond, why do you not call me Mercedes?"
+
+"Mercedes!" repeated Monte Cristo; "Mercedes! Well yes, you
+are right; that name has still its charms, and this is the
+first time for a long period that I have pronounced it so
+distinctly. Oh, Mercedes, I have uttered your name with the
+sigh of melancholy, with the groan of sorrow, with the last
+effort of despair; I have uttered it when frozen with cold,
+crouched on the straw in my dungeon; I have uttered it,
+consumed with heat, rolling on the stone floor of my prison.
+Mercedes, I must revenge myself, for I suffered fourteen
+years, -- fourteen years I wept, I cursed; now I tell you,
+Mercedes, I must revenge myself."
+
+The count, fearing to yield to the entreaties of her he had
+so ardently loved, called his sufferings to the assistance
+of his hatred. "Revenge yourself, then, Edmond," cried the
+poor mother; "but let your vengeance fall on the culprits,
+-- on him, on me, but not on my son!"
+
+"It is written in the good book," said Monte Cristo, "that
+the sins of the fathers shall fall upon their children to
+the third and fourth generation. Since God himself dictated
+those words to his prophet, why should I seek to make myself
+better than God?"
+
+"Edmond," continued Mercedes, with her arms extended towards
+the count, "since I first knew you, I have adored your name,
+have respected your memory. Edmond, my friend, do not compel
+me to tarnish that noble and pure image reflected
+incessantly on the mirror of my heart. Edmond, if you knew
+all the prayers I have addressed to God for you while I
+thought you were living and since I have thought you must be
+dead! Yes, dead, alas! I imagined your dead body buried at
+the foot of some gloomy tower, or cast to the bottom of a
+pit by hateful jailers, and I wept! What could I do for you,
+Edmond, besides pray and weep? Listen; for ten years I
+dreamed each night the same dream. I had been told that you
+had endeavored to escape; that you had taken the place of
+another prisoner; that you had slipped into the winding
+sheet of a dead body; that you had been thrown alive from
+the top of the Chateau d'If, and that the cry you uttered as
+you dashed upon the rocks first revealed to your jailers
+that they were your murderers. Well, Edmond, I swear to you,
+by the head of that son for whom I entreat your pity, --
+Edmond, for ten years I saw every night every detail of that
+frightful tragedy, and for ten years I heard every night the
+cry which awoke me, shuddering and cold. And I, too, Edmond
+-- oh! believe me -- guilty as I was -- oh, yes, I, too,
+have suffered much!"
+
+"Have you known what it is to have your father starve to
+death in your absence?" cried Monte Cristo, thrusting his
+hands into his hair; "have you seen the woman you loved
+giving her hand to your rival, while you were perishing at
+the bottom of a dungeon?"
+
+"No," interrupted Mercedes, "but I have seen him whom I
+loved on the point of murdering my son." Mercedes uttered
+these words with such deep anguish, with an accent of such
+intense despair, that Monte Cristo could not restrain a sob.
+The lion was daunted; the avenger was conquered. "What do
+you ask of me?" said he, -- "your son's life? Well, he shall
+live!" Mercedes uttered a cry which made the tears start
+from Monte Cristo's eyes; but these tears disappeared almost
+instantaneously, for, doubtless, God had sent some angel to
+collect them -- far more precious were they in his eyes than
+the richest pearls of Guzerat and Ophir.
+
+"Oh," said she, seizing the count's hand and raising it to
+her lips; "oh, thank you, thank you, Edmond! Now you are
+exactly what I dreamt you were, -- the man I always loved.
+Oh, now I may say so!"
+
+"So much the better," replied Monte Cristo; "as that poor
+Edmond will not have long to be loved by you. Death is about
+to return to the tomb, the phantom to retire in darkness."
+
+"What do you say, Edmond?"
+
+"I say, since you command me, Mercedes, I must die."
+
+"Die? and why so? Who talks of dying? Whence have you these
+ideas of death?"
+
+"You do not suppose that, publicly outraged in the face of a
+whole theatre, in the presence of your friends and those of
+your son -- challenged by a boy who will glory in my
+forgiveness as if it were a victory -- you do not suppose
+that I can for one moment wish to live. What I most loved
+after you, Mercedes, was myself, my dignity, and that
+strength which rendered me superior to other men; that
+strength was my life. With one word you have crushed it, and
+I die."
+
+"But the duel will not take place, Edmond, since you
+forgive?"
+
+"It will take place," said Monte Cristo, in a most solemn
+tone; "but instead of your son's blood to stain the ground,
+mine will flow." Mercedes shrieked, and sprang towards Monte
+Cristo, but, suddenly stopping, "Edmond," said she, "there
+is a God above us, since you live and since I have seen you
+again; I trust to him from my heart. While waiting his
+assistance I trust to your word; you have said that my son
+should live, have you not?"
+
+"Yes, madame, he shall live," said Monte Cristo, surprised
+that without more emotion Mercedes had accepted the heroic
+sacrifice he made for her. Mercedes extended her hand to the
+count.
+
+"Edmond," said she, and her eyes were wet with tears while
+looking at him to whom she spoke, "how noble it is of you,
+how great the action you have just performed, how sublime to
+have taken pity on a poor woman who appealed to you with
+every chance against her, Alas, I am grown old with grief
+more than with years, and cannot now remind my Edmond by a
+smile, or by a look, of that Mercedes whom he once spent so
+many hours in contemplating. Ah, believe me, Edmond, as I
+told you, I too have suffered much; I repeat, it is
+melancholy to pass one's life without having one joy to
+recall, without preserving a single hope; but that proves
+that all is not yet over. No, it is not finished; I feel it
+by what remains in my heart. Oh, I repeat it, Edmond; what
+you have just done is beautiful -- it is grand; it is
+sublime."
+
+"Do you say so now, Mercedes? -- then what would you say if
+you knew the extent of the sacrifice I make to you? Suppose
+that the Supreme Being, after having created the world and
+fertilized chaos, had paused in the work to spare an angel
+the tears that might one day flow for mortal sins from her
+immortal eyes; suppose that when everything was in readiness
+and the moment had come for God to look upon his work and
+see that it was good -- suppose he had snuffed out the sun
+and tossed the world back into eternal night -- then -- even
+then, Mercedes, you could not imagine what I lose in
+sacrificing my life at this moment." Mercedes looked at the
+count in a way which expressed at the same time her
+astonishment, her admiration, and her gratitude. Monte
+Cristo pressed his forehead on his burning hands, as if his
+brain could no longer bear alone the weight of its thoughts.
+"Edmond," said Mercedes, "I have but one word more to say to
+you." The count smiled bitterly. "Edmond," continued she,
+"you will see that if my face is pale, if my eyes are dull,
+if my beauty is gone; if Mercedes, in short, no longer
+resembles her former self in her features, you will see that
+her heart is still the same. Adieu, then, Edmond; I have
+nothing more to ask of heaven -- I have seen you again, and
+have found you as noble and as great as formerly you were.
+Adieu, Edmond, adieu, and thank you."
+
+But the count did not answer. Mercedes opened the door of
+the study and had disappeared before he had recovered from
+the painful and profound revery into which his thwarted
+vengeance had plunged him. The clock of the Invalides struck
+one when the carriage which conveyed Madame de Morcerf away
+rolled on the pavement of the Champs-Elysees, and made Monte
+Cristo raise his head. "What a fool I was," said he, "not to
+tear my heart out on the day when I resolved to avenge
+myself!"
+
+
+
+Chapter 90
+The Meeting.
+
+After Mercedes had left Monte Cristo, he fell into profound
+gloom. Around him and within him the flight of thought
+seemed to have stopped; his energetic mind slumbered, as the
+body does after extreme fatigue. "What?" said he to himself,
+while the lamp and the wax lights were nearly burnt out, and
+the servants were waiting impatiently in the anteroom;
+"what? this edifice which I have been so long preparing,
+which I have reared with so much care and toil, is to be
+crushed by a single touch, a word, a breath! Yes, this self,
+of whom I thought so much, of whom I was so proud, who had
+appeared so worthless in the dungeons of the Chateau d'If,
+and whom I had succeeded in making so great, will be but a
+lump of clay to-morrow. Alas, it is not the death of the
+body I regret; for is not the destruction of the vital
+principle, the repose to which everything is tending, to
+which every unhappy being aspires, -- is not this the repose
+of matter after which I so long sighed, and which I was
+seeking to attain by the painful process of starvation when
+Faria appeared in my dungeon? What is death for me? One step
+farther into rest, -- two, perhaps, into silence.
+
+"No, it is not existence, then, that I regret, but the ruin
+of projects so slowly carried out, so laboriously framed.
+Providence is now opposed to them, when I most thought it
+would be propitious. It is not God's will that they should
+be accomplished. This burden, almost as heavy as a world,
+which I had raised, and I had thought to bear to the end,
+was too great for my strength, and I was compelled to lay it
+down in the middle of my career. Oh, shall I then, again
+become a fatalist, whom fourteen years of despair and ten of
+hope had rendered a believer in providence? And all this --
+all this, because my heart, which I thought dead, was only
+sleeping; because it has awakened and has begun to beat
+again, because I have yielded to the pain of the emotion
+excited in my breast by a woman's voice. Yet," continued the
+count, becoming each moment more absorbed in the
+anticipation of the dreadful sacrifice for the morrow, which
+Mercedes had accepted, "yet, it is impossible that so
+noble-minded a woman should thus through selfishness consent
+to my death when I am in the prime of life and strength; it
+is impossible that she can carry to such a point maternal
+love, or rather delirium. There are virtues which become
+crimes by exaggeration. No, she must have conceived some
+pathetic scene; she will come and throw herself between us;
+and what would be sublime here will there appear
+ridiculous." The blush of pride mounted to the count's
+forehead as this thought passed through his mind.
+"Ridiculous?" repeated he; "and the ridicule will fall on
+me. I ridiculous? No, I would rather die."
+
+By thus exaggerating to his own mind the anticipated
+ill-fortune of the next day, to which he had condemned
+himself by promising Mercedes to spare her son, the count at
+last exclaimed, "Folly, folly, folly! -- to carry generosity
+so far as to put myself up as a mark for that young man to
+aim at. He will never believe that my death was suicide; and
+yet it is important for the honor of my memory, -- and this
+surely is not vanity, but a justifiable pride, -- it is
+important the world should know that I have consented, by my
+free will, to stop my arm, already raised to strike, and
+that with the arm which has been so powerful against others
+I have struck myself. It must be; it shall be."
+
+Seizing a pen, he drew a paper from a secret drawer in his
+desk, and wrote at the bottom of the document (which was no
+other than his will, made since his arrival in Paris) a sort
+of codicil, clearly explaining the nature of his death. "I
+do this, O my God," said he, with his eyes raised to heaven,
+"as much for thy honor as for mine. I have during ten years
+considered myself the agent of thy vengeance, and other
+wretches, like Morcerf, Danglars, Villefort, even Morcerf
+himself, must not imagine that chance has freed them from
+their enemy. Let them know, on the contrary, that their
+punishment, which had been decreed by providence, is only
+delayed by my present determination, and although they
+escape it in this world, it awaits them in another, and that
+they are only exchanging time for eternity."
+
+While he was thus agitated by gloomy uncertainties, --
+wretched waking dreams of grief, -- the first rays of
+morning pierced his windows, and shone upon the pale blue
+paper on which he had just inscribed his justification of
+providence. It was just five o'clock in the morning when a
+slight noise like a stifled sigh reached his ear. He turned
+his head, looked around him, and saw no one; but the sound
+was repeated distinctly enough to convince him of its
+reality.
+
+He arose, and quietly opening the door of the drawing-room,
+saw Haidee, who had fallen on a chair, with her arms hanging
+down and her beautiful head thrown back. She had been
+standing at the door, to prevent his going out without
+seeing her, until sleep, which the young cannot resist, had
+overpowered her frame, wearied as she was with watching. The
+noise of the door did not awaken her, and Monte Cristo gazed
+at her with affectionate regret. "She remembered that she
+had a son," said he; "and I forgot I had a daughter." Then,
+shaking his head sorrowfully, "Poor Haidee," said he; "she
+wished to see me, to speak to me; she has feared or guessed
+something. Oh, I cannot go without taking leave of her; I
+cannot die without confiding her to some one." He quietly
+regained his seat, and wrote under the other lines: --
+
+"I bequeath to Maximilian Morrel, captain of Spahis, -- and
+son of my former patron, Pierre Morrel, shipowner at
+Marseilles, -- the sum of twenty millions, a part of which
+may be offered to his sister Julia and brother-in-law
+Emmanuel, if he does not fear this increase of fortune may
+mar their happiness. These twenty millions are concealed in
+my grotto at Monte Cristo, of which Bertuccio knows the
+secret. If his heart is free, and he will marry Haidee, the
+daughter of Ali Pasha of Yanina, whom I have brought up with
+the love of a father, and who has shown the love and
+tenderness of a daughter for me, he will thus accomplish my
+last wish. This will has already constituted Haidee heiress
+of the rest of my fortune, consisting of lands, funds in
+England, Austria, and Holland, furniture in my different
+palaces and houses, and which without the twenty millions
+and the legacies to my servants, may still amount to sixty
+millions."
+
+He was finishing the last line when a cry behind him made
+him start, and the pen fell from his hand. "Haidee," said
+he. "did you read it?"
+
+"Oh, my lord," said she, "why are you writing thus at such
+an hour? Why are you bequeathing all your fortune to me? Are
+you going to leave me?"
+
+"I am going on a journey, dear child," said Monte Cristo,
+with an expression of infinite tenderness and melancholy;
+"and if any misfortune should happen to me"
+
+The count stopped. "Well?" asked the young girl, with an
+authoritative tone the count had never observed before, and
+which startled him. "Well, if any misfortune happen to me,"
+replied Monte Cristo, "I wish my daughter to be happy."
+Haidee smiled sorrowfully, and shook her head. "Do you think
+of dying, my lord?" said she.
+
+"The wise man, my child, has said, `It is good to think of
+death.'"
+
+"Well, if you die," said she, "bequeath your fortune to
+others, for if you die I shall require nothing;" and, taking
+the paper, she tore it in four pieces, and threw it into the
+middle of the room. Then, the effort having exhausted her
+strength, she fell not asleep this time, but fainting on the
+floor. The count leaned over her and raised her in his arms;
+and seeing that sweet pale face, those lovely eyes closed,
+that beautiful form motionless and to all appearance
+lifeless, the idea occurred to him for the first time, that
+perhaps she loved him otherwise than as a daughter loves a
+father.
+
+"Alas," murmured he, with intense suffering, "I might, then,
+have been happy yet." Then he carried Haidee to her room,
+resigned her to the care of her attendants, and returning to
+his study, which he shut quickly this time, he again copied
+the destroyed will. As he was finishing, the sound of a
+cabriolet entering the yard was heard. Monte Cristo
+approached the window, and saw Maximilian and Emmanuel
+alight. "Good," said he; "it was time," -- and he sealed his
+will with three seals. A moment afterwards he heard a noise
+in the drawing-room, and went to open the door himself.
+Morrel was there; he had come twenty minutes before the time
+appointed. "I am perhaps come too soon, count," said he,
+"but I frankly acknowledge that I have not closed my eyes
+all night, nor has any one in my house. I need to see you
+strong in your courageous assurance, to recover myself."
+Monte Cristo could not resist this proof of affection; he
+not only extended his hand to the young man, but flew to him
+with open arms. "Morrel," said he, "it is a happy day for
+me, to feel that I am beloved by such a man as you.
+Good-morning, Emmanuel; you will come with me then,
+Maximilian?"
+
+"Did you doubt it?" said the young captain.
+
+"But if I were wrong" --
+
+"I watched you during the whole scene of that challenge
+yesterday; I have been thinking of your firmness all night,
+and I said to myself that justice must be on your side, or
+man's countenance is no longer to be relied on."
+
+"But, Morrel, Albert is your friend?"
+
+"Simply an acquaintance, sir."
+
+"You met on the same day you first saw me?"
+
+"Yes, that is true; but I should not have recollected it if
+you had not reminded me."
+
+"Thank you, Morrel." Then ringing the bell once, "Look."
+said he to Ali, who came immediately, "take that to my
+solicitor. It is my will, Morrel. When I am dead, you will
+go and examine it."
+
+"What?" said Morrel, "you dead?"
+
+"Yes; must I not be prepared for everything, dear friend?
+But what did you do yesterday after you left me?"
+
+"I went to Tortoni's, where, as I expected, I found
+Beauchamp and Chateau-Renaud. I own I was seeking them."
+
+"Why, when all was arranged?"
+
+"Listen, count; the affair is serious and unavoidable."
+
+"Did you doubt it!"
+
+"No; the offence was public, and every one is already
+talking of it."
+
+"Well?"
+
+"Well, I hoped to get an exchange of arms, -- to substitute
+the sword for the pistol; the pistol is blind."
+
+"Have you succeeded?" asked Monte Cristo quickly, with an
+imperceptible gleam of hope.
+
+"No; for your skill with the sword is so well known."
+
+"Ah? -- who has betrayed me?"
+
+"The skilful swordsman whom you have conquered."
+
+"And you failed?"
+
+"They positively refused."
+
+"Morrel," said the count, "have you ever seen me fire a
+pistol?"
+
+"Never."
+
+"Well, we have time; look." Monte Cristo took the pistols he
+held in his hand when Mercedes entered, and fixing an ace of
+clubs against the iron plate, with four shots he
+successively shot off the four sides of the club. At each
+shot Morrel turned pale. He examined the bullets with which
+Monte Cristo performed this dexterous feat, and saw that
+they were no larger than buckshot. "It is astonishing," said
+he. "Look, Emmanuel." Then turning towards Monte Cristo,
+"Count," said he, "in the name of all that is dear to you, I
+entreat you not to kill Albert! -- the unhappy youth has a
+mother."
+
+"You are right," said Monte Cristo; "and I have none." These
+words were uttered in a tone which made Morrel shudder. "You
+are the offended party, count."
+
+"Doubtless; what does that imply?"
+
+"That you will fire first."
+
+"I fire first?"
+
+"Oh, I obtained, or rather claimed that; we had conceded
+enough for them to yield us that."
+
+"And at what distance?"
+
+"Twenty paces." A smile of terrible import passed over the
+count's lips. "Morrel," said he, "do not forget what you
+have just seen."
+
+"The only chance for Albert's safety, then, will arise from
+your emotion."
+
+"I suffer from emotion?" said Monte Cristo.
+
+"Or from your generosity, my friend; to so good a marksman
+as you are, I may say what would appear absurd to another."
+
+"What is that?"
+
+"Break his arm -- wound him -- but do not kill him."
+
+"I will tell you, Morrel," said the count, "that I do not
+need entreating to spare the life of M. de Morcerf; he shall
+be so well spared, that he will return quietly with his two
+friends, while I" --
+
+"And you?"
+
+"That will be another thing; I shall be brought home."
+
+"No, no," cried Maximilian, quite unable to restrain his
+feelings.
+
+"As I told you, my dear Morrel, M. de Morcerf will kill me."
+Morrel looked at him in utter amazement. "But what has
+happened, then, since last evening, count?"
+
+"The same thing that happened to Brutus the night before the
+battle of Philippi; I have seen a ghost."
+
+"And that ghost" --
+
+"Told me, Morrel, that I had lived long enough." Maximilian
+and Emmanuel looked at each other. Monte Cristo drew out his
+watch. "Let us go," said he; "it is five minutes past seven,
+and the appointment was for eight o'clock." A carriage was
+in readiness at the door. Monte Cristo stepped into it with
+his two friends. He had stopped a moment in the passage to
+listen at a door, and Maximilian and Emmanuel, who had
+considerately passed forward a few steps, thought they heard
+him answer by a sigh to a sob from within. As the clock
+struck eight they drove up to the place of meeting. "We are
+first," said Morrel, looking out of the window. "Excuse me,
+sir," said Baptistin, who had followed his master with
+indescribable terror, "but I think I see a carriage down
+there under the trees."
+
+Monte Cristo sprang lightly from the carriage, and offered
+his hand to assist Emmanuel and Maximilian. The latter
+retained the count's hand between his. "I like," said he,
+"to feel a hand like this, when its owner relies on the
+goodness of his cause."
+
+"It seems to me," said Emmanuel, "that I see two young men
+down there, who are evidently, waiting." Monte Cristo drew
+Morrel a step or two behind his brother-in-law.
+"Maximilian," said he, "are your affections disengaged?"
+Morrel looked at Monte Cristo with astonishment. "I do not
+seek your confidence, my dear friend. I only ask you a
+simple question; answer it; -- that is all I require."
+
+"I love a young girl, count."
+
+"Do you love her much?"
+
+"More than my life."
+
+"Another hope defeated!" said the count. Then, with a sigh,
+"Poor Haidee!" murmured he.
+
+"To tell the truth, count, if I knew less of you, I should
+think that you were less brave than you are."
+
+"Because I sigh when thinking of some one I am leaving?
+Come, Morrel, it is not like a soldier to be so bad a judge
+of courage. Do I regret life? What is it to me, who have
+passed twenty years between life and death? Moreover, do not
+alarm yourself, Morrel; this weakness, if it is such, is
+betrayed to you alone. I know the world is a drawing-room,
+from which we must retire politely and honestly; that is,
+with a bow, and our debts of honor paid."
+
+"That is to the purpose. Have you brought your arms?"
+
+"I? -- what for? I hope these gentlemen have theirs."
+
+"I will inquire," said Morrel.
+
+"Do; but make no treaty -- you understand me?"
+
+"You need not fear." Morrel advanced towards Beauchamp and
+Chateau-Renaud, who, seeing his intention, came to meet him.
+The three young men bowed to each other courteously, if not
+affably.
+
+"Excuse me, gentlemen," said Morrel, "but I do not see M. de
+Morcerf."
+
+"He sent us word this morning," replied Chateau-Renaud,
+"that he would meet us on the ground."
+
+"Ah," said Morrel. Beauchamp pulled out his watch. "It is
+only five minutes past eight," said he to Morrel; "there is
+not much time lost yet."
+
+"Oh, I made no allusion of that kind," replied Morrel.
+
+"There is a carriage coming," said Chateau-Renaud. It
+advanced rapidly along one of the avenues leading towards
+the open space where they were assembled. "You are doubtless
+provided with pistols, gentlemen? M. de Monte Cristo yields
+his right of using his."
+
+"We had anticipated this kindness on the part of the count,"
+said Beauchamp, "and I have brought some weapons which I
+bought eight or ten days since, thinking to want them on a
+similar occasion. They are quite new, and have not yet been
+used. Will you examine them."
+
+"Oh, M. Beauchamp, if you assure me that M. de Morcerf does
+not know these pistols, you may readily believe that your
+word will be quite sufficient."
+
+"Gentlemen," said Chateau-Renaud, "it is not Morcerf coming
+in that carriage; -- faith, it is Franz and Debray!" The two
+young men he announced were indeed approaching. "What chance
+brings you here, gentlemen?" said Chateau-Renaud, shaking
+hands with each of them. "Because," said Debray, "Albert
+sent this morning to request us to come." Beauchamp and
+Chateau-Renaud exchanged looks of astonishment. "I think I
+understand his reason," said Morrel.
+
+"What is it?"
+
+"Yesterday afternoon I received a letter from M. de Morcerf,
+begging me to attend the opera."
+
+"And I," said Debray.
+
+"And I also," said Franz.
+
+"And we, too," added Beauchamp and Chateau-Renaud.
+
+"Having wished you all to witness the challenge, he now
+wishes you to be present at the combat."
+
+"Exactly so," said the young men; "you have probably guessed
+right."
+
+"But, after all these arrangements, he does not come
+himself," said Chateau-Renaud. "Albert is ten minutes after
+time."
+
+"There he comes," said Beauchamp, "on horseback, at full
+gallop, followed by a servant."
+
+"How imprudent," said Chateau-Renaud, "to come on horseback
+to fight a duel with pistols, after all the instructions I
+had given him."
+
+"And besides," said Beauchamp, "with a collar above his
+cravat, an open coat and white waistcoat! Why has he not
+painted a spot upon his heart? -- it would have been more
+simple." Meanwhile Albert had arrived within ten paces of
+the group formed by the five young men. He jumped from his
+horse, threw the bridle on his servant's arms, and joined
+them. He was pale, and his eyes were red and swollen; it was
+evident that he had not slept. A shade of melancholy gravity
+overspread his countenance, which was not natural to him. "I
+thank you, gentlemen," said he, "for having complied with my
+request; I feel extremely grateful for this mark of
+friendship." Morrel had stepped back as Morcerf approached,
+and remained at a short distance. "And to you also, M.
+Morrel, my thanks are due. Come, there cannot be too many."
+
+"Sir," said Maximilian, "you are not perhaps aware that I am
+M. de Monte Cristo's friend?"
+
+"I was not sure, but I thought it might be so. So much the
+better; the more honorable men there are here the better I
+shall be satisfied."
+
+"M. Morrel," said Chateau-Renaud, "will you apprise the
+Count of Monte Cristo that M. de Morcerf is arrived, and we
+are at his disposal?" Morrel was preparing to fulfil his
+commission. Beauchamp had meanwhile drawn the box of pistols
+from the carriage. "Stop, gentlemen," said Albert; "I have
+two words to say to the Count of Monte Cristo."
+
+"In private?" asked Morrel.
+
+"No, sir; before all who are here."
+
+Albert's witnesses looked at each other. Franz and Debray
+exchanged some words in a whisper, and Morrel, rejoiced at
+this unexpected incident, went to fetch the count, who was
+walking in a retired path with Emmanuel. "What does he want
+with me?" said Monte Cristo.
+
+"I do not know, but he wishes to speak to you."
+
+"Ah?" said Monte Cristo, "I trust he is not going to tempt
+me by some fresh insult!"
+
+"I do not think that such is his intention," said Morrel.
+
+The count advanced, accompanied by Maximilian and Emmanuel.
+His calm and serene look formed a singular contrast to
+Albert's grief-stricken face, who approached also, followed
+by the other four young men. When at three paces distant
+from each other, Albert and the count stopped.
+
+"Approach, gentlemen," said Albert; "I wish you not to lose
+one word of what I am about to have the honor of saying to
+the Count of Monte Cristo, for it must be repeated by you to
+all who will listen to it, strange as it may appear to you."
+
+"Proceed, sir," said the count.
+
+"Sir," said Albert, at first with a tremulous voice, but
+which gradually because firmer, "I reproached you with
+exposing the conduct of M. de Morcerf in Epirus, for guilty
+as I knew he was, I thought you had no right to punish him;
+but I have since learned that you had that right. It is not
+Fernand Mondego's treachery towards Ali Pasha which induces
+me so readily to excuse you, but the treachery of the
+fisherman Fernand towards you, and the almost unheard-of
+miseries which were its consequences; and I say, and
+proclaim it publicly, that you were justified in revenging
+yourself on my father, and I, his son, thank you for not
+using greater severity."
+
+Had a thunderbolt fallen in the midst of the spectators of
+this unexpected scene, it would not have surprised them more
+than did Albert's declaration. As for Monte Cristo, his eyes
+slowly rose towards heaven with an expression of infinite
+gratitude. He could not understand how Albert's fiery
+nature, of which he had seen so much among the Roman
+bandits, had suddenly stooped to this humiliation. He
+recognized the influence of Mercedes, and saw why her noble
+heart had not opposed the sacrifice she knew beforehand
+would be useless. "Now, sir," said Albert, "if you think my
+apology sufficient, pray give me your hand. Next to the
+merit of infallibility which you appear to possess, I rank
+that of candidly acknowledging a fault. But this confession
+concerns me only. I acted well as a man, but you have acted
+better than man. An angel alone could have saved one of us
+from death -- that angel came from heaven, if not to make us
+friends (which, alas, fatality renders impossible), at least
+to make us esteem each other."
+
+Monte Cristo, with moistened eye, heaving breast, and lips
+half open, extended to Albert a hand which the latter
+pressed with a sentiment resembling respectful fear.
+"Gentlemen," said he, "M. de Monte Cristo receives my
+apology. I had acted hastily towards him. Hasty actions are
+generally bad ones. Now my fault is repaired. I hope the
+world will not call me cowardly for acting as my conscience
+dictated. But if any one should entertain a false opinion of
+me," added he, drawing himself up as if he would challenge
+both friends and enemies, "I shall endeavor to correct his
+mistake."
+
+"What happened during the night?" asked Beauchamp of
+Chateau-Renaud; "we appear to make a very sorry figure
+here."
+
+"In truth, what Albert has just done is either very
+despicable or very noble," replied the baron.
+
+"What can it mean?" said Debray to Franz. "The Count of
+Monte Cristo acts dishonorably to M. de Morcerf, and is
+justified by his son! Had I ten Yaninas in my family, I
+should only consider myself the more bound to fight ten
+times." As for Monte Cristo, his head was bent down, his
+arms were powerless. Bowing under the weight of twenty-four
+years' reminiscences, he thought not of Albert, of
+Beauchamp, of Chateau-Renaud, or of any of that group; but
+he thought of that courageous woman who had come to plead
+for her son's life, to whom he had offered his, and who had
+now saved it by the revelation of a dreadful family secret,
+capable of destroying forever in that young man's heart
+every feeling of filial piety.
+
+"Providence still," murmured he; "now only am I fully
+convinced of being the emissary of God!"
+
+
+
+Chapter 91
+Mother and Son.
+
+The Count of Monte Cristo bowed to the five young men with a
+melancholy and dignified smile, and got into his carriage
+with Maximilian and Emmanuel. Albert, Beauchamp, and
+Chateau-Renaud remained alone. Albert looked at his two
+friends, not timidly, but in a way that appeared to ask
+their opinion of what he had just done.
+
+"Indeed, my dear friend," said Beauchamp first, who had
+either the most feeling or the least dissimulation, "allow
+me to congratulate you; this is a very unhoped-for
+conclusion of a very disagreeable affair."
+
+Albert remained silent and wrapped in thought.
+Chateau-Renaud contented himself with tapping his boot with
+his flexible cane. "Are we not going?" said he, after this
+embarrassing silence. "When you please," replied Beauchamp;
+"allow me only to compliment M. de Morcerf, who has given
+proof to-day of rare chivalric generosity."
+
+"Oh, yes," said Chateau-Renaud.
+
+"It is magnificent," continued Beauchamp, "to be able to
+exercise so much self-control!"
+
+"Assuredly; as for me, I should have been incapable of it,"
+said Chateau-Renaud, with most significant coolness.
+
+"Gentlemen," interrupted Albert, "I think you did not
+understand that something very serious had passed between M.
+de Monte Cristo and myself."
+
+"Possibly, possibly," said Beauchamp immediately; "but every
+simpleton would not be able to understand your heroism, and
+sooner or later you will find yourself compelled to explain
+it to them more energetically than would be convenient to
+your bodily health and the duration of your life. May I give
+you a friendly counsel? Set out for Naples, the Hague, or
+St. Petersburg -- calm countries, where the point of honor
+is better understood than among our hot-headed Parisians.
+Seek quietude and oblivion, so that you may return peaceably
+to France after a few years. Am I not right, M. de
+Chateau-Renaud?"
+
+"That is quite my opinion," said the gentleman; "nothing
+induces serious duels so much as a duel forsworn."
+
+"Thank you, gentlemen," replied Albert, with a smile of
+indifference; "I shall follow your advice -- not because you
+give it, but because I had before intended to quit France. I
+thank you equally for the service you have rendered me in
+being my seconds. It is deeply engraved on my heart, and,
+after what you have just said, I remember that only."
+Chateau-Renaud and Beauchamp looked at each other; the
+impression was the same on both of them, and the tone in
+which Morcerf had just expressed his thanks was so
+determined that the position would have become embarrassing
+for all if the conversation had continued.
+
+"Good-by, Albert," said Beauchamp suddenly, carelessly
+extending his hand to the young man. The latter did not
+appear to arouse from his lethargy; in fact, he did not
+notice the offered hand. "Good-by," said Chateau-Renaud in
+his turn, keeping his little cane in his left hand, and
+saluting with his right. Albert's lips scarcely whispered
+"Good-by," but his look was more explicit; it expressed a
+whole poem of restrained anger, proud disdain, and generous
+indignation. He preserved his melancholy and motionless
+position for some time after his two friends had regained
+their carriage; then suddenly unfastening his horse from the
+little tree to which his servant had tied it, he mounted and
+galloped off in the direction of Paris.
+
+In a quarter of an hour he was entering the house in the Rue
+du Helder. As he alighted, he thought he saw his father's
+pale face behind the curtain of the count's bedroom. Albert
+turned away his head with a sigh, and went to his own
+apartments. He cast one lingering look on all the luxuries
+which had rendered life so easy and so happy since his
+infancy; he looked at the pictures, whose faces seemed to
+smile, and the landscapes, which appeared painted in
+brighter colors. Then he took away his mother's portrait,
+with its oaken frame, leaving the gilt frame from which he
+took it black and empty. Then he arranged all his beautiful
+Turkish arms, his fine English guns, his Japanese china, his
+cups mounted in silver, his artistic bronzes by Feucheres
+and Barye; examined the cupboards, and placed the key in
+each; threw into a drawer of his secretary, which he left
+open, all the pocket-money he had about him, and with it the
+thousand fancy jewels from his vases and his jewel-boxes;
+then he made an exact inventory of everything, and placed it
+in the most conspicuous part of the table, after putting
+aside the books and papers which had collected there.
+
+At the beginning of this work, his servant, notwithstanding
+orders to the contrary, came to his room. "What do you
+want?" asked he, with a more sorrowful than angry tone.
+"Pardon me, sir," replied the valet; "you had forbidden me
+to disturb you, but the Count of Morcerf has called me."
+
+"Well!" said Albert.
+
+"I did not like to go to him without first seeing you."
+
+"Why?"
+
+"Because the count is doubtless aware that I accompanied you
+to the meeting this morning."
+
+"It is probable," said Albert.
+
+"And since he has sent for me, it is doubtless to question
+me on what happened there. What must I answer?"
+
+"The truth."
+
+"Then I shall say the duel did not take place?"
+
+"You will say I apologized to the Count of Monte Cristo.
+Go."
+
+The valet bowed and retired, and Albert returned to his
+inventory. As he was finishing this work, the sound of
+horses prancing in the yard, and the wheels of a carriage
+shaking his window, attracted his attention. He approached
+the window, and saw his father get into it, and drive away.
+The door was scarcely closed when Albert bent his steps to
+his mother's room; and, no one being there to announce him,
+he advanced to her bed-chamber, and distressed by what he
+saw and guessed, stopped for one moment at the door. As if
+the same idea had animated these two beings, Mercedes was
+doing the same in her apartments that he had just done in
+his. Everything was in order, -- laces, dresses, jewels,
+linen, money, all were arranged in the drawers, and the
+countess was carefully collecting the keys. Albert saw all
+these preparations and understood them, and exclaiming, "My
+mother!" he threw his arms around her neck.
+
+The artist who could have depicted the expression of these
+two countenances would certainly have made of them a
+beautiful picture. All these proofs of an energetic
+resolution, which Albert did not fear on his own account,
+alarmed him for his mother. "What are you doing?" asked he.
+
+"What were you doing?" replied she.
+
+"Oh, my mother!" exclaimed Albert, so overcome he could
+scarcely speak; "it is not the same with you and me -- you
+cannot have made the same resolution I have, for I have come
+to warn you that I bid adieu to your house, and -- and to
+you."
+
+"I also," replied Mercedes, "am going, and I acknowledge I
+had depended on your accompanying me; have I deceived
+myself?"
+
+"Mother," said Albert with firmness. "I cannot make you
+share the fate I have planned for myself. I must live
+henceforth without rank and fortune, and to begin this hard
+apprenticeship I must borrow from a friend the loaf I shall
+eat until I have earned one. So, my dear mother, I am going
+at once to ask Franz to lend me the small sum I shall
+require to supply my present wants."
+
+"You, my poor child, suffer poverty and hunger? Oh, do not
+say so; it will break my resolutions."
+
+"But not mine, mother," replied Albert. "I am young and
+strong; I believe I am courageous, and since yesterday I
+have learned the power of will. Alas, my dear mother, some
+have suffered so much, and yet live, and have raised a new
+fortune on the ruin of all the promises of happiness which
+heaven had made them -- on the fragments of all the hope
+which God had given them! I have seen that, mother; I know
+that from the gulf in which their enemies have plunged them
+they have risen with so much vigor and glory that in their
+turn they have ruled their former conquerors, and have
+punished them. No. mother; from this moment I have done with
+the past, and accept nothing from it -- not even a name,
+because you can understand that your son cannot bear the
+name of a man who ought to blush for it before another."
+
+"Albert, my child," said Mercedes, "if I had a stronger
+heart that is the counsel I would have given you; your
+conscience has spoken when my voice became too weak; listen
+to its dictates. You had friends, Albert; break off their
+acquaintance. But do not despair; you have life before you,
+my dear Albert, for you are yet scarcely twenty-two years
+old; and as a pure heart like yours wants a spotless name,
+take my father's -- it was Herrera. I am sure, my dear
+Albert, whatever may be your career, you will soon render
+that name illustrious. Then, my son, return to the world
+still more brilliant because of your former sorrows; and if
+I am wrong, still let me cherish these hopes, for I have no
+future to look forward to. For me the grave opens when I
+pass the threshold of this house."
+
+"I will fulfil all your wishes, my dear mother," said the
+young man. "Yes, I share your hopes; the anger of heaven
+will not pursue us, since you are pure and I am innocent.
+But, since our resolution is formed, let us act promptly. M.
+de Morcerf went out about half an hour ago; the opportunity
+in favorable to avoid an explanation."
+
+"I am ready, my son," said Mercedes. Albert ran to fetch a
+carriage. He recollected that there was a small furnished
+house to let in the Rue de Saints Peres, where his mother
+would find a humble but decent lodging, and thither he
+intended conducting the countess. As the carriage stopped at
+the door, and Albert was alighting, a man approached and
+gave him a letter. Albert recognized the bearer. "From the
+count," said Bertuccio. Albert took the letter, opened, and
+read it, then looked round for Bertuccio, but he was gone.
+He returned to Mercedes with tears in his eyes and heaving
+breast, and without uttering a word he gave her the letter.
+Mercedes read: --
+
+Albert, -- While showing you that I have discovered your
+plans, I hope also to convince you of my delicacy. You are
+free, you leave the count's house, and you take your mother
+to your home; but reflect, Albert, you owe her more than
+your poor noble heart can pay her. Keep the struggle for
+yourself, bear all the suffering, but spare her the trial of
+poverty which must accompany your first efforts; for she
+deserves not even the shadow of the misfortune which has
+this day fallen on her, and providence is not willing that
+the innocent should suffer for the guilty. I know you are
+going to leave the Rue du Helder without taking anything
+with you. Do not seek to know how I discovered it; I know it
+-- that is sufficient.
+
+Now, listen, Albert. Twenty-four years ago I returned, proud
+and joyful, to my country. I had a betrothed, Albert, a
+lovely girl whom I adored, and I was bringing to my
+betrothed a hundred and fifty louis, painfully amassed by
+ceaseless toil. This money was for her; I destined it for
+her, and, knowing the treachery of the sea I buried our
+treasure in the little garden of the house my father lived
+in at Marseilles, on the Allees de Meillan. Your mother,
+Albert, knows that poor house well. A short time since I
+passed through Marseilles, and went to see the old place,
+which revived so many painful recollections; and in the
+evening I took a spade and dug in the corner of the garden
+where I had concealed my treasure. The iron box was there --
+no one had touched it -- under a beautiful fig-tree my
+father had planted the day I was born, which overshadowed
+the spot. Well, Albert, this money, which was formerly
+designed to promote the comfort and tranquillity of the
+woman I adored, may now, through strange and painful
+circumstances, be devoted to the same purpose. Oh, feel for
+me, who could offer millions to that poor woman, but who
+return her only the piece of black bread forgotten under my
+poor roof since the day I was torn from her I loved. You are
+a generous man, Albert, but perhaps you may be blinded by
+pride or resentment; if you refuse me, if you ask another
+for what I have a right to offer you, I will say it is
+ungenerous of you to refuse the life of your mother at the
+hands of a man whose father was allowed by your father to
+die in all the horrors of poverty and despair.
+
+Albert stood pale and motionless to hear what his mother
+would decide after she had finished reading this letter.
+Mercedes turned her eyes with an ineffable look towards
+heaven. "I accept it," said she; "he has a right to pay the
+dowry, which I shall take with me to some convent!" Putting
+the letter in her bosom, she took her son's arm, and with a
+firmer step than she even herself expected she went
+down-stairs.
+
+
+
+Chapter 92
+The Suicide.
+
+Meanwhile Monte Cristo had also returned to town with
+Emmanuel and Maximilian. Their return was cheerful. Emmanuel
+did not conceal his joy at the peaceful termination of the
+affair, and was loud in his expressions of delight. Morrel,
+in a corner of the carriage, allowed his brother-in-law's
+gayety to expend itself in words, while he felt equal inward
+joy, which, however, betrayed itself only in his
+countenance. At the Barriere du Trone they met Bertuccio,
+who was waiting there, motionless as a sentinel at his post.
+Monte Cristo put his head out of the window, exchanged a few
+words with him in a low tone, and the steward disappeared.
+"Count," said Emmanuel, when they were at the end of the
+Place Royale, "put me down at my door, that my wife may not
+have a single moment of needless anxiety on my account or
+yours."
+
+"If it were not ridiculous to make a display of our triumph,
+I would invite the count to our house; besides that, he
+doubtless has some trembling heart to comfort. So we will
+take leave of our friend, and let him hasten home."
+
+"Stop a moment," said Monte Cristo; "do not let me lose both
+my companions. Return, Emmanuel, to your charming wife, and
+present my best compliments to her; and do you, Morrel,
+accompany me to the Champs Elysees."
+
+"Willingly," said Maximilian; "particularly as I have
+business in that quarter."
+
+"Shall we wait breakfast for you?" asked Emmanuel.
+
+"No," replied the young man. The door was closed, and the
+carriage proceeded. "See what good fortune I brought you!"
+said Morrel, when he was alone with the count. "Have you not
+thought so?"
+
+"Yes," said Monte Cristo; "for that reason I wished to keep
+you near me."
+
+"It is miraculous!" continued Morrel, answering his own
+thoughts.
+
+"What?" said Monte Cristo.
+
+"What has just happened."
+
+"Yes," said the Count, "you are right -- it is miraculous."
+
+"For Albert is brave," resumed Morrel.
+
+"Very brave," said Monte Cristo; "I have seen him sleep with
+a sword suspended over his head."
+
+"And I know he has fought two duels," said Morrel. "How can
+you reconcile that with his conduct this morning?"
+
+"All owing to your influence," replied Monte Cristo,
+smiling.
+
+"It is well for Albert he is not in the army," said Morrel.
+
+"Why?"
+
+"An apology on the ground!" said the young captain, shaking
+his head.
+
+"Come," said the count mildly, "do not entertain the
+prejudices of ordinary men, Morrel! Acknowledge, that if
+Albert is brave, he cannot be a coward; he must then have
+had some reason for acting as he did this morning, and
+confess that his conduct is more heroic than otherwise."
+
+"Doubtless, doubtless," said Morrel; "but I shall say, like
+the Spaniard, `He has not been so brave to-day as he was
+yesterday.'"
+
+"You will breakfast with me, will you not, Morrel?" said the
+count, to turn the conversation.
+
+"No; I must leave you at ten o'clock."
+
+"Your engagement was for breakfast, then?" said the count.
+
+Morrel smiled, and shook his head. "Still you must breakfast
+somewhere."
+
+"But if I am not hungry?" said the young man.
+
+"Oh," said the count, "I only know two things which destroy
+the appetite, -- grief -- and as I am happy to see you very
+cheerful, it is not that -- and love. Now after what you
+told me this morning of your heart, I may believe" --
+
+"Well, count," replied Morrel gayly, "I will not dispute
+it."
+
+"But you will not make me your confidant, Maximilian?" said
+the count, in a tone which showed how gladly he would have
+been admitted to the secret.
+
+"I showed you this morning that I had a heart, did I not,
+count?" Monte Cristo only answered by extending his hand to
+the young man. "Well," continued the latter, "since that
+heart is no longer with you in the Bois de Vincennes, it is
+elsewhere, and I must go and find it."
+
+"Go," said the count deliberately; "go, dear friend, but
+promise me if you meet with any obstacle to remember that I
+have some power in this world, that I am happy to use that
+power in the behalf of those I love, and that I love you,
+Morrel."
+
+"I will remember it," said the young man, "as selfish
+children recollect their parents when they want their aid.
+When I need your assistance, and the moment arrives, I will
+come to you, count."
+
+"Well, I rely upon your promise. Good-by, then."
+
+"Good-by, till we meet again." They had arrived in the
+Champs Elysees. Monte Cristo opened the carriage-door,
+Morrel sprang out on the pavement, Bertuccio was waiting on
+the steps. Morrel disappeared down the Avenue de Marigny,
+and Monte Cristo hastened to join Bertuccio.
+
+"Well?" asked he.
+
+"She is going to leave her house," said the steward.
+
+"And her son?"
+
+"Florentin, his valet, thinks he is going to do the same."
+
+"Come this way." Monte Cristo took Bertuccio into his study,
+wrote the letter we have seen, and gave it to the steward.
+"Go," said he quickly. "But first, let Haidee be informed
+that I have returned."
+
+"Here I am," said the young girl, who at the sound of the
+carriage had run down-stairs and whose face was radiant with
+joy at seeing the count return safely. Bertuccio left. Every
+transport of a daughter finding a father, all the delight of
+a mistress seeing an adored lover, were felt by Haidee
+during the first moments of this meeting, which she had so
+eagerly expected. Doubtless, although less evident, Monte
+Cristo's joy was not less intense. Joy to hearts which have
+suffered long is like the dew on the ground after a long
+drought; both the heart and the ground absorb that
+benificent moisture falling on them, and nothing is
+outwardly apparent.
+
+Monte Cristo was beginning to think, what he had not for a
+long time dared to believe, that there were two Mercedes in
+the world, and he might yet be happy. His eye, elate with
+happiness, was reading eagerly the tearful gaze of Haidee,
+when suddenly the door opened. The count knit his brow. "M.
+de Morcerf!" said Baptistin, as if that name sufficed for
+his excuse. In fact, the count's face brightened.
+
+"Which," asked he, "the viscount or the count?"
+
+"The count."
+
+"Oh," exclaimed Haidee, "is it not yet over?"
+
+"I know not if it is finished, my beloved child," said Monte
+Cristo, taking the young girl's hands; "but I do know you
+have nothing more to fear."
+
+"But it is the wretched" --
+
+"That man cannot injure me, Haidee," said Monte Cristo; "it
+was his son alone that there was cause to fear."
+
+"And what I have suffered," said the young girl, "you shall
+never know, my lord." Monte Cristo smiled. "By my father's
+tomb," said he, extending his hand over the head of the
+young girl, "I swear to you, Haidee, that if any misfortune
+happens, it will not be to me."
+
+"I believe you, my lord, as implicitly as if God had spoken
+to me," said the young girl, presenting her forehead to him.
+Monte Cristo pressed on that pure beautiful forehead a kiss
+which made two hearts throb at once, the one violently, the
+other heavily. "Oh," murmured the count, "shall I then be
+permitted to love again? Ask M. de Morcerf into the
+drawing-room," said he to Baptistin, while he led the
+beautiful Greek girl to a private staircase.
+
+We must explain this visit, which although expected by Monte
+Cristo, is unexpected to our readers. While Mercedes, as we
+have said, was making a similar inventory of her property to
+Albert's, while she was arranging her jewels, shutting her
+drawers, collecting her keys, to leave everything in perfect
+order, she did not perceive a pale and sinister face at a
+glass door which threw light into the passage, from which
+everything could be both seen and heard. He who was thus
+looking, without being heard or seen, probably heard and saw
+all that passed in Madame de Morcerf's apartments. From that
+glass door the pale-faced man went to the count's bedroom
+and raised with a constricted hand the curtain of a window
+overlooking the court-yard. He remained there ten minutes,
+motionless and dumb, listening to the beating of his own
+heart. For him those ten minutes were very long. It was then
+Albert, returning from his meeting with the count, perceived
+his father watching for his arrival behind a curtain, and
+turned aside. The count's eye expanded; he knew Albert had
+insulted the count dreadfully, and that in every country in
+the world such an insult would lead to a deadly duel. Albert
+returned safely -- then the count was revenged.
+
+An indescribable ray of joy illumined that wretched
+countenance like the last ray of the sun before it
+disappears behind the clouds which bear the aspect, not of a
+downy couch, but of a tomb. But as we have said, he waited
+in vain for his son to come to his apartment with the
+account of his triumph. He easily understood why his son did
+not come to see him before he went to avenge his father's
+honor; but when that was done, why did not his son come and
+throw himself into his arms?
+
+It was then, when the count could not see Albert, that he
+sent for his servant, who he knew was authorized not to
+conceal anything from him. Ten minutes afterwards, General
+Morcerf was seen on the steps in a black coat with a
+military collar, black pantaloons, and black gloves. He had
+apparently given previous orders, for as he reached the
+bottom step his carriage came from the coach-house ready for
+him. The valet threw into the carriage his military cloak,
+in which two swords were wrapped, and, shutting the door, he
+took his seat by the side of the coachman. The coachman
+stooped down for his orders.
+
+"To the Champs Elysees," said the general; "the Count of
+Monte Cristo's. Hurry!" The horses bounded beneath the whip;
+and in five minutes they stopped before the count's door. M.
+de Morcerf opened the door himself, and as the carriage
+rolled away he passed up the walk, rang, and entered the
+open door with his servant.
+
+A moment afterwards, Baptistin announced the Count of
+Morcerf to Monte Cristo, and the latter, leading Haidee
+aside, ordered that Morcerf be asked into the drawing-room.
+The general was pacing the room the third time when, in
+turning, he perceived Monte Cristo at the door. "Ah, it is
+M. de Morcerf," said Monte Cristo quietly; "I thought I had
+not heard aright."
+
+"Yes, it is I," said the count, whom a frightful contraction
+of the lips prevented from articulating freely.
+
+"May I know the cause which procures me the pleasure of
+seeing M. de Morcerf so early?"
+
+"Had you not a meeting with my son this morning?" asked the
+general.
+
+"I had," replied the count.
+
+"And I know my son had good reasons to wish to fight with
+you, and to endeavor to kill you."
+
+"Yes, sir, he had very good ones; but you see that in spite
+of them he has not killed me, and did not even fight."
+
+"Yet he considered you the cause of his father's dishonor,
+the cause of the fearful ruin which has fallen on my house."
+
+"It is true, sir," said Monte Cristo with his dreadful
+calmness; "a secondary cause, but not the principal."
+
+"Doubtless you made, then, some apology or explanation?"
+
+"I explained nothing, and it is he who apologized to me."
+
+"But to what do you attribute this conduct?"
+
+"To the conviction, probably, that there was one more guilty
+than I."
+
+"And who was that?"
+
+"His father."
+
+"That may be," said the count, turning pale; "but you know
+the guilty do not like to find themselves convicted."
+
+"I know it, and I expected this result."
+
+"You expected my son would be a coward?" cried the count.
+
+"M. Albert de Morcerf is no coward!" said Monte Cristo.
+
+"A man who holds a sword in his hand, and sees a mortal
+enemy within reach of that sword, and does not fight, is a
+coward! Why is he not here that I may tell him so?"
+
+"Sir." replied Monte Cristo coldly, "I did not expect that
+you had come here to relate to me your little family
+affairs. Go and tell M. Albert that, and he may know what to
+answer you."
+
+"Oh, no, no," said the general, smiling faintly, "I did not
+come for that purpose; you are right. I came to tell you
+that I also look upon you as my enemy. I came to tell you
+that I hate you instinctively; that it seems as if I had
+always known you, and always hated you; and, in short, since
+the young people of the present day will not fight, it
+remains for us to do so. Do you think so, sir?"
+
+"Certainly. And when I told you I had foreseen the result,
+it is the honor of your visit I alluded to."
+
+"So much the better. Are you prepared?"
+
+"Yes, sir."
+
+"You know that we shall fight till one of us is dead," said
+the general, whose teeth were clinched with rage. "Until one
+of us dies," repeated Monte Cristo, moving his head slightly
+up and down.
+
+"Let us start, then; we need no witnesses."
+
+"Very true," said Monte Cristo; "it is unnecessary, we know
+each other so well!"
+
+"On the contrary," said the count, "we know so little of
+each other."
+
+"Indeed?" said Monte Cristo, with the same indomitable
+coolness; "let us see. Are you not the soldier Fernand who
+deserted on the eve of the battle of Waterloo? Are you not
+the Lieutenant Fernand who served as guide and spy to the
+French army in Spain? Are you not the Captain Fernand who
+betrayed, sold, and murdered his benefactor, Ali? And have
+not all these Fernands, united, made Lieutenant-General, the
+Count of Morcerf, peer of France?"
+
+"Oh," cried the general, as it branded with a hot iron,
+"wretch, -- to reproach me with my shame when about,
+perhaps, to kill me! No, I did not say I was a stranger to
+you. I know well, demon, that you have penetrated into the
+darkness of the past, and that you have read, by the light
+of what torch I know not, every page of my life; but perhaps
+I may be more honorable in my shame than you under your
+pompous coverings. No -- no, I am aware you know me; but I
+know you only as an adventurer sewn up in gold and
+jewellery. You call yourself in Paris the Count of Monte
+Cristo; in Italy, Sinbad the Sailor; in Malta, I forget
+what. But it is your real name I want to know, in the midst
+of your hundred names, that I may pronounce it when we meet
+to fight, at the moment when I plunge my sword through your
+heart."
+
+The Count of Monte Cristo turned dreadfully pale; his eye
+seemed to burn with a devouring fire. He leaped towards a
+dressing-room near his bedroom, and in less than a moment,
+tearing off his cravat, his coat and waistcoat, he put on a
+sailor's jacket and hat, from beneath which rolled his long
+black hair. He returned thus, formidable and implacable,
+advancing with his arms crossed on his breast, towards the
+general, who could not understand why he had disappeared,
+but who on seeing him again, and feeling his teeth chatter
+and his legs sink under him, drew back, and only stopped
+when he found a table to support his clinched hand.
+"Fernand," cried he, "of my hundred names I need only tell
+you one, to overwhelm you! But you guess it now, do you not?
+-- or, rather, you remember it? For, notwithstanding all my
+sorrows and my tortures, I show you to-day a face which the
+happiness of revenge makes young again -- a face you must
+often have seen in your dreams since your marriage with
+Mercedes, my betrothed!"
+
+The general, with his head thrown back, hands extended, gaze
+fixed, looked silently at this dreadful apparition; then
+seeking the wall to support him, he glided along close to it
+until he reached the door, through which he went out
+backwards, uttering this single mournful, lamentable,
+distressing cry, -- "Edmond Dantes!" Then, with sighs which
+were unlike any human sound, he dragged himself to the door,
+reeled across the court-yard, and falling into the arms of
+his valet, he said in a voice scarcely intelligible, --
+"Home, home." The fresh air and the shame he felt at having
+exposed himself before his servants, partly recalled his
+senses, but the ride was short, and as he drew near his
+house all his wretchedness revived. He stopped at a short
+distance from the house and alighted.
+
+The door was wide open, a hackney-coach was standing in the
+middle of the yard -- a strange sight before so noble a
+mansion; the count looked at it with terror, but without
+daring to inquire its meaning, he rushed towards his
+apartment. Two persons were coming down the stairs; he had
+only time to creep into an alcove to avoid them. It was
+Mercedes leaning on her son's arm and leaving the house.
+They passed close by the unhappy being, who, concealed
+behind the damask curtain, almost felt Mercedes dress brush
+past him, and his son's warm breath, pronouncing these
+words, -- "Courage, mother! Come, this is no longer our
+home!" The words died away, the steps were lost in the
+distance. The general drew himself up, clinging to the
+curtain; he uttered the most dreadful sob which ever escaped
+from the bosom of a father abandoned at the same time by his
+wife and son. He soon heard the clatter of the iron step of
+the hackney-coach, then the coachman's voice, and then the
+rolling of the heavy vehicle shook the windows. He darted to
+his bedroom to see once more all he had loved in the world;
+but the hackney-coach drove on and the head of neither
+Mercedes nor her son appeared at the window to take a last
+look at the house or the deserted father and husband. And at
+the very moment when the wheels of that coach crossed the
+gateway a report was heard, and a thick smoke escaped
+through one of the panes of the window, which was broken by
+the explosion.
+
+
+
+Chapter 93
+Valentine.
+
+We may easily conceive where Morrel's appointment was. On
+leaving Monte Cristo he walked slowly towards Villefort's;
+we say slowly, for Morrel had more than half an hour to
+spare to go five hundred steps, but he had hastened to take
+leave of Monte Cristo because he wished to be alone with his
+thoughts. He knew his time well -- the hour when Valentine
+was giving Noirtier his breakfast, and was sure not to be
+disturbed in the performance of this pious duty. Noirtier
+and Valentine had given him leave to go twice a week, and he
+was now availing himself of that permission. He had arrived;
+Valentine was expecting him. Uneasy and almost crazed, she
+seized his hand and led him to her grandfather. This
+uneasiness, amounting almost to frenzy, arose from the
+report Morcerf's adventure had made in the world, for the
+affair at the opera was generally known. No one at
+Villefort's doubted that a duel would ensue from it.
+Valentine, with her woman's instinct, guessed that Morrel
+would be Monte Cristo's second, and from the young man's
+well-known courage and his great affection for the count,
+she feared that he would not content himself with the
+passive part assigned to him. We may easily understand how
+eagerly the particulars were asked for, given, and received;
+and Morrel could read an indescribable joy in the eyes of
+his beloved, when she knew that the termination of this
+affair was as happy as it was unexpected.
+
+"Now," said Valentine, motioning to Morrel to sit down near
+her grandfather, while she took her seat on his footstool,
+-- "now let us talk about our own affairs. You know,
+Maximilian, grandpapa once thought of leaving this house,
+and taking an apartment away from M. de Villefort's."
+
+"Yes," said Maximilian, "I recollect the project, of which I
+highly approved."
+
+"Well," said Valentine, "you may approve again, for
+grandpapa is again thinking of it."
+
+"Bravo," said Maximilian.
+
+"And do you know," said Valentine, "what reason grandpapa
+gives for leaving this house." Noirtier looked at Valentine
+to impose silence, but she did not notice him; her looks,
+her eyes, her smile, were all for Morrel.
+
+"Oh, whatever may be M. Noirtier's reason," answered Morrel,
+"I can readily believe it to be a good one."
+
+"An excellent one," said Valentine. "He pretends the air of
+the Faubourg St. Honore is not good for me."
+
+"Indeed?" said Morrel; "in that M. Noirtier may be right;
+you have not seemed to be well for the last fortnight."
+
+"Not very," said Valentine. "And grandpapa has become my
+physician, and I have the greatest confidence in him,
+because he knows everything."
+
+"Do you then really suffer?" asked Morrel quickly.
+
+"Oh, it must not be called suffering; I feel a general
+uneasiness, that is all. I have lost my appetite, and my
+stomach feels as if it were struggling to get accustomed to
+something." Noirtier did not lose a word of what Valentine
+said. "And what treatment do you adopt for this singular
+complaint?"
+
+"A very simple one," said Valentine. "I swallow every
+morning a spoonful of the mixture prepared for my
+grandfather. When I say one spoonful, I began by one -- now
+I take four. Grandpapa says it is a panacea." Valentine
+smiled, but it was evident that she suffered.
+
+Maximilian, in his devotedness, gazed silently at her. She
+was very beautiful, but her usual pallor had increased; her
+eyes were more brilliant than ever, and her hands, which
+were generally white like mother-of-pearl, now more
+resembled wax, to which time was adding a yellowish hue.
+From Valentine the young man looked towards Noirtier. The
+latter watched with strange and deep interest the young
+girl, absorbed by her affection, and he also, like Morrel,
+followed those traces of inward suffering which was so
+little perceptible to a common observer that they escaped
+the notice of every one but the grandfather and the lover.
+
+"But," said Morrel, "I thought this mixture, of which you
+now take four spoonfuls, was prepared for M. Noirtier?"
+
+"I know it is very bitter," said Valentine; "so bitter, that
+all I drink afterwards appears to have the same taste."
+Noirtier looked inquiringly at his granddaughter. "Yes,
+grandpapa," said Valentine; "it is so. Just now, before I
+came down to you, I drank a glass of sugared water; I left
+half, because it seemed so bitter." Noirtier turned pale,
+and made a sign that he wished to speak. Valentine rose to
+fetch the dictionary. Noirtier watched her with evident
+anguish. In fact, the blood was rushing to the young girl's
+head already, her cheeks were becoming red. "Oh," cried she,
+without losing any of her cheerfulness, "this is singular! I
+can't see! Did the sun shine in my eyes?" And she leaned
+against the window.
+
+"The sun is not shining," said Morrel, more alarmed by
+Noirtier's expression than by Valentine's indisposition. He
+ran towards her. The young girl smiled. "Cheer up," said she
+to Noirtier. "Do not be alarmed, Maximilian; it is nothing,
+and has already passed away. But listen! Do I not hear a
+carriage in the court-yard?" She opened Noirtier's door, ran
+to a window in the passage, and returned hastily. "Yes,"
+said she, "it is Madame Danglars and her daughter, who have
+come to call on us. Good-by; -- I must run away, for they
+would send here for me, or, rather, farewell till I see you
+again. Stay with grandpapa, Maximilian; I promise you not to
+persuade them to stay."
+
+Morrel watched her as she left the room; he heard her ascend
+the little staircase which led both to Madame de Villefort's
+apartments and to hers. As soon as she was gone, Noirtier
+made a sign to Morrel to take the dictionary. Morrel obeyed;
+guided by Valentine, he had learned how to understand the
+old man quickly. Accustomed, however, as he was to the work,
+he had to repeat most of the letters of the alphabet and to
+find every word in the dictionary, so that it was ten
+minutes before the thought of the old man was translated by
+these words, "Fetch the glass of water and the decanter from
+Valentine's room."
+
+Morrel rang immediately for the servant who had taken
+Barrois's situation, and in Noirtier's name gave that order.
+The servant soon returned. The decanter and the glass were
+completely empty. Noirtier made a sign that he wished to
+speak. "Why are the glass and decanter empty?" asked he;
+"Valentine said she only drank half the glassful." The
+translation of this new question occupied another five
+minutes. "I do not know," said the servant, "but the
+housemaid is in Mademoiselle Valentine's room: perhaps she
+has emptied them."
+
+"Ask her," said Morrel, translating Noirtier's thought this
+time by his look. The servant went out, but returned almost
+immediately. "Mademoiselle Valentine passed through the room
+to go to Madame de Villefort's," said he; "and in passing,
+as she was thirsty, she drank what remained in the glass; as
+for the decanter, Master Edward had emptied that to make a
+pond for his ducks." Noirtier raised his eyes to heaven, as
+a gambler does who stakes his all on one stroke. From that
+moment the old man's eyes were fixed on the door, and did
+not quit it.
+
+It was indeed Madame Danglars and her daughter whom
+Valentine had seen; they had been ushered into Madame de
+Villefort's room, who had said she would receive them there.
+That is why Valentine passed through her room, which was on
+a level with Valentine's, and only separated from it by
+Edward's. The two ladies entered the drawing-room with that
+sort of official stiffness which preludes a formal
+communication. Among worldly people manner is contagious.
+Madame de Villefort received them with equal solemnity.
+Valentine entered at this moment, and the formalities were
+resumed. "My dear friend," said the baroness, while the two
+young people were shaking hands, "I and Eugenie are come to
+be the first to announce to you the approaching marriage of
+my daughter with Prince Cavalcanti." Danglars kept up the
+title of prince. The popular banker found that it answered
+better than count. "Allow me to present you my sincere
+congratulations," replied Madame de Villefort. "Prince
+Cavalcanti appears to be a young man of rare qualities."
+
+"Listen," said the baroness, smiling; "speaking to you as a
+friend I can say that the prince does not yet appear all he
+will be. He has about him a little of that foreign manner by
+which French persons recognize, at first sight, the Italian
+or German nobleman. Besides, he gives evidence of great
+kindness of disposition, much keenness of wit, and as to
+suitability, M. Danglars assures me that his fortune is
+majestic -- that is his word."
+
+"And then," said Eugenie, while turning over the leaves of
+Madame de Villefort's album, "add that you have taken a
+great fancy to the young man."
+
+"And," said Madame de Villefort, "I need not ask you if you
+share that fancy."
+
+"I?" replied Eugenie with her usual candor. "Oh, not the
+least in the world, madame! My wish was not to confine
+myself to domestic cares, or the caprices of any man, but to
+be an artist, and consequently free in heart, in person, and
+in thought." Eugenie pronounced these words with so firm a
+tone that the color mounted to Valentine's cheeks. The timid
+girl could not understand that vigorous nature which
+appeared to have none of the timidities of woman.
+
+"At any rate," said she, "since I am to be married whether I
+will or not, I ought to be thankful to providence for having
+released me from my engagement with M. Albert de Morcerf, or
+I should this day have been the wife of a dishonored man."
+
+"It is true," said the baroness, with that strange
+simplicity sometimes met with among fashionable ladies, and
+of which plebeian intercourse can never entirely deprive
+them, -- "it is very true that had not the Morcerfs
+hesitated, my daughter would have married Monsieur Albert.
+The general depended much on it; he even came to force M.
+Danglars. We have had a narrow escape."
+
+"But," said Valentine, timidly, "does all the father's shame
+revert upon the son? Monsieur Albert appears to me quite
+innocent of the treason charged against the general."
+
+"Excuse me," said the implacable young girl, "Monsieur
+Albert claims and well deserves his share. It appears that
+after having challenged M. de Monte Cristo at the Opera
+yesterday, he apologized on the ground to-day."
+
+"Impossible," said Madame de Villefort.
+
+"Ah, my dear friend," said Madame Danglars, with the same
+simplicity we before noticed, "it is a fact. I heard it from
+M. Debray, who was present at the explanation." Valentine
+also knew the truth, but she did not answer. A single word
+had reminded her that Morrel was expecting her in M.
+Noirtier's room. Deeply engaged with a sort of inward
+contemplation, Valentine had ceased for a moment to join in
+the conversation. She would, indeed, have found it
+impossible to repeat what had been said the last few
+minutes, when suddenly Madame Danglars' hand, pressed on her
+arm, aroused her from her lethargy.
+
+"What is it?" said she, starting at Madame Danglars, touch
+as she would have done from an electric shock. "It is, my
+dear Valentine," said the baroness, "that you are,
+doubtless, suffering."
+
+"I?" said the young girl, passing her hand across her
+burning forehead.
+
+"Yes, look at yourself in that glass; you have turned pale
+and then red successively, three or four times in one
+minute."
+
+"Indeed," cried Eugenie, "you are very pale!"
+
+"Oh, do not be alarmed; I have been so for many days."
+Artless as she was, the young girl knew that this was an
+opportunity to leave, and besides, Madame de Villefort came
+to her assistance. "Retire, Valentine," said she; "you are
+really suffering, and these ladies will excuse you; drink a
+glass of pure water, it will restore you." Valentine kissed
+Eugenie, bowed to Madame Danglars, who had already risen to
+take her leave, and went out. "That poor child," said Madame
+de Villefort when Valentine was gone, "she makes me very
+uneasy, and I should not be astonished if she had some
+serious illness."
+
+Meanwhile, Valentine, in a sort of excitement which she
+could not quite understand, had crossed Edward's room
+without noticing some trick of the child, and through her
+own had reached the little staircase. She was within three
+steps of the bottom; she already heard Morrel's voice, when
+suddenly a cloud passed over her eyes, her stiffened foot
+missed the step, her hands had no power to hold the
+baluster, and falling against the wall she lost her balance
+wholly and toppled to the floor. Morrel bounded to the door,
+opened it, and found Valentine stretched out at the bottom
+of the stairs. Quick as a flash, he raised her in his arms
+and placed her in a chair. Valentine opened her eyes.
+
+"Oh, what a clumsy thing I am," said she with feverish
+volubility; "I don't know my way. I forgot there were three
+more steps before the landing."
+
+"You have hurt yourself, perhaps," said Morrel. "What can I
+do for you, Valentine?" Valentine looked around her; she saw
+the deepest terror depicted in Noirtier's eyes. "Don't
+worry, dear grandpapa," said she, endeavoring to smile; "it
+is nothing -- it is nothing; I was giddy, that is all."
+
+"Another attack of giddiness," said Morrel, clasping his
+hands. "Oh, attend to it, Valentine, I entreat you."
+
+"But no," said Valentine, -- "no, I tell you it is all past,
+and it was nothing. Now, let me tell you some news; Eugenie
+is to be married in a week, and in three days there is to be
+a grand feast, a betrothal festival. We are all invited, my
+father, Madame de Villefort, and I -- at least, I understood
+it so."
+
+"When will it be our turn to think of these things? Oh,
+Valentine, you who have so much influence over your
+grandpapa, try to make him answer -- Soon."
+
+"And do you," said Valentine, "depend on me to stimulate the
+tardiness and arouse the memory of grandpapa?"
+
+"Yes," cried Morrel, "make haste. So long as you are not
+mine, Valentine, I shall always think I may lose you."
+
+"Oh," replied Valentine with a convulsive movement, "oh,
+indeed, Maximilian, you are too timid for an officer, for a
+soldier who, they say, never knows fear. Ah, ha, ha!" she
+burst into a forced and melancholy laugh, her arms stiffened
+and twisted, her head fell back on her chair, and she
+remained motionless. The cry of terror which was stopped on
+Noirtier's lips, seemed to start from his eyes. Morrel
+understood it; he knew he must call assistance. The young
+man rang the bell violently; the housemaid who had been in
+Mademoiselle Valentine's room, and the servant who had
+replaced Barrois, ran in at the same moment. Valentine was
+so pale, so cold, so inanimate that without listening to
+what was said to them they were seized with the fear which
+pervaded that house, and they flew into the passage crying
+for help. Madame Danglars and Eugenie were going out at that
+moment; they heard the cause of the disturbance. "I told you
+so!" exclaimed Madame de Villefort. "Poor child!"
+
+
+
+Chapter 94
+Maximilian's Avowal.
+
+At the same moment M. de Villefort's voice was heard calling
+from his study, "What is the matter?" Morrel looked at
+Noirtier who had recovered his self-command, and with a
+glance indicated the closet where once before under somewhat
+similar circumstances, he had taken refuge. He had only time
+to get his hat and throw himself breathless into the closet
+when the procureur's footstep was heard in the passage.
+Villefort sprang into the room, ran to Valentine, and took
+her in his arms. "A physician, a physician, -- M.
+d'Avrigny!" cried Villefort; "or rather I will go for him
+myself." He flew from the apartment, and Morrel at the same
+moment darted out at the other door. He had been struck to
+the heart by a frightful recollection -- the conversation he
+had heard between the doctor and Villefort the night of
+Madame de Saint-Meran's death, recurred to him; these
+symptoms, to a less alarming extent, were the same which had
+preceded the death of Barrois. At the same time Monte
+Cristo's voice seemed to resound in his ear with the words
+he had heard only two hours before, "Whatever you want,
+Morrel, come to me; I have great power." More rapidly than
+thought, he darted down the Rue Matignon, and thence to the
+Avenue des Champs Elysees.
+
+Meanwhile M. de Villefort arrived in a hired cabriolet at M.
+d'Avrigny's door. He rang so violently that the porter was
+alarmed. Villefort ran up-stairs without saying a word. The
+porter knew him, and let him pass, only calling to him, "In
+his study, Monsieur Procureur -- in his study!" Villefort
+pushed, or rather forced, the door open. "Ah," said the
+doctor, "is it you?"
+
+"Yes," said Villefort, closing the door after him, "it is I,
+who am come in my turn to ask you if we are quite alone.
+Doctor, my house is accursed!"
+
+"What?" said the latter with apparent coolness, but with
+deep emotion, "have you another invalid?"
+
+"Yes, doctor," cried Villefort, clutching his hair, "yes!"
+
+D'Avrigny's look implied, "I told you it would be so." Then
+he slowly uttered these words, "Who is now dying in your
+house? What new victim is going to accuse you of weakness
+before God?" A mournful sob burst from Villefort's heart; he
+approached the doctor, and seizing his arm, -- "Valentine,"
+said he, "it is Valentine's turn!"
+
+"Your daughter?" cried d'Avrigny with grief and surprise.
+
+"You see you were deceived," murmured the magistrate; "come
+and see her, and on her bed of agony entreat her pardon for
+having suspected her."
+
+"Each time you have applied to me," said the doctor, "it has
+been too late; still I will go. But let us make haste, sir;
+with the enemies you have to do with there is no time to be
+lost."
+
+"Oh, this time, doctor, you shall not have to reproach me
+with weakness. This time I will know the assassin, and will
+pursue him."
+
+"Let us try first to save the victim before we think of
+revenging her," said d'Avrigny. "Come." The same cabriolet
+which had brought Villefort took them back at full speed,
+and at this moment Morrel rapped at Monte Cristo's door. The
+count was in his study and was reading with an angry look
+something which Bertuccio had brought in haste. Hearing the
+name of Morrel, who had left him only two hours before, the
+count raised his head, arose, and sprang to meet him. "What
+is the matter, Maximilian?" asked he; "you are pale, and the
+perspiration rolls from your forehead." Morrel fell into a
+chair. "Yes," said he, "I came quickly; I wanted to speak to
+you."
+
+"Are all your family well?" asked the count, with an
+affectionate benevolence, whose sincerity no one could for a
+moment doubt.
+
+"Thank you, count -- thank you," said the young man,
+evidently embarrassed how to begin the conversation; "yes,
+every one in my family is well."
+
+"So much the better; yet you have something to tell me?"
+replied the count with increased anxiety.
+
+"Yes," said Morrel, "it is true; I have but now left a house
+where death has just entered, to run to you."
+
+"Are you then come from M. de Morcerf's?" asked Monte
+Cristo.
+
+"No," said Morrel; "is some one dead in his house?"
+
+"The general has just blown his brains out," replied Monte
+Cristo with great coolness.
+
+"Oh, what a dreadful event!" cried Maximilian.
+
+"Not for the countess, or for Albert," said Monte Cristo; "a
+dead father or husband is better than a dishonored one, --
+blood washes out shame."
+
+"Poor countess," said Maximilian, "I pity her very much; she
+is so noble a woman!"
+
+"Pity Albert also, Maximilian; for believe me he is the
+worthy son of the countess. But let us return to yourself.
+You have hastened to me -- can I have the happiness of being
+useful to you?"
+
+"Yes, I need your help: that is I thought like a madman that
+you could lend me your assistance in a case where God alone
+can succor me."
+
+"Tell me what it is," replied Monte Cristo.
+
+"Oh," said Morrel, "I know not, indeed, if I may reveal this
+secret to mortal ears, but fatality impels me, necessity
+constrains me, count" -- Morrel hesitated. "Do you think I
+love you?" said Monte Cristo, taking the young man's hand
+affectionately in his.
+
+"Oh, you encourage me, and something tells me there,"
+placing his hand on his heart, "that I ought to have no
+secret from you."
+
+"You are right, Morrel; God is speaking to your heart, and
+your heart speaks to you. Tell me what it says."
+
+"Count, will you allow me to send Baptistin to inquire after
+some one you know?"
+
+"I am at your service, and still more my servants."
+
+"Oh, I cannot live if she is not better."
+
+"Shall I ring for Baptistin?"
+
+"No, I will go and speak to him myself." Morrel went out,
+called Baptistin, and whispered a few words to him. The
+valet ran directly. "Well, have you sent?" asked Monte
+Cristo, seeing Morrel return.
+
+"Yes, and now I shall be more calm."
+
+"You know I am waiting," said Monte Cristo, smiling.
+
+"Yes, and I will tell you. One evening I was in a garden; a
+clump of trees concealed me; no one suspected I was there.
+Two persons passed near me -- allow me to conceal their
+names for the present; they were speaking in an undertone,
+and yet I was so interested in what they said that I did not
+lose a single word."
+
+"This is a gloomy introduction, if I may judge from your
+pallor and shuddering, Morrel."
+
+"Oh, yes, very gloomy, my friend. Some one had just died in
+the house to which that garden belonged. One of the persons
+whose conversation I overheard was the master of the house;
+the other, the physician. The former was confiding to the
+latter his grief and fear, for it was the second time within
+a month that death had suddenly and unexpectedly entered
+that house which was apparently destined to destruction by
+some exterminating angel, as an object of God's anger."
+
+"Ah, indeed?" said Monte Cristo, looking earnestly at the
+young man, and by an imperceptible movement turning his
+chair, so that he remained in the shade while the light fell
+full on Maximilian's face. "Yes," continued Morrel, "death
+had entered that house twice within one month."
+
+"And what did the doctor answer?" asked Monte Cristo.
+
+"He replied -- he replied, that the death was not a natural
+one, and must be attributed" --
+
+"To what?"
+
+"To poison."
+
+"Indeed?" said Monte Cristo with a slight cough which in
+moments of extreme emotion helped him to disguise a blush,
+or his pallor, or the intense interest with which he
+listened; "indeed, Maximilian, did you hear that?"
+
+"Yes, my dear count, I heard it; and the doctor added that
+if another death occurred in a similar way he must appeal to
+justice." Monte Cristo listened, or appeared to do so, with
+the greatest calmness. "Well," said Maximilian, "death came
+a third time, and neither the master of the house nor the
+doctor said a word. Death is now, perhaps, striking a fourth
+blow. Count, what am I bound to do, being in possession of
+this secret?"
+
+"My dear friend," said Monte Cristo, "you appear to be
+relating an adventure which we all know by heart. I know the
+house where you heard it, or one very similar to it; a house
+with a garden, a master, a physician, and where there have
+been three unexpected and sudden deaths. Well, I have not
+intercepted your confidence, and yet I know all that as well
+as you, and I have no conscientious scruples. No, it does
+not concern me. You say an exterminating angel appears to
+have devoted that house to God's anger -- well, who says
+your supposition is not reality? Do not notice things which
+those whose interest it is to see them pass over. If it is
+God's justice, instead of his anger, which is walking
+through that house, Maximilian, turn away your face and let
+his justice accomplish its purpose." Morrel shuddered. There
+was something mournful, solemn, and terrible in the count's
+manner. "Besides," continued he, in so changed a tone that
+no one would have supposed it was the same person speaking
+-- "besides, who says that it will begin again?"
+
+"It has returned, count," exclaimed Morrel; "that is why I
+hastened to you."
+
+"Well, what do you wish me to do? Do you wish me, for
+instance, to give information to the procureur?" Monte
+Cristo uttered the last words with so much meaning that
+Morrel, starting up, cried out, "You know of whom I speak,
+count, do you not?"
+
+"Perfectly well, my good friend; and I will prove it to you
+by putting the dots to the `i,' or rather by naming the
+persons. You were walking one evening in M. de Villefort's
+garden; from what you relate, I suppose it to have been the
+evening of Madame de Saint-Meran's death. You heard M. de
+Villefort talking to M. d'Avrigny about the death of M. de
+Saint-Meran, and that no less surprising, of the countess.
+M. d'Avrigny said he believed they both proceeded from
+poison; and you, honest man, have ever since been asking
+your heart and sounding your conscience to know if you ought
+to expose or conceal this secret. Why do you torment them?
+`Conscience, what hast thou to do with me?' as Sterne said.
+My dear fellow, let them sleep on, if they are asleep; let
+them grow pale in their drowsiness, if they are disposed to
+do so, and pray do you remain in peace, who have no remorse
+to disturb you." Deep grief was depicted on Morrel's
+features; he seized Monte Cristo's hand. "But it is
+beginning again, I say!"
+
+"Well," said the Count, astonished at his perseverance,
+which he could not understand, and looking still more
+earnestly at Maximilian, "let it begin again, -- it is like
+the house of the Atreidae;* God has condemned them, and they
+must submit to their punishment. They will all disappear,
+like the fabrics children build with cards, and which fall,
+one by one, under the breath of their builder, even if there
+are two hundred of them. Three months since it was M. de
+Saint-Meran; Madame de Saint-Meran two months since; the
+other day it was Barrois; to-day, the old Noirtier, or young
+Valentine."
+
+* In the old Greek legend the Atreidae, or children of
+Atreus, were doomed to punishment because of the abominable
+crime of their father. The Agamemnon of Aeschylus is based
+on this legend.
+
+"You knew it?" cried Morrel, in such a paroxysm of terror
+that Monte Cristo started, -- he whom the falling heavens
+would have found unmoved; "you knew it, and said nothing?"
+
+"And what is it to me?" replied Monte Cristo, shrugging his
+shoulders; "do I know those people? and must I lose the one
+to save the other? Faith, no, for between the culprit and
+the victim I have no choice."
+
+"But I," cried Morrel, groaning with sorrow, "I love her!"
+
+"You love? -- whom?" cried Monte Cristo, starting to his
+feet, and seizing the two hands which Morrel was raising
+towards heaven.
+
+"I love most fondly -- I love madly -- I love as a man who
+would give his life-blood to spare her a tear -- I love
+Valentine de Villefort, who is being murdered at this
+moment! Do you understand me? I love her; and I ask God and
+you how I can save her?" Monte Cristo uttered a cry which
+those only can conceive who have heard the roar of a wounded
+lion. "Unhappy man," cried he, wringing his hands in his
+turn; "you love Valentine, -- that daughter of an accursed
+race!" Never had Morrel witnessed such an expression --
+never had so terrible an eye flashed before his face --
+never had the genius of terror he had so often seen, either
+on the battle-field or in the murderous nights of Algeria,
+shaken around him more dreadful fire. He drew back
+terrified.
+
+As for Monte Cristo, after this ebullition he closed his
+eyes as if dazzled by internal light. In a moment he
+restrained himself so powerfully that the tempestuous
+heaving of his breast subsided, as turbulent and foaming
+waves yield to the sun's genial influence when the cloud has
+passed. This silence, self-control, and struggle lasted
+about twenty seconds, then the count raised his pallid face.
+"See," said he, "my dear friend, how God punishes the most
+thoughtless and unfeeling men for their indifference, by
+presenting dreadful scenes to their view. I, who was looking
+on, an eager and curious spectator, -- I, who was watching
+the working of this mournful tragedy, -- I, who like a
+wicked angel was laughing at the evil men committed
+protected by secrecy (a secret is easily kept by the rich
+and powerful), I am in my turn bitten by the serpent whose
+tortuous course I was watching, and bitten to the heart!"
+
+Morrel groaned. "Come, come," continued the count,
+"complaints are unavailing, be a man, be strong, be full of
+hope, for I am here and will watch over you." Morrel shook
+his head sorrowfully. "I tell you to hope. Do you understand
+me?" cried Monte Cristo. "Remember that I never uttered a
+falsehood and am never deceived. It is twelve o'clock,
+Maximilian; thank heaven that you came at noon rather than
+in the evening, or to-morrow morning. Listen, Morrel -- it
+is noon; if Valentine is not now dead, she will not die."
+
+"How so?" cried Morrel, "when I left her dying?" Monte
+Cristo pressed his hands to his forehead. What was passing
+in that brain, so loaded with dreadful secrets? What does
+the angel of light or the angel of darkness say to that
+mind, at once implacable and generous? God only knows.
+
+Monte Cristo raised his head once more, and this time he was
+calm as a child awaking from its sleep. "Maximilian," said
+he, "return home. I command you not to stir -- attempt
+nothing, not to let your countenance betray a thought, and I
+will send you tidings. Go."
+
+"Oh, count, you overwhelm me with that coolness. Have you,
+then, power against death? Are you superhuman? Are you an
+angel?" And the young man, who had never shrunk from danger,
+shrank before Monte Cristo with indescribable terror. But
+Monte Cristo looked at him with so melancholy and sweet a
+smile, that Maximilian felt the tears filling his eyes. "I
+can do much for you, my friend," replied the count. "Go; I
+must be alone." Morrel, subdued by the extraordinary
+ascendancy Monte Cristo exercised over everything around
+him, did not endeavor to resist it. He pressed the count's
+hand and left. He stopped one moment at the door for
+Baptistin, whom he saw in the Rue Matignon, and who was
+running.
+
+Meanwhile, Villefort and d'Avrigny had made all possible
+haste, Valentine had not revived from her fainting fit on
+their arrival, and the doctor examined the invalid with all
+the care the circumstances demanded, and with an interest
+which the knowledge of the secret intensified twofold.
+Villefort, closely watching his countenance and his lips,
+awaited the result of the examination. Noirtier, paler than
+even the young girl, more eager than Villefort for the
+decision, was watching also intently and affectionately. At
+last d'Avrigny slowly uttered these words: -- "she is still
+alive!"
+
+"Still?" cried Villefort; "oh, doctor, what a dreadful word
+is that."
+
+"Yes," said the physician, "I repeat it; she is still alive,
+and I am astonished at it."
+
+"But is she safe?" asked the father.
+
+"Yes, since she lives." At that moment d'Avrigny's glance
+met Noirtier's eye. It glistened with such extraordinary
+joy, so rich and full of thought, that the physician was
+struck. He placed the young girl again on the chair, -- her
+lips were scarcely discernible, they were so pale and white,
+as well as her whole face, -- and remained motionless,
+looking at Noirtier, who appeared to anticipate and commend
+all he did. "Sir," said d'Avrigny to Villefort, "call
+Mademoiselle Valentine's maid, if you please." Villefort
+went himself to find her; and d'Avrigny approached Noirtier.
+"Have you something to tell me?" asked he. The old man
+winked his eyes expressively, which we may remember was his
+only way of expressing his approval.
+
+"Privately?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Well, I will remain with you." At this moment Villefort
+returned, followed by the lady's maid; and after her came
+Madame de Villefort.
+
+"What is the matter, then, with this dear child? she has
+just left me, and she complained of being indisposed, but I
+did not think seriously of it." The young woman with tears
+in her eyes and every mark of affection of a true mother,
+approached Valentine and took her hand. D'Avrigny continued
+to look at Noirtier; he saw the eyes of the old man dilate
+and become round, his cheeks turn pale and tremble; the
+perspiration stood in drops upon his forehead. "Ah," said
+he, involuntarily following Noirtier's eyes, which were
+fixed on Madame de Villefort, who repeated, -- "This poor
+child would be better in bed. Come, Fanny, we will put her
+to bed." M. d'Avrigny, who saw that would be a means of his
+remaining alone with Noirtier, expressed his opinion that it
+was the best thing that could be done; but he forbade that
+anything should be given to her except what he ordered.
+
+They carried Valentine away; she had revived, but could
+scarcely move or speak, so shaken was her frame by the
+attack. She had, however, just power to give one parting
+look to her grandfather, who in losing her seemed to be
+resigning his very soul. D'Avrigny followed the invalid,
+wrote a prescription, ordered Villefort to take a cabriolet,
+go in person to a chemist's to get the prescribed medicine,
+bring it himself, and wait for him in his daughter's room.
+Then, having renewed his injunction not to give Valentine
+anything, he went down again to Noirtier, shut the doors
+carefully, and after convincing himself that no one was
+listening, -- "Do you," said he, "know anything of this
+young lady's illness?"
+
+"Yes," said the old man.
+
+"We have no time to lose; I will question, and do you answer
+me." Noirtier made a sign that he was ready to answer. "Did
+you anticipate the accident which has happened to your
+granddaughter?"
+
+"Yes." D'Avrigny reflected a moment; then approaching
+Noirtier, -- "Pardon what I am going to say," added he, "but
+no indication should be neglected in this terrible
+situation. Did you see poor Barrois die?" Noirtier raised
+his eyes to heaven. "Do you know of what he died!" asked
+d'Avrigny, placing his hand on Noirtier's shoulder.
+
+"Yes," replied the old man.
+
+"Do you think he died a natural death?" A sort of smile was
+discernible on the motionless lips of Noirtier.
+
+"Then you have thought that Barrois was poisoned?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Do you think the poison he fell a victim to was intended
+for him?"
+
+"No."
+
+"Do you think the same hand which unintentionally struck
+Barrois has now attacked Valentine?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Then will she die too?" asked d'Avrigny, fixing his
+penetrating gaze on Noirtier. He watched the effect of this
+question on the old man. "No," replied he with an air of
+triumph which would have puzzled the most clever diviner.
+"Then you hope?" said d'Avrigny, with surprise.
+
+"Yes."
+
+"What do you hope?" The old man made him understand with his
+eyes that he could not answer. "Ah, yes, it is true,"
+murmured d'Avrigny. Then, turning to Noirtier, -- "Do you
+hope the assassin will be tried?"
+
+"No."
+
+"Then you hope the poison will take no effect on Valentine?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"It is no news to you," added d'Avrigny, "to tell you that
+an attempt has been made to poison her?" The old man made a
+sign that he entertained no doubt upon the subject. "Then
+how do you hope Valentine will escape?" Noirtier kept his
+eyes steadfastly fixed on the same spot. D'Avrigny followed
+the direction and saw that they were fixed on a bottle
+containing the mixture which he took every morning. "Ah,
+indeed?" said d'Avrigny, struck with a sudden thought, "has
+it occurred to you" -- Noirtier did not let him finish.
+"Yes," said he. "To prepare her system to resist poison?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"By accustoming her by degrees" --
+
+"Yes, yes, yes," said Noirtier, delighted to be understood.
+
+"Of course. I had told you that there was brucine in the
+mixture I give you."
+
+"Yes."
+
+"And by accustoming her to that poison, you have endeavored
+to neutralize the effect of a similar poison?" Noirtier's
+joy continued. "And you have succeeded," exclaimed
+d'Avrigny. "Without that precaution Valentine would have
+died before assistance could have been procured. The dose
+has been excessive, but she has only been shaken by it; and
+this time, at any rate, Valentine will not die." A
+superhuman joy expanded the old man's eyes, which were
+raised towards heaven with an expression of infinite
+gratitude. At this moment Villefort returned. "Here,
+doctor," said he, "is what you sent me for."
+
+"Was this prepared in your presence?"
+
+"Yes," replied the procureur.
+
+"Have you not let it go out of your hands?"
+
+"No." D'Avrigny took the bottle, poured some drops of the
+mixture it contained in the hollow of his hand, and
+swallowed them. "Well," said he, "let us go to Valentine; I
+will give instructions to every one, and you, M. de
+Villefort, will yourself see that no one deviates from
+them."
+
+At the moment when d'Avrigny was returning to Valentine's
+room, accompanied by Villefort, an Italian priest, of
+serious demeanor and calm and firm tone, hired for his use
+the house adjoining the hotel of M. de Villefort. No one
+knew how the three former tenants of that house left it.
+About two hours afterwards its foundation was reported to be
+unsafe; but the report did not prevent the new occupant
+establishing himself there with his modest furniture the
+same day at five o'clock. The lease was drawn up for three,
+six, or nine years by the new tenant, who, according to the
+rule of the proprietor, paid six months in advance. This new
+tenant, who, as we have said, was an Italian, was called Il
+Signor Giacomo Busoni. Workmen were immediately called in,
+and that same night the passengers at the end of the
+faubourg saw with surprise that carpenters and masons were
+occupied in repairing the lower part of the tottering house.
+
+
+
+Chapter 95
+Father and Daughter.
+
+We saw in a preceding chapter how Madame Danglars went
+formally to announce to Madame de Villefort the approaching
+marriage of Eugenie Danglars and M. Andrea Cavalcanti. This
+announcement, which implied or appeared to imply, the
+approval of all the persons concerned in this momentous
+affair, had been preceded by a scene to which our readers
+must be admitted. We beg them to take one step backward, and
+to transport themselves, the morning of that day of great
+catastrophes, into the showy, gilded salon we have before
+shown them, and which was the pride of its owner, Baron
+Danglars. In this room, at about ten o'clock in the morning,
+the banker himself had been walking to and fro for some
+minutes thoughtfully and in evident uneasiness, watching
+both doors, and listening to every sound. When his patience
+was exhausted, he called his valet. "Etienne," said he, "see
+why Mademoiselle Eugenie has asked me to meet her in the
+drawing-room, and why she makes me wait so long."
+
+Having given this vent to his ill-humor, the baron became
+more calm; Mademoiselle Danglars had that morning requested
+an interview with her father, and had fixed on the gilded
+drawing-room as the spot. The singularity of this step, and
+above all its formality, had not a little surprised the
+banker, who had immediately obeyed his daughter by repairing
+first to the drawing-room. Etienne soon returned from his
+errand. "Mademoiselle's lady's maid says, sir, that
+mademoiselle is finishing her toilette, and will be here
+shortly."
+
+Danglars nodded, to signify that he was satisfied. To the
+world and to his servants Danglars assumed the character of
+the good-natured man and the indulgent father. This was one
+of his parts in the popular comedy he was performing, -- a
+make-up he had adopted and which suited him about as well as
+the masks worn on the classic stage by paternal actors, who
+seen from one side, were the image of geniality, and from
+the other showed lips drawn down in chronic ill-temper. Let
+us hasten to say that in private the genial side descended
+to the level of the other, so that generally the indulgent
+man disappeared to give place to the brutal husband and
+domineering father. "Why the devil does that foolish girl,
+who pretends to wish to speak to me, not come into my study?
+and why on earth does she want to speak to me at all?"
+
+He was turning this thought over in his brain for the
+twentieth time, when the door opened and Eugenie appeared,
+attired in a figured black satin dress, her hair dressed and
+gloves on, as if she were going to the Italian Opera. "Well,
+Eugenie, what is it you want with me? and why in this solemn
+drawing-room when the study is so comfortable?"
+
+"I quite understand why you ask, sir," said Eugenie, making
+a sign that her father might be seated, "and in fact your
+two questions suggest fully the theme of our conversation. I
+will answer them both, and contrary to the usual method, the
+last first, because it is the least difficult. I have chosen
+the drawing-room, sir, as our place of meeting, in order to
+avoid the disagreeable impressions and influences of a
+banker's study. Those gilded cashbooks, drawers locked like
+gates of fortresses, heaps of bank-bills, come from I know
+not where, and the quantities of letters from England,
+Holland, Spain, India, China, and Peru, have generally a
+strange influence on a father's mind, and make him forget
+that there is in the world an interest greater and more
+sacred than the good opinion of his correspondents. I have,
+therefore, chosen this drawing-room, where you see, smiling
+and happy in their magnificent frames, your portrait, mine,
+my mother's, and all sorts of rural landscapes and touching
+pastorals. I rely much on external impressions; perhaps,
+with regard to you, they are immaterial, but I should be no
+artist if I had not some fancies."
+
+"Very well," replied M. Danglars, who had listened to all
+this preamble with imperturbable coolness, but without
+understanding a word, since like every man burdened with
+thoughts of the past, he was occupied with seeking the
+thread of his own ideas in those of the speaker.
+
+"There is, then, the second point cleared up, or nearly so,"
+said Eugenie, without the least confusion, and with that
+masculine pointedness which distinguished her gesture and
+her language; "and you appear satisfied with the
+explanation. Now, let us return to the first. You ask me why
+I have requested this interview; I will tell you in two
+words, sir; I will not marry count Andrea Cavalcanti."
+
+Danglars leaped from his chair and raised his eyes and arms
+towards heaven.
+
+"Yes, indeed, sir," continued Eugenie, still quite calm;
+"you are astonished, I see; for since this little affair
+began, I have not manifested the slightest opposition, and
+yet I am always sure, when the opportunity arrives, to
+oppose a determined and absolute will to people who have not
+consulted me, and things which displease me. However, this
+time, my tranquillity, or passiveness as philosophers say,
+proceeded from another source; it proceeded from a wish,
+like a submissive and devoted daughter" (a slight smile was
+observable on the purple lips of the young girl), "to
+practice obedience."
+
+"Well?" asked Danglars.
+
+"Well, sir," replied Eugenie, "I have tried to the very last
+and now that the moment has come, I feel in spite of all my
+efforts that it is impossible."
+
+"But," said Danglars, whose weak mind was at first quite
+overwhelmed with the weight of this pitiless logic, marking
+evident premeditation and force of will, "what is your
+reason for this refusal, Eugenie? what reason do you
+assign?"
+
+"My reason?" replied the young girl. "Well, it is not that
+the man is more ugly, more foolish, or more disagreeable
+than any other; no, M. Andrea Cavalcanti may appear to those
+who look at men's faces and figures as a very good specimen
+of his kind. It is not, either, that my heart is less
+touched by him than any other; that would be a schoolgirl's
+reason, which I consider quite beneath me. I actually love
+no one, sir; you know it, do you not? I do not then see why,
+without real necessity, I should encumber my life with a
+perpetual companion. Has not some sage said, `Nothing too
+much'? and another, `I carry all my effects with me'? I have
+been taught these two aphorisms in Latin and in Greek; one
+is, I believe, from Phaedrus, and the other from Bias. Well,
+my dear father, in the shipwreck of life -- for life is an
+eternal shipwreck of our hopes -- I cast into the sea my
+useless encumbrance, that is all, and I remain with my own
+will, disposed to live perfectly alone, and consequently
+perfectly free."
+
+"Unhappy girl, unhappy girl!" murmured Danglars, turning
+pale, for he knew from long experience the solidity of the
+obstacle he had so suddenly encountered.
+
+"Unhappy girl," replied Eugenie, "unhappy girl, do you say,
+sir? No, indeed; the exclamation appears quite theatrical
+and affected. Happy, on the contrary, for what am I in want
+of! The world calls me beautiful. It is something to be well
+received. I like a favorable reception; it expands the
+countenance, and those around me do not then appear so ugly.
+I possess a share of wit, and a certain relative
+sensibility, which enables me to draw from life in general,
+for the support of mine, all I meet with that is good, like
+the monkey who cracks the nut to get at its contents. I am
+rich, for you have one of the first fortunes in France. I am
+your only daughter, and you are not so exacting as the
+fathers of the Porte Saint-Martin and Gaiete, who disinherit
+their daughters for not giving them grandchildren. Besides,
+the provident law has deprived you of the power to
+disinherit me, at least entirely, as it has also of the
+power to compel me to marry Monsieur This or Monsieur That.
+And so -- being, beautiful, witty, somewhat talented, as the
+comic operas say, and rich -- and that is happiness, sir --
+why do you call me unhappy?"
+
+Danglars, seeing his daughter smiling, and proud even to
+insolence, could not entirely repress his brutal feelings,
+but they betrayed themselves only by an exclamation. Under
+the fixed and inquiring gaze levelled at him from under
+those beautiful black eyebrows, he prudently turned away,
+and calmed himself immediately, daunted by the power of a
+resolute mind. "Truly, my daughter," replied he with a
+smile, "you are all you boast of being, excepting one thing;
+I will not too hastily tell you which, but would rather
+leave you to guess it." Eugenie looked at Danglars, much
+surprised that one flower of her crown of pride, with which
+she had so superbly decked herself, should be disputed. "My
+daughter," continued the banker, "you have perfectly
+explained to me the sentiments which influence a girl like
+you, who is determined she will not marry; now it remains
+for me to tell you the motives of a father like me, who has
+decided that his daughter shall marry." Eugenie bowed, not
+as a submissive daughter, but as an adversary prepared for a
+discussion.
+
+"My daughter," continued Danglars, "when a father asks his
+daughter to choose a husband, he has always some reason for
+wishing her to marry. Some are affected with the mania of
+which you spoke just now, that of living again in their
+grandchildren. This is not my weakness, I tell you at once;
+family joys have no charm for me. I may acknowledge this to
+a daughter whom I know to be philosophical enough to
+understand my indifference, and not to impute it to me as a
+crime."
+
+"This is not to the purpose," said Eugenie; "let us speak
+candidly, sir; I admire candor."
+
+"Oh," said Danglars, "I can, when circumstances render it
+desirable, adopt your system, although it may not be my
+general practice. I will therefore proceed. I have proposed
+to you to marry, not for your sake, for indeed I did not
+think of you in the least at the moment (you admire candor,
+and will now be satisfied, I hope); but because it suited me
+to marry you as soon as possible, on account of certain
+commercial speculations I am desirous of entering into."
+Eugenie became uneasy.
+
+"It is just as I tell you, I assure you, and you must not be
+angry with me, for you have sought this disclosure. I do not
+willingly enter into arithmetical explanations with an
+artist like you, who fears to enter my study lest she should
+imbibe disagreeable or anti-poetic impressions and
+sensations. But in that same banker's study, where you very
+willingly presented yourself yesterday to ask for the
+thousand francs I give you monthly for pocket-money, you
+must know, my dear young lady, that many things may be
+learned, useful even to a girl who will not marry. There one
+may learn, for instance, what, out of regard to your nervous
+susceptibility, I will inform you of in the drawing-room,
+namely, that the credit of a banker is his physical and
+moral life; that credit sustains him as breath animates the
+body; and M. de Monte Cristo once gave me a lecture on that
+subject, which I have never forgotten. There we may learn
+that as credit sinks, the body becomes a corpse, and this is
+what must happen very soon to the banker who is proud to own
+so good a logician as you for his daughter." But Eugenie,
+instead of stooping, drew herself up under the blow.
+"Ruined?" said she.
+
+"Exactly, my daughter; that is precisely what I mean," said
+Danglars, almost digging his nails into his breast, while he
+preserved on his harsh features the smile of the heartless
+though clever man; "ruined -- yes, that is it."
+
+"Ah!" said Eugenie.
+
+"Yes, ruined! Now it is revealed, this secret so full of
+horror, as the tragic poet says. Now, my daughter, learn
+from my lips how you may alleviate this misfortune, so far
+as it will affect you."
+
+"Oh," cried Eugenie, "you are a bad physiognomist, if you
+imagine I deplore on my own account the catastrophe of which
+you warn me. I ruined? and what will that signify to me?
+Have I not my talent left? Can I not, like Pasta, Malibran,
+Grisi, acquire for myself what you would never have given
+me, whatever might have been your fortune, a hundred or a
+hundred and fifty thousand livres per annum, for which I
+shall be indebted to no one but myself; and which, instead
+of being given as you gave me those poor twelve thousand
+francs, with sour looks and reproaches for my prodigality,
+will be accompanied with acclamations, with bravos, and with
+flowers? And if I do not possess that talent, which your
+smiles prove to me you doubt, should I not still have that
+ardent love of independence, which will be a substitute for
+wealth, and which in my mind supersedes even the instinct of
+self-preservation? No, I grieve not on my own account, I
+shall always find a resource; my books, my pencils, my
+piano, all the things which cost but little, and which I
+shall be able to procure, will remain my own.
+
+"Do you think that I sorrow for Madame Danglars? Undeceive
+yourself again; either I am greatly mistaken, or she has
+provided against the catastrophe which threatens you, and,
+which will pass over without affecting her. She has taken
+care for herself, -- at least I hope so, -- for her
+attention has not been diverted from her projects by
+watching over me. She has fostered my independence by
+professedly indulging my love for liberty. Oh, no, sir; from
+my childhood I have seen too much, and understood too much,
+of what has passed around me, for misfortune to have an
+undue power over me. From my earliest recollections, I have
+been beloved by no one -- so much the worse; that has
+naturally led me to love no one -- so much the better -- now
+you have my profession of faith."
+
+"Then," said Danglars, pale with anger, which was not at all
+due to offended paternal love, -- "then, mademoiselle, you
+persist in your determination to accelerate my ruin?"
+
+"Your ruin? I accelerate your ruin? What do you mean? I do
+not understand you."
+
+"So much the better, I have a ray of hope left; listen."
+
+"I am all attention," said Eugenie, looking so earnestly at
+her father that it was an effort for the latter to endure
+her unrelenting gaze.
+
+"M. Cavalcanti," continued Danglars, "is about to marry you,
+and will place in my hands his fortune, amounting to three
+million livres."
+
+"That is admirable!" said Eugenie with sovereign contempt,
+smoothing her gloves out one upon the other.
+
+"You think I shall deprive you of those three millions,"
+said Danglars; "but do not fear it. They are destined to
+produce at least ten. I and a brother banker have obtained a
+grant of a railway, the only industrial enterprise which in
+these days promises to make good the fabulous prospects that
+Law once held out to the eternally deluded Parisians, in the
+fantastic Mississippi scheme. As I look at it, a millionth
+part of a railway is worth fully as much as an acre of waste
+land on the banks of the Ohio. We make in our case a
+deposit, on a mortgage, which is an advance, as you see,
+since we gain at least ten, fifteen, twenty, or a hundred
+livres' worth of iron in exchange for our money. Well,
+within a week I am to deposit four millions for my share;
+the four millions, I promise you, will produce ten or
+twelve."
+
+"But during my visit to you the day before yesterday, sir,
+which you appear to recollect so well," replied Eugenie, "I
+saw you arranging a deposit -- is not that the term? -- of
+five millions and a half; you even pointed it out to me in
+two drafts on the treasury, and you were astonished that so
+valuable a paper did not dazzle my eyes like lightning."
+
+"Yes, but those five millions and a half are not mine, and
+are only a proof of the great confidence placed in me; my
+title of popular banker has gained me the confidence of
+charitable institutions, and the five millions and a half
+belong to them; at any other time I should not have
+hesitated to make use of them, but the great losses I have
+recently sustained are well known, and, as I told you, my
+credit is rather shaken. That deposit may be at any moment
+withdrawn, and if I had employed it for another purpose, I
+should bring on me a disgraceful bankruptcy. I do not
+despise bankruptcies, believe me, but they must be those
+which enrich, not those which ruin. Now, if you marry M.
+Cavalcanti, and I get the three millions, or even if it is
+thought I am going to get them, my credit will be restored,
+and my fortune, which for the last month or two has been
+swallowed up in gulfs which have been opened in my path by
+an inconceivable fatality, will revive. Do you understand
+me?"
+
+"Perfectly; you pledge me for three millions, do you not?"
+
+"The greater the amount, the more flattering it is to you;
+it gives you an idea of your value."
+
+"Thank you. One word more, sir; do you promise me to make
+what use you can of the report of the fortune M. Cavalcanti
+will bring without touching the money? This is no act of
+selfishness, but of delicacy. I am willing to help rebuild
+your fortune, but I will not be an accomplice in the ruin of
+others."
+
+"But since I tell you," cried Danglars, "that with these
+three million" --
+
+"Do you expect to recover your position, sir, without
+touching those three million?"
+
+"I hope so, if the marriage should take place and confirm my
+credit."
+
+"Shall you be able to pay M. Cavalcanti the five hundred
+thousand francs you promise for my dowry?"
+
+"He shall receive then on returning from the mayor's."*
+
+* The performance of the civil marriage.
+
+"Very well!"
+
+"What next? what more do you want?"
+
+"I wish to know if, in demanding my signature, you leave me
+entirely free in my person?"
+
+"Absolutely."
+
+"Then, as I said before, sir, -- very well; I am ready to
+marry M. Cavalcanti."
+
+"But what are you up to?"
+
+"Ah, that is my affair. What advantage should I have over
+you, if knowing your secret I were to tell you mine?"
+Danglars bit his lips. "Then," said he, "you are ready to
+pay the official visits, which are absolutely
+indispensable?"
+
+"Yes," replied Eugenie.
+
+"And to sign the contract in three days?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Then, in my turn, I also say, very well!" Danglars pressed
+his daughter's hand in his. But, extraordinary to relate,
+the father did not say, "Thank you, my child," nor did the
+daughter smile at her father. "Is the conference ended?"
+asked Eugenie, rising. Danglars motioned that he had nothing
+more to say. Five minutes afterwards the piano resounded to
+the touch of Mademoiselle d'Armilly's fingers, and
+Mademoiselle Danglars was singing Brabantio's malediction on
+Desdemona. At the end of the piece Etienne entered, and
+announced to Eugenie that the horses were in the carriage,
+and that the baroness was waiting for her to pay her visits.
+We have seen them at Villefort's; they proceeded then on
+their course.
+
+
+
+Chapter 96
+The Contract.
+
+Three days after the scene we have just described, namely
+towards five o'clock in the afternoon of the day fixed for
+the signature of the contract between Mademoiselle Eugenie
+Danglars and Andrea Cavalcanti, -- whom the banker persisted
+in calling prince, -- a fresh breeze was stirring the leaves
+in the little garden in front of the Count of Monte Cristo's
+house, and the count was preparing to go out. While his
+horses were impatiently pawing the ground, -- held in by the
+coachman, who had been seated a quarter of an hour on his
+box, -- the elegant phaeton with which we are familiar
+rapidly turned the angle of the entrance-gate, and cast out
+on the doorsteps M. Andrea Cavalcanti, as decked up and gay
+as if he were going to marry a princess. He inquired after
+the count with his usual familiarity, and ascending lightly
+to the second story met him at the top of the stairs. The
+count stopped on seeing the young man. As for Andrea, he was
+launched, and when he was once launched nothing stopped him.
+"Ah, good morning, my dear count," said he. "Ah, M. Andrea,"
+said the latter, with his half-jesting tone; "how do you
+do."
+
+"Charmingly, as you see. I am come to talk to you about a
+thousand things; but, first tell me, were you going out or
+just returned?"
+
+"I was going out, sir."
+
+"Then, in order not to hinder you, I will get up with you if
+you please in your carriage, and Tom shall follow with my
+phaeton in tow."
+
+"No," said the count, with an imperceptible smile of
+contempt, for he had no wish to be seen in the young man's
+society, -- "no; I prefer listening to you here, my dear M.
+Andrea; we can chat better in-doors, and there is no
+coachman to overhear our conversation." The count returned
+to a small drawing-room on the first floor, sat down, and
+crossing his legs motioned to the young man to take a seat
+also. Andrea assumed his gayest manner. "You know, my dear
+count," said he, "the ceremony is to take place this
+evening. At nine o'clock the contract is to be signed at my
+father-in-law's."
+
+"Ah, indeed?" said Monte Cristo.
+
+"What; is it news to you? Has not M. Danglars informed you
+of the ceremony?"
+
+"Oh, yes," said the count; "I received a letter from him
+yesterday, but I do not think the hour was mentioned."
+
+"Possibly my father-in-law trusted to its general
+notoriety."
+
+"Well," said Monte Cristo, "you are fortunate, M.
+Cavalcanti; it is a most suitable alliance you are
+contracting, and Mademoiselle Danglars is a handsome girl."
+
+"Yes, indeed she is," replied Cavalcanti, in a very modest
+tone.
+
+"Above all, she is very rich, -- at least, I believe so,"
+said Monte Cristo.
+
+"Very rich, do you think?" replied the young man.
+
+"Doubtless; it is said M. Danglars conceals at least half of
+his fortune."
+
+"And he acknowledges fifteen or twenty millions," said
+Andrea with a look sparkling with joy.
+
+"Without reckoning," added Monte Cristo, "that he is on the
+eve of entering into a sort of speculation already in vogue
+in the United States and in England, but quite novel in
+France."
+
+"Yes, yes, I know what you mean, -- the railway, of which he
+has obtained the grant, is it not?"
+
+"Precisely; it is generally believed he will gain ten
+millions by that affair."
+
+"Ten millions! Do you think so? It is magnificent!" said
+Cavalcanti, who was quite confounded at the metallic sound
+of these golden words. "Without reckoning," replied Monte
+Cristo, "that all his fortune will come to you, and justly
+too, since Mademoiselle Danglars is an only daughter.
+Besides, your own fortune, as your father assured me, is
+almost equal to that of your betrothed. But enough of money
+matters. Do you know, M. Andrea, I think you have managed
+this affair rather skilfully?"
+
+"Not badly, by any means," said the young man; "I was born
+for a diplomatist."
+
+"Well, you must become a diplomatist; diplomacy, you know,
+is something that is not to be acquired; it is instinctive.
+Have you lost your heart?"
+
+"Indeed, I fear it," replied Andrea, in the tone in which he
+had heard Dorante or Valere reply to Alceste* at the Theatre
+Francais.
+
+"Is your love returned?"
+
+* In Moliere's comedy, Le Misanthrope.
+
+"I suppose so," said Andrea with a triumphant smile, "since
+I am accepted. But I must not forget one grand point."
+
+"Which?"
+
+"That I have been singularly assisted."
+
+"Nonsense."
+
+"I have, indeed."
+
+"By circumstances?"
+
+"No; by you."
+
+"By me? Not at all, prince," said Monte Cristo laying a
+marked stress on the title, "what have I done for you? Are
+not your name, your social position, and your merit
+sufficient?"
+
+"No," said Andrea, -- "no; it is useless for you to say so,
+count. I maintain that the position of a man like you has
+done more than my name, my social position, and my merit."
+
+"You are completely mistaken, sir," said Monte Cristo
+coldly, who felt the perfidious manoeuvre of the young man,
+and understood the bearing of his words; "you only acquired
+my protection after the influence and fortune of your father
+had been ascertained; for, after all, who procured for me,
+who had never seen either you or your illustrious father,
+the pleasure of your acquaintance? -- two of my good
+friends, Lord Wilmore and the Abbe Busoni. What encouraged
+me not to become your surety, but to patronize you? -- your
+father's name, so well known in Italy and so highly honored.
+Personally, I do not know you." This calm tone and perfect
+ease made Andrea feel that he was, for the moment,
+restrained by a more muscular hand than his own, and that
+the restraint could not be easily broken through.
+
+"Oh, then my father has really a very large fortune, count?"
+
+"It appears so, sir," replied Monte Cristo.
+
+"Do you know if the marriage settlement he promised me has
+come?"
+
+"I have been advised of it."
+
+"But the three millions?"
+
+"The three millions are probably on the road."
+
+"Then I shall really have them?"
+
+"Oh, well," said the count, "I do not think you have yet
+known the want of money." Andrea was so surprised that he
+pondered the matter for a moment. Then, arousing from his
+revery, -- "Now, sir, I have one request to make to you,
+which you will understand, even if it should be disagreeable
+to you."
+
+"Proceed," said Monte Cristo.
+
+"I have formed an acquaintance, thanks to my good fortune,
+with many noted persons, and have, at least for the moment,
+a crowd of friends. But marrying, as I am about to do,
+before all Paris, I ought to be supported by an illustrious
+name, and in the absence of the paternal hand some powerful
+one ought to lead me to the altar; now, my father is not
+coming to Paris, is he? He is old, covered with wounds, and
+suffers dreadfully, he says, in travelling."
+
+"Indeed?"
+
+"Well, I am come to ask a favor of you."
+
+"Of me?"
+
+"Yes, of you."
+
+"And pray what may it be?"
+
+"Well, to take his part."
+
+"Ah, my dear sir! What? -- after the varied relations I have
+had the happiness to sustain towards you, can it be that you
+know me so little as to ask such a thing? Ask me to lend you
+half a million and, although such a loan is somewhat rare,
+on my honor, you would annoy me less! Know, then, what I
+thought I had already told you, that in participation in
+this world's affairs, more especially in their moral
+aspects, the Count of Monte Cristo has never ceased to
+entertain the scruples and even the superstitions of the
+East. I, who have a seraglio at Cairo, one at Smyrna, and
+one at Constantinople, preside at a wedding? -- never!"
+
+"Then you refuse me?"
+
+"Decidedly; and were you my son or my brother I would refuse
+you in the same way."
+
+"But what must be done?" said Andrea, disappointed.
+
+"You said just now that you had a hundred friends."
+
+"Very true, but you introduced me at M. Danglars'."
+
+"Not at all! Let us recall the exact facts. You met him at a
+dinner party at my house, and you introduced yourself at his
+house; that is a totally different affair."
+
+"Yes, but, by my marriage, you have forwarded that."
+
+"I? -- not in the least, I beg you to believe. Recollect
+what I told you when you asked me to propose you. `Oh, I
+never make matches, my dear prince, it is my settled
+principle.'" Andrea bit his lips.
+
+"But, at least, you will be there?"
+
+"Will all Paris be there?"
+
+"Oh, certainly."
+
+"Well, like all Paris, I shall be there too," said the
+count.
+
+"And will you sign the contract?"
+
+"I see no objection to that; my scruples do not go thus
+far."
+
+"Well, since you will grant me no more, I must be content
+with what you give me. But one word more, count."
+
+"What is it?"
+
+"Advice."
+
+"Be careful; advice is worse than a service."
+
+"Oh, you can give me this without compromising yourself."
+
+"Tell me what it is."
+
+"Is my wife's fortune five hundred thousand livres?"
+
+"That is the sum M. Danglars himself announced."
+
+"Must I receive it, or leave it in the hands of the notary?"
+
+"This is the way such affairs are generally arranged when it
+is wished to do them stylishly: Your two solicitors appoint
+a meeting, when the contract is signed, for the next or the
+following day; then they exchange the two portions, for
+which they each give a receipt; then, when the marriage is
+celebrated, they place the amount at your disposal as the
+chief member of the alliance."
+
+"Because," said Andrea, with a certain ill-concealed
+uneasiness, "I thought I heard my father-in-law say that he
+intended embarking our property in that famous railway
+affair of which you spoke just now."
+
+"Well," replied Monte Cristo, "it will be the way, everybody
+says, of trebling your fortune in twelve months. Baron
+Danglars is a good father, and knows how to calculate."
+
+"In that case," said Andrea, "everything is all right,
+excepting your refusal, which quite grieves me."
+
+"You must attribute it only to natural scruples under
+similar circumstances."
+
+"Well," said Andrea, "let it be as you wish. This evening,
+then, at nine o'clock."
+
+"Adieu till then." Notwithstanding a slight resistance on
+the part of Monte Cristo, whose lips turned pale, but who
+preserved his ceremonious smile, Andrea seized the count's
+hand, pressed it, jumped into his phaeton, and disappeared.
+
+The four or five remaining hours before nine o'clock
+arrived, Andrea employed in riding, paying visits, --
+designed to induce those of whom he had spoken to appear at
+the banker's in their gayest equipages, -- dazzling them by
+promises of shares in schemes which have since turned every
+brain, and in which Danglars was just taking the initiative.
+In fact, at half-past eight in the evening the grand salon,
+the gallery adjoining, and the three other drawing-rooms on
+the same floor, were filled with a perfumed crowd, who
+sympathized but little in the event, but who all
+participated in that love of being present wherever there is
+anything fresh to be seen. An Academician would say that the
+entertainments of the fashionable world are collections of
+flowers which attract inconstant butterflies, famished bees,
+and buzzing drones.
+
+No one could deny that the rooms were splendidly
+illuminated; the light streamed forth on the gilt mouldings
+and the silk hangings; and all the bad taste of decorations,
+which had only their richness to boast of, shone in its
+splendor. Mademoiselle Eugenie was dressed with elegant
+simplicity in a figured white silk dress, and a white rose
+half concealed in her jet black hair was her only ornament,
+unaccompanied by a single jewel. Her eyes, however, betrayed
+that perfect confidence which contradicted the girlish
+simplicity of this modest attire. Madame Danglars was
+chatting at a short distance with Debray, Beauchamp, and
+Chateau-Renaud.
+
+Debray was admitted to the house for this grand ceremony,
+but on the same plane with every one else, and without any
+particular privilege. M. Danglars, surrounded by deputies
+and men connected with the revenue, was explaining a new
+theory of taxation which he intended to adopt when the
+course of events had compelled the government to call him
+into the ministry. Andrea, on whose arm hung one of the most
+consummate dandies of the opera, was explaining to him
+rather cleverly, since he was obliged to be bold to appear
+at ease, his future projects, and the new luxuries he meant
+to introduce to Parisian fashions with his hundred and
+seventy-five thousand livres per annum.
+
+The crowd moved to and fro in the rooms like an ebb and flow
+of turquoises, rubies, emeralds, opals, and diamonds. As
+usual, the oldest women were the most decorated, and the
+ugliest the most conspicuous. If there was a beautiful lily,
+or a sweet rose, you had to search for it, concealed in some
+corner behind a mother with a turban, or an aunt with a bird
+of paradise.
+
+At each moment, in the midst of the crowd, the buzzing, and
+the laughter, the door-keeper's voice was heard announcing
+some name well known in the financial department, respected
+in the army, or illustrious in the literary world, and which
+was acknowledged by a slight movement in the different
+groups. But for one whose privilege it was to agitate that
+ocean of human waves, how many were received with a look of
+indifference or a sneer of disdain! At the moment when the
+hand of the massive time-piece, representing Endymion
+asleep, pointed to nine on its golden face, and the hammer,
+the faithful type of mechanical thought, struck nine times,
+the name of the Count of Monte Cristo resounded in its turn,
+and as if by an electric shock all the assembly turned
+towards the door.
+
+The count was dressed in black and with his habitual
+simplicity; his white waistcoat displayed his expansive
+noble chest and his black stock was singularly noticeable
+because of its contrast with the deadly paleness of his
+face. His only jewellery was a chain, so fine that the
+slender gold thread was scarcely perceptible on his white
+waistcoat. A circle was immediately formed around the door.
+The count perceived at one glance Madame Danglars at one end
+of the drawing-room, M. Danglars at the other, and Eugenie
+in front of him. He first advanced towards the baroness, who
+was chatting with Madame de Villefort, who had come alone,
+Valentine being still an invalid; and without turning aside,
+so clear was the road left for him, he passed from the
+baroness to Eugenie, whom he complimented in such rapid and
+measured terms, that the proud artist was quite struck. Near
+her was Mademoiselle Louise d'Armilly, who thanked the count
+for the letters of introduction he had so kindly given her
+for Italy, which she intended immediately to make use of. On
+leaving these ladies he found himself with Danglars, who had
+advanced to meet him.
+
+Having accomplished these three social duties, Monte Cristo
+stopped, looking around him with that expression peculiar to
+a certain class, which seems to say, "I have done my duty,
+now let others do theirs." Andrea, who was in an adjoining
+room, had shared in the sensation caused by the arrival of
+Monte Cristo, and now came forward to pay his respects to
+the count. He found him completely surrounded; all were
+eager to speak to him, as is always the case with those
+whose words are few and weighty. The solicitors arrived at
+this moment and arranged their scrawled papers on the velvet
+cloth embroidered with gold which covered the table prepared
+for the signature; it was a gilt table supported on lions'
+claws. One of the notaries sat down, the other remained
+standing. They were about to proceed to the reading of the
+contract, which half Paris assembled was to sign. All took
+their places, or rather the ladies formed a circle, while
+the gentlemen (more indifferent to the restraints of what
+Boileau calls the "energetic style") commented on the
+feverish agitation of Andrea, on M. Danglars' riveted
+attention, Eugenie's composure, and the light and sprightly
+manner in which the baroness treated this important affair.
+
+The contract was read during a profound silence. But as soon
+as it was finished, the buzz was redoubled through all the
+drawing-rooms; the brilliant sums, the rolling millions
+which were to be at the command of the two young people, and
+which crowned the display of the wedding presents and the
+young lady's diamonds, which had been made in a room
+entirely appropriated for that purpose, had exercised to the
+full their delusions over the envious assembly. Mademoiselle
+Danglars' charms were heightened in the opinion of the young
+men, and for the moment seemed to outvie the sun in
+splendor. As for the ladies, it is needless to say that
+while they coveted the millions, they thought they did not
+need them for themselves, as they were beautiful enough
+without them. Andrea, surrounded by his friends,
+complimented, flattered, beginning to believe in the reality
+of his dream, was almost bewildered. The notary solemnly
+took the pen, flourished it above his head, and said,
+"Gentlemen, we are about to sign the contract."
+
+The baron was to sign first, then the representative of M.
+Cavalcanti, senior, then the baroness, afterwards the
+"future couple," as they are styled in the abominable
+phraseology of legal documents. The baron took the pen and
+signed, then the representative. The baroness approached,
+leaning on Madame de Villefort's arm. "My dear," said she,
+as she took the pen, "is it not vexatious? An unexpected
+incident, in the affair of murder and theft at the Count of
+Monte Cristo's, in which he nearly fell a victim, deprives
+us of the pleasure of seeing M. de Villefort."
+
+"Indeed?" said M. Danglars, in the same tone in which he
+would have said, "Oh, well, what do I care?"
+
+"As a matter of fact," said Monte Cristo, approaching, "I am
+much afraid that I am the involuntary cause of his absence."
+
+"What, you, count?" said Madame Danglars, signing; "if you
+are, take care, for I shall never forgive you." Andrea
+pricked up his ears.
+
+"But it is not my fault, as I shall endeavor to prove."
+Every one listened eagerly; Monte Cristo who so rarely
+opened his lips, was about to speak. "You remember," said
+the count, during the most profound silence, "that the
+unhappy wretch who came to rob me died at my house; the
+supposition is that he was stabbed by his accomplice, on
+attempting to leave it."
+
+"Yes," said Danglars.
+
+"In order that his wounds might be examined he was
+undressed, and his clothes were thrown into a corner, where
+the police picked them up, with the exception of the
+waistcoat, which they overlooked." Andrea turned pale, and
+drew towards the door; he saw a cloud rising in the horizon,
+which appeared to forebode a coming storm.
+
+"Well, this waistcoat was discovered to-day, covered with
+blood, and with a hole over the heart." The ladies screamed,
+and two or three prepared to faint. "It was brought to me.
+No one could guess what the dirty rag could be; I alone
+suspected that it was the waistcoat of the murdered man. My
+valet, in examining this mournful relic, felt a paper in the
+pocket and drew it out; it was a letter addressed to you,
+baron."
+
+"To me?" cried Danglars.
+
+"Yes, indeed, to you; I succeeded in deciphering your name
+under the blood with which the letter was stained," replied
+Monte Cristo, amid the general outburst of amazement.
+
+"But," asked Madame Danglars, looking at her husband with
+uneasiness, "how could that prevent M. de Villefort" --
+
+"In this simple way, madame," replied Monte Cristo; "the
+waistcoat and the letter were both what is termed
+circumstantial evidence; I therefore sent them to the king's
+attorney. You understand, my dear baron, that legal methods
+are the safest in criminal cases; it was, perhaps, some plot
+against you." Andrea looked steadily at Monte Cristo and
+disappeared in the second drawing-room.
+
+"Possibly," said Danglars; "was not this murdered man an old
+galley-slave?"
+
+"Yes," replied the count; "a felon named Caderousse."
+Danglars turned slightly pale; Andrea reached the anteroom
+beyond the little drawing-room.
+
+"But go on signing," said Monte Cristo; "I perceive that my
+story has caused a general emotion, and I beg to apologize
+to you, baroness, and to Mademoiselle Danglars." The
+baroness, who had signed, returned the pen to the notary.
+"Prince Cavalcanti," said the latter; "Prince Cavalcanti,
+where are you?"
+
+"Andrea, Andrea," repeated several young people, who were
+already on sufficiently intimate terms with him to call him
+by his Christian name.
+
+"Call the prince; inform him that it is his turn to sign,"
+cried Danglars to one of the floorkeepers.
+
+But at the same instant the crowd of guests rushed in alarm
+into the principal salon as if some frightful monster had
+entered the apartments, quaerens quem devoret. There was,
+indeed, reason to retreat, to be alarmed, and to scream. An
+officer was placing two soldiers at the door of each
+drawing-room, and was advancing towards Danglars, preceded
+by a commissary of police, girded with his scarf. Madame
+Danglars uttered a scream and fainted. Danglars, who thought
+himself threatened (certain consciences are never calm), --
+Danglars even before his guests showed a countenance of
+abject terror.
+
+"What is the matter, sir?" asked Monte Cristo, advancing to
+meet the commissioner.
+
+"Which of you gentlemen," asked the magistrate, without
+replying to the count, "answers to the name of Andrea
+Cavalcanti?" A cry of astonishment was heard from all parts
+of the room. They searched; they questioned. "But who then
+is Andrea Cavalcanti?" asked Danglars in amazement.
+
+"A galley-slave, escaped from confinement at Toulon."
+
+"And what crime has he committed?"
+
+"He is accused," said the commissary with his inflexible
+voice, "of having assassinated the man named Caderousse, his
+former companion in prison, at the moment he was making his
+escape from the house of the Count of Monte Cristo." Monte
+Cristo cast a rapid glance around him. Andrea was gone.
+
+
+
+Chapter 97
+The Departure for Belgium.
+
+A few minutes after the scene of confusion produced in the
+salons of M. Danglars by the unexpected appearance of the
+brigade of soldiers, and by the disclosure which had
+followed, the mansion was deserted with as much rapidity as
+if a case of plague or of cholera morbus had broken out
+among the guests. In a few minutes, through all the doors,
+down all the staircases, by every exit, every one hastened
+to retire, or rather to fly; for it was a situation where
+the ordinary condolences, -- which even the best friends are
+so eager to offer in great catastrophes, -- were seen to be
+utterly futile. There remained in the banker's house only
+Danglars, closeted in his study, and making his statement to
+the officer of gendarmes; Madame Danglars, terrified, in the
+boudoir with which we are acquainted; and Eugenie, who with
+haughty air and disdainful lip had retired to her room with
+her inseparable companion, Mademoiselle Louise d'Armilly. As
+for the numerous servants (more numerous that evening than
+usual, for their number was augmented by cooks and butlers
+from the Cafe de Paris), venting on their employers their
+anger at what they termed the insult to which they had been
+subjected, they collected in groups in the hall, in the
+kitchens, or in their rooms, thinking very little of their
+duty, which was thus naturally interrupted. Of all this
+household, only two persons deserve our notice; these are
+Mademoiselle Eugenie Danglars and Mademoiselle Louise
+d'Armilly.
+
+The betrothed had retired, as we said, with haughty air,
+disdainful lip, and the demeanor of an outraged queen,
+followed by her companion, who was paler and more disturbed
+than herself. On reaching her room Eugenie locked her door,
+while Louise fell on a chair. "Ah, what a dreadful thing,"
+said the young musician; "who would have suspected it? M.
+Andrea Cavalcanti a murderer -- a galley-slave escaped -- a
+convict!" An ironical smile curled the lip of Eugenie. "In
+truth I was fated," said she. "I escaped the Morcerf only to
+fall into the Cavalcanti."
+
+"Oh, do not confound the two, Eugenie."
+
+"Hold your tongue! The men are all infamous, and I am happy
+to be able now to do more than detest them -- I despise
+them."
+
+"What shall we do?" asked Louise.
+
+"What shall we do?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Why, the same we had intended doing three days since -- set
+off."
+
+"What? -- although you are not now going to be married, you
+intend still" --
+
+"Listen, Louise. I hate this life of the fashionable world,
+always ordered, measured, ruled, like our music-paper. What
+I have always wished for, desired, and coveted, is the life
+of an artist, free and independent, relying only on my own
+resources, and accountable only to myself. Remain here? What
+for? -- that they may try, a month hence, to marry me again;
+and to whom? -- M. Debray, perhaps, as it was once proposed.
+No, Louise, no! This evening's adventure will serve for my
+excuse. I did not seek one, I did not ask for one. God sends
+me this, and I hail it joyfully!"
+
+"How strong and courageous you are!" said the fair, frail
+girl to her brunette companion.
+
+"Did you not yet know me? Come, Louise, let us talk of our
+affairs. The post-chaise" --
+
+"Was happily bought three days since."
+
+"Have you had it sent where we are to go for it?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Our passport?"
+
+"Here it is."
+
+And Eugenie, with her usual precision, opened a printed
+paper, and read, --
+
+"M. Leon d'Armilly, twenty years of age; profession, artist;
+hair black, eyes black; travelling with his sister."
+
+"Capital! How did you get this passport?"
+
+"When I went to ask M. de Monte Cristo for letters to the
+directors of the theatres at Rome and Naples, I expressed my
+fears of travelling as a woman; he perfectly understood
+them, and undertook to procure for me a man's passport, and
+two days after I received this, to which I have added with
+my own hand, `travelling with his sister.'"
+
+"Well," said Eugenie cheerfully, "we have then only to pack
+up our trunks; we shall start the evening of the signing of
+the contract, instead of the evening of the wedding -- that
+is all."
+
+"But consider the matter seriously, Eugenie!"
+
+"Oh, I am done with considering! I am tired of hearing only
+of market reports, of the end of the month, of the rise and
+fall of Spanish funds, of Haitian bonds. Instead of that,
+Louise -- do you understand? -- air, liberty, melody of
+birds, plains of Lombardy, Venetian canals, Roman palaces,
+the Bay of Naples. How much have we, Louise?" The young girl
+to whom this question was addressed drew from an inlaid
+secretary a small portfolio with a lock, in which she
+counted twenty-three bank-notes.
+
+"Twenty-three thousand francs," I said she.
+
+"And as much, at least, in pearls, diamonds, and jewels,"
+said Eugenie. "We are rich. With forty-five thousand francs
+we can live like princesses for two years, and comfortably
+for four; but before six months -- you with your music, and
+I with my voice -- we shall double our capital. Come, you
+shall take charge of the money, I of the jewel-box; so that
+if one of us had the misfortune to lose her treasure, the
+other would still have hers left. Now, the portmanteau --
+let us make haste -- the portmanteau!"
+
+"Stop!" said Louise, going to listen at Madame Danglars'
+door.
+
+"What do you fear?"
+
+"That we may be discovered."
+
+"The door is locked."
+
+"They may tell us to open it."
+
+"They may if they like, but we will not."
+
+"You are a perfect Amazon, Eugenie!" And the two young girls
+began to heap into a trunk all the things they thought they
+should require. "There now," said Eugenie, "while I change
+my costume do you lock the portmanteau." Louise pressed with
+all the strength of her little hands on the top of the
+portmanteau. "But I cannot," said she; "I am not strong
+enough; do you shut it."
+
+"Ah, you do well to ask," said Eugenie, laughing; "I forgot
+that I was Hercules, and you only the pale Omphale!" And the
+young girl, kneeling on the top, pressed the two parts of
+the portmanteau together, and Mademoiselle d'Armilly passed
+the bolt of the padlock through. When this was done, Eugenie
+opened a drawer, of which she kept the key, and took from it
+a wadded violet silk travelling cloak. "Here," said she,
+"you see I have thought of everything; with this cloak you
+will not be cold."
+
+"But you?"
+
+"Oh, I am never cold, you know! Besides, with these men's
+clothes" --
+
+"Will you dress here?"
+
+"Certainly."
+
+"Shall you have time?"
+
+"Do not be uneasy, you little coward! All our servants are
+busy, discussing the grand affair. Besides, what is there
+astonishing, when you think of the grief I ought to be in,
+that I shut myself up? -- tell me!"
+
+"No, truly -- you comfort me."
+
+"Come and help me."
+
+From the same drawer she took a man's complete costume, from
+the boots to the coat, and a provision of linen, where there
+was nothing superfluous, but every requisite. Then, with a
+promptitude which indicated that this was not the first time
+she had amused herself by adopting the garb of the opposite
+sex, Eugenie drew on the boots and pantaloons, tied her
+cravat, buttoned her waistcoat up to the throat, and put on
+a coat which admirably fitted her beautiful figure. "Oh,
+that is very good -- indeed, it is very good!" said Louise,
+looking at her with admiration; "but that beautiful black
+hair, those magnificent braids, which made all the ladies
+sigh with envy, -- will they go under a man's hat like the
+one I see down there?"
+
+"You shall see," said Eugenie. And with her left hand
+seizing the thick mass, which her long fingers could
+scarcely grasp, she took in her right hand a pair of long
+scissors, and soon the steel met through the rich and
+splendid hair, which fell in a cluster at her feet as she
+leaned back to keep it from her coat. Then she grasped the
+front hair, which she also cut off, without expressing the
+least regret; on the contrary, her eyes sparkled with
+greater pleasure than usual under her ebony eyebrows. "Oh,
+the magnificent hair!" said Louise, with regret.
+
+"And am I not a hundred times better thus?" cried Eugenie,
+smoothing the scattered curls of her hair, which had now
+quite a masculine appearance; "and do you not think me
+handsomer so?"
+
+"Oh, you are beautiful -- always beautiful!" cried Louise.
+"Now, where are you going?"
+
+"To Brussels, if you like; it is the nearest frontier. We
+can go to Brussels, Liege, Aix-la-Chapelle; then up the
+Rhine to Strasburg. We will cross Switzerland, and go down
+into Italy by the Saint-Gothard. Will that do?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"What are you looking at?"
+
+"I am looking at you; indeed you are adorable like that! One
+would say you were carrying me off."
+
+"And they would be right, pardieu!"
+
+"Oh, I think you swore, Eugenie." And the two young girls,
+whom every one might have thought plunged in grief, the one
+on her own account, the other from interest in her friend,
+burst out laughing, as they cleared away every visible trace
+of the disorder which had naturally accompanied the
+preparations for their escape. Then, having blown out the
+lights, the two fugitives, looking and listening eagerly,
+with outstretched necks, opened the door of a dressing-room
+which led by a side staircase down to the yard, -- Eugenie
+going first, and holding with one arm the portmanteau, which
+by the opposite handle Mademoiselle d'Armilly scarcely
+raised with both hands. The yard was empty; the clock was
+striking twelve. The porter was not yet gone to bed. Eugenie
+approached softly, and saw the old man sleeping soundly in
+an arm-chair in his lodge. She returned to Louise, took up
+the portmanteau, which she had placed for a moment on the
+ground, and they reached the archway under the shadow of the
+wall.
+
+Eugenie concealed Louise in an angle of the gateway, so that
+if the porter chanced to awake he might see but one person.
+Then placing herself in the full light of the lamp which lit
+the yard, -- "Gate!" cried she, with her finest contralto
+voice, and rapping at the window.
+
+The porter got up as Eugenie expected, and even advanced
+some steps to recognize the person who was going out, but
+seeing a young man striking his boot impatiently with his
+riding-whip, he opened it immediately. Louise slid through
+the half-open gate like a snake, and bounded lightly
+forward. Eugenie, apparently calm, although in all
+probability her heart beat somewhat faster than usual, went
+out in her turn. A porter was passing and they gave him the
+portmanteau; then the two young girls, having told him to
+take it to No. 36, Rue de la Victoire, walked behind this
+man, whose presence comforted Louise. As for Eugenie, she
+was as strong as a Judith or a Delilah. They arrived at the
+appointed spot. Eugenie ordered the porter to put down the
+portmanteau, gave him some pieces of money, and having
+rapped at the shutter sent him away. The shutter where
+Eugenie had rapped was that of a little laundress, who had
+been previously warned, and was not yet gone to bed. She
+opened the door.
+
+"Mademoiselle," said Eugenie, "let the porter get the
+post-chaise from the coach-house, and fetch some post-horses
+from the hotel. Here are five francs for his trouble."
+
+"Indeed," said Louise, "I admire you, and I could almost say
+respect you." The laundress looked on in astonishment, but
+as she had been promised twenty louis, she made no remark.
+
+In a quarter of an hour the porter returned with a post-boy
+and horses, which were harnessed, and put in the post-chaise
+in a minute, while the porter fastened the portmanteau on
+with the assistance of a cord and strap. "Here is the
+passport," said the postilion, "which way are we going,
+young gentleman?"
+
+"To Fontainebleau," replied Eugenie with an almost masculine
+voice.
+
+"What do you say?" said Louise.
+
+"I am giving them the slip," said Eugenie; "this woman to
+whom we have given twenty louis may betray us for forty; we
+will soon alter our direction." And the young girl jumped
+into the britzska, which was admirably arranged for sleeping
+in, without scarcely touching the step. "You are always
+right," said the music teacher, seating herself by the side
+of her friend.
+
+A quarter of an hour afterwards the postilion, having been
+put in the right road, passed with a crack of his whip
+through the gateway of the Barriere Saint-Martin. "Ah," said
+Louise, breathing freely, "here we are out of Paris."
+
+"Yes, my dear, the abduction is an accomplished fact,"
+replied Eugenie. "Yes, and without violence," said Louise.
+
+"I shall bring that forward as an extenuating circumstance,"
+replied Eugenie. These words were lost in the noise which
+the carriage made in rolling over the pavement of La
+Villette. M. Danglars no longer had a daughter.
+
+
+
+Chapter 98
+The Bell and Bottle Tavern.
+
+And now let us leave Mademoiselle Danglars and her friend
+pursuing their way to Brussels, and return to poor Andrea
+Cavalcanti, so inopportunely interrupted in his rise to
+fortune. Notwithstanding his youth, Master Andrea was a very
+skilful and intelligent boy. We have seen that on the first
+rumor which reached the salon he had gradually approached
+the door, and crossing two or three rooms at last
+disappeared. But we have forgotten to mention one
+circumstance, which nevertheless ought not to be omitted; in
+one of the rooms he crossed, the trousseau of the
+bride-elect was on exhibition. There were caskets of
+diamonds, cashmere shawls, Valenciennes lace, English
+veilings, and in fact all the tempting things, the bare
+mention of which makes the hearts of young girls bound with
+joy, and which is called the "corbeille."* Now, in passing
+through this room, Andrea proved himself not only to be
+clever and intelligent, but also provident, for he helped
+himself to the most valuable of the ornaments before him.
+
+* Literally, "the basket," because wedding gifts were
+originally brought in such a receptacle.
+
+Furnished with this plunder, Andrea leaped with a lighter
+heart from the window, intending to slip through the hands
+of the gendarmes. Tall and well proportioned as an ancient
+gladiator, and muscular as a Spartan, he walked for a
+quarter of an hour without knowing where to direct his
+steps, actuated by the sole idea of getting away from the
+spot where if he lingered he knew that he would surely be
+taken. Having passed through the Rue Mont Blanc, guided by
+the instinct which leads thieves always to take the safest
+path, he found himself at the end of the Rue Lafayette.
+There he stopped, breathless and panting. He was quite
+alone; on one side was the vast wilderness of the
+Saint-Lazare, on the other, Paris enshrouded in darkness.
+"Am I to be captured?" he cried; "no, not if I can use more
+activity than my enemies. My safety is now a mere question
+of speed." At this moment he saw a cab at the top of the
+Faubourg Poissonniere. The dull driver, smoking his pipe,
+was plodding along toward the limits of the Faubourg
+Saint-Denis, where no doubt he ordinarily had his station.
+"Ho, friend!" said Benedetto.
+
+"What do you want, sir?" asked the driver.
+
+"Is your horse tired?"
+
+"Tired? oh, yes, tired enough -- he has done nothing the
+whole of this blessed day! Four wretched fares, and twenty
+sous over, making in all seven francs, are all that I have
+earned, and I ought to take ten to the owner."
+
+"Will you add these twenty francs to the seven you have?"
+
+"With pleasure, sir; twenty francs are not to be despised.
+Tell me what I am to do for this."
+
+"A very easy thing, if your horse isn't tired."
+
+"I tell you he'll go like the wind, -- only tell me which
+way to drive."
+
+"Towards the Louvres."
+
+"Ah, I know the way -- you get good sweetened rum over
+there."
+
+"Exactly so; I merely wish to overtake one of my friends,
+with whom I am going to hunt to-morrow at
+Chapelle-en-Serval. He should have waited for me here with a
+cabriolet till half-past eleven; it is twelve, and, tired of
+waiting, he must have gone on."
+
+"It is likely."
+
+"Well, will you try and overtake him?"
+
+"Nothing I should like better."
+
+"If you do not overtake him before we reach Bourget you
+shall have twenty francs; if not before Louvres, thirty."
+
+"And if we do overtake him?"
+
+"Forty," said Andrea, after a moment's hesitation, at the
+end of which he remembered that he might safely promise.
+"That's all right," said the man; "hop in, and we're off!
+Who-o-o-p, la!"
+
+Andrea got into the cab, which passed rapidly through the
+Faubourg Saint-Denis, along the Faubourg Saint-Martin,
+crossed the barrier, and threaded its way through the
+interminable Villette. They never overtook the chimerical
+friend, yet Andrea frequently inquired of people on foot
+whom he passed and at the inns which were not yet closed,
+for a green cabriolet and bay horse; and as there are a
+great many cabriolets to be seen on the road to the Low
+Countries, and as nine-tenths of them are green, the
+inquiries increased at every step. Every one had just seen
+it pass; it was only five hundred, two hundred, one hundred
+steps in advance; at length they reached it, but it was not
+the friend. Once the cab was also passed by a calash rapidly
+whirled along by two post-horses. "Ah," said Cavalcanti to
+himself, "if I only had that britzska, those two good
+post-horses, and above all the passport that carries them
+on!" And he sighed deeply. The calash contained Mademoiselle
+Danglars and Mademoiselle d'Armilly. "Hurry, hurry!" said
+Andrea, "we must overtake him soon." And the poor horse
+resumed the desperate gallop it had kept up since leaving
+the barrier, and arrived steaming at Louvres.
+
+"Certainly," said Andrea, "I shall not overtake my friend,
+but I shall kill your horse, therefore I had better stop.
+Here are thirty francs; I will sleep at the Red Horse, and
+will secure a place in the first coach. Good-night, friend."
+And Andrea, after placing six pieces of five francs each in
+the man's hand, leaped lightly on to the pathway. The cabman
+joyfully pocketed the sum, and turned back on his road to
+Paris. Andrea pretended to go towards the Red Horse inn, but
+after leaning an instant against the door, and hearing the
+last sound of the cab, which was disappearing from view, he
+went on his road, and with a lusty stride soon traversed the
+space of two leagues. Then he rested; he must be near
+Chapelle-en-Serval, where he pretended to be going. It was
+not fatigue that stayed Andrea here; it was that he might
+form some resolution, adopt some plan. It would be
+impossible to make use of a diligence, equally so to engage
+post-horses; to travel either way a passport was necessary.
+It was still more impossible to remain in the department of
+the Oise, one of the most open and strictly guarded in
+France; this was quite out of the question, especially to a
+man like Andrea, perfectly conversant with criminal matters.
+
+He sat down by the side of the moat, buried his face in his
+hands and reflected. Ten minutes after he raised his head;
+his resolution was made. He threw some dust over the
+topcoat, which he had found time to unhook from the
+ante-chamber and button over his ball costume, and going to
+Chapelle-en-Serval he knocked loudly at the door of the only
+inn in the place. The host opened. "My friend," said Andrea,
+"I was coming from Montefontaine to Senlis, when my horse,
+which is a troublesome creature, stumbled and threw me. I
+must reach Compiegne to-night, or I shall cause deep anxiety
+to my family. Could you let me hire a horse of you?"
+
+An inn-keeper has always a horse to let, whether it be good
+or bad. The host called the stable-boy, and ordered him to
+saddle "Whitey," then he awoke his son, a child of seven
+years, whom he ordered to ride before the gentleman and
+bring back the horse. Andrea gave the inn-keeper twenty
+francs, and in taking them from his pocket dropped a
+visiting card. This belonged to one of his friends at the
+Cafe de Paris, so that the innkeeper, picking it up after
+Andrea had left, was convinced that he had let his horse to
+the Count of Mauleon, 25 Rue Saint-Dominique, that being the
+name and address on the card. "Whitey" was not a fast
+animal, but he kept up an easy, steady pace; in three hours
+and a half Andrea had traversed the nine leagues which
+separated him from Compiegne, and four o'clock struck as he
+reached the place where the coaches stop. There is an
+excellent tavern at Compiegne, well remembered by those who
+have ever been there. Andrea, who had often stayed there in
+his rides about Paris, recollected the Bell and Bottle inn;
+he turned around, saw the sign by the light of a reflected
+lamp, and having dismissed the child, giving him all the
+small coin he had about him, he began knocking at the door,
+very reasonably concluding that having now three or four
+hours before him he had best fortify himself against the
+fatigues of the morrow by a sound sleep and a good supper. A
+waiter opened the door.
+
+"My friend," said Andrea, "I have been dining at
+Saint-Jean-au-Bois, and expected to catch the coach which
+passes by at midnight, but like a fool I have lost my way,
+and have been walking for the last four hours in the forest.
+Show me into one of those pretty little rooms which overlook
+the court, and bring me a cold fowl and a bottle of
+Bordeaux." The waiter had no suspicions; Andrea spoke with
+perfect composure, he had a cigar in his mouth, and his
+hands in the pocket of his top coat; his clothes were
+fashionably made, his chin smooth, his boots irreproachable;
+he looked merely as if he had stayed out very late, that was
+all. While the waiter was preparing his room, the hostess
+arose; Andrea assumed his most charming smile, and asked if
+he could have No. 3, which he had occupied on his last stay
+at Compiegne. Unfortunately, No. 3 was engaged by a young
+man who was travelling with his sister. Andrea appeared in
+despair, but consoled himself when the hostess assured him
+that No. 7, prepared for him, was situated precisely the
+same as No. 3, and while warming his feet and chatting about
+the last races at Chantilly, he waited until they announced
+his room to be ready.
+
+Andrea had not spoken without cause of the pretty rooms
+looking out upon the court of the Bell Tavern, which with
+its triple galleries like those of a theatre, with the
+jessamine and clematis twining round the light columns,
+forms one of the prettiest entrances to an inn that you can
+imagine. The fowl was tender, the wine old, the fire clear
+and sparkling, and Andrea was surprised to find himself
+eating with as good an appetite as though nothing had
+happened. Then be went to bed and almost immediately fell
+into that deep sleep which is sure to visit men of twenty
+years of age, even when they are torn with remorse. Now,
+here we are obliged to own that Andrea ought to have felt
+remorse, but that he did not. This was the plan which had
+appealed to him to afford the best chance of his security.
+Before daybreak he would awake, leave the inn after
+rigorously paying his bill, and reaching the forest, he
+would, under presence of making studies in painting, test
+the hospitality of some peasants, procure himself the dress
+of a woodcutter and a hatchet, casting off the lion's skin
+to assume that of the woodman; then, with his hands covered
+with dirt, his hair darkened by means of a leaden comb, his
+complexion embrowned with a preparation for which one of his
+old comrades had given him the recipe, he intended, by
+following the wooded districts, to reach the nearest
+frontier, walking by night and sleeping in the day in the
+forests and quarries, and only entering inhabited regions to
+buy a loaf from time to time.
+
+Once past the frontier, Andrea proposed making money of his
+diamonds; and by uniting the proceeds to ten bank-notes he
+always carried about with him in case of accident, he would
+then find himself possessor of about 50,000 livres, which he
+philosophically considered as no very deplorable condition
+after all. Moreover, he reckoned much on the interest of the
+Danglars to hush up the rumor of their own misadventures.
+These were the reasons which, added to the fatigue, caused
+Andrea to sleep so soundly. In order that he might awaken
+early he did not close the shutters, but contented himself
+with bolting the door and placing on the table an unclasped
+and long-pointed knife, whose temper he well knew, and which
+was never absent from him. About seven in the morning Andrea
+was awakened by a ray of sunlight, which played, warm and
+brilliant, upon his face. In all well-organized brains, the
+predominating idea -- and there always is one -- is sure to
+be the last thought before sleeping, and the first upon
+waking in the morning. Andrea had scarcely opened his eyes
+when his predominating idea presented itself, and whispered
+in his ear that he had slept too long. He jumped out of bed
+and ran to the window. A gendarme was crossing the court. A
+gendarme is one of the most striking objects in the world,
+even to a man void of uneasiness; but for one who has a
+timid conscience, and with good cause too, the yellow, blue,
+and white uniform is really very alarming.
+
+"Why is that gendarme there?" asked Andrea of himself. Then,
+all at once, he replied, with that logic which the reader
+has, doubtless, remarked in him, "There is nothing
+astonishing in seeing a gendarme at an inn; instead of being
+astonished, let me dress myself." And the youth dressed
+himself with a facility his valet de chambre had failed to
+rob him of during the two months of fashionable life he had
+led in Paris. "Now then," said Andrea, while dressing
+himself, "I'll wait till he leaves, and then I'll slip
+away." And, saying this, Andrea, who had now put on his
+boots and cravat, stole gently to the window, and a second
+time lifted up the muslin curtain. Not only was the first
+gendarme still there, but the young man now perceived a
+second yellow, blue, and white uniform at the foot of the
+staircase, the only one by which he could descend, while a
+third, on horseback, holding a musket in his fist, was
+posted as a sentinel at the great street door which alone
+afforded the means of egress.
+
+The appearance of the third gendarme settled the matter, for
+a crowd of curious loungers was extended before him,
+effectually blocking the entrance to the hotel. "They're
+after me!" was Andrea's first thought. "The devil!" A pallor
+overspread the young man's forehead, and he looked around
+him with anxiety. His room, like all those on the same
+floor, had but one outlet to the gallery in the sight of
+everybody. "I am lost!" was his second thought; and, indeed,
+for a man in Andrea's situation, an arrest meant the
+assizes, trial, and death, -- death without mercy or delay.
+For a moment he convulsively pressed his head within his
+hands, and during that brief period he became nearly mad
+with terror; but soon a ray of hope glimmered in the
+multitude of thoughts which bewildered his mind, and a faint
+smile played upon his white lips and pallid cheeks. He
+looked around and saw the objects of his search upon the
+chimney-piece; they were a pen, ink, and paper. With forced
+composure he dipped the pen in the ink, and wrote the
+following lines upon a sheet of paper: --
+
+"I have no money to pay my bill, but I am not a dishonest
+man; I leave behind me as a pledge this pin, worth ten times
+the amount. I shall be excused for leaving at daybreak, for
+I was ashamed."
+
+He then drew the pin from his cravat and placed it on the
+paper. This done, instead of leaving the door fastened, he
+drew back the bolts and even placed the door ajar, as though
+he had left the room, forgetting to close it, and slipping
+into the chimney like a man accustomed to that kind of
+gymnastic exercise, having effaced the marks of his feet
+upon the floor, he commenced climbing the only opening which
+afforded him the means of escape. At this precise time, the
+first gendarme Andrea had noticed walked up-stairs, preceded
+by the commissary of police, and supported by the second
+gendarme who guarded the staircase and was himself
+re-enforced by the one stationed at the door.
+
+Andrea was indebted for this visit to the following
+circumstances. At daybreak, the telegraphs were set at work
+in all directions, and almost immediately the authorities in
+every district had exerted their utmost endeavors to arrest
+the murderer of Caderousse. Compiegne, that royal residence
+and fortified town, is well furnished with authorities,
+gendarmes, and commissaries of police; they therefore began
+operations as soon as the telegraphic despatch arrived, and
+the Bell and Bottle being the best-known hotel in the town,
+they had naturally directed their first inquiries there.
+
+Now, besides the reports of the sentinels guarding the Hotel
+de Ville, which is next door to the Bell and Bottle, it had
+been stated by others that a number of travellers had
+arrived during the night. The sentinel who was relieved at
+six o'clock in the morning, remembered perfectly that just
+as he was taking his post a few minutes past four a young
+man arrived on horseback, with a little boy before him. The
+young man, having dismissed the boy and horse, knocked at
+the door of the hotel, which was opened, and again closed
+after his entrance. This late arrival had attracted much
+suspicion, and the young man being no other than Andrea, the
+commissary and gendarme, who was a brigadier, directed their
+steps towards his room.
+
+They found the door ajar. "Oh, ho," said the brigadier, who
+thoroughly understood the trick; "a bad sign to find the
+door open! I would rather find it triply bolted." And,
+indeed, the little note and pin upon the table confirmed, or
+rather corroborated, the sad truth. Andrea had fled. We say
+corroborated, because the brigadier was too experienced to
+be convinced by a single proof. He glanced around, looked in
+the bed, shook the curtains, opened the closets, and finally
+stopped at the chimney. Andrea had taken the precaution to
+leave no traces of his feet in the ashes, but still it was
+an outlet, and in this light was not to be passed over
+without serious investigation.
+
+The brigadier sent for some sticks and straw, and having
+filled the chimney with them, set a light to it. The fire
+crackled, and the smoke ascended like the dull vapor from a
+volcano; but still no prisoner fell down, as they expected.
+The fact was, that Andrea, at war with society ever since
+his youth, was quite as deep as a gendarme, even though he
+were advanced to the rank of brigadier, and quite prepared
+for the fire, he had climbed out on the roof and was
+crouching down against the chimney-pots. At one time he
+thought he was saved, for he heard the brigadier exclaim in
+a loud voice, to the two gendarmes, "He is not here!" But
+venturing to peep, he perceived that the latter, instead of
+retiring, as might have been reasonably expected upon this
+announcement, were watching with increased attention.
+
+It was now his turn to look about him; the Hotel de Ville, a
+massive sixteenth century building, was on his right; any
+one could descend from the openings in the tower, and
+examine every corner of the roof below, and Andrea expected
+momentarily to see the head of a gendarme appear at one of
+these openings. If once discovered, he knew he would be
+lost, for the roof afforded no chance of escape; he
+therefore resolved to descend, not through the same chimney
+by which he had come up, but by a similar one conducting to
+another room. He looked around for a chimney from which no
+smoke issued, and having reached it, he disappeared through
+the orifice without being seen by any one. At the same
+minute, one of the little windows of the Hotel de Ville was
+thrown open, and the head of a gendarme appeared. For an
+instant it remained motionless as one of the stone
+decorations of the building, then after a long sigh of
+disappointment the head disappeared. The brigadier, calm and
+dignified as the law he represented, passed through the
+crowd, without answering the thousand questions addressed to
+him, and re-entered the hotel.
+
+"Well?" asked the two gendarmes.
+
+"Well, my boys," said the brigadier, "the brigand must
+really have escaped early this morning; but we will send to
+the Villers-Coterets and Noyon roads, and search the forest,
+when we shall catch him, no doubt." The honorable
+functionary had scarcely expressed himself thus, in that
+intonation which is peculiar to brigadiers of the
+gendarmerie, when a loud scream, accompanied by the violent
+ringing of a bell, resounded through the court of the hotel.
+"Ah, what is that?" cried the brigadier.
+
+"Some traveller seems impatient," said the host. "What
+number was it that rang?"
+
+"Number 3."
+
+"Run, waiter!" At this moment the screams and ringing were
+redoubled. "Ah," said the brigadier, stopping the servant,
+"the person who is ringing appears to want something more
+than a waiter; we will attend upon him with a gendarme. Who
+occupies Number 3?"
+
+"The little fellow who arrived last night in a post-chaise
+with his sister, and who asked for an apartment with two
+beds." The bell here rang for the third time, with another
+shriek of anguish.
+
+"Follow me, Mr. Commissary!" said the brigadier; "tread in
+my steps."
+
+"Wait an instant," said the host; "Number 3 has two
+staircases, -- inside and outside."
+
+"Good," said the brigadier. "I will take charge of the
+inside one. Are the carbines loaded?"
+
+"Yes, brigadier."
+
+"Well, you guard the exterior, and if he attempts to fly,
+fire upon him; he must be a great criminal, from what the
+telegraph says."
+
+The brigadier, followed by the commissary, disappeared by
+the inside staircase, accompanied by the noise which his
+assertions respecting Andrea had excited in the crowd. This
+is what had happened. Andrea had very cleverly managed to
+descend two-thirds of the chimney, but then his foot
+slipped, and notwithstanding his endeavors, he came into the
+room with more speed and noise than he intended. It would
+have signified little had the room been empty, but
+unfortunately it was occupied. Two ladies, sleeping in one
+bed, were awakened by the noise, and fixing their eyes upon
+the spot whence the sound proceeded, they saw a man. One of
+these ladies, the fair one, uttered those terrible shrieks
+which resounded through the house, while the other, rushing
+to the bell-rope, rang with all her strength. Andrea, as we
+can see, was surrounded by misfortune.
+
+"For pity's sake," he cried, pale and bewildered, without
+seeing whom he was addressing, -- "for pity's sake do not
+call assistance! Save me! -- I will not harm you."
+
+"Andrea, the murderer!" cried one of the ladies.
+
+"Eugenie! Mademoiselle Danglars!" exclaimed Andrea,
+stupefied.
+
+"Help, help!" cried Mademoiselle d'Armilly, taking the bell
+from her companion's hand, and ringing it yet more
+violently. "Save me, I am pursued!" said Andrea, clasping
+his hands. "For pity, for mercy's sake do not deliver me
+up!"
+
+"It is too late, they are coming," said Eugenie.
+
+"Well, conceal me somewhere; you can say you were needlessly
+alarmed; you can turn their suspicions and save my life!"
+
+The two ladies, pressing closely to one another, and drawing
+the bedclothes tightly around them, remained silent to this
+supplicating voice, repugnance and fear taking possession of
+their minds.
+
+"Well, be it so," at length said Eugenie; "return by the
+same road you came, and we will say nothing about you,
+unhappy wretch."
+
+"Here he is, here he is!" cried a voice from the landing;
+"here he is! I see him!" The brigadier had put his eye to
+the keyhole, and had discovered Andrea in a posture of
+entreaty. A violent blow from the butt end of the musket
+burst open the lock, two more forced out the bolts, and the
+broken door fell in. Andrea ran to the other door, leading
+to the gallery, ready to rush out; but he was stopped short,
+and he stood with his body a little thrown back, pale, and
+with the useless knife in his clinched hand.
+
+"Fly, then!" cried Mademoiselle d'Armilly, whose pity
+returned as her fears diminished; "fly!"
+
+"Or kill yourself!" said Eugenie (in a tone which a Vestal
+in the amphitheatre would have used, when urging the
+victorious gladiator to finish his vanquished adversary).
+Andrea shuddered, and looked on the young girl with an
+expression which proved how little he understood such
+ferocious honor. "Kill myself?" he cried, throwing down his
+knife; "why should I do so?"
+
+"Why, you said," answered Mademoiselle Danglars, "that you
+would be condemned to die like the worst criminals."
+
+"Bah," said Cavalcanti, crossing his arms, "one has
+friends."
+
+The brigadier advanced to him, sword in hand. "Come, come,"
+said Andrea, "sheathe your sword, my fine fellow; there is
+no occasion to make such a fuss, since I give myself up;"
+and he held out his hands to be manacled. The girls looked
+with horror upon this shameful metamorphosis, the man of the
+world shaking off his covering and appearing as a
+galley-slave. Andrea turned towards them, and with an
+impertinent smile asked, -- "Have you any message for your
+father, Mademoiselle Danglars, for in all probability I
+shall return to Paris?"
+
+Eugenie covered her face with her hands. "Oh, ho!" said
+Andrea, "you need not be ashamed, even though you did post
+after me. Was I not nearly your husband?"
+
+And with this raillery Andrea went out, leaving the two
+girls a prey to their own feelings of shame, and to the
+comments of the crowd. An hour after they stepped into their
+calash, both dressed in feminine attire. The gate of the
+hotel had been closed to screen them from sight, but they
+were forced, when the door was open, to pass through a
+throng of curious glances and whispering voices. Eugenie
+closed her eyes; but though she could not see, she could
+hear, and the sneers of the crowd reached her in the
+carriage. "Oh, why is not the world a wilderness?" she
+exclaimed, throwing herself into the arms of Mademoiselle
+d'Armilly, her eyes sparkling with the same kind of rage
+which made Nero wish that the Roman world had but one neck,
+that he might sever it at a single blow. The next day they
+stopped at the Hotel de Flandre, at Brussels. The same
+evening Andrea was incarcerated in the Conciergerie.
+
+
+
+Chapter 99
+The Law.
+
+We have seen how quietly Mademoiselle Danglars and
+Mademoiselle d'Armilly accomplished their transformation and
+flight; the fact being that every one was too much occupied
+in his or her own affairs to think of theirs. We will leave
+the banker contemplating the enormous magnitude of his debt
+before the phantom of bankruptcy, and follow the baroness,
+who after being momentarily crushed under the weight of the
+blow which had struck her, had gone to seek her usual
+adviser, Lucien Debray. The baroness had looked forward to
+this marriage as a means of ridding her of a guardianship
+which, over a girl of Eugenie's character, could not fail to
+be rather a troublesome undertaking; for in the tacit
+relations which maintain the bond of family union, the
+mother, to maintain her ascendancy over her daughter, must
+never fail to be a model of wisdom and a type of perfection.
+
+Now, Madame Danglars feared Eugenie's sagacity and the
+influence of Mademoiselle d'Armilly; she had frequently
+observed the contemptuous expression with which her daughter
+looked upon Debray, -- an expression which seemed to imply
+that she understood all her mother's amorous and pecuniary
+relationships with the intimate secretary; moreover, she saw
+that Eugenie detested Debray, -- not only because he was a
+source of dissension and scandal under the paternal roof,
+but because she had at once classed him in that catalogue of
+bipeds whom Plato endeavors to withdraw from the appellation
+of men, and whom Diogenes designated as animals upon two
+legs without feathers.
+
+Unfortunately, in this world of ours, each person views
+things through a certain medium, and so is prevented from
+seeing in the same light as others, and Madame Danglars,
+therefore, very much regretted that the marriage of Eugenie
+had not taken place, not only because the match was good,
+and likely to insure the happiness of her child, but because
+it would also set her at liberty. She ran therefore to
+Debray, who, after having like the rest of Paris witnessed
+the contract scene and the scandal attending it, had retired
+in haste to his club, where he was chatting with some
+friends upon the events which served as a subject of
+conversation for three-fourths of that city known as the
+capital of the world.
+
+At the precise time when Madame Danglars, dressed in black
+and concealed in a long veil, was ascending the stairs
+leading to Debray's apartments, -- notwithstanding the
+assurances of the concierge that the young man was not at
+home, -- Debray was occupied in repelling the insinuations
+of a friend, who tried to persuade him that after the
+terrible scene which had just taken place he ought, as a
+friend of the family, to marry Mademoiselle Danglars and her
+two millions. Debray did not defend himself very warmly, for
+the idea had sometimes crossed his mind; still, when he
+recollected the independent, proud spirit of Eugenie, he
+positively rejected it as utterly impossible, though the
+same thought again continually recurred and found a
+resting-place in his heart. Tea, play, and the conversation,
+which had become interesting during the discussion of such
+serious affairs, lasted till one o'clock in the morning.
+
+Meanwhile Madame Danglars, veiled and uneasy, awaited the
+return of Debray in the little green room, seated between
+two baskets of flowers, which she had that morning sent, and
+which, it must be confessed, Debray had himself arranged and
+watered with so much care that his absence was half excused
+in the eyes of the poor woman.
+
+At twenty minutes of twelve, Madame Danglars, tired of
+waiting, returned home. Women of a certain grade are like
+prosperous grisettes in one respect, they seldom return home
+after twelve o'clock. The baroness returned to the hotel
+with as much caution as Eugenie used in leaving it; she ran
+lightly up-stairs, and with an aching heart entered her
+apartment, contiguous, as we know, to that of Eugenie. She
+was fearful of exciting any remark, and believed firmly in
+her daughter's innocence and fidelity to the paternal roof.
+She listened at Eugenie's door, and hearing no sound tried
+to enter, but the bolts were in place. Madame Danglars then
+concluded that the young girl had been overcome with the
+terrible excitement of the evening, and had gone to bed and
+to sleep. She called the maid and questioned her.
+
+"Mademoiselle Eugenie," said the maid, "retired to her
+apartment with Mademoiselle d'Armilly; they then took tea
+together, after which they desired me to leave, saying that
+they needed me no longer." Since then the maid had been
+below, and like every one else she thought the young ladies
+were in their own room; Madame Danglars, therefore, went to
+bed without a shadow of suspicion, and began to muse over
+the recent events. In proportion as her memory became
+clearer, the occurrences of the evening were revealed in
+their true light; what she had taken for confusion was a
+tumult; what she had regarded as something distressing, was
+in reality a disgrace. And then the baroness remembered that
+she had felt no pity for poor Mercedes, who had been
+afflicted with as severe a blow through her husband and son.
+
+"Eugenie," she said to herself, "is lost, and so are we. The
+affair, as it will be reported, will cover us with shame;
+for in a society such as ours satire inflicts a painful and
+incurable wound. How fortunate that Eugenie is possessed of
+that strange character which has so often made me tremble!"
+And her glance was turned towards heaven, where a mysterious
+providence disposes all things, and out of a fault, nay,
+even a vice, sometimes produces a blessing. And then her
+thoughts, cleaving through space like a bird in the air,
+rested on Cavalcanti. This Andrea was a wretch, a robber, an
+assassin, and yet his manners showed the effects of a sort
+of education, if not a complete one; he had been presented
+to the world with the appearance of an immense fortune,
+supported by an honorable name. How could she extricate
+herself from this labyrinth? To whom would she apply to help
+her out of this painful situation? Debray, to whom she had
+run, with the first instinct of a woman towards the man she
+loves, and who yet betrays her, -- Debray could but give her
+advice, she must apply to some one more powerful than he.
+
+The baroness then thought of M. de Villefort. It was M. de
+Villefort who had remorselessly brought misfortune into her
+family, as though they had been strangers. But, no; on
+reflection, the procureur was not a merciless man; and it
+was not the magistrate, slave to his duties, but the friend,
+the loyal friend, who roughly but firmly cut into the very
+core of the corruption; it was not the executioner, but the
+surgeon, who wished to withdraw the honor of Danglars from
+ignominious association with the disgraced young man they
+had presented to the world as their son-in-law. And since
+Villefort, the friend of Danglars, had acted in this way, no
+one could suppose that he had been previously acquainted
+with, or had lent himself to, any of Andrea's intrigues.
+Villefort's conduct, therefore, upon reflection, appeared to
+the baroness as if shaped for their mutual advantage. But
+the inflexibility of the procureur should stop there; she
+would see him the next day, and if she could not make him
+fail in his duties as a magistrate, she would, at least,
+obtain all the indulgence he could allow. She would invoke
+the past, recall old recollections; she would supplicate him
+by the remembrance of guilty, yet happy days. M. de
+Villefort would stifle the affair; he had only to turn his
+eyes on one side, and allow Andrea to fly, and follow up the
+crime under that shadow of guilt called contempt of court.
+And after this reasoning she slept easily.
+
+At nine o'clock next morning she arose, and without ringing
+for her maid or giving the least sign of her activity, she
+dressed herself in the same simple style as on the previous
+night; then running down-stairs, she left the hotel. walked
+to the Rue de Provence, called a cab, and drove to M. de
+Villefort's house. For the last month this wretched house
+had presented the gloomy appearance of a lazaretto infected
+with the plague. Some of the apartments were closed within
+and without; the shutters were only opened to admit a
+minute's air, showing the scared face of a footman, and
+immediately afterwards the window would be closed, like a
+gravestone falling on a sepulchre, and the neighbors would
+say to each other in a low voice, "Will there be another
+funeral to-day at the procureur's house?" Madame Danglars
+involuntarily shuddered at the desolate aspect of the
+mansion; descending from the cab, she approached the door
+with trembling knees, and rang the bell. Three times did the
+bell ring with a dull, heavy sound, seeming to participate,
+in the general sadness, before the concierge appeared and
+peeped through the door, which he opened just wide enough to
+allow his words to be heard. He saw a lady, a fashionable,
+elegantly dressed lady, and yet the door remained almost
+closed.
+
+"Do you intend opening the door?" said the baroness.
+
+"First, madame, who are you?"
+
+"Who am I? You know me well enough."
+
+"We no longer know any one, madame."
+
+"You must be mad, my friend," said the baroness.
+
+"Where do you come from?"
+
+"Oh, this is too much!"
+
+"Madame, these are my orders; excuse me. Your name?"
+
+"The baroness Danglars; you have seen me twenty times."
+
+"Possibly, madame. And now, what do you want?"
+
+"Oh, how extraordinary! I shall complain to M. de Villefort
+of the impertinence of his servants."
+
+"Madame, this is precaution, not impertinence; no one enters
+here without an order from M. d'Avrigny, or without speaking
+to the procureur."
+
+"Well, I have business with the procureur."
+
+"Is it pressing business?"
+
+"You can imagine so, since I have not even brought my
+carriage out yet. But enough of this -- here is my card,
+take it to your master."
+
+"Madame will await my return?"
+
+"Yes; go." The concierge closed the door, leaving Madame
+Danglars in the street. She had not long to wait; directly
+afterwards the door was opened wide enough to admit her, and
+when she had passed through, it was again shut. Without
+losing sight of her for an instant, the concierge took a
+whistle from his pocket as soon as they entered the court,
+and blew it. The valet de chambre appeared on the
+door-steps. "You will excuse this poor fellow, madame," he
+said, as he preceded the baroness, "but his orders are
+precise, and M. de Villefort begged me to tell you that he
+could not act otherwise."
+
+In the court showing his merchandise, was a tradesman who
+had been admitted with the same precautions. The baroness
+ascended the steps; she felt herself strongly infected with
+the sadness which seemed to magnify her own, and still
+guided by the valet de chambre, who never lost sight of her
+for an instant, she was introduced to the magistrate's
+study. Preoccupied as Madame Danglars had been with the
+object of her visit, the treatment she had received from
+these underlings appeared to her so insulting, that she
+began by complaining of it. But Villefort, raising his head,
+bowed down by grief, looked up at her with so sad a smile
+that her complaints died upon her lips. "Forgive my
+servants," he said, "for a terror I cannot blame them for;
+from being suspected they have become suspicious."
+
+Madame Danglars had often heard of the terror to which the
+magistrate alluded, but without the evidence of her own
+eyesight she could never have believed that the sentiment
+had been carried so far. "You too, then, are unhappy?" she
+said. "Yes, madame," replied the magistrate.
+
+"Then you pity me!"
+
+"Sincerely, madame."
+
+"And you understand what brings me here?"
+
+"You wish to speak to me about the circumstance which has
+just happened?"
+
+"Yes, sir, -- a fearful misfortune."
+
+"You mean a mischance."
+
+"A mischance?" repeated the baroness.
+
+"Alas, madame," said the procureur with his imperturbable
+calmness of manner, "I consider those alone misfortunes
+which are irreparable."
+
+"And do you suppose this will be forgotten?"
+
+"Everything will be forgotten, madame," said Villefort.
+"Your daughter will be married to-morrow, if not to-day --
+in a week, if not to-morrow; and I do not think you can
+regret the intended husband of your daughter."
+
+Madame Danglars gazed on Villefort, stupefied to find him so
+almost insultingly calm. "Am I come to a friend?" she asked
+in a tone full of mournful dignity. "You know that you are,
+madame," said Villefort, whose pale cheeks became slightly
+flushed as he gave her the assurance. And truly this
+assurance carried him back to different events from those
+now occupying the baroness and him. "Well, then, be more
+affectionate, my dear Villefort," said the baroness. "Speak
+to me not as a magistrate, but as a friend; and when I am in
+bitter anguish of spirit, do not tell me that I ought to be
+gay." Villefort bowed. "When I hear misfortunes named,
+madame," he said, "I have within the last few mouths
+contracted the bad habit of thinking of my own, and then I
+cannot help drawing up an egotistical parallel in my mind.
+That is the reason that by the side of my misfortunes yours
+appear to me mere mischances; that is why my dreadful
+position makes yours appear enviable. But this annoys you;
+let us change the subject. You were saying, madame" --
+
+"I came to ask you, my friend," said the baroness, "what
+will be done with this impostor?"
+
+"Impostor," repeated Villefort; "certainly, madame, you
+appear to extenuate some cases, and exaggerate others.
+Impostor, indeed! -- M. Andrea Cavalcanti, or rather M.
+Benedetto, is nothing more nor less than an assassin!"
+
+"Sir, I do not deny the justice of your correction, but the
+more severely you arm yourself against that unfortunate man,
+the more deeply will you strike our family. Come, forget him
+for a moment, and instead of pursuing him let him go."
+
+"You are too late, madame; the orders are issued."
+
+"Well, should he be arrested -- do they think they will
+arrest him?"
+
+"I hope so."
+
+"If they should arrest him (I know that sometimes prisoners
+afford means of escape), will you leave him in prison?" --
+The procureur shook his head. "At least keep him there till
+my daughter be married."
+
+"Impossible, madame; justice has its formalities."
+
+"What, even for me?" said the baroness, half jesting, half
+in earnest. "For all, even for myself among the rest,"
+replied Villefort.
+
+"Ah," exclaimed the baroness, without expressing the ideas
+which the exclamation betrayed. Villefort looked at her with
+that piercing glance which reads the secrets of the heart.
+"Yes, I know what you mean," he said; "you refer to the
+terrible rumors spread abroad in the world, that the deaths
+which have kept me in mourning for the last three months,
+and from which Valentine has only escaped by a miracle, have
+not happened by natural means."
+
+"I was not thinking of that," replied Madame Danglars
+quickly. "Yes, you were thinking of it, and with justice.
+You could not help thinking of it, and saying to yourself,
+`you, who pursue crime so vindictively, answer now, why are
+there unpunished crimes in your dwelling?'" The baroness
+became pale. "You were saying this, were you not?"
+
+"Well, I own it."
+
+"I will answer you."
+
+Villefort drew his armchair nearer to Madame Danglars; then
+resting both hands upon his desk he said in a voice more
+hollow than usual: "There are crimes which remain unpunished
+because the criminals are unknown, and we might strike the
+innocent instead of the guilty; but when the culprits are
+discovered" (Villefort here extended his hand toward a large
+crucifix placed opposite to his desk) -- "when they are
+discovered, I swear to you, by all I hold most sacred, that
+whoever they may be they shall die. Now, after the oath I
+have just taken, and which I will keep, madame, dare you ask
+for mercy for that wretch!"
+
+"But, sir, are you sure he is as guilty as they say?"
+
+"Listen; this is his description: `Benedetto, condemned, at
+the age of sixteen, for five years to the galleys for
+forgery.' He promised well, as you see -- first a runaway,
+then an assassin."
+
+"And who is this wretch?"
+
+"Who can tell? -- a vagabond, a Corsican."
+
+"Has no one owned him?"
+
+"No one; his parents are unknown."
+
+"But who was the man who brought him from Lucca?"
+
+"Another rascal like himself, perhaps his accomplice." The
+baroness clasped her hands. "Villefort," she exclaimed in
+her softest and most captivating manner.
+
+"For heaven's sake, madame," said Villefort, with a firmness
+of expression not altogether free from harshness -- "for
+heaven's sake, do not ask pardon of me for a guilty wretch!
+What am I? -- the law. Has the law any eyes to witness your
+grief? Has the law ears to be melted by your sweet voice?
+Has the law a memory for all those soft recollections you
+endeavor to recall? No, madame; the law has commanded, and
+when it commands it strikes. You will tell me that I am a
+living being, and not a code -- a man, and not a volume.
+Look at me, madame -- look around me. Have mankind treated
+me as a brother? Have they loved me? Have they spared me?
+Has any one shown the mercy towards me that you now ask at
+my hands? No, madame, they struck me, always struck me!
+
+"Woman, siren that you are, do you persist in fixing on me
+that fascinating eye, which reminds me that I ought to
+blush? Well, be it so; let me blush for the faults you know,
+and perhaps -- perhaps for even more than those! But having
+sinned myself, -- it may be more deeply than others, -- I
+never rest till I have torn the disguises from my
+fellow-creatures, and found out their weaknesses. I have
+always found them; and more, -- I repeat it with joy, with
+triumph, -- I have always found some proof of human
+perversity or error. Every criminal I condemn seems to me
+living evidence that I am not a hideous exception to the
+rest. Alas, alas, alas; all the world is wicked; let us
+therefore strike at wickedness!"
+
+Villefort pronounced these last words with a feverish rage,
+which gave a ferocious eloquence to his words.
+
+"But"' said Madame Danglars, resolving to make a last
+effort, "this young man, though a murderer, is an orphan,
+abandoned by everybody."
+
+"So much the worse, or rather, so much the better; it has
+been so ordained that he may have none to weep his fate."
+
+"But this is trampling on the weak, sir."
+
+"The weakness of a murderer!"
+
+"His dishonor reflects upon us."
+
+"Is not death in my house?"
+
+"Oh, sir," exclaimed the baroness, "you are without pity for
+others, well, then, I tell you they will have no mercy on
+you!"
+
+"Be it so!" said Villefort, raising his arms to heaven.
+
+"At least, delay the trial till the next assizes; we shall
+then have six months before us."
+
+"No, madame," said Villefort; "instructions have been given,
+There are yet five days left; five days are more than I
+require. Do you not think that I also long for
+forgetfulness? While working night and day, I sometimes lose
+all recollection of the past, and then I experience the same
+sort of happiness I can imagine the dead feel; still, it is
+better than suffering."
+
+"But, sir, he has fled; let him escape -- inaction is a
+pardonable offence."
+
+"I tell you it is too late; early this morning the telegraph
+was employed, and at this very minute" --
+
+"Sir," said the valet de chambre, entering the room, "a
+dragoon has brought this despatch from the minister of the
+interior." Villefort seized the letter, and hastily broke
+the seal. Madame Danglars trembled with fear; Villefort
+started with joy. "Arrested!" he exclaimed; "he was taken at
+Compiegne, and all is over." Madame Danglars rose from her
+seat, pale and cold. "Adieu, sir," she said. "Adieu,
+madame," replied the king's attorney, as in an almost joyful
+manner he conducted her to the door. Then, turning to his
+desk, he said, striking the letter with the back of his
+right hand, "Come, I had a forgery, three robberies, and two
+cases of arson, I only wanted a murder, and here it is. It
+will be a splendid session!"
+
+
+
+Chapter 100
+The Apparition.
+
+As the procureur had told Madame Danglars, Valentine was not
+yet recovered. Bowed down with fatigue, she was indeed
+confined to her bed; and it was in her own room, and from
+the lips of Madame de Villefort, that she heard all the
+strange events we have related, -- we mean the flight of
+Eugenie and the arrest of Andrea Cavalcanti, or rather
+Benedetto, together with the accusation of murder pronounced
+against him. But Valentine was so weak that this recital
+scarcely produced the same effect it would have done had she
+been in her usual state of health. Indeed, her brain was
+only the seat of vague ideas, and confused forms, mingled
+with strange fancies, alone presented themselves before her
+eyes.
+
+During the daytime Valentine's perceptions remained
+tolerably clear, owing to the constant presence of M.
+Noirtier, who caused himself to be carried to his
+granddaughter's room, and watched her with his paternal
+tenderness; Villefort also, on his return from the law
+courts, frequently passed an hour or two with his father and
+child. At six o'clock Villefort retired to his study, at
+eight M. d'Avrigny himself arrived, bringing the night
+draught prepared for the young girl, and then M. Noirtier
+was carried away. A nurse of the doctor's choice succeeded
+them, and never left till about ten or eleven o'clock, when
+Valentine was asleep. As she went down-stairs she gave the
+keys of Valentine's room to M. de Villefort, so that no one
+could reach the sick-room excepting through that of Madame
+de Villefort and little Edward.
+
+Every morning Morrel called on Noirtier to receive news of
+Valentine, and, extraordinary as it seemed, each day found
+him less uneasy. Certainly, though Valentine still labored
+under dreadful nervous excitement, she was better; and
+moreover, Monte Cristo had told him when, half distracted,
+he had rushed to the count's house, that if she were not
+dead in two hours she would be saved. Now four days had
+elapsed, and Valentine still lived.
+
+The nervous excitement of which we speak pursued Valentine
+even in her sleep, or rather in that state of somnolence
+which succeeded her waking hours; it was then, in the
+silence of night, in the dim light shed from the alabaster
+lamp on the chimney-piece, that she saw the shadows pass and
+repass which hover over the bed of sickness, and fan the
+fever with their trembling wings. First she fancied she saw
+her stepmother threatening her, then Morrel stretched his
+arms towards her; sometimes mere strangers, like the Count
+of Monte Cristo came to visit her; even the very furniture,
+in these moments of delirium, seemed to move, and this state
+lasted till about three o'clock in the morning, when a deep,
+heavy slumber overcame the young girl, from which she did
+not awake till daylight. On the evening of the day on which
+Valentine had learned of the flight of Eugenie and the
+arrest of Benedetto, -- Villefort having retired as well as
+Noirtier and d'Avrigny, -- her thoughts wandered in a
+confused maze, alternately reviewing her own situation and
+the events she had just heard.
+
+Eleven o'clock had struck. The nurse, having placed the
+beverage prepared by the doctor within reach of the patient,
+and locked the door, was listening with terror to the
+comments of the servants in the kitchen, and storing her
+memory with all the horrible stories which had for some
+months past amused the occupants of the ante-chambers in the
+house of the king's attorney. Meanwhile an unexpected scene
+was passing in the room which had been so carefully locked.
+Ten minutes had elapsed since the nurse had left; Valentine,
+who for the last hour had been suffering from the fever
+which returned nightly, incapable of controlling her ideas,
+was forced to yield to the excitement which exhausted itself
+in producing and reproducing a succession and recurrence of
+the same fancies and images. The night-lamp threw out
+countless rays, each resolving itself into some strange form
+to her disordered imagination, when suddenly by its
+flickering light Valentine thought she saw the door of her
+library, which was in the recess by the chimney-piece, open
+slowly, though she in vain listened for the sound of the
+hinges on which it turned.
+
+At any other time Valentine would have seized the silken
+bell-pull and summoned assistance, but nothing astonished
+her in her present situation. Her reason told her that all
+the visions she beheld were but the children of her
+imagination, and the conviction was strengthened by the fact
+that in the morning no traces remained of the nocturnal
+phantoms, who disappeared with the coming of daylight. From
+behind the door a human figure appeared, but the girl was
+too familiar with such apparitions to be alarmed, and
+therefore only stared, hoping to recognize Morrel. The
+figure advanced towards the bed and appeared to listen with
+profound attention. At this moment a ray of light glanced
+across the face of the midnight visitor.
+
+"It is not he," she murmured, and waited, in the assurance
+that this was but a dream, for the man to disappear or
+assume some other form. Still, she felt her pulse, and
+finding it throb violently she remembered that the best
+method of dispelling such illusions was to drink, for a
+draught of the beverage prepared by the doctor to allay her
+fever seemed to cause a reaction of the brain, and for a
+short time she suffered less. Valentine therefore reached
+her hand towards the glass, but as soon as her trembling arm
+left the bed the apparition advanced more quickly towards
+her, and approached the young girl so closely that she
+fancied she heard his breath, and felt the pressure of his
+hand.
+
+This time the illusion, or rather the reality, surpassed
+anything Valentine had before experienced; she began to
+believe herself really alive and awake, and the belief that
+her reason was this time not deceived made her shudder. The
+pressure she felt was evidently intended to arrest her arm,
+and she slowly withdrew it. Then the figure, from whom she
+could not detach her eyes, and who appeared more protecting
+than menacing, took the glass, and walking towards the
+night-light held it up, as if to test its transparency. This
+did not seem sufficient; the man, or rather the ghost -- for
+he trod so softly that no sound was heard -- then poured out
+about a spoonful into the glass, and drank it. Valentine
+witnessed this scene with a sentiment of stupefaction. Every
+minute she had expected that it would vanish and give place
+to another vision; but the man, instead of dissolving like a
+shadow, again approached her, and said in an agitated voice,
+"Now you may drink."
+
+Valentine shuddered. It was the first time one of these
+visions had ever addressed her in a living voice, and she
+was about to utter an exclamation. The man placed his finger
+on her lips. "The Count of Monte Cristo!" she murmured.
+
+It was easy to see that no doubt now remained in the young
+girl's mind as to the reality of the scene; her eyes started
+with terror, her hands trembled, and she rapidly drew the
+bedclothes closer to her. Still, the presence of Monte
+Cristo at such an hour, his mysterious, fanciful, and
+extraordinary entrance into her room through the wall, might
+well seem impossibilities to her shattered reason. "Do not
+call any one -- do not be alarmed," said the Count; "do not
+let a shade of suspicion or uneasiness remain in your
+breast; the man standing before you, Valentine (for this
+time it is no ghost), is nothing more than the tenderest
+father and the most respectful friend you could dream of."
+
+Valentine could not reply; the voice which indicated the
+real presence of a being in the room, alarmed her so much
+that she feared to utter a syllable; still the expression of
+her eyes seemed to inquire, "If your intentions are pure,
+why are you here?" The count's marvellous sagacity
+understood all that was passing in the young girl's mind.
+
+"Listen to me," he said, "or, rather, look upon me; look at
+my face, paler even than usual, and my eyes, red with
+weariness -- for four days I have not closed them, for I
+have been constantly watching you, to protect and preserve
+you for Maximilian." The blood mounted rapidly to the cheeks
+of Valentine, for the name just announced by the count
+dispelled all the fear with which his presence had inspired
+her. "Maximilian!" she exclaimed, and so sweet did the sound
+appear to her, that she repeated it -- "Maximilian! -- has
+he then owned all to you?"
+
+"Everything. He told me your life was his, and I have
+promised him that you shall live."
+
+"You have promised him that I shall live?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"But, sir, you spoke of vigilance and protection. Are you a
+doctor?"
+
+"Yes; the best you could have at the present time, believe
+me."
+
+"But you say you have watched?" said Valentine uneasily;
+"where have you been? -- I have not seen you." The count
+extended his hand towards the library. "I was hidden behind
+that door," he said, "which leads into the next house, which
+I have rented." Valentine turned her eyes away, and, with an
+indignant expression of pride and modest fear, exclaimed:
+"Sir, I think you have been guilty of an unparalleled
+intrusion, and that what you call protection is more like an
+insult."
+
+"Valentine," he answered, "during my long watch over you,
+all I have observed has been what people visited you, what
+nourishment was prepared, and what beverage was served;
+then, when the latter appeared dangerous to me, I entered,
+as I have now done, and substituted, in the place of the
+poison, a healthful draught; which, instead of producing the
+death intended, caused life to circulate in your veins."
+
+"Poison -- death!" exclaimed Valentine, half believing
+herself under the influence of some feverish hallucination;
+"what are you saying, sir?"
+
+"Hush, my child," said Monte Cristo, again placing his
+finger upon her lips, "I did say poison and death. But drink
+some of this;" and the count took a bottle from his pocket,
+containing a red liquid, of which he poured a few drops into
+the glass. "Drink this, and then take nothing more
+to-night." Valentine stretched out her hand, but scarcely
+had she touched the glass when she drew back in fear. Monte
+Cristo took the glass, drank half its contents, and then
+presented it to Valentine, who smiled and swallowed the
+rest. "Oh, yes," she exclaimed, "I recognize the flavor of
+my nocturnal beverage which refreshed me so much, and seemed
+to ease my aching brain. Thank you, sir, thank you!"
+
+"This is how you have lived during the last four nights,
+Valentine," said the count. "But, oh, how I passed that
+time! Oh, the wretched hours I have endured -- the torture
+to which I have submitted when I saw the deadly poison
+poured into your glass, and how I trembled lest you should
+drink it before I could find time to throw it away!"
+
+"Sir," said Valentine, at the height of her terror, "you say
+you endured tortures when you saw the deadly poison poured
+into my glass; but if you saw this, you must also have seen
+the person who poured it?"
+
+"Yes." Valentine raised herself in bed, and drew over her
+chest, which appeared whiter than snow, the embroidered
+cambric, still moist with the cold dews of delirium, to
+which were now added those of terror. "You saw the person?"
+repeated the young girl. "Yes," repeated the count.
+
+"What you tell me is horrible, sir. You wish to make me
+believe something too dreadful. What? -- attempt to murder
+me in my father's house, in my room, on my bed of sickness?
+Oh, leave me, sir; you are tempting me -- you make me doubt
+the goodness of providence -- it is impossible, it cannot
+be!"
+
+"Are you the first that this hand has stricken? Have you not
+seen M. de Saint-Meran, Madame de Saint-Meran, Barrois, all
+fall? would not M. Noirtier also have fallen a victim, had
+not the treatment he has been pursuing for the last three
+years neutralized the effects of the poison?"
+
+"Oh, heaven," said Valentine; "is this the reason why
+grandpapa has made me share all his beverages during the
+last month?"
+
+"And have they all tasted of a slightly bitter flavor, like
+that of dried orange-peel?"
+
+"Oh, yes, yes!"
+
+"Then that explains all," said Monte Cristo. "Your
+grandfather knows, then, that a poisoner lives here; perhaps
+he even suspects the person. He has been fortifying you, his
+beloved child, against the fatal effects of the poison,
+which has failed because your system was already impregnated
+with it. But even this would have availed little against a
+more deadly medium of death employed four days ago, which is
+generally but too fatal."
+
+"But who, then, is this assassin, this murderer?"
+
+"Let me also ask you a question. Have you never seen any one
+enter your room at night?"
+
+"Oh, yes; I have frequently seen shadows pass close to me,
+approach, and disappear; but I took them for visions raised
+by my feverish imagination, and indeed when you entered I
+thought I was under the influence of delirium."
+
+"Then you do not know who it is that attempts your life?"
+
+"No," said Valentine; "who could desire my death?"
+
+"You shall know it now, then," said Monte Cristo, listening.
+
+"How do you mean?" said Valentine, looking anxiously around.
+
+"Because you are not feverish or delirious to-night, but
+thoroughly awake; midnight is striking, which is the hour
+murderers choose."
+
+"Oh, heavens," exclaimed Valentine, wiping off the drops
+which ran down her forehead. Midnight struck slowly and
+sadly; every hour seemed to strike with leaden weight upon
+the heart of the poor girl. "Valentine," said the count,
+"summon up all your courage; still the beatings of your
+heart; do not let a sound escape you, and feign to be
+asleep; then you will see." Valentine seized the count's
+hand. "I think I hear a noise," she said; "leave me."
+
+"Good-by, for the present," replied the count, walking upon
+tiptoe towards the library door, and smiling with an
+expression so sad and paternal that the young girl's heart
+was filled with gratitude. Before closing the door he turned
+around once more, and said, "Not a movement -- not a word;
+let them think you asleep, or perhaps you may be killed
+before I have the power of helping you." And with this
+fearful injunction the count disappeared through the door,
+which noiselessly closed after him.
+
+
+
+Chapter 101
+Locusta.
+
+Valentine was alone; two other clocks, slower than that of
+Saint-Philippe du Roule, struck the hour of midnight from
+different directions, and excepting the rumbling of a few
+carriages all was silent. Then Valentine's attention was
+engrossed by the clock in her room, which marked the
+seconds. She began counting them, remarking that they were
+much slower than the beatings of her heart; and still she
+doubted, -- the inoffensive Valentine could not imagine that
+any one should desire her death. Why should they? To what
+end? What had she done to excite the malice of an enemy?
+There was no fear of her falling asleep. One terrible idea
+pressed upon her mind, -- that some one existed in the world
+who had attempted to assassinate her, and who was about to
+endeavor to do so again. Supposing this person, wearied at
+the inefficacy of the poison, should, as Monte Cristo
+intimated, have recourse to steel! -- What if the count
+should have no time to run to her rescue! -- What if her
+last moments were approaching, and she should never again
+see Morrel! When this terrible chain of ideas presented
+itself, Valentine was nearly persuaded to ring the bell, and
+call for help. But through the door she fancied she saw the
+luminous eye of the count -- that eye which lived in her
+memory, and the recollection overwhelmed her with so much
+shame that she asked herself whether any amount of gratitude
+could ever repay his adventurous and devoted friendship.
+
+Twenty minutes, twenty tedious minutes, passed thus, then
+ten more, and at last the clock struck the half-flour. Just
+then the sound of finger-nails slightly grating against the
+door of the library informed Valentine that the count was
+still watching, and recommended her to do the same; at the
+same time, on the opposite side, that is towards Edward's
+room, Valentine fancied that she heard the creaking of the
+floor; she listened attentively, holding her breath till she
+was nearly suffocated; the lock turned, and the door slowly
+opened. Valentine had raised herself upon her elbow, and had
+scarcely time to throw herself down on the bed and shade her
+eyes with her arm; then, trembling, agitated, and her heart
+beating with indescribable terror, she awaited the event.
+
+Some one approached the bed and drew back the curtains.
+Valentine summoned every effort, and breathed with that
+regular respiration which announces tranquil sleep.
+"Valentine!" said a low voice. Still silent: Valentine had
+promised not to awake. Then everything was still, excepting
+that Valentine heard the almost noiseless sound of some
+liquid being poured into the glass she had just emptied.
+Then she ventured to open her eyelids, and glance over her
+extended arm. She saw a woman in a white dressing-gown
+pouring a liquor from a phial into her glass. During this
+short time Valentine must have held her breath, or moved in
+some slight degree, for the woman, disturbed, stopped and
+leaned over the bed, in order the better to ascertain
+whether Valentine slept -- it was Madame de Villefort.
+
+On recognizing her step-mother, Valentine could not repress
+a shudder, which caused a vibration in the bed. Madame de
+Villefort instantly stepped back close to the wall, and
+there, shaded by the bed-curtains, she silently and
+attentively watched the slightest movement of Valentine. The
+latter recollected the terrible caution of Monte Cristo; she
+fancied that the hand not holding the phial clasped a long
+sharp knife. Then collecting all her remaining strength, she
+forced herself to close her eyes; but this simple operation
+upon the most delicate organs of our frame, generally so
+easy to accomplish, became almost impossible at this moment,
+so much did curiosity struggle to retain the eyelid open and
+learn the truth. Madame de Villefort, however, reassured by
+the silence, which was alone disturbed by the regular
+breathing of Valentine, again extended her hand, and half
+hidden by the curtains succeeded in emptying the contents of
+the phial into the glass. Then she retired so gently that
+Valentine did not know she had left the room. She only
+witnessed the withdrawal of the arm -- the fair round arm of
+a woman but twenty-five years old, and who yet spread death
+around her.
+
+It is impossible to describe the sensations experienced by
+Valentine during the minute and a half Madame de Villefort
+remained in the room. The grating against the library-door
+aroused the young girl from the stupor in which she was
+plunged, and which almost amounted to insensibility. She
+raised her head with an effort. The noiseless door again
+turned on its hinges, and the Count of Monte Cristo
+reappeared. "Well," said he, "do you still doubt?"
+
+"Oh," murmured the young girl.
+
+"Have you seen?"
+
+"Alas!"
+
+"Did you recognize?" Valentine groaned. "Oh, yes;" she said,
+"I saw, but I cannot believe!"
+
+"Would you rather die, then, and cause Maximilian's death?"
+
+"Oh," repeated the young girl, almost bewildered, "can I not
+leave the house? -- can I not escape?"
+
+"Valentine, the hand which now threatens you will pursue you
+everywhere; your servants will be seduced with gold, and
+death will be offered to you disguised in every shape. You
+will find it in the water you drink from the spring, in the
+fruit you pluck from the tree."
+
+"But did you not say that my kind grandfather's precaution
+had neutralized the poison?"
+
+"Yes, but not against a strong dose; the poison will be
+changed, and the quantity increased." He took the glass and
+raised it to his lips. "It is already done," he said;
+"brucine is no longer employed, but a simple narcotic! I can
+recognize the flavor of the alcohol in which it has been
+dissolved. If you had taken what Madame de Villefort has
+poured into your glass, Valentine -- Valentine -- you would
+have been doomed!"
+
+"But," exclaimed the young girl, "why am I thus pursued?"
+
+"Why? -- are you so kind -- so good -- so unsuspicious of
+ill, that you cannot understand, Valentine?"
+
+"No, I have never injured her."
+
+"But you are rich, Valentine; you have 200,000 livres a
+year, and you prevent her son from enjoying these 200,000
+livres."
+
+"How so? The fortune is not her gift, but is inherited from
+my relations."
+
+"Certainly; and that is why M. and Madame de Saint-Meran
+have died; that is why M. Noirtier was sentenced the day he
+made you his heir; that is why you, in your turn, are to die
+-- it is because your father would inherit your property,
+and your brother, his only son, succeed to his."
+
+"Edward? Poor child! Are all these crimes committed on his
+account?"
+
+"Ah, then you at length understand?"
+
+"Heaven grant that this may not be visited upon him!"
+
+"Valentine, you are an angel!"
+
+"But why is my grandfather allowed to live?"
+
+"It was considered, that you dead, the fortune would
+naturally revert to your brother, unless he were
+disinherited; and besides, the crime appearing useless, it
+would be folly to commit it."
+
+"And is it possible that this frightful combination of
+crimes has been invented by a woman?"
+
+"Do you recollect in the arbor of the Hotel des Postes, at
+Perugia, seeing a man in a brown cloak, whom your stepmother
+was questioning upon aqua tofana? Well, ever since then, the
+infernal project has been ripening in her brain."
+
+"Ah, then, indeed, sir," said the sweet girl, bathed in
+tears, "I see that I am condemned to die!"
+
+"No, Valentine, for I have foreseen all their plots; no,
+your enemy is conquered since we know her, and you will
+live, Valentine -- live to be happy yourself, and to confer
+happiness upon a noble heart; but to insure this you must
+rely on me."
+
+"Command me, sir -- what am I to do?"
+
+"You must blindly take what I give you."
+
+"Alas, were it only for my own sake, I should prefer to
+die!"
+
+"You must not confide in any one -- not even in your
+father."
+
+"My father is not engaged in this fearful plot, is he, sir?"
+asked Valentine, clasping her hands.
+
+"No; and yet your father, a man accustomed to judicial
+accusations, ought to have known that all these deaths have
+not happened naturally; it is he who should have watched
+over you -- he should have occupied my place -- he should
+have emptied that glass -- he should have risen against the
+assassin. Spectre against spectre!" he murmured in a low
+voice, as he concluded his sentence.
+
+"Sir," said Valentine, "I will do all I can to live. for
+there are two beings whose existence depends upon mine -- my
+grandfather and Maximilian."
+
+"I will watch over them as I have over you."
+
+"Well, sir, do as you will with me;" and then she added, in
+a low voice, "oh, heavens, what will befall me?"
+
+"Whatever may happen, Valentine, do not be alarmed; though
+you suffer; though you lose sight, hearing, consciousness,
+fear nothing; though you should awake and be ignorant where
+you are, still do not fear; even though you should find
+yourself in a sepulchral vault or coffin. Reassure yourself,
+then, and say to yourself: `At this moment, a friend, a
+father, who lives for my happiness and that of Maximilian,
+watches over me!'"
+
+"Alas, alas, what a fearful extremity!"
+
+"Valentine, would you rather denounce your stepmother?"
+
+"I would rather die a hundred times -- oh, yes, die!"
+
+"No, you will not die; but will you promise me, whatever
+happens, that you will not complain, but hope?"
+
+"I will think of Maximilian!"
+
+"You are my own darling child, Valentine! I alone can save
+you, and I will." Valentine in the extremity of her terror
+joined her hands, -- for she felt that the moment had
+arrived to ask for courage, -- and began to pray, and while
+uttering little more than incoherent words, she forgot that
+her white shoulders had no other covering than her long
+hair, and that the pulsations of her heart could he seen
+through the lace of her nightdress. Monte Cristo gently laid
+his hand on the young girl's arm, drew the velvet coverlet
+close to her throat, and said with a paternal smile, -- "My
+child, believe in my devotion to you as you believe in the
+goodness of providence and the love of Maximilian."
+
+Then he drew from his waistcoat-pocket the little emerald
+box, raised the golden lid, and took from it a pastille
+about the size of a pea, which he placed in her hand. She
+took it, and looked attentively on the count; there was an
+expression on the face of her intrepid protector which
+commanded her veneration. She evidently interrogated him by
+her look. "Yes," said he. Valentine carried the pastille to
+her mouth, and swallowed it. "And now, my dear child, adieu
+for the present. I will try and gain a little sleep, for you
+are saved."
+
+"Go," said Valentine, "whatever happens, I promise you not
+to fear."
+
+Monte Cristo for some time kept his eyes fixed on the young
+girl, who gradually fell asleep, yielding to the effects of
+the narcotic the count had given her. Then he took the
+glass, emptied three parts of the contents in the fireplace,
+that it might be supposed Valentine had taken it, and
+replaced it on the table; then he disappeared, after
+throwing a farewell glance on Valentine, who slept with the
+confidence and innocence of an angel.
+
+
+
+Chapter 102
+Valentine.
+
+The night-light continued to burn on the chimney-piece,
+exhausting the last drops of oil which floated on the
+surface of the water. The globe of the lamp appeared of a
+reddish hue, and the flame, brightening before it expired,
+threw out the last flickerings which in an inanimate object
+have been so often compared with the convulsions of a human
+creature in its final agonies. A dull and dismal light was
+shed over the bedclothes and curtains surrounding the young
+girl. All noise in the streets had ceased, and the silence
+was frightful. It was then that the door of Edward's room
+opened, and a head we have before noticed appeared in the
+glass opposite; it was Madame de Villefort, who came to
+witness the effects of the drink she had prepared. She
+stopped in the doorway, listened for a moment to the
+flickering of the lamp, the only sound in that deserted
+room, and then advanced to the table to see if Valentine's
+glass were empty. It was still about a quarter full, as we
+before stated. Madame de Villefort emptied the contents into
+the ashes, which she disturbed that they might the more
+readily absorb the liquid; then she carefully rinsed the
+glass, and wiping it with her handkerchief replaced it on
+the table.
+
+If any one could have looked into the room just then he
+would have noticed the hesitation with which Madame de
+Villefort approached the bed and looked fixedly on
+Valentine. The dim light, the profound silence, and the
+gloomy thoughts inspired by the hour, and still more by her
+own conscience, all combined to produce a sensation of fear;
+the poisoner was terrified at the contemplation of her own
+work. At length she rallied, drew aside the curtain, and
+leaning over the pillow gazed intently on Valentine. The
+young girl no longer breathed, no breath issued through the
+half-closed teeth; the white lips no longer quivered -- the
+eyes were suffused with a bluish vapor, and the long black
+lashes rested on a cheek white as wax. Madame de Villefort
+gazed upon the face so expressive even in its stillness;
+then she ventured to raise the coverlet and press her hand
+upon the young girl's heart. It was cold and motionless. She
+only felt the pulsation in her own fingers, and withdrew her
+hand with a shudder. One arm was hanging out of the bed;
+from shoulder to elbow it was moulded after the arms of
+Germain Pillon's "Graces,"* but the fore-arm seemed to be
+slightly distorted by convulsion, and the hand, so
+delicately formed, was resting with stiff outstretched
+fingers on the framework of the bed. The nails, too, were
+turning blue.
+
+* Germain Pillon was a famous French sculptor (1535-1598).
+His best known work is "The Three Graces," now in the
+Louvre.
+
+Madame de Villefort had no longer any doubt; all was over --
+she had consummated the last terrible work she had to
+accomplish. There was no more to do in the room, so the
+poisoner retired stealthily, as though fearing to hear the
+sound of her own footsteps; but as she withdrew she still
+held aside the curtain, absorbed in the irresistible
+attraction always exerted by the picture of death, so long
+as it is merely mysterious and does not excite disgust. Just
+then the lamp again flickered; the noise startled Madame de
+Villefort, who shuddered and dropped the curtain.
+Immediately afterwards the light expired, and the room was
+plunged in frightful obscurity, while the clock at that
+minute struck half-past four. Overpowered with agitation,
+the poisoner succeeded in groping her way to the door, and
+reached her room in an agony of fear.
+
+The darkness lasted two hours longer; then by degrees a cold
+light crept through the Venetian blinds, until at length it
+revealed the objects in the room. About this time the
+nurse's cough was heard on the stairs and the woman entered
+the room with a cup in her hand. To the tender eye of a
+father or a lover, the first glance would have sufficed to
+reveal Valentine's condition; but to this hireling,
+Valentine only appeared to sleep. "Good," she exclaimed,
+approaching the table, "she has taken part of her draught;
+the glass is three-quarters empty."
+
+Then she went to the fireplace and lit the fire, and
+although she had just left her bed, she could not resist the
+temptation offered by Valentine's sleep, so she threw
+herself into an arm-chair to snatch a little more rest. The
+clock striking eight awoke her. Astonished at the prolonged
+slumber of the patient, and frightened to see that the arm
+was still hanging out of the bed, she advanced towards
+Valentine, and for the first time noticed the white lips.
+She tried to replace the arm, but it moved with a frightful
+rigidity which could not deceive a sick-nurse. She screamed
+aloud; then running to the door exclaimed, -- "Help, help!"
+
+"What is the matter?" asked M. d'Avrigny, at the foot of the
+stairs, it being the hour he usually visited her.
+
+"What is it?" asked Villefort, rushing from his room.
+"Doctor, do you hear them call for help?"
+
+"Yes, yes; let us hasten up; it was in Valentine's room."
+But before the doctor and the father could reach the room,
+the servants who were on the same floor had entered, and
+seeing Valentine pale and motionless on her bed, they lifted
+up their hands towards heaven and stood transfixed, as
+though struck by lightening. "Call Madame de Villefort! --
+wake Madame de Villefort!" cried the procureur from the door
+of his chamber, which apparently he scarcely dared to leave.
+But instead of obeying him, the servants stood watching M.
+d'Avrigny, who ran to Valentine, and raised her in his arms.
+"What? -- this one, too?" he exclaimed. "Oh, where will be
+the end?" Villefort rushed into the room. "What are you
+saying, doctor?" he exclaimed, raising his hands to heaven.
+
+"I say that Valentine is dead!" replied d'Avrigny, in a
+voice terrible in its solemn calm.
+
+M. de Villefort staggered and buried his head in the bed. On
+the exclamation of the doctor and the cry of the father, the
+servants all fled with muttered imprecations; they were
+heard running down the stairs and through the long passages,
+then there was a rush in the court, afterwards all was
+still; they had, one and all, deserted the accursed house.
+Just then, Madame de Villefort, in the act of slipping on
+her dressing-gown, threw aside the drapery and for a moment
+stood motionless, as though interrogating the occupants of
+the room, while she endeavored to call up some rebellious
+tears. On a sudden she stepped, or rather bounded, with
+outstretched arms, towards the table. She saw d'Avrigny
+curiously examining the glass, which she felt certain of
+having emptied during the night. It was now a third full,
+just as it was when she threw the contents into the ashes.
+The spectre of Valentine rising before the poisoner would
+have alarmed her less. It was, indeed, the same color as the
+draught she had poured into the glass, and which Valentine
+had drank; it was indeed the poison, which could not deceive
+M. d'Avrigny, which he now examined so closely; it was
+doubtless a miracle from heaven, that, notwithstanding her
+precautions, there should be some trace, some proof
+remaining to reveal the crime. While Madame de Villefort
+remained rooted to the spot like a statue of terror, and
+Villefort, with his head hidden in the bedclothes, saw
+nothing around him, d'Avrigny approached the window, that he
+might the better examine the contents of the glass, and
+dipping the tip of his finger in, tasted it. "Ah," he
+exclaimed, "it is no longer brucine that is used; let me see
+what it is!"
+
+Then he ran to one of the cupboards in Valentine's room,
+which had been transformed into a medicine closet, and
+taking from its silver case a small bottle of nitric acid,
+dropped a little of it into the liquor, which immediately
+changed to a blood-red color. "Ah," exclaimed d'Avrigny, in
+a voice in which the horror of a judge unveiling the truth
+was mingled with the delight of a student making a
+discovery. Madame de Villefort was overpowered, her eyes
+first flashed and then swam, she staggered towards the door
+and disappeared. Directly afterwards the distant sound of a
+heavy weight falling on the ground was heard, but no one
+paid any attention to it; the nurse was engaged in watching
+the chemical analysis, and Villefort was still absorbed in
+grief. M. d'Avrigny alone had followed Madame de Villefort
+with his eyes, and watched her hurried retreat. He lifted up
+the drapery over the entrance to Edward's room, and his eye
+reaching as far as Madame de Villefort's apartment, he
+beheld her extended lifeless on the floor. "Go to the
+assistance of Madame de Villefort," he said to the nurse.
+"Madame de Villefort is ill."
+
+"But Mademoiselle de Villefort " -- stammered the nurse.
+
+"Mademoiselle de Villefort no longer requires help," said
+d'Avrigny, "since she is dead."
+
+"Dead, -- dead!" groaned forth Villefort, in a paroxysm of
+grief, which was the more terrible from the novelty of the
+sensation in the iron heart of that man.
+
+"Dead!" repeated a third voice. "Who said Valentine was
+dead?"
+
+The two men turned round, and saw Morrel standing at the
+door, pale and terror-stricken. This is what had happened.
+At the usual time, Morrel had presented himself at the
+little door leading to Noirtier's room. Contrary to custom,
+the door was open, and having no occasion to ring he
+entered. He waited for a moment in the hall and called for a
+servant to conduct him to M. Noirtier; but no one answered,
+the servants having, as we know, deserted the house. Morrel
+had no particular reason for uneasiness; Monte Cristo had
+promised him that Valentine should live, and so far he had
+always fulfilled his word. Every night the count had given
+him news, which was the next morning confirmed by Noirtier.
+Still this extraordinary silence appeared strange to him,
+and he called a second and third time; still no answer. Then
+he determined to go up. Noirtier's room was opened, like all
+the rest. The first thing he saw was the old man sitting in
+his arm-chair in his usual place, but his eyes expressed
+alarm, which was confirmed by the pallor which overspread
+his features.
+
+"How are you, sir?" asked Morrel, with a sickness of heart.
+
+"Well," answered the old man, by closing his eyes; but his
+appearance manifested increasing uneasiness.
+
+"You are thoughtful, sir," continued Morrel; "you want
+something; shall I call one of the servants?"
+
+"Yes," replied Noirtier.
+
+Morrel pulled the bell, but though he nearly broke the cord
+no one answered. He turned towards Noirtier; the pallor and
+anguish expressed on his countenance momentarily increased.
+
+"Oh," exclaimed Morrel, "why do they not come? Is any one
+ill in the house?" The eyes of Noirtier seemed as though
+they would start from their sockets. "What is the matter?
+You alarm me. Valentine? Valentine?"
+
+"Yes, yes," signed Noirtier. Maximilian tried to speak, but
+he could articulate nothing; he staggered, and supported
+himself against the wainscot. Then he pointed to the door.
+
+"Yes, yes, yes!" continued the old man. Maximilian rushed up
+the little staircase, while Noirtier's eyes seemed to say,
+-- "Quicker, quicker!"
+
+In a minute the young man darted through several rooms, till
+at length he reached Valentine's. There was no occasion to
+push the door, it was wide open. A sob was the only sound he
+heard. He saw as though in a mist, a black figure kneeling
+and buried in a confused mass of white drapery. A terrible
+fear transfixed him. It was then he heard a voice exclaim
+"Valentine is dead!" and another voice which, like an echo
+repeated, -- "Dead, -- dead!"
+
+
+
+Chapter 103
+Maximilian.
+
+Villefort rose, half ashamed of being surprised in such a
+paroxysm of grief. The terrible office he had held for
+twenty-five years had succeeded in making him more or less
+than man. His glance, at first wandering, fixed itself upon
+Morrel. "Who are you, sir," he asked, "that forget that this
+is not the manner to enter a house stricken with death? Go,
+sir, go!" But Morrel remained motionless; he could not
+detach his eyes from that disordered bed, and the pale
+corpse of the young girl who was lying on it. "Go! -- do you
+hear?" said Villefort, while d'Avrigny advanced to lead
+Morrel out. Maximilian stared for a moment at the corpse,
+gazed all around the room, then upon the two men; he opened
+his mouth to speak, but finding it impossible to give
+utterance to the innumerable ideas that occupied his brain,
+he went out, thrusting his hands through his hair in such a
+manner that Villefort and d'Avrigny, for a moment diverted
+from the engrossing topic, exchanged glances, which seemed
+to say, -- "He is mad!"
+
+But in less than five minutes the staircase groaned beneath
+an extraordinary weight. Morrel was seen carrying, with
+superhuman strength, the arm-chair containing Noirtier
+up-stairs. When he reached the landing he placed the
+arm-chair on the floor and rapidly rolled it into
+Valentine's room. This could only have been accomplished by
+means of unnatural strength supplied by powerful excitement.
+But the most fearful spectacle was Noirtier being pushed
+towards the bed, his face expressing all his meaning, and
+his eyes supplying the want of every other faculty. That
+pale face and flaming glance appeared to Villefort like a
+frightful apparition. Each time he had been brought into
+contact with his father, something terrible had happened.
+"See what they have done!" cried Morrel, with one hand
+leaning on the back of the chair, and the other extended
+towards Valentine. "See, my father, see!"
+
+Villefort drew back and looked with astonishment on the
+young man, who, almost a stranger to him, called Noirtier
+his father. At this moment the whole soul of the old man
+seemed centred in his eyes which became bloodshot; the veins
+of the throat swelled; his cheeks and temples became purple,
+as though he was struck with epilepsy; nothing was wanting
+to complete this but the utterance of a cry. And the cry
+issued from his pores, if we may thus speak -- a cry
+frightful in its silence. D'Avrigny rushed towards the old
+man and made him inhale a powerful restorative.
+
+"Sir," cried Morrel, seizing the moist hand of the
+paralytic, "they ask me who I am, and what right I have to
+be here. Oh, you know it, tell them, tell them!" And the
+young man's voice was choked by sobs. As for the old man,
+his chest heaved with his panting respiration. One could
+have thought that he was undergoing the agonies preceding
+death. At length, happier than the young man, who sobbed
+without weeping, tears glistened in the eyes of Noirtier.
+"Tell them," said Morrel in a hoarse voice, "tell them that
+I am her betrothed. Tell them she was my beloved, my noble
+girl, my only blessing in the world. Tell them -- oh, tell
+them, that corpse belongs to me!"
+
+The young man overwhelmed by the weight of his anguish, fell
+heavily on his knees before the bed, which his fingers
+grasped with convulsive energy. D'Avrigny, unable to bear
+the sight of this touching emotion, turned away; and
+Villefort, without seeking any further explanation, and
+attracted towards him by the irresistible magnetism which
+draws us towards those who have loved the people for whom we
+mourn, extended his hand towards the young man. But Morrel
+saw nothing; he had grasped the hand of Valentine, and
+unable to weep vented his agony in groans as he bit the
+sheets. For some time nothing was heard in that chamber but
+sobs, exclamations, and prayers. At length Villefort, the
+most composed of all, spoke: "Sir," said he to Maximilian,
+"you say you loved Valentine, that you were betrothed to
+her. I knew nothing of this engagement, of this love, yet I,
+her father, forgive you, for I see that your grief is real
+and deep; and besides my own sorrow is too great for anger
+to find a place in my heart. But you see that the angel whom
+you hoped for has left this earth -- she has nothing more to
+do with the adoration of men. Take a last farewell, sir, of
+her sad remains; take the hand you expected to possess once
+more within your own, and then separate yourself from her
+forever. Valentine now requires only the ministrations of
+the priest."
+
+"You are mistaken, sir," exclaimed Morrel, raising himself
+on one knee, his heart pierced by a more acute pang than any
+he had yet felt -- "you are mistaken; Valentine, dying as
+she has, not only requires a priest, but an avenger. You, M.
+de Villefort, send for the priest; I will be the avenger."
+
+"What do you mean, sir?" asked Villefort, trembling at the
+new idea inspired by the delirium of Morrel.
+
+"I tell you, sir, that two persons exist in you; the father
+has mourned sufficiently, now let the procureur fulfil his
+office."
+
+The eyes of Noirtier glistened, and d'Avrigny approached.
+
+"Gentlemen," said Morrel, reading all that passed through
+the minds of the witnesses to the scene, "I know what I am
+saying, and you know as well as I do what I am about to say
+-- Valentine has been assassinated!" Villefort hung his
+head, d'Avrigny approached nearer, and Noirtier said "Yes"
+with his eyes. "Now, sir," continued Morrel, "in these days
+no one can disappear by violent means without some inquiries
+being made as to the cause of her disappearance, even were
+she not a young, beautiful, and adorable creature like
+Valentine. Mr. Procureur," said Morrel with increasing
+vehemence, "no mercy is allowed; I denounce the crime; it is
+your place to seek the assassin." The young man's implacable
+eyes interrogated Villefort, who, on his side, glanced from
+Noirtier to d'Avrigny. But instead of finding sympathy in
+the eyes of the doctor and his father, he only saw an
+expression as inflexible as that of Maximilian. "Yes,"
+indicated the old man.
+
+"Assuredly," said d'Avrigny.
+
+"Sir," said Villefort, striving to struggle against this
+triple force and his own emotion, -- "sir, you are deceived;
+no one commits crimes here. I am stricken by fate. It is
+horrible, indeed, but no one assassinates."
+
+The eyes of Noirtier lighted up with rage, and d'Avrigny
+prepared to speak. Morrel, however, extended his arm, and
+commanded silence. "And I say that murders are committed
+here," said Morrel, whose voice, though lower in tone, lost
+none of its terrible distinctness: "I tell you that this is
+the fourth victim within the last four months. I tell you,
+Valentine's life was attempted by poison four days ago,
+though she escaped, owing to the precautions of M. Noirtier.
+I tell you that the dose has been double, the poison
+changed, and that this time it has succeeded. I tell you
+that you know these things as well as I do, since this
+gentleman has forewarned you, both as a doctor and as a
+friend."
+
+"Oh, you rave, sir," exclaimed Villefort, in vain
+endeavoring to escape the net in which he was taken.
+
+"I rave?" said Morrel; "well, then, I appeal to M. d'Avrigny
+himself. Ask him, sir, if he recollects the words he uttered
+in the garden of this house on the night of Madame de
+Saint-Meran's death. You thought yourselves alone, and
+talked about that tragical death, and the fatality you
+mentioned then is the same which has caused the murder of
+Valentine." Villefort and d'Avrigny exchanged looks. "Yes,
+yes," continued Morrel; "recall the scene, for the words you
+thought were only given to silence and solitude fell into my
+ears. Certainly, after witnessing the culpable indolence
+manifested by M. de Villefort towards his own relations, I
+ought to have denounced him to the authorities; then I
+should not have been an accomplice to thy death, as I now
+am, sweet, beloved Valentine; but the accomplice shall
+become the avenger. This fourth murder is apparent to all,
+and if thy father abandon thee, Valentine, it is I, and I
+swear it, that shall pursue the assassin." And this time, as
+though nature had at least taken compassion on the vigorous
+frame, nearly bursting with its own strength, the words of
+Morrel were stifled in his throat; his breast heaved; the
+tears, so long rebellious, gushed from his eyes; and he
+threw himself weeping on his knees by the side of the bed.
+
+Then d'Avrigny spoke. "And I, too," he exclaimed in a low
+voice, "I unite with M. Morrel in demanding justice for
+crime; my blood boils at the idea of having encouraged a
+murderer by my cowardly concession."
+
+"Oh, merciful heavens!" murmured Villefort. Morrel raised
+his head, and reading the eyes of the old man, which gleamed
+with unnatural lustre, -- "Stay," he said, "M. Noirtier
+wishes to speak."
+
+"Yes," indicated Noirtier, with an expression the more
+terrible, from all his faculties being centred in his
+glance.
+
+"Do you know the assassin?" asked Morrel.
+
+"Yes," replied Noirtier.
+
+"And will you direct us?" exclaimed the young man. "Listen,
+M. d'Avrigny, listen!" Noirtier looked upon Morrel with one
+of those melancholy smiles which had so often made Valentine
+happy, and thus fixed his attention. Then, having riveted
+the eyes of his interlocutor on his own, he glanced towards
+the door.
+
+"Do you wish me to leave?" said Morrel, sadly.
+
+"Yes," replied Noirtier.
+
+"Alas, alas, sir, have pity on me!"
+
+The old man's eyes remained fixed on the door.
+
+"May I, at least, return?" asked Morrel.
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Must I leave alone?"
+
+"No."
+
+"Whom am I to take with me? The procureur?"
+
+"No."
+
+"The doctor?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"You wish to remain alone with M. de Villefort?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"But can he understand you?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Oh," said Villefort, inexpressibly delighted to think that
+the inquiries were to be made by him alone, -- "oh, be
+satisfied, I can understand my father." D'Avrigny took the
+young man's arm, and led him out of the room. A more than
+deathlike silence then reigned in the house. At the end of a
+quarter of an hour a faltering footstep was heard, and
+Villefort appeared at the door of the apartment where
+d'Avrigny and Morrel had been staying, one absorbed in
+meditation, the other in grief. "You can come," he said, and
+led them back to Noirtier. Morrel looked attentively on
+Villefort. His face was livid, large drops rolled down his
+face, and in his fingers he held the fragments of a quill
+pen which he had torn to atoms.
+
+"Gentlemen," he said in a hoarse voice, "give me your word
+of honor that this horrible secret shall forever remain
+buried amongst ourselves!" The two men drew back.
+
+"I entreat you." -- continued Villefort.
+
+"But," said Morrel, "the culprit -- the murderer -- the
+assassin."
+
+"Do not alarm yourself, sir; justice will be done," said
+Villefort. "My father has revealed the culprit's name; my
+father thirsts for revenge as much as you do, yet even he
+conjures you as I do to keep this secret. Do you not,
+father?"
+
+"Yes," resolutely replied Noirtier. Morrel suffered an
+exclamation of horror and surprise to escape him. "Oh, sir,"
+said Villefort, arresting Maximilian by the arm, "if my
+father, the inflexible man, makes this request, it is
+because he knows, be assured, that Valentine will be
+terribly revenged. Is it not so, father?" The old man made a
+sign in the affirmative. Villefort continued: "He knows me,
+and I have pledged my word to him. Rest assured, gentlemen,
+that within three days, in a less time than justice would
+demand, the revenge I shall have taken for the murder of my
+child will be such as to make the boldest heart tremble;"
+and as he spoke these words he ground his teeth, and grasped
+the old man's senseless hand.
+
+"Will this promise be fulfilled, M. Noirtier?" asked Morrel,
+while d'Avrigny looked inquiringly.
+
+"Yes," replied Noirtier with an expression of sinister joy.
+
+"Swear, then," said Villefort, joining the hands of Morrel
+and d'Avrigny, "swear that you will spare the honor of my
+house, and leave me to avenge my child." D'Avrigny turned
+round and uttered a very feeble "Yes," but Morrel,
+disengaging his hand, rushed to the bed, and after having
+pressed the cold lips of Valentine with his own, hurriedly
+left, uttering a long, deep groan of despair and anguish. We
+have before stated that all the servants had fled. M. de
+Villefort was therefore obliged to request M. d'Avrigny to
+superintend all the arrangements consequent upon a death in
+a large city, more especially a death under such suspicious
+circumstances.
+
+It was something terrible to witness the silent agony, the
+mute despair of Noirtier, whose tears silently rolled down
+his cheeks. Villefort retired to his study, and d'Avrigny
+left to summon the doctor of the mayoralty, whose office it
+is to examine bodies after decease, and who is expressly
+named "the doctor of the dead." M. Noirtier could not be
+persuaded to quit his grandchild. At the end of a quarter of
+an hour M. d'Avrigny returned with his associate; they found
+the outer gate closed, and not a servant remaining in the
+house; Villefort himself was obliged to open to them. But he
+stopped on the landing; he had not the courage to again
+visit the death chamber. The two doctors, therefore, entered
+the room alone. Noirtier was near the bed, pale, motionless,
+and silent as the corpse. The district doctor approached
+with the indifference of a man accustomed to spend half his
+time amongst the dead; he then lifted the sheet which was
+placed over the face, and just unclosed the lips.
+
+"Alas," said d'Avrigny, "she is indeed dead, poor child!"
+
+"Yes," answered the doctor laconically, dropping the sheet
+he had raised. Noirtier uttered a kind of hoarse, rattling
+sound; the old man's eyes sparkled, and the good doctor
+understood that he wished to behold his child. He therefore
+approached the bed, and while his companion was dipping the
+fingers with which he had touched the lips of the corpse in
+chloride of lime, he uncovered the calm and pale face, which
+looked like that of a sleeping angel. A tear, which appeared
+in the old man's eye, expressed his thanks to the doctor.
+The doctor of the dead then laid his permit on the corner of
+the table, and having fulfilled his duty, was conducted out
+by d'Avrigny. Villefort met them at the door of his study;
+having in a few words thanked the district doctor, he turned
+to d'Avrigny, and said, -- "And now the priest."
+
+"Is there any particular priest you wish to pray with
+Valentine?" asked d'Avrigny.
+
+"No." said Villefort; "fetch the nearest."
+
+"The nearest," said the district doctor, "is a good Italian
+abbe, who lives next door to you. Shall I call on him as I
+pass?"
+
+"D'Avrigny," said Villefort, "be so kind, I beseech you, as
+to accompany this gentleman. Here is the key of the door, so
+that you can go in and out as you please; you will bring the
+priest with you, and will oblige me by introducing him into
+my child's room."
+
+"Do you wish to see him?"
+
+"I only wish to be alone. You will excuse me, will you not?
+A priest can understand a father's grief." And M. de
+Villefort, giving the key to d'Avrigny, again bade farewell
+to the strange doctor, and retired to his study, where he
+began to work. For some temperaments work is a remedy for
+all afflictions. As the doctors entered the street, they saw
+a man in a cassock standing on the threshold of the next
+door. "This is the abbe of whom I spoke," said the doctor to
+d'Avrigny. D'Avrigny accosted the priest. "Sir," he said,
+"are you disposed to confer a great obligation on an unhappy
+father who has just lost his daughter? I mean M. de
+Villefort, the king's attorney."
+
+"Ah," said the priest, in a marked Italian accent; "yes, I
+have heard that death is in that house."
+
+"Then I need not tell you what kind of service he requires
+of you."
+
+"I was about to offer myself, sir," said the priest; "it is
+our mission to forestall our duties."
+
+"It is a young girl."
+
+"I know it, sir; the servants who fled from the house
+informed me. I also know that her name is Valentine, and I
+have already prayed for her."
+
+"Thank you, sir," said d'Avrigny; "since you have commenced
+your sacred office, deign to continue it. Come and watch by
+the dead, and all the wretched family will be grateful to
+you."
+
+"I am going, sir; and I do not hesitate to say that no
+prayers will be more fervent than mine." D'Avrigny took the
+priest's hand, and without meeting Villefort, who was
+engaged in his study, they reached Valentine's room, which
+on the following night was to be occupied by the
+undertakers. On entering the room, Noirtier's eyes met those
+of the abbe, and no doubt he read some particular expression
+in them, for he remained in the room. D'Avrigny recommended
+the attention of the priest to the living as well as to the
+dead, and the abbe promised to devote his prayers to
+Valentine and his attentions to Noirtier. In order,
+doubtless, that he might not be disturbed while fulfilling
+his sacred mission, the priest rose as soon as d'Avrigny
+departed, and not only bolted the door through which the
+doctor had just left, but also that leading to Madame de
+Villefort's room.
+
+
+
+Chapter 104
+Danglars Signature.
+
+The next morning dawned dull and cloudy. During the night
+the undertakers had executed their melancholy office, and
+wrapped the corpse in the winding-sheet, which, whatever may
+be said about the equality of death, is at least a last
+proof of the luxury so pleasing in life. This winding-sheet
+was nothing more than a beautiful piece of cambric, which
+the young girl had bought a fortnight before. During the
+evening two men, engaged for the purpose, had carried
+Noirtier from Valentine's room into his own, and contrary to
+all expectation there was no difficulty in withdrawing him
+from his child. The Abbe Busoni had watched till daylight,
+and then left without calling any one. D'Avrigny returned
+about eight o'clock in the morning; he met Villefort on his
+way to Noirtier's room, and accompanied him to see how the
+old man had slept. They found him in the large arm-chair,
+which served him for a bed, enjoying a calm, nay, almost a
+smiling sleep. They both stood in amazement at the door.
+
+"See," said d'Avrigny to Villefort, "nature knows how to
+alleviate the deepest sorrow. No one can say that M.
+Noirtier did not love his child, and yet he sleeps."
+
+"Yes, you are right," replied Villefort, surprised; "he
+sleeps, indeed! And this is the more strange, since the
+least contradiction keeps him awake all night."
+
+"Grief has stunned him," replied d'Avrigny; and they both
+returned thoughtfully to the procureur's study.
+
+"See, I have not slept," said Villefort, showing his
+undisturbed bed; "grief does not stun me. I have not been in
+bed for two nights; but then look at my desk; see what I
+have written during these two days and nights. I have filled
+those papers, and have made out the accusation against the
+assassin Benedetto. Oh, work, work, -- my passion, my joy,
+my delight, -- it is for thee to alleviate my sorrows!" and
+he convulsively grasped the hand of d'Avrigny.
+
+"Do you require my services now?" asked d'Avrigny.
+
+"No," said Villefort; "only return again at eleven o'clock;
+at twelve the -- the -- oh, heavens, my poor, poor child!"
+and the procureur again becoming a man, lifted up his eyes
+and groaned.
+
+"Shall you be present in the reception room?"
+
+"No; I have a cousin who has undertaken this sad office. I
+shall work, doctor -- when I work I forget everything." And,
+indeed, no sooner had the doctor left the room, than he was
+again absorbed in study. On the doorsteps d'Avrigny met the
+cousin whom Villefort had mentioned, a personage as
+insignificant in our story as in the world he occupied --
+one of those beings designed from their birth to make
+themselves useful to others. He was punctual, dressed in
+black, with crape around his hat, and presented himself at
+his cousin's with a face made up for the occasion, and which
+he could alter as might be required. At twelve o'clock the
+mourning-coaches rolled into the paved court, and the Rue du
+Faubourg Saint-Honore was filled with a crowd of idlers,
+equally pleased to witness the festivities or the mourning
+of the rich, and who rush with the same avidity to a funeral
+procession as to the marriage of a duchess.
+
+Gradually the reception-room filled, and some of our old
+friends made their appearance -- we mean Debray,
+Chateau-Renaud, and Beauchamp, accompanied by all the
+leading men of the day at the bar, in literature, or the
+army, for M. de Villefort moved in the first Parisian
+circles, less owing to his social position than to his
+personal merit. The cousin standing at the door ushered in
+the guests, and it was rather a relief to the indifferent to
+see a person as unmoved as themselves, and who did not exact
+a mournful face or force tears, as would have been the case
+with a father, a brother, or a lover. Those who were
+acquainted soon formed into little groups. One of them was
+made of Debray, Chateau-Renaud, and Beauchamp.
+
+"Poor girl," said Debray, like the rest, paying an
+involuntary tribute to the sad event, -- "poor girl, so
+young, so rich, so beautiful! Could you have imagined this
+scene, Chateau-Renaud, when we saw her, at the most three
+weeks ago, about to sign that contract?"
+
+"Indeed, no," said Chateau-Renaud -- "Did you know her?"
+
+"I spoke to her once or twice at Madame de Morcerf's, among
+the rest; she appeared to me charming, though rather
+melancholy. Where is her stepmother? Do you know?"
+
+"She is spending the day with the wife of the worthy
+gentleman who is receiving us."
+
+"Who is he?"
+
+"Whom do you mean?"
+
+"The gentleman who receives us? Is he a deputy?"
+
+"Oh, no. I am condemned to witness those gentlemen every
+day," said Beauchamp; "but he is perfectly unknown to me."
+
+"Have you mentioned this death in your paper?"
+
+"It has been mentioned, but the article is not mine; indeed,
+I doubt if it will please M. Villefort, for it says that if
+four successive deaths had happened anywhere else than in
+the house of the king's attorney, he would have interested
+himself somewhat more about it."
+
+"Still," said Chateau-Renaud, "Dr. d'Avrigny, who attends my
+mother, declares he is in despair about it. But whom are you
+seeking, Debray?"
+
+"I am seeking the Count of Monte Cristo" said the young man.
+
+"I met him on the boulevard, on my way here," said
+Beauchamp. "I think he is about to leave Paris; he was going
+to his banker."
+
+"His banker? Danglars is his banker, is he not?" asked
+Chateau-Renaud of Debray.
+
+"I believe so," replied the secretary with slight
+uneasiness. "But Monte Cristo is not the only one I miss
+here; I do not see Morrel."
+
+"Morrel? Do they know him?" asked Chateau-Renaud. "I think
+he has only been introduced to Madame de Villefort."
+
+"Still, he ought to have been here," said Debray; "I wonder
+what will be talked about to-night; this funeral is the news
+of the day. But hush, here comes our minister of justice; he
+will feel obliged to make some little speech to the cousin,"
+and the three young men drew near to listen. Beauchamp told
+the truth when he said that on his way to the funeral he had
+met Monte Cristo, who was directing his steps towards the
+Rue de la Chausse d'Antin, to M. Danglars'.
+
+The banker saw the carriage of the count enter the court
+yard, and advanced to meet him with a sad, though affable
+smile. "Well," said he, extending his hand to Monte Cristo,
+"I suppose you have come to sympathize with me, for indeed
+misfortune has taken possession of my house. When I
+perceived you, I was just asking myself whether I had not
+wished harm towards those poor Morcerfs, which would have
+justified the proverb of `He who wishes misfortunes to
+happen to others experiences them himself.' Well, on my word
+of honor, I answered, `No!' I wished no ill to Morcerf; he
+was a little proud, perhaps, for a man who like myself has
+risen from nothing; but we all have our faults. Do you know,
+count, that persons of our time of life -- not that you
+belong to the class, you are still a young man, -- but as I
+was saying, persons of our time of life have been very
+unfortunate this year. For example, look at the puritanical
+procureur, who has just lost his daughter, and in fact
+nearly all his family, in so singular a manner; Morcerf
+dishonored and dead; and then myself covered with ridicule
+through the villany of Benedetto; besides" --
+
+"Besides what?" asked the Count.
+
+"Alas, do you not know?"
+
+"What new calamity?"
+
+"My daughter" --
+
+"Mademoiselle Danglars?"
+
+"Eugenie has left us!"
+
+"Good heavens, what are you telling me?"
+
+"The truth, my dear count. Oh, how happy you must be in not
+having either wife or children!"
+
+"Do you think so?"
+
+"Indeed I do."
+
+"And so Mademoiselle Danglars" --
+
+"She could not endure the insult offered to us by that
+wretch, so she asked permission to travel."
+
+"And is she gone?"
+
+"The other night she left."
+
+"With Madame Danglars?"
+
+"No, with a relation. But still, we have quite lost our dear
+Eugenie; for I doubt whether her pride will ever allow her
+to return to France."
+
+"Still, baron," said Monte Cristo, "family griefs, or indeed
+any other affliction which would crush a man whose child was
+his only treasure, are endurable to a millionaire.
+Philosophers may well say, and practical men will always
+support the opinion, that money mitigates many trials; and
+if you admit the efficacy of this sovereign balm, you ought
+to be very easily consoled -- you, the king of finance, the
+focus of immeasurable power."
+
+Danglars looked at him askance, as though to ascertain
+whether he spoke seriously. "Yes," he answered, "if a
+fortune brings consolation, I ought to be consoled; I am
+rich."
+
+"So rich, dear sir, that your fortune resembles the
+pyramids; if you wished to demolish them you could not, and
+if it were possible, you would not dare!" Danglars smiled at
+the good-natured pleasantry of the count. "That reminds me,"
+he said, "that when you entered I was on the point of
+signing five little bonds; I have already signed two: will
+you allow me to do the same to the others?"
+
+"Pray do so."
+
+There was a moment's silence, during which the noise of the
+banker's pen was alone heard, while Monte Cristo examined
+the gilt mouldings on the ceiling. "Are they Spanish,
+Haitian, or Neapolitan bonds?" said Monte Cristo. "No," said
+Danglars, smiling, "they are bonds on the bank of France,
+payable to bearer. Stay, count," he added, "you, who may he
+called the emperor, if I claim the title of king of finance,
+have you many pieces of paper of this size, each worth a
+million?" The count took into his hands the papers, which
+Danglars had so proudly presented to him, and read: --
+
+"To the Governor of the Bank. Please pay to my order, from
+the fund deposited by me, the sum of a million, and charge
+the same to my account.
+
+"Baron Danglars."
+
+"One, two, three, four, five," said Monte Cristo; "five
+millions -- why what a Croesus you are!"
+
+"This is how I transact business," said Danglars.
+
+"It is really wonderful," said the count; "above all, if, as
+I suppose, it is payable at sight."
+
+"It is, indeed, said Danglars.
+
+"It is a fine thing to have such credit; really, it is only
+in France these things are done. Five millions on five
+little scraps of paper! -- it must be seen to be believed."
+
+"You do not doubt it?"
+
+"No!"
+
+"You say so with an accent -- stay, you shall be convinced;
+take my clerk to the bank, and you will see him leave it
+with an order on the Treasury for the same sum."
+
+"No," said Monte Cristo folding the five notes, "most
+decidedly not; the thing is so curious, I will make the
+experiment myself. I am credited on you for six millions. I
+have drawn nine hundred thousand francs, you therefore still
+owe me five millions and a hundred thousand francs. I will
+take the five scraps of paper that I now hold as bonds, with
+your signature alone, and here is a receipt in full for the
+six millions between us. I had prepared it beforehand, for I
+am much in want of money to-day." And Monte Cristo placed
+the bonds in his pocket with one hand, while with the other
+he held out the receipt to Danglars. If a thunderbolt had
+fallen at the banker's feet, he could not have experienced
+greater terror.
+
+"What," he stammered, "do you mean to keep that money?
+Excuse me, excuse me, but I owe this money to the charity
+fund, -- a deposit which I promised to pay this morning."
+
+"Oh, well, then," said Monte Cristo, "I am not particular
+about these five notes, pay me in a different form; I
+wished, from curiosity, to take these, that I might be able
+to say that without any advice or preparation the house of
+Danglars had paid me five millions without a minute's delay;
+it would have been remarkable. But here are your bonds; pay
+me differently;" and he held the bonds towards Danglars, who
+seized them like a vulture extending its claws to withhold
+the food that is being wrested from its grasp. Suddenly he
+rallied, made a violent effort to restrain himself, and then
+a smile gradually widened the features of his disturbed
+countenance.
+
+"Certainly," he said, "your receipt is money."
+
+"Oh dear, yes; and if you were at Rome, the house of Thomson
+& French would make no more difficulty about paying the
+money on my receipt than you have just done."
+
+"Pardon me, count, pardon me."
+
+"Then I may keep this money?"
+
+"Yes," said Danglars, while the perspiration started from
+the roots of his hair. "Yes, keep it -- keep it."
+
+Monte Cristo replaced the notes in his pocket with that
+indescribable expression which seemed to say, "Come,
+reflect; if you repent there is till time."
+
+"No," said Danglars, "no, decidedly no; keep my signatures.
+But you know none are so formal as bankers in transacting
+business; I intended this money for the charity fund, and I
+seemed to be robbing them if I did not pay them with these
+precise bonds. How absurd -- as if one crown were not as
+good as another. Excuse me;" and he began to laugh loudly,
+but nervously.
+
+"Certainly, I excuse you," said Monte Cristo graciously,
+"and pocket them." And he placed the bonds in his
+pocket-book.
+
+"But," said Danglars, "there is still a sum of one hundred
+thousand francs?"
+
+"Oh, a mere nothing," said Monte Cristo. "The balance would
+come to about that sum; but keep it, and we shall be quits."
+
+"Count." said Danglars, "are you speaking seriously?"
+
+"I never joke with bankers," said Monte Cristo in a freezing
+manner, which repelled impertinence; and he turned to the
+door, just as the valet de chambre announced, -- "M. de
+Boville, receiver-general of the charities."
+
+"Ma foi," said Monte Cristo; "I think I arrived just in time
+to obtain your signatures, or they would have been disputed
+with me."
+
+Danglars again became pale, and hastened to conduct the
+count out. Monte Cristo exchanged a ceremonious bow with M.
+de Boville, who was standing in the waiting-room, and who
+was introduced into Danglars' room as soon as the count had
+left. The count's sad face was illumined by a faint smile,
+as he noticed the portfolio which the receiver-general held
+in his hand. At the door he found his carriage, and was
+immediately driven to the bank. Meanwhile Danglars,
+repressing all emotion, advanced to meet the
+receiver-general. We need not say that a smile of
+condescension was stamped upon his lips. "Good-morning,
+creditor," said he; "for I wager anything it is the creditor
+who visits me."
+
+"You are right, baron," answered M. de Boville; "the
+charities present themselves to you through me: the widows
+and orphans depute me to receive alms to the amount of five
+millions from you."
+
+"And yet they say orphans are to be pitied," said Danglars,
+wishing to prolong the jest. "Poor things!"
+
+"Here I am in their name," said M. de Boville; "but did you
+receive my letter yesterday?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"I have brought my receipt."
+
+"My dear M. de Boville, your widows and orphans must oblige
+me by waiting twenty-four hours, since M. de Monte Cristo
+whom you just saw leaving here -- you did see him, I think?"
+
+"Yes; well?"
+
+"Well, M. de Monte Cristo has just carried off their five
+millions."
+
+"How so?"
+
+"The count has an unlimited credit upon me; a credit opened
+by Thomson & French, of Rome; he came to demand five
+millions at once, which I paid him with checks on the bank.
+My funds are deposited there, and you can understand that if
+I draw out ten millions on the same day it will appear
+rather strange to the governor. Two days will be a different
+thing," said Danglars, smiling.
+
+"Come," said Boville, with a tone of entire incredulity,
+"five millions to that gentleman who just left, and who
+bowed to me as though he knew me?"
+
+"Perhaps he knows you, though you do not know him; M. de
+Monte Cristo knows everybody."
+
+"Five millions!"
+
+"Here is his receipt. Believe your own eyes." M. de Boville
+took the paper Danglars presented him, and read: --
+
+"Received of Baron Danglars the sum of five million one
+hundred thousand francs, to be repaid on demand by the house
+of Thomson & French of Rome."
+
+"It is really true," said M. de Boville.
+
+"Do you know the house of Thomson & French?"
+
+"Yes, I once had business to transact with it to the amount
+of 200,000 francs; but since then I have not heard it
+mentioned."
+
+"It is one of the best houses in Europe," said Danglars,
+carelessly throwing down the receipt on his desk.
+
+"And he had five millions in your hands alone! Why, this
+Count of Monte Cristo must be a nabob?"
+
+"Indeed I do not know what he is; he has three unlimited
+credits -- one on me, one on Rothschild, one on Lafitte;
+and, you see," he added carelessly, "he has given me the
+preference, by leaving a balance of 100,000 francs." M. de
+Boville manifested signs of extraordinary admiration. "I
+must visit him," he said, "and obtain some pious grant from
+him."
+
+"Oh, you may make sure of him; his charities alone amount to
+20,000 francs a month."
+
+"It is magnificent! I will set before him the example of
+Madame de Morcerf and her son."
+
+"What example?"
+
+"They gave all their fortune to the hospitals."
+
+"What fortune?"
+
+"Their own -- M. de Morcerf's, who is deceased."
+
+"For what reason?"
+
+"Because they would not spend money so guiltily acquired."
+
+"And what are they to live upon?"
+
+"The mother retires into the country, and the son enters the
+army."
+
+"Well, I must confess, these are scruples."
+
+"I registered their deed of gift yesterday."
+
+"And how much did they possess?"
+
+"Oh, not much -- from twelve to thirteen hundred thousand
+francs. But to return to our millions."
+
+"Certainly," said Danglars, in the most natural tone in the
+world. "Are you then pressed for this money?"
+
+"Yes; for the examination of our cash takes place
+to-morrow."
+
+"To-morrow? Why did you not tell me so before? Why, it is as
+good as a century! At what hour does the examination take
+place?"
+
+"At two o'clock."
+
+"Send at twelve," said Danglars, smiling. M. de Boville said
+nothing, but nodded his head, and took up the portfolio.
+"Now I think of it, you can do better," said Danglars.
+
+"How do you mean?"
+
+"The receipt of M. de Monte Cristo is as good as money; take
+it to Rothschild's or Lafitte's, and they will take it off
+your hands at once."
+
+"What, though payable at Rome?"
+
+"Certainly; it will only cost you a discount of 5,000 or
+6,000 francs." The receiver started back. "Ma foi," he said,
+"I prefer waiting till to-morrow. What a proposition!"
+
+"I thought, perhaps," said Danglars with supreme
+impertinence, "that you had a deficiency to make up?"
+
+"Indeed," said the receiver.
+
+"And if that were the case it would be worth while to make
+some sacrifice."
+
+"Thank you, no, sir "
+
+"Then it will be to-morrow."
+
+"Yes; but without fail."
+
+"Ah, you are laughing at me; send to-morrow at twelve, and
+the bank shall be notified."
+
+"I will come myself."
+
+"Better still, since it will afford me the pleasure of
+seeing you." They shook hands. "By the way," said M. de
+Boville, "are you not going to the funeral of poor
+Mademoiselle de Villefort, which I met on my road here?"
+
+"No," said the banker; "I have appeared rather ridiculous
+since that affair of Benedetto, so I remain in the
+background."
+
+"Bah, you are wrong. How were you to blame in that affair?"
+
+"Listen -- when one bears an irreproachable name, as I do,
+one is rather sensitive."
+
+"Everybody pities you, sir; and, above all, Mademoiselle
+Danglars!"
+
+"Poor Eugenie!" said Danglars; "do you know she is going to
+embrace a religious life?"
+
+"No."
+
+"Alas, it is unhappily but too true. The day after the
+event, she decided on leaving Paris with a nun of her
+acquaintance; they are gone to seek a very strict convent in
+Italy or Spain."
+
+"Oh, it is terrible!" and M. de Boville retired with this
+exclamation, after expressing acute sympathy with the
+father. But he had scarcely left before Danglars, with an
+energy of action those can alone understand who have seen
+Robert Macaire represented by Frederic,* exclaimed, --
+"Fool!" Then enclosing Monte Cristo's receipt in a little
+pocket-book, he added: -- "Yes, come at twelve o'clock; I
+shall then be far away." Then he double-locked his door,
+emptied all his drawers, collected about fifty thousand
+francs in bank-notes, burned several papers, left others
+exposed to view, and then commenced writing a letter which
+he addressed:
+
+"To Madame la Baronne Danglars."
+
+* Frederic Lemaitre -- French actor (1800-1876). Robert
+Macaire is the hero of two favorite melodramas -- "Chien de
+Montargis" and "Chien d'Aubry" -- and the name is applied to
+bold criminals as a term of derision.
+
+"I will place it on her table myself to-night," he murmured.
+Then taking a passport from his drawer he said, -- "Good, it
+is available for two months longer."
+
+
+
+Chapter 105
+The Cemetery of Pere-la-Chaise.
+
+M. de Boville had indeed met the funeral procession which
+was taking Valentine to her last home on earth. The weather
+was dull and stormy, a cold wind shook the few remaining
+yellow leaves from the boughs of the trees, and scattered
+them among the crowd which filled the boulevards. M. de
+Villefort, a true Parisian, considered the cemetery of
+Pere-la-Chaise alone worthy of receiving the mortal remains
+of a Parisian family; there alone the corpses belonging to
+him would be surrounded by worthy associates. He had
+therefore purchased a vault, which was quickly occupied by
+members of his family. On the front of the monument was
+inscribed: "The families of Saint-Meran and Villefort," for
+such had been the last wish expressed by poor Renee,
+Valentine's mother. The pompous procession therefore wended
+its way towards Pere-la-Chaise from the Faubourg
+Saint-Honore. Having crossed Paris, it passed through the
+Faubourg du Temple, then leaving the exterior boulevards, it
+reached the cemetery. More than fifty private carriages
+followed the twenty mourning-coaches, and behind them more
+than five hundred persons joined in the procession on foot.
+
+These last consisted of all the young people whom
+Valentine's death had struck like a thunderbolt, and who,
+notwithstanding the raw chilliness of the season, could not
+refrain from paying a last tribute to the memory of the
+beautiful, chaste, and adorable girl, thus cut off in the
+flower of her youth. As they left Paris, an equipage with
+four horses, at full speed, was seen to draw up suddenly; it
+contained Monte Cristo. The count left the carriage and
+mingled in the crowd who followed on foot. Chateau-Renaud
+perceived him and immediately alighting from his coupe,
+joined him.
+
+The count looked attentively through every opening in the
+crowd; he was evidently watching for some one, but his
+search ended in disappointment. "Where is Morrel?" he asked;
+"do either of these gentlemen know where he is?"
+
+"We have already asked that question," said Chateau-Renaud,
+"for none of us has seen him." The count was silent, but
+continued to gaze around him. At length they arrived at the
+cemetery. The piercing eye of Monte Cristo glanced through
+clusters of bushes and trees, and was soon relieved from all
+anxiety, for seeing a shadow glide between the yew-trees,
+Monte Cristo recognized him whom he sought. One funeral is
+generally very much like another in this magnificent
+metropolis. Black figures are seen scattered over the long
+white avenues; the silence of earth and heaven is alone
+broken by the noise made by the crackling branches of hedges
+planted around the monuments; then follows the melancholy
+chant of the priests, mingled now and then with a sob of
+anguish, escaping from some woman concealed behind a mass of
+flowers.
+
+The shadow Monte Cristo had noticed passed rapidly behind
+the tomb of Abelard and Heloise, placed itself close to the
+heads of the horses belonging to the hearse, and following
+the undertaker's men, arrived with them at the spot
+appointed for the burial. Each person's attention was
+occupied. Monte Cristo saw nothing but the shadow, which no
+one else observed. Twice the count left the ranks to see
+whether the object of his interest had any concealed weapon
+beneath his clothes. When the procession stopped, this
+shadow was recognized as Morrel, who, with his coat buttoned
+up to his throat, his face livid, and convulsively crushing
+his hat between his fingers, leaned against a tree, situated
+on an elevation commanding the mausoleum, so that none of
+the funeral details could escape his observation. Everything
+was conducted in the usual manner. A few men, the least
+impressed of all by the scene, pronounced a discourse, some
+deploring this premature death, others expatiating on the
+grief of the father, and one very ingenious person quoting
+the fact that Valentine had solicited pardon of her father
+for criminals on whom the arm of justice was ready to fall
+-- until at length they exhausted their stores of metaphor
+and mournful speeches.
+
+Monte Cristo heard and saw nothing, or rather he only saw
+Morrel, whose calmness had a frightful effect on those who
+knew what was passing in his heart. "See," said Beauchamp,
+pointing out Morrel to Debray. "What is he doing up there?"
+And they called Chateau-Renaud's attention to him.
+
+"How pale he is!" said Chateau-Renaud, shuddering.
+
+"He is cold," said Debray.
+
+"Not at all," said Chateau-Renaud, slowly; "I think he is
+violently agitated. He is very susceptible."
+
+"Bah," said Debray; "he scarcely knew Mademoiselle de
+Villefort; you said so yourself."
+
+"True. Still I remember he danced three times with her at
+Madame de Morcerf's. Do you recollect that ball, count,
+where you produced such an effect?"
+
+"No, I do not," replied Monte Cristo, without even knowing
+of what or to whom he was speaking, so much was he occupied
+in watching Morrel, who was holding his breath with emotion.
+"The discourse is over; farewell, gentlemen," said the
+count. And he disappeared without anyone seeing whither he
+went. The funeral being over, the guests returned to Paris.
+Chateau-Renaud looked for a moment for Morrel; but while
+they were watching the departure of the count, Morrel had
+quitted his post, and Chateau-Renaud, failing in his search,
+joined Debray and Beauchamp.
+
+Monte Cristo concealed himself behind a large tomb and
+awaited the arrival of Morrel, who by degrees approached the
+tomb now abandoned by spectators and workmen. Morrel threw a
+glance around, but before it reached the spot occupied by
+Monte Cristo the latter had advanced yet nearer, still
+unperceived. The young man knelt down. The count, with
+outstretched neck and glaring eyes, stood in an attitude
+ready to pounce upon Morrel upon the first occasion. Morrel
+bent his head till it touched the stone, then clutching the
+grating with both hands, he murmured, -- "Oh, Valentine!"
+The count's heart was pierced by the utterance of these two
+words; he stepped forward, and touching the young man's
+shoulder, said, -- "I was looking for you, my friend." Monte
+Cristo expected a burst of passion, but he was deceived, for
+Morrel turning round, said calmly, --
+
+"You see I was praying." The scrutinizing glance of the
+count searched the young man from head to foot. He then
+seemed more easy.
+
+"Shall I drive you back to Paris?" he asked.
+
+"No, thank you."
+
+"Do you wish anything?"
+
+"Leave me to pray." The count withdrew without opposition,
+but it was only to place himself in a situation where he
+could watch every movement of Morrel, who at length arose,
+brushed the dust from his knees, and turned towards Paris,
+without once looking back. He walked slowly down the Rue de
+la Roquette. The count, dismissing his carriage, followed
+him about a hundred paces behind. Maximilian crossed the
+canal and entered the Rue Meslay by the boulevards. Five
+minutes after the door had been closed on Morrel's entrance,
+it was again opened for the count. Julie was at the entrance
+of the garden, where she was attentively watching Penelon,
+who, entering with zeal into his profession of gardener, was
+very busy grafting some Bengal roses. "Ah, count," she
+exclaimed, with the delight manifested by every member of
+the family whenever he visited the Rue Meslay.
+
+"Maximilian has just returned, has he not, madame?" asked
+the count.
+
+"Yes, I think I saw him pass; but pray, call Emmanuel."
+
+"Excuse me, madame, but I must go up to Maximilian's room
+this instant," replied Monte Cristo, "I have something of
+the greatest importance to tell him."
+
+"Go, then," she said with a charming smile, which
+accompanied him until he had disappeared. Monte Cristo soon
+ran up the staircase conducting from the ground-floor to
+Maximilian's room; when he reached the landing he listened
+attentively, but all was still. Like many old houses
+occupied by a single family, the room door was panelled with
+glass; but it was locked, Maximilian was shut in, and it was
+impossible to see what was passing in the room, because a
+red curtain was drawn before the glass. The count's anxiety
+was manifested by a bright color which seldom appeared on
+the face of that imperturbable man.
+
+"What shall I do!" he uttered, and reflected for a moment;
+"shall I ring? No, the sound of a bell, announcing a
+visitor, will but accelerate the resolution of one in
+Maximilian's situation, and then the bell would be followed
+by a louder noise." Monte Cristo trembled from head to foot
+and as if his determination had been taken with the rapidity
+of lightning, he struck one of the panes of glass with his
+elbow; the glass was shivered to atoms, then withdrawing the
+curtain he saw Morrel, who had been writing at his desk,
+bound from his seat at the noise of the broken window.
+
+"I beg a thousand pardons," said the count, "there is
+nothing the matter, but I slipped down and broke one of your
+panes of glass with my elbow. Since it is opened, I will
+take advantage of it to enter your room; do not disturb
+yourself -- do not disturb yourself!" And passing his hand
+through the broken glass, the count opened the door. Morrel,
+evidently discomposed, came to meet Monte Cristo less with
+the intention of receiving him than to exclude his entry.
+"Ma foi," said Monte Cristo, rubbing his elbow, "it's all
+your servant's fault; your stairs are so polished, it is
+like walking on glass."
+
+"Are you hurt, sir?" coldly asked Morrel.
+
+"I believe not. But what are you about there? You were
+writing."
+
+"I?"
+
+"Your fingers are stained with ink."
+
+"Ah, true, I was writing. I do sometimes, soldier though I
+am."
+
+Monte Cristo advanced into the room; Maximilian was obliged
+to let him pass, but he followed him. "You were writing?"
+said Monte Cristo with a searching look.
+
+"I have already had the honor of telling you I was," said
+Morrel.
+
+The count looked around him. "Your pistols are beside your
+desk," said Monte Cristo, pointing with his finger to the
+pistols on the table.
+
+"I am on the point of starting on a journey," replied Morrel
+disdainfully.
+
+"My friend," exclaimed Monte Cristo in a tone of exquisite
+sweetness.
+
+"Sir?"
+
+"My friend, my dear Maximilian, do not make a hasty
+resolution, I entreat you."
+
+"I make a hasty resolution?" said Morrel, shrugging his
+shoulders; "is there anything extraordinary in a journey?"
+
+"Maximilian," said the count, "let us both lay aside the
+mask we have assumed. You no more deceive me with that false
+calmness than I impose upon you with my frivolous
+solicitude. You can understand, can you not, that to have
+acted as I have done, to have broken that glass, to have
+intruded on the solitude of a friend -- you can understand
+that, to have done all this, I must have been actuated by
+real uneasiness, or rather by a terrible conviction. Morrel,
+you are going to destroy yourself!"
+
+"Indeed, count," said Morrel, shuddering; "what has put this
+into your head?"
+
+"I tell you that you are about to destroy yourself,"
+continued the count, "and here is proof of what I say;" and,
+approaching the desk, he removed the sheet of paper which
+Morrel had placed over the letter he had begun, and took the
+latter in his hands.
+
+Morrel rushed forward to tear it from him, but Monte Cristo
+perceiving his intention, seized his wrist with his iron
+grasp. "You wish to destroy yourself," said the count; "you
+have written it."
+
+"Well," said Morrel, changing his expression of calmness for
+one of violence -- "well, and if I do intend to turn this
+pistol against myself, who shall prevent me -- who will dare
+prevent me? All my hopes are blighted, my heart is broken,
+my life a burden, everything around me is sad and mournful;
+earth has become distasteful to me, and human voices
+distract me. It is a mercy to let me die, for if I live I
+shall lose my reason and become mad. When, sir, I tell you
+all this with tears of heartfelt anguish, can you reply that
+I am wrong, can you prevent my putting an end to my
+miserable existence? Tell me, sir, could you have the
+courage to do so?"
+
+"Yes, Morrel," said Monte Cristo, with a calmness which
+contrasted strangely with the young man's excitement; "yes,
+I would do so."
+
+"You?" exclaimed Morrel, with increasing anger and reproach
+-- "you, who have deceived me with false hopes, who have
+cheered and soothed me with vain promises, when I might, if
+not have saved her, at least have seen her die in my arms!
+You, who pretend to understand everything, even the hidden
+sources of knowledge, -- and who enact the part of a
+guardian angel upon earth, and could not even find an
+antidote to a poison administered to a young girl! Ah, sir,
+indeed you would inspire me with pity, were you not hateful
+in my eyes."
+
+"Morrel" --
+
+"Yes; you tell me to lay aside the mask, and I will do so,
+be satisfied! When you spoke to me at the cemetery, I
+answered you -- my heart was softened; when you arrived
+here, I allowed you to enter. But since you abuse my
+confidence, since you have devised a new torture after I
+thought I had exhausted them all, then, Count of Monte
+Cristo my pretended benefactor -- then, Count of Monte
+Cristo, the universal guardian, be satisfied, you shall
+witness the death of your friend;" and Morrel, with a
+maniacal laugh, again rushed towards the pistols.
+
+"And I again repeat, you shall not commit suicide."
+
+"Prevent me, then!" replied Morrel, with another struggle,
+which, like the first, failed in releasing him from the
+count's iron grasp.
+
+"I will prevent you."
+
+"And who are you, then, that arrogate to yourself this
+tyrannical right over free and rational beings?"
+
+"Who am I?" repeated Monte Cristo. "Listen; I am the only
+man in the world having the right to say to you, `Morrel,
+your father's son shall not die to-day;'" and Monte Cristo,
+with an expression of majesty and sublimity, advanced with
+arms folded toward the young man, who, involuntarily
+overcome by the commanding manner of this man, recoiled a
+step.
+
+"Why do you mention my father?" stammered he; "why do you
+mingle a recollection of him with the affairs of today?"
+
+"Because I am he who saved your father's life when he wished
+to destroy himself, as you do to-day -- because I am the man
+who sent the purse to your young sister, and the Pharaon to
+old Morrel -- because I am the Edmond Dantes who nursed you,
+a child, on my knees." Morrel made another step back,
+staggering, breathless, crushed; then all his strength give
+way, and he fell prostrate at the feet of Monte Cristo. Then
+his admirable nature underwent a complete and sudden
+revulsion; he arose, rushed out of the room and to the
+stairs, exclaiming energetically, "Julie, Julie -- Emmanuel,
+Emmanuel!"
+
+Monte Cristo endeavored also to leave, but Maximilian would
+have died rather than relax his hold of the handle of the
+door, which he closed upon the count. Julie, Emmanuel, and
+some of the servants, ran up in alarm on hearing the cries
+of Maximilian. Morrel seized their hands, and opening the
+door exclaimed in a voice choked with sobs, "On your knees
+-- on your knees -- he is our benefactor -- the saviour of
+our father! He is" --
+
+He would have added "Edmond Dantes," but the count seized
+his arm and prevented him. Julie threw herself into the arms
+of the count; Emmanuel embraced him as a guardian angel;
+Morrel again fell on his knees, and struck the ground with
+his forehead. Then the iron-hearted man felt his heart swell
+in his breast; a flame seemed to rush from his throat to his
+eyes, he bent his head and wept. For a while nothing was
+heard in the room but a succession of sobs, while the
+incense from their grateful hearts mounted to heaven. Julie
+had scarcely recovered from her deep emotion when she rushed
+out of the room, descended to the next floor, ran into the
+drawing-room with childlike joy and raised the crystal globe
+which covered the purse given by the unknown of the Allees
+de Meillan. Meanwhile, Emmanuel in a broken voice said to
+the count, "Oh, count, how could you, hearing us so often
+speak of our unknown benefactor, seeing us pay such homage
+of gratitude and adoration to his memory, -- how could you
+continue so long without discovering yourself to us? Oh, it
+was cruel to us, and -- dare I say it? -- to you also."
+
+"Listen, my friends," said the count -- "I may call you so
+since we have really been friends for the last eleven years
+-- the discovery of this secret has been occasioned by a
+great event which you must never know. I wish to bury it
+during my whole life in my own bosom, but your brother
+Maximilian wrested it from me by a violence he repents of
+now, I am sure." Then turning around, and seeing that
+Morrel, still on his knees, had thrown himself into an
+arm-chair, be added in a low voice, pressing Emmanuel's hand
+significantly, "Watch over him."
+
+"Why so?" asked the young man, surprised.
+
+"I cannot explain myself; but watch over him." Emmanuel
+looked around the room and caught sight of the pistols; his
+eyes rested on the weapons, and he pointed to them. Monte
+Cristo bent his head. Emmanuel went towards the pistols.
+"Leave them," said Monte Cristo. Then walking towards
+Morrel, he took his hand; the tumultuous agitation of the
+young man was succeeded by a profound stupor. Julie
+returned, holding the silken purse in her hands, while tears
+of joy rolled down her cheeks, like dewdrops on the rose.
+
+"Here is the relic," she said; "do not think it will be less
+dear to us now we are acquainted with our benefactor!"
+
+"My child," said Monte Cristo, coloring, "allow me to take
+back that purse? Since you now know my face, I wish to be
+remembered alone through the affection I hope you will grant
+me.
+
+"Oh," said Julie, pressing the purse to her heart, "no, no,
+I beseech you do not take it, for some unhappy day you will
+leave us, will you not?"
+
+"You have guessed rightly, madame," replied Monte Cristo,
+smiling; "in a week I shall have left this country, where so
+many persons who merit the vengeance of heaven lived
+happily, while my father perished of hunger and grief."
+While announcing his departure, the count fixed his eyes on
+Morrel, and remarked that the words, "I shall have left this
+country," had failed to rouse him from his lethargy. He then
+saw that he must make another struggle against the grief of
+his friend, and taking the hands of Emmanuel and Julie,
+which he pressed within his own, he said with the mild
+authority of a father, "My kind friends, leave me alone with
+Maximilian." Julie saw the means offered of carrying off her
+precious relic, which Monte Cristo had forgotten. She drew
+her husband to the door. "Let us leave them," she said. The
+count was alone with Morrel, who remained motionless as a
+statue.
+
+"Come," said Monte-Cristo, touching his shoulder with his
+finger, "are you a man again, Maximilian?"
+
+"Yes; for I begin to suffer again."
+
+The count frowned, apparently in gloomy hesitation.
+
+"Maximilian, Maximilian," he said, "the ideas you yield to
+are unworthy of a Christian."
+
+"Oh, do not fear, my friend," said Morrel, raising his head,
+and smiling with a sweet expression on the count; "I shall
+no longer attempt my life."
+
+"Then we are to have no more pistols -- no more despair?"
+
+"No; I have found a better remedy for my grief than either a
+bullet or a knife."
+
+"Poor fellow, what is it?"
+
+"My grief will kill me of itself."
+
+"My friend," said Monte Cristo, with an expression of
+melancholy equal to his own, "listen to me. One day, in a
+moment of despair like yours, since it led to a similar
+resolution, I also wished to kill myself; one day your
+father, equally desperate, wished to kill himself too. If
+any one had said to your father, at the moment he raised the
+pistol to his head -- if any one had told me, when in my
+prison I pushed back the food I had not tasted for three
+days -- if anyone had said to either of us then, `Live --
+the day will come when you will be happy, and will bless
+life!' -- no matter whose voice had spoken, we should have
+heard him with the smile of doubt, or the anguish of
+incredulity, -- and yet how many times has your father
+blessed life while embracing you -- how often have I myself"
+--
+
+"Ah," exclaimed Morrel, interrupting the count, "you had
+only lost your liberty, my father had only lost his fortune,
+but I have lost Valentine."
+
+"Look at me," said Monte Cristo, with that expression which
+sometimes made him so eloquent and persuasive -- "look at
+me. There are no tears in my eyes, nor is there fever in my
+veins, yet I see you suffer -- you, Maximilian, whom I love
+as my own son. Well, does not this tell you that in grief,
+as in life, there is always something to look forward to
+beyond? Now, if I entreat, if I order you to live, Morrel,
+it is in the conviction that one day you will thank me for
+having preserved your life."
+
+"Oh, heavens," said the young man, "oh, heavens -- what are
+you saying, count? Take care. But perhaps you have never
+loved!"
+
+"Child!" replied the count.
+
+"I mean, as I love. You see, I have been a soldier ever
+since I attained manhood. I reached the age of twenty-nine
+without loving, for none of the feelings I before then
+experienced merit the apellation of love. Well, at
+twenty-nine I saw Valentine; for two years I have loved her,
+for two years I have seen written in her heart, as in a
+book, all the virtues of a daughter and wife. Count, to
+possess Valentine would have been a happiness too infinite,
+too ecstatic, too complete, too divine for this world, since
+it has been denied me; but without Valentine the earth is
+desolate."
+
+"I have told you to hope," said the count.
+
+"Then have a care, I repeat, for you seek to persuade me,
+and if you succeed I should lose my reason, for I should
+hope that I could again behold Valentine." The count smiled.
+"My friend, my father," said Morrel with excitement, "have a
+care, I again repeat, for the power you wield over me alarms
+me. Weigh your words before you speak, for my eyes have
+already become brighter, and my heart beats strongly; be
+cautious, or you will make me believe in supernatural
+agencies. I must obey you, though you bade me call forth the
+dead or walk upon the water."
+
+"Hope, my friend," repeated the count.
+
+"Ah," said Morrel, falling from the height of excitement to
+the abyss of despair -- "ah, you are playing with me, like
+those good, or rather selfish mothers who soothe their
+children with honeyed words, because their screams annoy
+them. No, my friend, I was wrong to caution you; do not
+fear, I will bury my grief so deep in my heart, I will
+disguise it so, that you shall not even care to sympathize
+with me. Adieu, my friend, adieu!"
+
+"On the contrary," said the count, "after this time you must
+live with me -- you must not leave me, and in a week we
+shall have left France behind us."
+
+"And you still bid me hope?"
+
+"I tell you to hope, because I have a method of curing you."
+
+"Count, you render me sadder than before, if it be possible.
+You think the result of this blow has been to produce an
+ordinary grief, and you would cure it by an ordinary remedy
+-- change of scene." And Morrel dropped his head with
+disdainful incredulity. "What can I say more?" asked Monte
+Cristo. "I have confidence in the remedy I propose, and only
+ask you to permit me to assure you of its efficacy."
+
+"Count, you prolong my agony."
+
+"Then," said the count, "your feeble spirit will not even
+grant me the trial I request? Come -- do you know of what
+the Count of Monte Cristo is capable? do you know that he
+holds terrestrial beings under his control? nay, that he can
+almost work a miracle? Well, wait for the miracle I hope to
+accomplish, or" --
+
+"Or?" repeated Morrel.
+
+"Or, take care, Morrel, lest I call you ungrateful."
+
+"Have pity on me, count!"
+
+"I feel so much pity towards you, Maximilian, that -- listen
+to me attentively -- if I do not cure you in a month, to the
+day, to the very hour, mark my words, Morrel, I will place
+loaded pistols before you, and a cup of the deadliest
+Italian poison -- a poison more sure and prompt than that
+which has killed Valentine."
+
+"Will you promise me?"
+
+"Yes; for I am a man, and have suffered like yourself, and
+also contemplated suicide; indeed, often since misfortune
+has left me I have longed for the delights of an eternal
+sleep."
+
+"But you are sure you will promise me this?" said Morrel,
+intoxicated. "I not only promise, but swear it!" said Monte
+Cristo extending his hand.
+
+"In a month, then, on your honor, if I am not consoled, you
+will let me take my life into my own hands, and whatever may
+happen you will not call me ungrateful?"
+
+"In a month, to the day, the very hour and the date are
+sacred, Maximilian. I do not know whether you remember that
+this is the 5th of September; it is ten years to-day since I
+saved your father's life, who wished to die." Morrel seized
+the count's hand and kissed it; the count allowed him to pay
+the homage he felt due to him. "In a month you will find on
+the table, at which we shall be then sitting, good pistols
+and a delicious draught; but, on the other hand, you must
+promise me not to attempt your life before that time."
+
+"Oh, I also swear it!" Monte Cristo drew the young man
+towards him, and pressed him for some time to his heart.
+"And now," he said, "after to-day, you will come and live
+with me; you can occupy Haidee's apartment, and my daughter
+will at least be replaced by my son."
+
+"Haidee?" said Morrel, "what has become of her?"
+
+"She departed last night."
+
+"To leave you?"
+
+"To wait for me. Hold yourself ready then to join me at the
+Champs Elysees, and lead me out of this house without any
+one seeing my departure." Maximilian hung his head, and
+obeyed with childlike reverence.
+
+
+
+Chapter 106
+Dividing the Proceeds.
+
+The apartment on the second floor of the house in the Rue
+Saint-Germain-des-Pres, where Albert de Morcerf had selected
+a home for his mother, was let to a very mysterious person.
+This was a man whose face the concierge himself had never
+seen, for in the winter his chin was buried in one of the
+large red handkerchiefs worn by gentlemen's coachmen on a
+cold night, and in the summer he made a point of always
+blowing his nose just as he approached the door. Contrary to
+custom, this gentleman had not been watched, for as the
+report ran that he was a person of high rank, and one who
+would allow no impertinent interference, his incognito was
+strictly respected.
+
+His visits were tolerably regular, though occasionally he
+appeared a little before or after his time, but generally,
+both in summer and winter, he took possession of his
+apartment about four o'clock, though he never spent the
+night there. At half-past three in the winter the fire was
+lighted by the discreet servant, who had the superintendence
+of the little apartment, and in the summer ices were placed
+on the table at the same hour. At four o'clock, as we have
+already stated, the mysterious personage arrived. Twenty
+minutes afterwards a carriage stopped at the house, a lady
+alighted in a black or dark blue dress, and always thickly
+veiled; she passed like a shadow through the lodge, and ran
+up-stairs without a sound escaping under the touch of her
+light foot. No one ever asked her where she was going. Her
+face, therefore, like that of the gentleman, was perfectly
+unknown to the two concierges, who were perhaps unequalled
+throughout the capital for discretion. We need not say she
+stopped at the second floor. Then she tapped in a peculiar
+manner at a door, which after being opened to admit her was
+again fastened, and curiosity penetrated no farther. They
+used the same precautions in leaving as in entering the
+house. The lady always left first, and as soon as she had
+stepped into her carriage, it drove away, sometimes towards
+the right hand, sometimes to the left; then about twenty
+minutes afterwards the gentleman would also leave, buried in
+his cravat or concealed by his handkerchief.
+
+The day after Monte Cristo had called upon Danglars, the
+mysterious lodger entered at ten o'clock in the morning
+instead of four in the afternoon. Almost directly
+afterwards, without the usual interval of time, a cab
+arrived, and the veiled lady ran hastily up-stairs. The door
+opened, but before it could be closed, the lady exclaimed:
+"Oh, Lucien -- oh, my friend!" The concierge therefore heard
+for the first time that the lodger's name was Lucien; still,
+as he was the very perfection of a door-keeper, he made up
+his mind not to tell his wife. "Well, what is the matter, my
+dear?" asked the gentleman whose name the lady's agitation
+revealed; "tell me what is the matter."
+
+"Oh, Lucien, can I confide in you?"
+
+"Of course, you know you can do so. But what can be the
+matter? Your note of this morning has completely bewildered
+me. This precipitation -- this unusual appointment. Come,
+ease me of my anxiety, or else frighten me at once."
+
+"Lucien, a great event has happened!" said the lady,
+glancing inquiringly at Lucien, -- "M. Danglars left last
+night!"
+
+"Left? -- M. Danglars left? Where has he gone?"
+
+"I do not know."
+
+"What do you mean? Has he gone intending not to return?"
+
+"Undoubtedly; -- at ten o'clock at night his horses took him
+to the barrier of Charenton; there a post-chaise was waiting
+for him -- he entered it with his valet de chambre, saying
+that he was going to Fontainebleau."
+
+"Then what did you mean" --
+
+"Stay -- he left a letter for me."
+
+"A letter?"
+
+"Yes; read it." And the baroness took from her pocket a
+letter which she gave to Debray. Debray paused a moment
+before reading, as if trying to guess its contents, or
+perhaps while making up his mind how to act, whatever it
+might contain. No doubt his ideas were arranged in a few
+minutes, for he began reading the letter which caused so
+much uneasiness in the heart of the baroness, and which ran
+as follows: --
+
+"Madame and most faithful wife."
+
+Debray mechanically stopped and looked at the baroness,
+whose face became covered with blushes. "Read," she said.
+
+Debray continued: --
+
+"When you receive this, you will no longer have a husband.
+Oh, you need not be alarmed, you will only have lost him as
+you have lost your daughter; I mean that I shall be
+travelling on one of the thirty or forty roads leading out
+of France. I owe you some explanations for my conduct, and
+as you are a woman that can perfectly understand me, I will
+give them. Listen, then. I received this morning five
+millions which I paid away; almost directly afterwards
+another demand for the same sum was presented to me; I put
+this creditor off till to-morrow and I intend leaving
+to-day, to escape that to-morrow, which would be rather too
+unpleasant for me to endure. You understand this, do you
+not, my most precious wife? I say you understand this,
+because you are as conversant with my affairs as I am;
+indeed, I think you understand them better, since I am
+ignorant of what has become of a considerable portion of my
+fortune, once very tolerable, while I am sure, madame, that
+you know perfectly well. For women have infallible
+instincts; they can even explain the marvellous by an
+algebraic calculation they have invented; but I, who only
+understand my own figures, know nothing more than that one
+day these figures deceived me. Have you admired the rapidity
+of my fall? Have you been slightly dazzled at the sudden
+fusion of my ingots? I confess I have seen nothing but the
+fire; let us hope you have found some gold among the ashes.
+With this consoling idea, I leave you, madame, and most
+prudent wife, without any conscientious reproach for
+abandoning you; you have friends left, and the ashes I have
+already mentioned, and above all the liberty I hasten to
+restore to you. And here, madame, I must add another word of
+explanation. So long as I hoped you were working for the
+good of our house and for the fortune of our daughter, I
+philosophically closed my eyes; but as you have transformed
+that house into a vast ruin I will not be the foundation of
+another man's fortune. You were rich when I married you, but
+little respected. Excuse me for speaking so very candidly,
+but as this is intended only for ourselves, I do not see why
+I should weigh my words. I have augmented our fortune, and
+it has continued to increase during the last fifteen years,
+till extraordinary and unexpected catastrophes have suddenly
+overturned it, -- without any fault of mine, I can honestly
+declare. You, madame, have only sought to increase your own,
+and I am convinced that you have succeeded. I leave you,
+therefore, as I took you, -- rich, but little respected.
+Adieu! I also intend from this time to work on my own
+account. Accept my acknowledgments for the example you have
+set me, and which I intend following.
+
+"Your very devoted husband,
+
+"Baron Danglars."
+
+The baroness had watched Debray while he read this long and
+painful letter, and saw him, notwithstanding his
+self-control, change color once or twice. When he had ended
+the perusal, he folded the letter and resumed his pensive
+attitude. "Well?" asked Madame Danglars, with an anxiety
+easy to be understood.
+
+"Well, madame?" unhesitatingly repeated Debray.
+
+"With what ideas does that letter inspire you?"
+
+"Oh, it is simple enough, madame; it inspires me with the
+idea that M. Danglars has left suspiciously."
+
+"Certainly; but is this all you have to say to me?"
+
+"I do not understand you," said Debray with freezing
+coldness.
+
+"He is gone! Gone, never to return!"
+
+"Oh, madame, do not think that!"
+
+"I tell you he will never return. I know his character; he
+is inflexible in any resolutions formed for his own
+interests. If he could have made any use of me, he would
+have taken me with him; he leaves me in Paris, as our
+separation will conduce to his benefit; -- therefore he has
+gone, and I am free forever," added Madame Danglars, in the
+same supplicating tone. Debray, instead of answering,
+allowed her to remain in an attitude of nervous inquiry.
+"Well?" she said at length, "do you not answer me?"
+
+"I have but one question to ask you, -- what do you intend
+to do?"
+
+"I was going to ask you," replied the baroness with a
+beating heart.
+
+"Ah, then, you wish to ask advice of me?"
+
+"Yes; I do wish to ask your advice," said Madame Danglars
+with anxious expectation.
+
+"Then if you wish to take my advice," said the young man
+coldly, "I would recommend you to travel."
+
+"To travel!" she murmured.
+
+"Certainly; as M. Danglars says, you are rich, and perfectly
+free. In my opinion, a withdrawal from Paris is absolutely
+necessary after the double catastrophe of Mademoiselle
+Danglars' broken contract and M. Danglars' disappearance.
+The world will think you abandoned and poor, for the wife of
+a bankrupt would never be forgiven, were she to keep up an
+appearance of opulence. You have only to remain in Paris for
+about a fortnight, telling the world you are abandoned, and
+relating the details of this desertion to your best friends,
+who will soon spread the report. Then you can quit your
+house, leaving your jewels and giving up your jointure, and
+every one's mouth will be filled with praises of your
+disinterestedness. They will know you are deserted, and
+think you also poor, for I alone know your real financial
+position, and am quite ready to give up my accounts as an
+honest partner." The dread with which the pale and
+motionless baroness listened to this, was equalled by the
+calm indifference with which Debray had spoken. "Deserted?"
+she repeated; "ah, yes, I am, indeed, deserted! You are
+right, sir, and no one can doubt my position." These were
+the only words that this proud and violently enamoured woman
+could utter in response to Debray.
+
+"But then you are rich, -- very rich, indeed," continued
+Debray, taking out some papers from his pocket-book, which
+he spread upon the table. Madame Danglars did not see them;
+she was engaged in stilling the beatings of her heart, and
+restraining the tears which were ready to gush forth. At
+length a sense of dignity prevailed, and if she did not
+entirely master her agitation, she at least succeeded in
+preventing the fall of a single tear. "Madame," said Debray,
+"it is nearly six months since we have been associated. You
+furnished a principal of 100,000 francs. Our partnership
+began in the month of April. In May we commenced operations,
+and in the course of the month gained 450,000 francs. In
+June the profit amounted to 900,000. In July we added
+1,700,000 francs, -- it was, you know, the month of the
+Spanish bonds. In August we lost 300,000 francs at the
+beginning of the month, but on the 13th we made up for it,
+and we now find that our accounts, reckoning from the first
+day of partnership up to yesterday, when I closed them,
+showed a capital of 2,400,000 francs, that is, 1,200,000 for
+each of us. Now, madame," said Debray, delivering up his
+accounts in the methodical manner of a stockbroker, "there
+are still 80,000 francs, the interest of this money, in my
+hands."
+
+"But," said the baroness, "I thought you never put the money
+out to interest."
+
+"Excuse me, madame," said Debray coldly, "I had your
+permission to do so, and I have made use of it. There are,
+then, 40,000 francs for your share, besides the 100,000 you
+furnished me to begin with, making in all 1,340,000 francs
+for your portion. Now, madame, I took the precaution of
+drawing out your money the day before yesterday; it is not
+long ago, you see, and I was in continual expectation of
+being called on to deliver up my accounts. There is your
+money, -- half in bank-notes, the other half in checks
+payable to bearer. I say there, for as I did not consider my
+house safe enough, or lawyers sufficiently discreet, and as
+landed property carries evidence with it, and moreover since
+you have no right to possess anything independent of your
+husband, I have kept this sum, now your whole fortune, in a
+chest concealed under that closet, and for greater security
+I myself concealed it there.
+
+"Now, madame," continued Debray, first opening the closet,
+then the chest; -- "now, madame, here are 800 notes of 1,000
+francs each, resembling, as you see, a large book bound in
+iron; to this I add a certificate in the funds of 25,000
+francs; then, for the odd cash, making I think about 110,000
+francs, here is a check upon my banker, who, not being M.
+Danglars, will pay you the amount, you may rest assured."
+Madame Danglars mechanically took the check, the bond, and
+the heap of bank-notes. This enormous fortune made no great
+appearance on the table. Madame Danglars, with tearless
+eyes, but with her breast heaving with concealed emotion,
+placed the bank-notes in her bag, put the certificate and
+check into her pocket-book, and then, standing pale and
+mute, awaited one kind word of consolation. But she waited
+in vain.
+
+"Now, madame," said Debray, "you have a splendid fortune, an
+income of about 60,000 livres a year, which is enormous for
+a woman who cannot keep an establishment here for a year, at
+least. You will be able to indulge all your fancies;
+besides, should you find your income insufficient, you can,
+for the sake of the past, madame, make use of mine; and I am
+ready to offer you all I possess, on loan."
+
+"Thank you, sir -- thank you," replied the baroness; "you
+forget that what you have just paid me is much more than a
+poor woman requires, who intends for some time, at least, to
+retire from the world."
+
+Debray was, for a moment, surprised, but immediately
+recovering himself, he bowed with an air which seemed to
+say, "As you please, madame."
+
+Madame Danglars had until then, perhaps, hoped for
+something; but when she saw the careless bow of Debray, and
+the glance by which it was accompanied, together with his
+significant silence, she raised her head, and without
+passion or violence or even hesitation, ran down-stairs,
+disdaining to address a last farewell to one who could thus
+part from her. "Bah," said Debray, when she had left, "these
+are fine projects! She will remain at home, read novels, and
+speculate at cards, since she can no longer do so on the
+Bourse." Then taking up his account book, he cancelled with
+the greatest care all the entries of the amounts he had just
+paid away. "I have 1,060,000 francs remaining," he said.
+"What a pity Mademoiselle de Villefort is dead! She suited
+me in every respect, and I would have married her." And he
+calmly waited until the twenty minutes had elapsed after
+Madame Danglars' departure before he left the house. During
+this time he occupied himself in making figures, with his
+watch by his side.
+
+Asmodeus -- that diabolical personage, who would have been
+created by every fertile imagination if Le Sage had not
+acquired the priority in his great masterpiece -- would have
+enjoyed a singular spectacle, if he had lifted up the roof
+of the little house in the Rue Saint-Germain-des-Pres, while
+Debray was casting up his figures. Above the room in which
+Debray had been dividing two millions and a half with Madame
+Danglars was another, inhabited by persons who have played
+too prominent a part in the incidents we have related for
+their appearance not to create some interest. Mercedes and
+Albert were in that room. Mercedes was much changed within
+the last few days; not that even in her days of fortune she
+had ever dressed with the magnificent display which makes us
+no longer able to recognize a woman when she appears in a
+plain and simple attire; nor indeed, had she fallen into
+that state of depression where it is impossible to conceal
+the garb of misery; no, the change in Mercedes was that her
+eye no longer sparkled, her lips no longer smiled, and there
+was now a hesitation in uttering the words which formerly
+sprang so fluently from her ready wit.
+
+It was not poverty which had broken her spirit; it was not a
+want of courage which rendered her poverty burdensome.
+Mercedes, although deposed from the exalted position she had
+occupied, lost in the sphere she had now chosen, like a
+person passing from a room splendidly lighted into utter
+darkness, appeared like a queen, fallen from her palace to a
+hovel, and who, reduced to strict necessity, could neither
+become reconciled to the earthen vessels she was herself
+forced to place upon the table, nor to the humble pallet
+which had become her bed. The beautiful Catalane and noble
+countess had lost both her proud glance and charming smile,
+because she saw nothing but misery around her; the walls
+were hung with one of the gray papers which economical
+landlords choose as not likely to show the dirt; the floor
+was uncarpeted; the furniture attracted the attention to the
+poor attempt at luxury; indeed, everything offended eyes
+accustomed to refinement and elegance.
+
+Madame de Morcerf had lived there since leaving her house;
+the continual silence of the spot oppressed her; still,
+seeing that Albert continually watched her countenance to
+judge the state of her feelings, she constrained herself to
+assume a monotonous smile of the lips alone, which,
+contrasted with the sweet and beaming expression that
+usually shone from her eyes, seemed like "moonlight on a
+statue," -- yielding light without warmth. Albert, too, was
+ill at ease; the remains of luxury prevented him from
+sinking into his actual position. If he wished to go out
+without gloves, his hands appeared too white; if he wished
+to walk through the town, his boots seemed too highly
+polished. Yet these two noble and intelligent creatures,
+united by the indissoluble ties of maternal and filial love,
+had succeeded in tacitly understanding one another, and
+economizing their stores, and Albert had been able to tell
+his mother without extorting a change of countenance, --
+"Mother, we have no more money."
+
+Mercedes had never known misery; she had often, in her
+youth, spoken of poverty, but between want and necessity,
+those synonymous words, there is a wide difference. Amongst
+the Catalans, Mercedes wished for a thousand things, but
+still she never really wanted any. So long as the nets were
+good, they caught fish; and so long as they sold their fish,
+they were able to buy twine for new nets. And then, shut out
+from friendship, having but one affection, which could not
+be mixed up with her ordinary pursuits, she thought of
+herself -- of no one but herself. Upon the little she earned
+she lived as well as she could; now there were two to be
+supported, and nothing to live upon.
+
+Winter approached. Mercedes had no fire in that cold and
+naked room -- she, who was accustomed to stoves which heated
+the house from the hall to the boudoir; she had not even one
+little flower -- she whose apartment had been a conservatory
+of costly exotics. But she had her son. Hitherto the
+excitement of fulfilling a duty had sustained them.
+Excitement, like enthusiasm, sometimes renders us
+unconscious to the things of earth. But the excitement had
+calmed down, and they felt themselves obliged to descend
+from dreams to reality; after having exhausted the ideal,
+they found they must talk of the actual.
+
+"Mother," exclaimed Albert, just as Madame Danglars was
+descending the stairs, "let us reckon our riches, if you
+please; I want capital to build my plans upon."
+
+"Capital -- nothing!" replied Mercedes with a mournful
+smile.
+
+"No, mother, -- capital 3,000 francs. And I have an idea of
+our leading a delightful life upon this 3,000 francs."
+
+"Child!" sighed Mercedes.
+
+"Alas, dear mother," said the young man, "I have unhappily
+spent too much of your money not to know the value of it.
+These 3,000 francs are enormous, and I intend building upon
+this foundation a miraculous certainty for the future."
+
+"You say this, my dear boy; but do you think we ought to
+accept these 3,000 francs?" said Mercedes, coloring.
+
+"I think so," answered Albert in a firm tone. "We will
+accept them the more readily, since we have them not here;
+you know they are buried in the garden of the little house
+in the Allees de Meillan, at Marseilles. With 200 francs we
+can reach Marseilles."
+
+"With 200 francs? -- are you sure, Albert?"
+
+"Oh, as for that, I have made inquiries respecting the
+diligences and steamboats, and my calculations are made. You
+will take your place in the coupe to Chalons. You see,
+mother, I treat you handsomely for thirty-five francs."
+Albert then took a pen, and wrote: --
+
+ Frs.
+Coupe, thirty-five francs ............................ 35
+From Chalons to Lyons you will go on by the steamboat
+-- six francs ......................................... 6
+From Lyons to Avignon (still by steamboat),
+sixteen francs ....................................... 16
+From Avignon to Marseilles, seven franc................ 7
+Expenses on the road, about fifty francs ............. 50
+Total................................................ 114 frs.
+
+"Let us put down 120," added Albert, smiling. "You see I am
+generous, am I not, mother?"
+
+"But you, my poor child?"
+
+"I? do you not see that I reserve eighty francs for myself?
+A young man does not require luxuries; besides, I know what
+travelling is."
+
+"With a post-chaise and valet de chambre?"
+
+"Any way, mother."
+
+"Well, be it so. But these 200 francs?"
+
+"Here they are, and 200 more besides. See, I have sold my
+watch for 100 francs, and the guard and seals for 300. How
+fortunate that the ornaments were worth more than the watch.
+Still the same story of superfluities! Now I think we are
+rich, since instead of the 114 francs we require for the
+journey we find ourselves in possession of 250."
+
+"But we owe something in this house?"
+
+"Thirty francs; but I pay that out of my 150 francs, -- that
+is understood, -- and as I require only eighty francs for my
+journey, you see I am overwhelmed with luxury. But that is
+not all. What do you say to this, mother?"
+
+And Albert took out of a little pocket-book with golden
+clasps, a remnant of his old fancies, or perhaps a tender
+souvenir from one of the mysterious and veiled ladies who
+used to knock at his little door, -- Albert took out of this
+pocket-book a note of 1,000 francs.
+
+"What is this?" asked Mercedes.
+
+"A thousand francs."
+
+"But whence have you obtained them?"
+
+"Listen to me, mother, and do not yield too much to
+agitation." And Albert, rising, kissed his mother on both
+cheeks, then stood looking at her. "You cannot imagine,
+mother, how beautiful I think you!" said the young man,
+impressed with a profound feeling of filial love. "You are,
+indeed, the most beautiful and most noble woman I ever saw!"
+
+"Dear child!" said Mercedes, endeavoring in vain to restrain
+a tear which glistened in the corner of her eye. "Indeed,
+you only wanted misfortune to change my love for you to
+admiration. I am not unhappy while I possess my son!"
+
+"Ah, just so," said Albert; "here begins the trial. Do you
+know the decision we have come to, mother?"
+
+"Have we come to any?"
+
+"Yes; it is decided that you are to live at Marseilles, and
+that I am to leave for Africa, where I will earn for myself
+the right to use the name I now bear, instead of the one I
+have thrown aside." Mercedes sighed. "Well, mother, I
+yesterday engaged myself as substitute in the Spahis,"*
+added the young man, lowering his eyes with a certain
+feeling of shame, for even he was unconscious of the
+sublimity of his self-abasement. "I thought my body was my
+own, and that I might sell it. I yesterday took the place of
+another. I sold myself for more than I thought I was worth,"
+he added, attempting to smile; "I fetched 2,000 francs."
+
+* The Spahis are French cavalry reserved for service in
+Africa.
+
+"Then these 1,000 francs" -- said Mercedes, shuddering --
+
+"Are the half of the sum, mother; the other will be paid in
+a year."
+
+Mercedes raised her eyes to heaven with an expression it
+would be impossible to describe, and tears, which had
+hitherto been restrained, now yielded to her emotion, and
+ran down her cheeks.
+
+"The price of his blood!" she murmured.
+
+"Yes, if I am killed," said Albert, laughing. "But I assure
+you, mother, I have a strong intention of defending my
+person, and I never felt half so strong an inclination to
+live as I do now."
+
+"Merciful heavens!"
+
+"Besides, mother, why should you make up your mind that I am
+to be killed? Has Lamoriciere, that Ney of the South, been
+killed? Has Changarnier been killed? Has Bedeau been killed?
+Has Morrel, whom we know, been killed? Think of your joy,
+mother, when you see me return with an embroidered uniform!
+I declare, I expect to look magnificent in it, and chose
+that regiment only from vanity." Mercedes sighed while
+endeavoring to smile; the devoted mother felt that she ought
+not to allow the whole weight of the sacrifice to fall upon
+her son. "Well, now you understand, mother!" continued
+Albert; "here are more than 4,000 francs settled on you;
+upon these you can live at least two years."
+
+"Do you think so?" said Mercedes. These words were uttered
+in so mournful a tone that their real meaning did not escape
+Albert; he felt his heart beat, and taking his mother's hand
+within his own he said, tenderly, --
+
+"Yes, you will live!"
+
+"I shall live! -- then you will not leave me, Albert?"
+
+"Mother, I must go," said Albert in a firm, calm voice; "you
+love me too well to wish me to remain useless and idle with
+you; besides, I have signed."
+
+"You will obey your own wish and the will of heaven!"
+
+"Not my own wish, mother, but reason -- necessity. Are we
+not two despairing creatures? What is life to you? --
+Nothing. What is life to me? -- Very little without you,
+mother; for believe me, but for you I should have ceased to
+live on the day I doubted my father and renounced his name.
+Well, I will live, if you promise me still to hope; and if
+you grant me the care of your future prospects, you will
+redouble my strength. Then I will go to the governor of
+Algeria; he has a royal heart, and is essentially a soldier;
+I will tell him my gloomy story. I will beg him to turn his
+eyes now and then towards me, and if he keep his word and
+interest himself for me, in six months I shall be an
+officer, or dead. If I am an officer, your fortune is
+certain, for I shall have money enough for both, and,
+moreover, a name we shall both be proud of, since it will be
+our own. If I am killed -- well then mother, you can also
+die, and there will be an end of our misfortunes."
+
+"It is well," replied Mercedes, with her eloquent glance;
+"you are right, my love; let us prove to those who are
+watching our actions that we are worthy of compassion."
+
+"But let us not yield to gloomy apprehensions," said the
+young man; "I assure you we are, or rather we shall be, very
+happy. You are a woman at once full of spirit and
+resignation; I have become simple in my tastes, and am
+without passion, I hope. Once in service, I shall be rich --
+once in M. Dantes' house, you will be at rest. Let us
+strive, I beseech you, -- let us strive to be cheerful."
+
+"Yes, let us strive, for you ought to live, and to be happy,
+Albert."
+
+"And so our division is made, mother," said the young man,
+affecting ease of mind. "We can now part; come, I shall
+engage your passage."
+
+"And you, my dear boy?"
+
+"I shall stay here for a few days longer; we must accustom
+ourselves to parting. I want recommendations and some
+information relative to Africa. I will join you again at
+Marseilles."
+
+"Well, be it so -- let us part," said Mercedes, folding
+around her shoulders the only shawl she had taken away, and
+which accidentally happened to be a valuable black cashmere.
+Albert gathered up his papers hastily, rang the bell to pay
+the thirty francs he owed to the landlord, and offering his
+arm to his mother, they descended the stairs. Some one was
+walking down before them, and this person, hearing the
+rustling of a silk dress, turned around. "Debray!" muttered
+Albert.
+
+"You, Morcerf?" replied the secretary, resting on the
+stairs. Curiosity had vanquished the desire of preserving
+his incognito, and he was recognized. It was, indeed,
+strange in this unknown spot to find the young man whose
+misfortunes had made so much noise in Paris.
+
+"Morcerf!" repeated Debray. Then noticing in the dim light
+the still youthful and veiled figure of Madame de Morcerf:
+-- "Pardon me," he added with a smile, "I leave you,
+Albert." Albert understood his thoughts. "Mother," he said,
+turning towards Mercedes, "this is M. Debray, secretary of
+the minister for the interior, once a friend of mine."
+
+"How once?" stammered Debray; "what do you mean?"
+
+"I say so, M. Debray, because I have no friends now, and I
+ought not to have any. I thank you for having recognized me,
+sir." Debray stepped forward, and cordially pressed the hand
+of his interlocutor. "Believe me, dear Albert," he said,
+with all the emotion he was capable of feeling, -- "believe
+me, I feel deeply for your misfortunes, and if in any way I
+can serve you, I am yours."
+
+"Thank you, sir," said Albert, smiling. "In the midst of our
+misfortunes, we are still rich enough not to require
+assistance from any one. We are leaving Paris, and when our
+journey is paid, we shall have 5,000 francs left." The blood
+mounted to the temples of Debray, who held a million in his
+pocket-book, and unimaginative as he was he could not help
+reflecting that the same house had contained two women, one
+of whom, justly dishonored, had left it poor with 1,500,000
+francs under her cloak, while the other, unjustly stricken,
+but sublime in her misfortune, was yet rich with a few
+deniers. This parallel disturbed his usual politeness, the
+philosophy he witnessed appalled him, he muttered a few
+words of general civility and ran down-stairs.
+
+That day the minister's clerks and the subordinates had a
+great deal to put up with from his ill-humor. But that same
+night, he found himself the possessor of a fine house,
+situated on the Boulevard de la Madeleine, and an income of
+50,000 livres. The next day, just as Debray was signing the
+deed, that is about five o'clock in the afternoon, Madame de
+Morcerf, after having affectionately embraced her son,
+entered the coupe of the diligence, which closed upon her. A
+man was hidden in Lafitte's banking-house, behind one of the
+little arched windows which are placed above each desk; he
+saw Mercedes enter the diligence, and he also saw Albert
+withdraw. Then he passed his hand across his forehead, which
+was clouded with doubt. "Alas," he exclaimed, "how can I
+restore the happiness I have taken away from these poor
+innocent creatures? God help me!"
+
+
+
+Chapter 107
+The Lions' Den.
+
+One division of La Force, in which the most dangerous and
+desperate prisoners are confined, is called the court of
+Saint-Bernard. The prisoners, in their expressive language,
+have named it the "Lions' Den," probably because the
+captives possess teeth which frequently gnaw the bars, and
+sometimes the keepers also. It is a prison within a prison;
+the walls are double the thickness of the rest. The gratings
+are every day carefully examined by jailers, whose herculean
+proportions and cold pitiless expression prove them to have
+been chosen to reign over their subjects for their superior
+activity and intelligence. The court-yard of this quarter is
+enclosed by enormous walls, over which the sun glances
+obliquely, when it deigns to penetrate into this gulf of
+moral and physical deformity. On this paved yard are to be
+seen, -- pacing to and fro from morning till night, pale,
+careworn, and haggard, like so many shadows, -- the men whom
+justice holds beneath the steel she is sharpening. There,
+crouched against the side of the wall which attracts and
+retains the most heat, they may be seen sometimes talking to
+one another, but more frequently alone, watching the door,
+which sometimes opens to call forth one from the gloomy
+assemblage, or to throw in another outcast from society.
+
+The court of Saint-Bernard has its own particular apartment
+for the reception of guests; it is a long rectangle, divided
+by two upright gratings placed at a distance of three feet
+from one another to prevent a visitor from shaking hands
+with or passing anything to the prisoners. It is a wretched,
+damp, nay, even horrible spot, more especially when we
+consider the agonizing conferences which have taken place
+between those iron bars. And yet, frightful though this spot
+may be, it is looked upon as a kind of paradise by the men
+whose days are numbered; it is so rare for them to leave the
+Lions' Den for any other place than the barrier
+Saint-Jacques or the galleys!
+
+In the court which we have attempted to describe, and from
+which a damp vapor was rising, a young man with his hands in
+his pockets, who had excited much curiosity among the
+inhabitants of the "Den," might be seen walking. The cut of
+his clothes would have made him pass for an elegant man, if
+those clothes had not been torn to shreds; still they did
+not show signs of wear, and the fine cloth, beneath the
+careful hands of the prisoner, soon recovered its gloss in
+the parts which were still perfect, for the wearer tried his
+best to make it assume the appearance of a new coat. He
+bestowed the same attention upon the cambric front of a
+shirt, which had considerably changed in color since his
+entrance into the prison, and he polished his varnished
+boots with the corner of a handkerchief embroidered with
+initials surmounted by a coronet. Some of the inmates of the
+"Lions' Den" were watching the operations of the prisoner's
+toilet with considerable interest. "See, the prince is
+pluming himself," said one of the thieves. "He's a fine
+looking fellow," said another; "if he had only a comb and
+hair-grease, he'd take the shine off the gentlemen in white
+kids."
+
+"His coat looks almost new, and his boots shine like a
+nigger's face. It's pleasant to have such well-dressed
+comrades; but didn't those gendarmes behave shameful? --
+must 'a been jealous, to tear such clothes!"
+
+"He looks like a big-bug," said another; "dresses in fine
+style. And, then, to be here so young! Oh, what larks!"
+Meanwhile the object of this hideous admiration approached
+the wicket, against which one of the keepers was leaning.
+"Come, sir," he said, "lend me twenty francs; you will soon
+be paid; you run no risks with me. Remember, I have
+relations who possess more millions than you have deniers.
+Come, I beseech you, lend me twenty francs, so that I may
+buy a dressing-gown; it is intolerable always to be in a
+coat and boots! And what a coat, sir, for a prince of the
+Cavalcanti!" The keeper turned his back, and shrugged his
+shoulders; he did not even laugh at what would have caused
+any one else to do so; he had heard so many utter the same
+things, -- indeed, he heard nothing else.
+
+"Come," said Andrea, "you are a man void of compassion; I'll
+have you turned out." This made the keeper turn around, and
+he burst into a loud laugh. The prisoners then approached
+and formed a circle. "I tell you that with that wretched
+sum," continued Andrea, "I could obtain a coat, and a room
+in which to receive the illustrious visitor I am daily
+expecting."
+
+"Of course -- of course," said the prisoners; -- "any one
+can see he's a gentleman!"
+
+"Well, then, lend him the twenty francs," said the keeper,
+leaning on the other shoulder; "surely you will not refuse a
+comrade!"
+
+"I am no comrade of these people," said the young man,
+proudly, "you have no right to insult me thus."
+
+The thieves looked at one another with low murmurs, and a
+storm gathered over the head of the aristocratic prisoner,
+raised less by his own words than by the manner of the
+keeper. The latter, sure of quelling the tempest when the
+waves became too violent, allowed them to rise to a certain
+pitch that he might be revenged on the importunate Andrea,
+and besides it would afford him some recreation during the
+long day. The thieves had already approached Andrea, some
+screaming, "La savate -- La savate!"* a cruel operation,
+which consists in cuffing a comrade who may have fallen into
+disgrace, not with an old shoe, but with an iron-heeled one.
+Others proposed the "anguille," another kind of recreation,
+in which a handkerchief is filled with sand, pebbles, and
+two-sous pieces, when they have them, which the wretches
+beat like a flail over the head and shoulders of the unhappy
+sufferer. "Let us horsewhip the fine gentleman!" said
+others.
+
+* Savate: an old shoe.
+
+But Andrea, turning towards them, winked his eyes, rolled
+his tongue around his cheeks, and smacked his lips in a
+manner equivalent to a hundred words among the bandits when
+forced to be silent. It was a Masonic sign Caderousse had
+taught him. He was immediately recognized as one of them;
+the handkerchief was thrown down, and the iron-heeled shoe
+replaced on the foot of the wretch to whom it belonged. Some
+voices were heard to say that the gentleman was right; that
+he intended to be civil, in his way, and that they would set
+the example of liberty of conscience, -- and the mob
+retired. The keeper was so stupefied at this scene that he
+took Andrea by the hands and began examining his person,
+attributing the sudden submission of the inmates of the
+Lions' Den to something more substantial than mere
+fascination. Andrea made no resistance, although he
+protested against it. Suddenly a voice was heard at the
+wicket. "Benedetto!" exclaimed an inspector. The keeper
+relaxed his hold. "I am called," said Andrea. "To the
+visitors' room!" said the same voice.
+
+"You see some one pays me a visit. Ah, my dear sir, you will
+see whether a Cavalcanti is to be treated like a common
+person!" And Andrea, gliding through the court like a black
+shadow, rushed out through the wicket, leaving his comrades,
+and even the keeper, lost in wonder. Certainly a call to the
+visitors' room had scarcely astonished Andrea less than
+themselves, for the wily youth, instead of making use of his
+privilege of waiting to be claimed on his entry into La
+Force, had maintained a rigid silence. "Everything," he
+said, "proves me to be under the protection of some powerful
+person, -- this sudden fortune, the facility with which I
+have overcome all obstacles, an unexpected family and an
+illustrious name awarded to me, gold showered down upon me,
+and the most splendid alliances about to be entered into. An
+unhappy lapse of fortune and the absence of my protector
+have cast me down, certainly, but not forever. The hand
+which has retreated for a while will be again stretched
+forth to save me at the very moment when I shall think
+myself sinking into the abyss. Why should I risk an
+imprudent step? It might alienate my protector. He has two
+means of extricating me from this dilemma, -- the one by a
+mysterious escape, managed through bribery; the other by
+buying off my judges with gold. I will say and do nothing
+until I am convinced that he has quite abandoned me, and
+then" --
+
+Andrea had formed a plan which was tolerably clever. The
+unfortunate youth was intrepid in the attack, and rude in
+the defence. He had borne with the public prison, and with
+privations of all sorts; still, by degrees nature, or rather
+custom, had prevailed, and he suffered from being naked,
+dirty, and hungry. It was at this moment of discomfort that
+the inspector's voice called him to the visiting-room.
+Andrea felt his heart leap with joy. It was too soon for a
+visit from the examining magistrate, and too late for one
+from the director of the prison, or the doctor; it must,
+then, be the visitor he hoped for. Behind the grating of the
+room into which Andrea had been led, he saw, while his eyes
+dilated with surprise, the dark and intelligent face of M.
+Bertuccio, who was also gazing with sad astonishment upon
+the iron bars, the bolted doors, and the shadow which moved
+behind the other grating.
+
+"Ah," said Andrea, deeply affected.
+
+"Good morning, Benedetto," said Bertuccio, with his deep,
+hollow voice.
+
+"You -- you?" said the young man, looking fearfully around
+him.
+
+"Do you not recognize me, unhappy child?"
+
+"Silence, -- be silent!" said Andrea, who knew the delicate
+sense of hearing possessed by the walls; "for heaven's sake,
+do not speak so loud!"
+
+"You wish to speak with me alone, do you not?" said
+Bertuccio.
+
+"Oh, yes."
+
+"That is well." And Bertuccio, feeling in his pocket, signed
+to a keeper whom he saw through the window of the wicket.
+
+"Read?" he said.
+
+"What is that?" asked Andrea.
+
+"An order to conduct you to a room, and to leave you there
+to talk to me."
+
+"Oh," cried Andrea, leaping with joy. Then he mentally
+added, -- "Still my unknown protector! I am not forgotten.
+They wish for secrecy, since we are to converse in a private
+room. I understand, Bertuccio has been sent by my
+protector."
+
+The keeper spoke for a moment with an official, then opened
+the iron gates and conducted Andrea to a room on the first
+floor. The room was whitewashed, as is the custom in
+prisons, but it looked quite brilliant to a prisoner, though
+a stove, a bed, a chair, and a table formed the whole of its
+sumptuous furniture. Bertuccio sat down upon the chair,
+Andrea threw himself upon the bed; the keeper retired.
+
+"Now," said the steward, "what have you to tell me?"
+
+"And you?" said Andrea.
+
+"You speak first."
+
+"Oh, no. You must have much to tell me, since you have come
+to seek me."
+
+"Well, be it so. You have continued your course of villany;
+you have robbed -- you have assassinated."
+
+"Well, I should say! If you had me taken to a private room
+only to tell me this, you might have saved yourself the
+trouble. I know all these things. But there are some with
+which, on the contrary, I am not acquainted. Let us talk of
+those, if you please. Who sent you?"
+
+"Come, come, you are going on quickly, M. Benedetto!"
+
+"Yes, and to the point. Let us dispense with useless words.
+Who sends you?"
+
+"No one."
+
+"How did you know I was in prison?"
+
+"I recognized you, some time since, as the insolent dandy
+who so gracefully mounted his horse in the Champs Elysees."
+
+"Oh, the Champs Elysees? Ah, yes; we burn, as they say at
+the game of pincette. The Champs Elysees? Come, let us talk
+a little about my father."
+
+"Who, then, am I?"
+
+"You, sir? -- you are my adopted father. But it was not you,
+I presume, who placed at my disposal 100,000 francs, which I
+spent in four or five months; it was not you who
+manufactured an Italian gentleman for my father; it was not
+you who introduced me into the world, and had me invited to
+a certain dinner at Auteuil, which I fancy I am eating at
+this moment, in company with the most distinguished people
+in Paris -- amongst the rest with a certain procureur, whose
+acquaintance I did very wrong not to cultivate, for he would
+have been very useful to me just now; -- it was not you, in
+fact, who bailed me for one or two millions, when the fatal
+discovery of my little secret took place. Come, speak, my
+worthy Corsican, speak!"
+
+"What do you wish me to say?"
+
+"I will help you. You were speaking of the Champs Elysees
+just now, worthy foster-father."
+
+"Well?"
+
+"Well, in the Champs Elysees there resides a very rich
+gentleman."
+
+"At whose house you robbed and murdered, did you not?"
+
+"I believe I did."
+
+"The Count of Monte Cristo?"
+
+"'Tis you who have named him, as M. Racine says. Well, am I
+to rush into his arms, and strain him to my heart, crying,
+`My father, my father!' like Monsieur Pixerecourt."*
+
+"Do not let us jest," gravely replied Bertuccio, "and dare
+not to utter that name again as you have pronounced it."
+
+* Guilbert de Pixerecourt, French dramatist (1775-1844).
+
+"Bah," said Andrea, a little overcome, by the solemnity of
+Bertuccio's manner, "why not?"
+
+"Because the person who bears it is too highly favored by
+heaven to be the father of such a wretch as you."
+
+"Oh, these are fine words."
+
+"And there will be fine doings, if you do not take care."
+
+"Menaces -- I do not fear them. I will say" --
+
+"Do you think you are engaged with a pygmy like yourself?"
+said Bertuccio, in so calm a tone, and with so steadfast a
+look, that Andrea was moved to the very soul. "Do you think
+you have to do with galley-slaves, or novices in the world?
+Benedetto, you are fallen into terrible hands; they are
+ready to open for you -- make use of them. Do not play with
+the thunderbolt they have laid aside for a moment, but which
+they can take up again instantly, if you attempt to
+intercept their movements."
+
+"My father -- I will know who my father is," said the
+obstinate youth; "I will perish if I must, but I will know
+it. What does scandal signify to me? What possessions, what
+reputation, what `pull,' as Beauchamp says, -- have I? You
+great people always lose something by scandal,
+notwithstanding your millions. Come, who is my father?"
+
+"I came to tell you."
+
+"Ah," cried Benedetto, his eyes sparkling with joy. Just
+then the door opened, and the jailer, addressing himself to
+Bertuccio, said, -- "Excuse me, sir, but the examining
+magistrate is waiting for the prisoner."
+
+"And so closes our interview," said Andrea to the worthy
+steward; "I wish the troublesome fellow were at the devil!"
+
+"I will return to-morrow," said Bertuccio.
+
+"Good! Gendarmes, I am at your service. Ah, sir, do leave a
+few crowns for me at the gate that I may have some things I
+am in need of!"
+
+"It shall be done," replied Bertuccio. Andrea extended his
+hand; Bertuccio kept his own in his pocket, and merely
+jingled a few pieces of money. "That's what I mean," said
+Andrea, endeavoring to smile, quite overcome by the strange
+tranquillity of Bertuccio. "Can I be deceived?" he murmured,
+as he stepped into the oblong and grated vehicle which they
+call "the salad basket." "Never mind, we shall see!
+To-morrow, then!" he added, turning towards Bertuccio.
+
+"To-morrow!" replied the steward.
+
+
+
+Chapter 108
+The Judge.
+
+We remember that the Abbe Busoni remained alone with
+Noirtier in the chamber of death, and that the old man and
+the priest were the sole guardians of the young girl's body.
+Perhaps it was the Christian exhortations of the abbe,
+perhaps his kind charity, perhaps his persuasive words,
+which had restored the courage of Noirtier, for ever since
+he had conversed with the priest his violent despair had
+yielded to a calm resignation which surprised all who knew
+his excessive affection for Valentine. M. de Villefort had
+not seen his father since the morning of the death. The
+whole establishment had been changed; another valet was
+engaged for himself, a new servant for Noirtier, two women
+had entered Madame de Villefort's service, -- in fact,
+everywhere, to the concierge and coachmen, new faces were
+presented to the different masters of the house, thus
+widening the division which had always existed between the
+members of the same family.
+
+The assizes, also, were about to begin, and Villefort, shut
+up in his room, exerted himself with feverish anxiety in
+drawing up the case against the murderer of Caderousse. This
+affair, like all those in which the Count of Monte Cristo
+had interfered, caused a great sensation in Paris. The
+proofs were certainly not convincing, since they rested upon
+a few words written by an escaped galley-slave on his
+death-bed, and who might have been actuated by hatred or
+revenge in accusing his companion. But the mind of the
+procureur was made up; he felt assured that Benedetto was
+guilty, and he hoped by his skill in conducting this
+aggravated case to flatter his self-love, which was about
+the only vulnerable point left in his frozen heart.
+
+The case was therefore prepared owing to the incessant labor
+of Villefort, who wished it to be the first on the list in
+the coming assizes. He had been obliged to seclude himself
+more than ever, to evade the enormous number of applications
+presented to him for the purpose of obtaining tickets of
+admission to the court on the day of trial. And then so
+short a time had elapsed since the death of poor Valentine,
+and the gloom which overshadowed the house was so recent,
+that no one wondered to see the father so absorbed in his
+professional duties, which were the only means he had of
+dissipating his grief.
+
+Once only had Villefort seen his father; it was the day
+after that upon which Bertuccio had paid his second visit to
+Benedetto, when the latter was to learn his father's name.
+The magistrate, harassed and fatigued, had descended to the
+garden of his house, and in a gloomy mood, similar to that
+in which Tarquin lopped off the tallest poppies, he began
+knocking off with his cane the long and dying branches of
+the rose-trees, which, placed along the avenue, seemed like
+the spectres of the brilliant flowers which had bloomed in
+the past season. More than once he had reached that part of
+the garden where the famous boarded gate stood overlooking
+the deserted enclosure, always returning by the same path,
+to begin his walk again, at the same pace and with the same
+gesture, when he accidentally turned his eyes towards the
+house, whence he heard the noisy play of his son, who had
+returned from school to spend the Sunday and Monday with his
+mother. While doing so, he observed M. Noirtier at one of
+the open windows, where the old man had been placed that he
+might enjoy the last rays of the sun which yet yielded some
+heat, and was now shining upon the dying flowers and red
+leaves of the creeper which twined around the balcony.
+
+The eye of the old man was riveted upon a spot which
+Villefort could scarcely distinguish. His glance was so full
+of hate, of ferocity, and savage impatience, that Villefort
+turned out of the path he had been pursuing, to see upon
+what person this dark look was directed. Then he saw beneath
+a thick clump of linden-trees, which were nearly divested of
+foliage, Madame de Villefort sitting with a book in her
+hand, the perusal of which she frequently interrupted to
+smile upon her son, or to throw back his elastic ball, which
+he obstinately threw from the drawing-room into the garden.
+Villefort became pale; he understood the old man's meaning.
+Noirtier continued to look at the same object, but suddenly
+his glance was transferred from the wife to the husband, and
+Villefort himself had to submit to the searching
+investigation of eyes, which, while changing their direction
+and even their language, had lost none of their menacing
+expression. Madame de Villefort, unconscious of the passions
+that exhausted their fire over her head, at that moment held
+her son's ball, and was making signs to him to reclaim it
+with a kiss. Edward begged for a long while, the maternal
+kiss probably not offering sufficient recompense for the
+trouble he must take to obtain it; however at length he
+decided, leaped out of the window into a cluster of
+heliotropes and daisies, and ran to his mother, his forehead
+streaming with perspiration. Madame de Villefort wiped his
+forehead, pressed her lips upon it, and sent him back with
+the ball in one hand and some bonbons in the other.
+
+Villefort, drawn by an irresistible attraction, like that of
+the bird to the serpent, walked towards the house. As he
+approached it, Noirtier's gaze followed him, and his eyes
+appeared of such a fiery brightness that Villefort felt them
+pierce to the depths of his heart. In that earnest look
+might be read a deep reproach, as well as a terrible menace.
+Then Noirtier raised his eyes to heaven, as though to remind
+his son of a forgotten oath. "It is well, sir," replied
+Villefort from below, -- "it is well; have patience but one
+day longer; what I have said I will do." Noirtier seemed to
+be calmed by these words, and turned his eyes with
+indifference to the other side. Villefort violently
+unbuttoned his great-coat, which seemed to strangle him, and
+passing his livid hand across his forehead, entered his
+study.
+
+The night was cold and still; the family had all retired to
+rest but Villefort, who alone remained up, and worked till
+five o'clock in the morning, reviewing the last
+interrogatories made the night before by the examining
+magistrates, compiling the depositions of the witnesses, and
+putting the finishing stroke to the deed of accusation,
+which was one of the most energetic and best conceived of
+any he had yet delivered.
+
+The next day, Monday, was the first sitting of the assizes.
+The morning dawned dull and gloomy, and Villefort saw the
+dim gray light shine upon the lines he had traced in red
+ink. The magistrate had slept for a short time while the
+lamp sent forth its final struggles; its flickerings awoke
+him, and he found his fingers as damp and purple as though
+they had been dipped in blood. He opened the window; a
+bright yellow streak crossed the sky, and seemed to divide
+in half the poplars, which stood out in black relief on the
+horizon. In the clover-fields beyond the chestnut-trees, a
+lark was mounting up to heaven, while pouring out her clear
+morning song. The damps of the dew bathed the head of
+Villefort, and refreshed his memory. "To-day," he said with
+an effort, -- "to-day the man who holds the blade of justice
+must strike wherever there is guilt." Involuntarily his eyes
+wandered towards the window of Noirtier's room, where he had
+seen him the preceding night. The curtain was drawn, and yet
+the image of his father was so vivid to his mind that he
+addressed the closed window as though it had been open, and
+as if through the opening he had beheld the menacing old
+man. "Yes," he murmured, -- "yes, be satisfied."
+
+His head dropped upon his chest, and in this position he
+paced his study; then he threw himself, dressed as he was,
+upon a sofa, less to sleep than to rest his limbs, cramped
+with cold and study. By degrees every one awoke. Villefort,
+from his study, heard the successive noises which accompany
+the life of a house, -- the opening and shutting of doors,
+the ringing of Madame de Villefort's bell, to summon the
+waiting-maid, mingled with the first shouts of the child,
+who rose full of the enjoyment of his age. Villefort also
+rang; his new valet brought him the papers, and with them a
+cup of chocolate.
+
+"What are you bringing me?" said he.
+
+"A cup of chocolate."
+
+"I did not ask for it. Who has paid me this attention?"
+
+"My mistress, sir. She said you would have to speak a great
+deal in the murder case, and that you should take something
+to keep up your strength;" and the valet placed the cup on
+the table nearest to the sofa, which was, like all the rest,
+covered with papers. The valet then left the room. Villefort
+looked for an instant with a gloomy expression, then,
+suddenly, taking it up with a nervous motion, he swallowed
+its contents at one draught. It might have been thought that
+he hoped the beverage would be mortal, and that he sought
+for death to deliver him from a duty which he would rather
+die than fulfil. He then rose, and paced his room with a
+smile it would have been terrible to witness. The chocolate
+was inoffensive, for M. de Villefort felt no effects. The
+breakfast-hour arrived, but M. de Villefort was not at
+table. The valet re-entered.
+
+"Madame de Villefort wishes to remind you, sir," he said,
+"that eleven o'clock has just struck, and that the trial
+commences at twelve."
+
+"Well," said Villefort, "what then?"
+
+"Madame de Villefort is dressed; she is quite ready, and
+wishes to know if she is to accompany you, sir?"
+
+"Where to?"
+
+"To the Palais."
+
+"What to do?"
+
+"My mistress wishes much to be present at the trial."
+
+"Ah," said Villefort, with a startling accent; "does she
+wish that?" -- The man drew back and said, "If you wish to
+go alone, sir, I will go and tell my mistress." Villefort
+remained silent for a moment, and dented his pale cheeks
+with his nails. "Tell your mistress," he at length answered,
+"that I wish to speak to her, and I beg she will wait for me
+in her own room."
+
+"Yes, sir."
+
+"Then come to dress and shave me."
+
+"Directly, sir." The valet re-appeared almost instantly,
+and, having shaved his master, assisted him to dress
+entirely in black. When he had finished, he said, --
+
+"My mistress said she should expect you, sir, as soon as you
+had finished dressing."
+
+"I am going to her." And Villefort, with his papers under
+his arm and hat in hand, directed his steps toward the
+apartment of his wife. At the door he paused for a moment to
+wipe his damp, pale brow. He then entered the room. Madame
+de Villefort was sitting on an ottoman and impatiently
+turning over the leaves of some newspapers and pamphlets
+which young Edward, by way of amusing himself, was tearing
+to pieces before his mother could finish reading them. She
+was dressed to go out, her bonnet was placed beside her on a
+chair, and her gloves were on her hands.
+
+"Ah, here you are, monsieur," she said in her naturally calm
+voice; "but how pale you are! Have you been working all
+night? Why did you not come down to breakfast? Well, will
+you take me, or shall I take Edward?" Madame de Villefort
+had multiplied her questions in order to gain one answer,
+but to all her inquiries M. de Villefort remained mute and
+cold as a statue. "Edward," said Villefort, fixing an
+imperious glance on the child, "go and play in the
+drawing-room, my dear; I wish to speak to your mamma."
+Madame de Villefort shuddered at the sight of that cold
+countenance, that resolute tone, and the awfully strange
+preliminaries. Edward raised his head, looked at his mother,
+and then, finding that she did not confirm the order, began
+cutting off the heads of his leaden soldiers.
+
+"Edward," cried M. de Villefort, so harshly that the child
+started up from the floor, "do you hear me? -- Go!" The
+child, unaccustomed to such treatment, arose, pale and
+trembling; it would be difficult to say whether his emotion
+were caused by fear or passion. His father went up to him,
+took him in his arms, and kissed his forehead. "Go," he
+said: "go, my child." Edward ran out. M. de Villefort went
+to the door, which he closed behind the child, and bolted.
+"Dear me!" said the young woman, endeavoring to read her
+husband's inmost thoughts, while a smile passed over her
+countenance which froze the impassibility of Villefort;
+"what is the matter?"
+
+"Madame, where do you keep the poison you generally use?"
+said the magistrate, without any introduction, placing
+himself between his wife and the door.
+
+Madame de Villefort must have experienced something of the
+sensation of a bird which, looking up, sees the murderous
+trap closing over its head. A hoarse, broken tone, which was
+neither a cry nor a sigh, escaped from her, while she became
+deadly pale. "Monsieur," she said, "I -- I do not understand
+you." And, in her first paroxysm of terror, she had raised
+herself from the sofa, in the next, stronger very likely
+than the other, she fell down again on the cushions. "I
+asked you," continued Villefort, in a perfectly calm tone,
+"where you conceal the poison by the aid of which you have
+killed my father-in-law, M. de Saint-Meran, my
+mother-in-law, Madame de Saint-Meran, Barrois, and my
+daughter Valentine."
+
+"Ah, sir," exclaimed Madame de Villefort, clasping her
+hands, "what do you say?"
+
+"It is not for you to interrogate, but to answer."
+
+"Is it to the judge or to the husband?" stammered Madame de
+Villefort. "To the judge -- to the judge, madame!" It was
+terrible to behold the frightful pallor of that woman, the
+anguish of her look, the trembling of her whole frame. "Ah,
+sir," she muttered, "ah, sir," and this was all.
+
+"You do not answer, madame!" exclaimed the terrible
+interrogator. Then he added, with a smile yet more terrible
+than his anger, "It is true, then; you do not deny it!" She
+moved forward. "And you cannot deny it!" added Villefort,
+extending his hand toward her, as though to seize her in the
+name of justice. "You have accomplished these different
+crimes with impudent address, but which could only deceive
+those whose affections for you blinded them. Since the death
+of Madame de Saint-Meran, I have known that a poisoner lived
+in my house. M. d'Avrigny warned me of it. After the death
+of Barrois my suspicions were directed towards an angel, --
+those suspicions which, even when there is no crime, are
+always alive in my heart; but after the death of Valentine,
+there has been no doubt in my mind, madame, and not only in
+mine, but in those of others; thus your crime, known by two
+persons, suspected by many, will soon become public, and, as
+I told you just now, you no longer speak to the husband, but
+to the judge."
+
+The young woman hid her face in her hands. "Oh, sir," she
+stammered, "I beseech you, do not believe appearances."
+
+"Are you, then, a coward?" cried Villefort, in a
+contemptuous voice. "But I have always observed that
+poisoners were cowards. Can you be a coward, -- you who have
+had the courage to witness the death of two old men and a
+young girl murdered by you?"
+
+"Sir! sir!"
+
+"Can you be a coward?" continued Villefort, with increasing
+excitement, "you, who could count, one by one, the minutes
+of four death agonies? You, who have arranged your infernal
+plans, and removed the beverages with a talent and precision
+almost miraculous? Have you, then, who have calculated
+everything with such nicety, have you forgotten to calculate
+one thing -- I mean where the revelation of your crimes will
+lead you to? Oh, it is impossible -- you must have saved
+some surer, more subtle and deadly poison than any other,
+that you might escape the punishment that you deserve. You
+have done this -- I hope so, at least." Madame de Villefort
+stretched out her hands, and fell on her knees.
+
+"I understand," he said, "you confess; but a confession made
+to the judges, a confession made at the last moment,
+extorted when the crime cannot be denied, diminishes not the
+punishment inflicted on the guilty!"
+
+"The punishment?" exclaimed Madame de Villefort, "the
+punishment, monsieur? Twice you have pronounced that word!"
+
+"Certainly. Did you hope to escape it because you were four
+times guilty? Did you think the punishment would be withheld
+because you are the wife of him who pronounces it? -- No,
+madame, no; the scaffold awaits the poisoner, whoever she
+may be, unless, as I just said, the poisoner has taken the
+precaution of keeping for herself a few drops of her
+deadliest potion." Madame de Villefort uttered a wild cry,
+and a hideous and uncontrollable terror spread over her
+distorted features. "Oh, do not fear the scaffold, madame,"
+said the magistrate; "I will not dishonor you, since that
+would be dishonor to myself; no, if you have heard me
+distinctly, you will understand that you are not to die on
+the scaffold."
+
+"No, I do not understand; what do you mean?" stammered the
+unhappy woman, completely overwhelmed. "I mean that the wife
+of the first magistrate in the capital shall not, by her
+infamy, soil an unblemished name; that she shall not, with
+one blow, dishonor her husband and her child."
+
+"No, no -- oh, no!"
+
+"Well, madame, it will be a laudable action on your part,
+and I will thank you for it!"
+
+"You will thank me -- for what?"
+
+"For what you have just said."
+
+"What did I say? Oh, my brain whirls; I no longer understand
+anything. Oh, my God, my God!" And she rose, with her hair
+dishevelled, and her lips foaming.
+
+"Have you answered the question I put to you on entering the
+room? -- where do you keep the poison you generally use,
+madame?" Madame de Villefort raised her arms to heaven, and
+convulsively struck one hand against the other. "No, no,"
+she vociferated, "no, you cannot wish that!"
+
+"What I do not wish, madame, is that you should perish on
+the scaffold. Do you understand?" asked Villefort.
+
+"Oh, mercy, mercy, monsieur!"
+
+"What I require is, that justice be done. I am on the earth
+to punish, madame," he added, with a flaming glance; "any
+other woman, were it the queen herself, I would send to the
+executioner; but to you I shall be merciful. To you I will
+say, `Have you not, madame, put aside some of the surest,
+deadliest, most speedy poison?'"
+
+"Oh, pardon me, sir; let me live!"
+
+"She is cowardly," said Villefort.
+
+"Reflect that I am your wife!"
+
+"You are a poisoner."
+
+"In the name of heaven!"
+
+"No!"
+
+"In the name of the love you once bore me!"
+
+"No, no!"
+
+"In the name of our child! Ah, for the sake of our child,
+let me live!"
+
+"No, no, no, I tell you; one day, if I allow you to live,
+you will perhaps kill him, as you have the others!"
+
+"I? -- I kill my boy?" cried the distracted mother, rushing
+toward Villefort; "I kill my son? Ha, ha, ha!" and a
+frightful, demoniac laugh finished the sentence, which was
+lost in a hoarse rattle. Madame de Villefort fell at her
+husband's feet. He approached her. "Think of it, madame," he
+said; "if, on my return, justice his not been satisfied, I
+will denounce you with my own mouth, and arrest you with my
+own hands!" She listened, panting, overwhelmed, crushed; her
+eye alone lived, and glared horribly. "Do you understand
+me?" he said. "I am going down there to pronounce the
+sentence of death against a murderer. If I find you alive on
+my return, you shall sleep to-night in the conciergerie."
+Madame de Villefort sighed; her nerves gave way, and she
+sunk on the carpet. The king's attorney seemed to experience
+a sensation of pity; he looked upon her less severely, and,
+bowing to her, said slowly, "Farewell, madame, farewell!"
+That farewell struck Madame de Villefort like the
+executioner's knife. She fainted. The procureur went out,
+after having double-locked the door.
+
+
+
+Chapter 109
+The Assizes.
+
+The Benedetto affair, as it was called at the Palais, and by
+people in general, had produced a tremendous sensation.
+Frequenting the Cafe de Paris, the Boulevard de Gand, and
+the Bois de Boulogne, during his brief career of splendor,
+the false Cavalcanti had formed a host of acquaintances. The
+papers had related his various adventures, both as the man
+of fashion and the galley-slave; and as every one who had
+been personally acquainted with Prince Andrea Cavalcanti
+experienced a lively curiosity in his fate, they all
+determined to spare no trouble in endeavoring to witness the
+trial of M. Benedetto for the murder of his comrade in
+chains. In the eyes of many, Benedetto appeared, if not a
+victim to, at least an instance of, the fallibility of the
+law. M. Cavalcanti, his father, had been seen in Paris, and
+it was expected that he would re-appear to claim the
+illustrious outcast. Many, also, who were not aware of the
+circumstances attending his withdrawal from Paris, were
+struck with the worthy appearance, the gentlemanly bearing,
+and the knowledge of the world displayed by the old
+patrician, who certainly played the nobleman very well, so
+long as he said nothing, and made no arithmetical
+calculations. As for the accused himself, many remembered
+him as being so amiable, so handsome, and so liberal, that
+they chose to think him the victim of some conspiracy, since
+in this world large fortunes frequently excite the
+malevolence and jealousy of some unknown enemy. Every one,
+therefore, ran to the court; some to witness the sight,
+others to comment upon it. From seven o'clock in the morning
+a crowd was stationed at the iron gates, and an hour before
+the trial commenced the hall was full of the privileged.
+Before the entrance of the magistrates, and indeed
+frequently afterwards, a court of justice, on days when some
+especial trial is to take place, resembles a drawing-room
+where many persons recognize each other and converse if they
+can do so without losing their seats; or, if they are
+separated by too great a number of lawyers, communicate by
+signs.
+
+It was one of the magnificent autumn days which make amends
+for a short summer; the clouds which M. de Villefort had
+perceived at sunrise had all disappeared as if by magic, and
+one of the softest and most brilliant days of September
+shone forth in all its splendor.
+
+Beauchamp, one of the kings of the press, and therefore
+claiming the right of a throne everywhere, was eying
+everybody through his monocle. He perceived Chateau-Renaud
+and Debray, who had just gained the good graces of a
+sergeant-at-arms, and who had persuaded the latter to let
+them stand before, instead of behind him, as they ought to
+have done. The worthy sergeant had recognized the minister's
+secretary and the millionnaire, and, by way of paying extra
+attention to his noble neighbors, promised to keep their
+places while they paid a visit to Beauchamp.
+
+"Well," said Beauchamp, "we shall see our friend!"
+
+"Yes, indeed!" replied Debray. "That worthy prince. Deuce
+take those Italian princes!"
+
+"A man, too, who could boast of Dante for a genealogist, and
+could reckon back to the `Divine Comedy.'"
+
+"A nobility of the rope!" said Chateau-Renaud
+phlegmatically.
+
+"He will be condemned, will he not?" asked Debray of
+Beauchamp.
+
+"My dear fellow, I think we should ask you that question;
+you know such news much better than we do. Did you see the
+president at the minister's last night?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"What did he say?"
+
+"Something which will surprise you."
+
+"Oh, make haste and tell me, then; it is a long time since
+that has happened."
+
+"Well, he told me that Benedetto, who is considered a
+serpent of subtlety and a giant of cunning, is really but a
+very commonplace, silly rascal, and altogether unworthy of
+the experiments that will be made on his phrenological
+organs after his death."
+
+"Bah," said Beauchamp, "he played the prince very well."
+
+"Yes, for you who detest those unhappy princes, Beauchamp,
+and are always delighted to find fault with them; but not
+for me, who discover a gentleman by instinct, and who scent
+out an aristocratic family like a very bloodhound of
+heraldry."
+
+"Then you never believed in the principality?"
+
+"Yes. -- in the principality, but not in the prince."
+
+"Not so bad," said Beauchamp; "still, I assure you, he
+passed very well with many people; I saw him at the
+ministers' houses."
+
+"Ah, yes," said Chateau-Renaud. "The idea of thinking
+ministers understand anything about princes!"
+
+"There is something in what you have just said," said
+Beauchamp, laughing.
+
+"But," said Debray to Beauchamp, "if I spoke to the
+president, you must have been with the procureur."
+
+"It was an impossibility; for the last week M. de Villefort
+has secluded himself. It is natural enough; this strange
+chain of domestic afflictions, followed by the no less
+strange death of his daughter" --
+
+"Strange? What do you mean, Beauchamp?"
+
+"Oh, yes; do you pretend that all this has been unobserved
+at the minister's?" said Beauchamp, placing his eye-glass in
+his eye, where he tried to make it remain.
+
+"My dear sir," said Chateau-Renaud, "allow me to tell you
+that you do not understand that manoeuvre with the eye-glass
+half so well as Debray. Give him a lesson, Debray."
+
+"Stay," said Beauchamp, "surely I am not deceived."
+
+"What is it?"
+
+"It is she!"
+
+"Whom do you mean?"
+
+"They said she had left."
+
+"Mademoiselle Eugenie?" said Chateau-Renaud; "has she
+returned?"
+
+"No, but her mother."
+
+"Madame Danglars? Nonsense! Impossible!" said
+Chateau-Renaud; "only ten days after the flight of her
+daughter, and three days from the bankruptcy of her
+husband?"
+
+Debray colored slightly, and followed with his eyes the
+direction of Beauchamp's glance. "Come," he said, "it is
+only a veiled lady, some foreign princess, perhaps the
+mother of Cavalcanti. But you were just speaking on a very
+interesting topic, Beauchamp."
+
+"I?"
+
+"Yes; you were telling us about the extraordinary death of
+Valentine."
+
+"Ah, yes, so I was. But how is it that Madame de Villefort
+is not here?"
+
+"Poor, dear woman," said Debray, "she is no doubt occupied
+in distilling balm for the hospitals, or in making cosmetics
+for herself or friends. Do you know she spends two or three
+thousand crowns a year in this amusement? But I wonder she
+is not here. I should have been pleased to see her, for I
+like her very much."
+
+"And I hate her," said Chateau-Renaud.
+
+"Why?"
+
+"I do not know. Why do we love? Why do we hate? I detest
+her, from antipathy."
+
+"Or, rather, by instinct."
+
+"Perhaps so. But to return to what you were saying,
+Beauchamp."
+
+"Well, do you know why they die so multitudinously at M. de
+Villefort's?"
+
+"`Multitudinously' [drv] is good," said Chateau-Renaud.
+
+"My good fellow, you'll find the word in Saint-Simon."
+
+"But the thing itself is at M. de Villefort's; but let's get
+back to the subject."
+
+"Talking of that," said Debray, "Madame was making inquiries
+about that house, which for the last three months has been
+hung with black."
+
+"Who is Madame?" asked Chateau-Renaud.
+
+"The minister's wife, pardieu!"
+
+"Oh, your pardon! I never visit ministers; I leave that to
+the princes."
+
+"Really, You were only before sparkling, but now you are
+brilliant; take compassion on us, or, like Jupiter, you will
+wither us up."
+
+"I will not speak again," said Chateau-Renaud; "pray have
+compassion upon me, and do not take up every word I say."
+
+"Come, let us endeavor to get to the end of our story,
+Beauchamp; I told you that yesterday Madame made inquiries
+of me upon the subject; enlighten me, and I will then
+communicate my information to her."
+
+"Well, gentlemen, the reason people die so multitudinously
+(I like the word) at M. de Villefort's is that there is an
+assassin in the house!" The two young men shuddered, for the
+same idea had more than once occurred to them. "And who is
+the assassin;" they asked together.
+
+"Young Edward!" A burst of laughter from the auditors did
+not in the least disconcert the speaker, who continued, --
+"Yes, gentlemen; Edward, the infant phenomenon, who is quite
+an adept in the art of killing."
+
+"You are jesting."
+
+"Not at all. I yesterday engaged a servant, who had just
+left M. de Villefort -- I intend sending him away to-morrow,
+for he eats so enormously, to make up for the fast imposed
+upon him by his terror in that house. Well, now listen."
+
+"We are listening."
+
+"It appears the dear child has obtained possession of a
+bottle containing some drug, which he every now and then
+uses against those who have displeased him. First, M. and
+Madame de Saint-Meran incurred his displeasure, so he poured
+out three drops of his elixir -- three drops were
+sufficient; then followed Barrois, the old servant of M.
+Noirtier, who sometimes rebuffed this little wretch -- he
+therefore received the same quantity of the elixir; the same
+happened to Valentine, of whom he was jealous; he gave her
+the same dose as the others, and all was over for her as
+well as the rest."
+
+"Why, what nonsense are you telling us?" said
+Chateau-Renaud.
+
+"Yes, it is an extraordinary story," said Beauchamp; "is it
+not?"
+
+"It is absurd," said Debray.
+
+"Ah," said Beauchamp, "you doubt me? Well, you can ask my
+servant, or rather him who will no longer be my servant
+to-morrow, it was the talk of the house."
+
+"And this elixir, where is it? what is it?"
+
+"The child conceals it."
+
+"But where did he find it?"
+
+"In his mother's laboratory."
+
+"Does his mother then, keep poisons in her laboratory?"
+
+"How can I tell? You are questioning me like a king's
+attorney. I only repeat what I have been told, and like my
+informant I can do no more. The poor devil would eat
+nothing, from fear."
+
+"It is incredible!"
+
+"No, my dear fellow, it is not at all incredible. You saw
+the child pass through the Rue Richelieu last year, who
+amused himself with killing his brothers and sisters by
+sticking pins in their ears while they slept. The generation
+who follow us are very precocious."
+
+"Come, Beauchamp," said Chateau-Renaud, "I will bet anything
+you do not believe a word of all you have been telling us."
+
+"I do not see the Count of Monte Cristo here."
+
+"He is worn out," said Debray; "besides, he could not well
+appear in public, since he has been the dupe of the
+Cavalcanti, who, it appears, presented themselves to him
+with false letters of credit, and cheated him out of 100,000
+francs upon the hypothesis of this principality."
+
+"By the way, M. de Chateau-Renaud," asked Beauchamp, "how is
+Morrel?"
+
+"Ma foi, I have called three times without once seeing him.
+Still, his sister did not seem uneasy, and told me that
+though she had not seen him for two or three days, she was
+sure he was well."
+
+"Ah, now I think of it, the Count of Monte Cristo cannot
+appear in the hall," said Beauchamp.
+
+"Why not?"
+
+"Because he is an actor in the drama."
+
+"Has he assassinated any one, then?"
+
+"No, on the contrary, they wished to assassinate him. You
+know that it was in leaving his house that M. de Caderousse
+was murdered by his friend Benedetto. You know that the
+famous waistcoat was found in his house, containing the
+letter which stopped the signature of the marriage-contract.
+Do you see the waistcoat? There it is, all blood-stained, on
+the desk, as a testimony of the crime."
+
+"Ah, very good."
+
+"Hush, gentlemen, here is the court; let us go back to our
+places." A noise was heard in the hall; the sergeant called
+his two patrons with an energetic "hem!" and the door-keeper
+appearing, called out with that shrill voice peculiar to his
+order, ever since the days of Beaumarchais, "The court,
+gentlemen!"
+
+
+
+Chapter 110
+The Indictment.
+
+The judges took their places in the midst of the most
+profound silence; the jury took their seats; M. de
+Villefort, the object of unusual attention, and we had
+almost said of general admiration, sat in the arm-chair and
+cast a tranquil glance around him. Every one looked with
+astonishment on that grave and severe face, whose calm
+expression personal griefs had been unable to disturb, and
+the aspect of a man who was a stranger to all human emotions
+excited something very like terror.
+
+"Gendarmes," said the president, "lead in the accused."
+
+At these words the public attention became more intense, and
+all eyes were turned towards the door through which
+Benedetto was to enter. The door soon opened and the accused
+appeared. The same impression was experienced by all
+present, and no one was deceived by the expression of his
+countenance. His features bore no sign of that deep emotion
+which stops the beating of the heart and blanches the cheek.
+His hands, gracefully placed, one upon his hat, the other in
+the opening of his white waistcoat, were not at all
+tremulous; his eye was calm and even brilliant. Scarcely had
+he entered the hall when he glanced at the whole body of
+magistrates and assistants; his eye rested longer on the
+president, and still more so on the king's attorney. By the
+side of Andrea was stationed the lawyer who was to conduct
+his defence, and who had been appointed by the court, for
+Andrea disdained to pay any attention to those details, to
+which he appeared to attach no importance. The lawyer was a
+young man with light hair whose face expressed a hundred
+times more emotion than that which characterized the
+prisoner.
+
+The president called for the indictment, revised as we know,
+by the clever and implacable pen of Villefort. During the
+reading of this, which was long, the public attention was
+continually drawn towards Andrea, who bore the inspection
+with Spartan unconcern. Villefort had never been so concise
+and eloquent. The crime was depicted in the most vivid
+colors; the former life of the prisoner, his transformation,
+a review of his life from the earliest period, were set
+forth with all the talent that a knowledge of human life
+could furnish to a mind like that of the procureur.
+Benedetto was thus forever condemned in public opinion
+before the sentence of the law could be pronounced. Andrea
+paid no attention to the successive charges which were
+brought against him. M. de Villefort, who examined him
+attentively, and who no doubt practiced upon him all the
+psychological studies he was accustomed to use, in vain
+endeavored to make him lower his eyes, notwithstanding the
+depth and profundity of his gaze. At length the reading of
+the indictment was ended.
+
+"Accused," said the president, "your name and surname?"
+Andrea arose. "Excuse me, Mr. President," he said, in a
+clear voice, "but I see you are going to adopt a course of
+questions through which I cannot follow you. I have an idea,
+which I will explain by and by, of making an exception to
+the usual form of accusation. Allow me, then, if you please,
+to answer in different order, or I will not do so at all."
+The astonished president looked at the jury, who in turn
+looked at Villefort. The whole assembly manifested great
+surprise, but Andrea appeared quite unmoved. "Your age?"
+said the president; "will you answer that question?"
+
+"I will answer that question, as well as the rest, Mr.
+President, but in its turn."
+
+"Your age?" repeated the president.
+
+"I am twenty-one years old, or rather I shall be in a few
+days, as I was born the night of the 27th of September,
+1817." M. de Villefort, who was busy taking down some notes,
+raised his head at the mention of this date. "Where were you
+born?" continued the president.
+
+"At Auteuil, near Paris." M. de Villefort a second time
+raised his head, looked at Benedetto as if he had been
+gazing at the head of Medusa, and became livid. As for
+Benedetto, he gracefully wiped his lips with a fine cambric
+pocket-handkerchief. "Your profession?"
+
+"First I was a forger," answered Andrea, as calmly as
+possible; "then I became a thief, and lately have become an
+assassin." A murmur, or rather storm, of indignation burst
+from all parts of the assembly. The judges themselves
+appeared to be stupefied, and the jury manifested tokens of
+disgust for cynicism so unexpected in a man of fashion. M.
+de Villefort pressed his hand upon his brow, which, at first
+pale, had become red and burning; then he suddenly arose and
+looked around as though he had lost his senses -- he wanted
+air.
+
+"Are you looking for anything, Mr. Procureur?" asked
+Benedetto, with his most ingratiating smile. M. de Villefort
+answered nothing, but sat, or rather threw himself down
+again upon his chair. "And now, prisoner, will you consent
+to tell your name?" said the president. "The brutal
+affectation with which you have enumerated and classified
+your crimes calls for a severe reprimand on the part of the
+court, both in the name of morality, and for the respect due
+to humanity. You appear to consider this a point of honor,
+and it may be for this reason, that you have delayed
+acknowledging your name. You wished it to be preceded by all
+these titles."
+
+"It is quite wonderful, Mr. President, how entirely you have
+read my thoughts," said Benedetto, in his softest voice and
+most polite manner. "This is, indeed, the reason why I
+begged you to alter the order of the questions." The public
+astonishment had reached its height. There was no longer any
+deceit or bravado in the manner of the accused. The audience
+felt that a startling revelation was to follow this ominous
+prelude.
+
+"Well," said the president; "your name?"
+
+"I cannot tell you my name, since I do not know it; but I
+know my father's, and can tell it to you."
+
+A painful giddiness overwhelmed Villefort; great drops of
+acrid sweat fell from his face upon the papers which he held
+in his convulsed hand.
+
+"Repeat your father's name," said the president. Not a
+whisper, not a breath, was heard in that vast assembly;
+every one waited anxiously.
+
+"My father is king's attorney," replied Andrea calmly.
+
+"King's attorney?" said the president, stupefied, and
+without noticing the agitation which spread over the face of
+M. de Villefort; "king's attorney?"
+
+"Yes; and if you wish to know his name, I will tell it, --
+he is named Villefort." The explosion, which had been so
+long restrained from a feeling of respect to the court of
+justice, now burst forth like thunder from the breasts of
+all present; the court itself did not seek to restrain the
+feelings of the audience. The exclamations, the insults
+addressed to Benedetto, who remained perfectly unconcerned,
+the energetic gestures, the movement of the gendarmes, the
+sneers of the scum of the crowd always sure to rise to the
+surface in case of any disturbance -- all this lasted five
+minutes, before the door-keepers and magistrates were able
+to restore silence. In the midst of this tumult the voice of
+the president was heard to exclaim, -- "Are you playing with
+justice, accused, and do you dare set your fellow-citizens
+an example of disorder which even in these times his never
+been equalled?"
+
+Several persons hurried up to M. de Villefort, who sat half
+bowed over in his chair, offering him consolation,
+encouragement, and protestations of zeal and sympathy. Order
+was re-established in the hall, except that a few people
+still moved about and whispered to one another. A lady, it
+was said, had just fainted; they had supplied her with a
+smelling-bottle, and she had recovered. During the scene of
+tumult, Andrea had turned his smiling face towards the
+assembly; then, leaning with one hand on the oaken rail of
+the dock, in the most graceful attitude possible, he said:
+"Gentlemen, I assure you I had no idea of insulting the
+court, or of making a useless disturbance in the presence of
+this honorable assembly. They ask my age; I tell it. They
+ask where I was born; I answer. They ask my name, I cannot
+give it, since my parents abandoned me. But though I cannot
+give my own name, not possessing one, I can tell them my
+father's. Now I repeat, my father is named M. de Villefort,
+and I am ready to prove it."
+
+There was an energy, a conviction, and a sincerity in the
+manner of the young man, which silenced the tumult. All eyes
+were turned for a moment towards the procureur, who sat as
+motionless as though a thunderbolt had changed him into a
+corpse. "Gentlemen," said Andrea, commanding silence by his
+voice and manner; "I owe you the proofs and explanations of
+what I have said."
+
+"But," said the irritated president, "you called yourself
+Benedetto, declared yourself an orphan, and claimed Corsica
+as your country."
+
+"I said anything I pleased, in order that the solemn
+declaration I have just made should not be withheld, which
+otherwise would certainly have been the case. I now repeat
+that I was born at Auteuil on the night of the 27th of
+September, 1817, and that I am the son of the procureur, M.
+de Villefort. Do you wish for any further details? I will
+give them. I was born in No. 28, Rue de la Fontaine, in a
+room hung with red damask; my father took me in his arms,
+telling my mother I was dead, wrapped me in a napkin marked
+with an H and an N, and carried me into a garden, where he
+buried me alive."
+
+A shudder ran through the assembly when they saw that the
+confidence of the prisoner increased in proportion to the
+terror of M. de Villefort. "But how have you become
+acquainted with all these details?" asked the president.
+
+"I will tell you, Mr. President. A man who had sworn
+vengeance against my father, and had long watched his
+opportunity to kill him, had introduced himself that night
+into the garden in which my father buried me. He was
+concealed in a thicket; he saw my father bury something in
+the ground, and stabbed him; then thinking the deposit might
+contain some treasure he turned up the ground, and found me
+still living. The man carried me to the foundling asylum,
+where I was registered under the number 37. Three months
+afterwards, a woman travelled from Rogliano to Paris to
+fetch me, and having claimed me as her son, carried me away.
+Thus, you see, though born in Paris, I was brought up in
+Corsica."
+
+There was a moment's silence, during which one could have
+fancied the hall empty, so profound was the stillness.
+"Proceed," said the president.
+
+"Certainly, I might have lived happily amongst those good
+people, who adored me, but my perverse disposition prevailed
+over the virtues which my adopted mother endeavored to
+instil into my heart. I increased in wickedness till I
+committed crime. One day when I cursed providence for making
+me so wicked, and ordaining me to such a fate, my adopted
+father said to me, `Do not blaspheme, unhappy child, the
+crime is that of your father, not yours, -- of your father,
+who consigned you to hell if you died, and to misery if a
+miracle preserved you alive.' After that I ceased to
+blaspheme, but I cursed my father. That is why I have
+uttered the words for which you blame me; that is why I have
+filled this whole assembly with horror. If I have committed
+an additional crime, punish me, but if you will allow that
+ever since the day of my birth my fate has been sad, bitter,
+and lamentable, then pity me."
+
+"But your mother?" asked the president.
+
+"My mother thought me dead; she is not guilty. I did not
+even wish to know her name, nor do I know it." Just then a
+piercing cry, ending in a sob, burst from the centre of the
+crowd, who encircled the lady who had before fainted, and
+who now fell into a violent fit of hysterics. She was
+carried out of the hall, the thick veil which concealed her
+face dropped off, and Madame Danglars was recognized.
+Notwithstanding his shattered nerves, the ringing sensation
+in his ears, and the madness which turned his brain,
+Villefort rose as he perceived her. "The proofs, the
+proofs!" said the president; "remember this tissue of
+horrors must be supported by the clearest proofs "
+
+"The proofs?" said Benedetto, laughing; "do you want
+proofs?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Well, then, look at M. de Villefort, and then ask me for
+proofs."
+
+Every one turned towards the procureur, who, unable to bear
+the universal gaze now riveted on him alone, advanced
+staggering into the midst of the tribunal, with his hair
+dishevelled and his face indented with the mark of his
+nails. The whole assembly uttered a long murmur of
+astonishment. "Father," said Benedetto, "I am asked for
+proofs, do you wish me to give them?"
+
+"No, no, it is useless," stammered M. de Villefort in a
+hoarse voice; "no, it is useless!"
+
+"How useless?" cried the president, "what do you mean?"
+
+"I mean that I feel it impossible to struggle against this
+deadly weight which crushes me. Gentlemen, I know I am in
+the hands of an avenging God! We need no proofs; everything
+relating to this young man is true." A dull, gloomy silence,
+like that which precedes some awful phenomenon of nature,
+pervaded the assembly, who shuddered in dismay. "What, M. de
+Villefort," cried the president, "do you yield to an
+hallucination? What, are you no longer in possession of your
+senses? This strange, unexpected, terrible accusation has
+disordered your reason. Come, recover."
+
+The procureur dropped his head; his teeth chattered like
+those of a man under a violent attack of fever, and yet he
+was deadly pale.
+
+"I am in possession of all my senses, sir," he said; "my
+body alone suffers, as you may suppose. I acknowledge myself
+guilty of all the young man has brought against me, and from
+this hour hold myself under the authority of the procureur
+who will succeed me."
+
+And as he spoke these words with a hoarse, choking voice, he
+staggered towards the door, which was mechanically opened by
+a door-keeper. The whole assembly were dumb with
+astonishment at the revelation and confession which had
+produced a catastrophe so different from that which had been
+expected during the last fortnight by the Parisian world.
+
+"Well," said Beauchamp, "let them now say that drama is
+unnatural!"
+
+"Ma foi!" said Chateau-Renaud, "I would rather end my career
+like M. de Morcerf; a pistol-shot seems quite delightful
+compared with this catastrophe."
+
+"And moreover, it kills," said Beauchamp.
+
+"And to think that I had an idea of marrying his daughter,"
+said Debray. "She did well to die, poor girl!"
+
+"The sitting is adjourned, gentlemen," said the president;
+"fresh inquiries will be made, and the case will be tried
+next session by another magistrate." As for Andrea, who was
+calm and more interesting than ever, he left the hall,
+escorted by gendarmes, who involuntarily paid him some
+attention. "Well, what do you think of this, my fine
+fellow?" asked Debray of the sergeant-at-arms, slipping a
+louis into his hand. "There will be extenuating
+circumstances," he replied.
+
+
+
+Chapter 111
+Expiation.
+
+Notwithstanding the density of the crowd, M. de Villefort
+saw it open before him. There is something so awe-inspiring
+in great afflictions that even in the worst times the first
+emotion of a crowd has generally been to sympathize with the
+sufferer in a great catastrophe. Many people have been
+assassinated in a tumult, but even criminals have rarely
+been insulted during trial. Thus Villefort passed through
+the mass of spectators and officers of the Palais, and
+withdrew. Though he had acknowledged his guilt, he was
+protected by his grief. There are some situations which men
+understand by instinct, but which reason is powerless to
+explain; in such cases the greatest poet is he who gives
+utterance to the most natural and vehement outburst of
+sorrow. Those who hear the bitter cry are as much impressed
+as if they listened to an entire poem, and when the sufferer
+is sincere they are right in regarding his outburst as
+sublime.
+
+It would be difficult to describe the state of stupor in
+which Villefort left the Palais. Every pulse beat with
+feverish excitement, every nerve was strained, every vein
+swollen, and every part of his body seemed to suffer
+distinctly from the rest, thus multiplying his agony a
+thousand-fold. He made his way along the corridors through
+force of habit; he threw aside his magisterial robe, not out
+of deference to etiquette, but because it was an unbearable
+burden, a veritable garb of Nessus, insatiate in torture.
+Having staggered as far as the Rue Dauphine, he perceived
+his carriage, awoke his sleeping coachman by opening the
+door himself, threw himself on the cushions, and pointed
+towards the Faubourg Saint-Honore; the carriage drove on.
+The weight of his fallen fortunes seemed suddenly to crush
+him; he could not foresee the consequences; he could not
+contemplate the future with the indifference of the hardened
+criminal who merely faces a contingency already familiar.
+God was still in his heart. "God," he murmured, not knowing
+what he said, -- "God -- God!" Behind the event that had
+overwhelmed him he saw the hand of God. The carriage rolled
+rapidly onward. Villefort, while turning restlessly on the
+cushions, felt something press against him. He put out his
+hand to remove the object; it was a fan which Madame de
+Villefort had left in the carriage; this fan awakened a
+recollection which darted through his mind like lightning.
+He thought of his wife.
+
+"Oh!" he exclaimed, as though a redhot iron were piercing
+his heart. During the last hour his own crime had alone been
+presented to his mind; now another object, not less
+terrible, suddenly presented itself. His wife! He had just
+acted the inexorable judge with her, he had condemned her to
+death, and she, crushed by remorse, struck with terror,
+covered with the shame inspired by the eloquence of his
+irreproachable virtue, -- she, a poor, weak woman, without
+help or the power of defending herself against his absolute
+and supreme will, -- she might at that very moment, perhaps,
+be preparing to die! An hour had elapsed since her
+condemnation; at that moment, doubtless, she was recalling
+all her crimes to her memory; she was asking pardon for her
+sins; perhaps she was even writing a letter imploring
+forgiveness from her virtuous husband -- a forgiveness she
+was purchasing with her death! Villefort again groaned with
+anguish and despair. "Ah," he exclaimed, "that woman became
+criminal only from associating with me! I carried the
+infection of crime with me, and she has caught it as she
+would the typhus fever, the cholera, the plague! And yet I
+have punished her -- I have dared to tell her -- I have --
+`Repent and die!' But no, she must not die; she shall live,
+and with me. We will flee from Paris and go as far as the
+earth reaches. I told her of the scaffold; oh, heavens, I
+forgot that it awaits me also! How could I pronounce that
+word? Yes, we will fly; I will confess all to her, -- I will
+tell her daily that I also have committed a crime! -- Oh,
+what an alliance -- the tiger and the serpent; worthy wife
+of such as I am! She must live that my infamy may diminish
+hers." And Villefort dashed open the window in front of the
+carriage.
+
+"Faster, faster!" he cried, in a tone which electrified the
+coachman. The horses, impelled by fear, flew towards the
+house.
+
+"Yes, yes," repeated Villefort, as he approached his home --
+"yes, that woman must live; she must repent, and educate my
+son, the sole survivor, with the exception of the
+indestructible old man, of the wreck of my house. She loves
+him; it was for his sake she has committed these crimes. We
+ought never to despair of softening the heart of a mother
+who loves her child. She will repent, and no one will know
+that she has been guilty. The events which have taken place
+in my house, though they now occupy the public mind, will be
+forgotten in time, or if, indeed, a few enemies should
+persist in remembering them, why then I will add them to my
+list of crimes. What will it signify if one, two, or three
+more are added? My wife and child shall escape from this
+gulf, carrying treasures with them; she will live and may
+yet be happy, since her child, in whom all her love is
+centred, will be with her. I shall have performed a good
+action, and my heart will be lighter." And the procureur
+breathed more freely than he had done for some time.
+
+The carriage stopped at the door of the house. Villefort
+leaped out of the carriage, and saw that his servants were
+surprised at his early return; he could read no other
+expression on their features. Neither of them spoke to him;
+they merely stood aside to let him pass by, as usual,
+nothing more. As he passed by M. Noirtier's room, he
+perceived two figures through the half-open door; but he
+experienced no curiosity to know who was visiting his
+father: anxiety carried him on further.
+
+"Come," he said, as he ascended the stairs leading to his
+wife's room, "nothing is changed here." He then closed the
+door of the landing. "No one must disturb us," he said; "I
+must speak freely to her, accuse myself, and say" -- he
+approached the door, touched the crystal handle, which
+yielded to his hand. "Not locked," he cried; "that is well."
+And he entered the little room in which Edward slept; for
+though the child went to school during the day, his mother
+could not allow him to be separated from her at night. With
+a single glance Villefort's eye ran through the room. "Not
+here," he said; "doubtless she is in her bedroom." He rushed
+towards the door, found it bolted, and stopped, shuddering.
+"Heloise!" he cried. He fancied he heard the sound of a
+piece of furniture being removed. "Heloise!" he repeated.
+
+"Who is there?" answered the voice of her he sought. He
+thought that voice more feeble than usual.
+
+"Open the door!" cried Villefort. "Open; it is I." But
+notwithstanding this request, notwithstanding the tone of
+anguish in which it was uttered, the door remained closed.
+Villefort burst it open with a violent blow. At the entrance
+of the room which led to her boudoir, Madame de Villefort
+was standing erect, pale, her features contracted, and her
+eyes glaring horribly. "Heloise, Heloise!" he said, "what is
+the matter? Speak!" The young woman extended her stiff white
+hands towards him. "It is done, monsieur," she said with a
+rattling noise which seemed to tear her throat. "What more
+do you want?" and she fell full length on the floor.
+Villefort ran to her and seized her hand, which convulsively
+clasped a crystal bottle with a golden stopper. Madame de
+Villefort was dead. Villefort, maddened with horror, stepped
+back to the threshhold of the door, fixing his eyes on the
+corpse: "My son!" he exclaimed suddenly, "where is my son?
+-- Edward, Edward!" and he rushed out of the room, still
+crying, "Edward, Edward!" The name was pronounced in such a
+tone of anguish that the servants ran up.
+
+"Where is my son?" asked Villefort; "let him be removed from
+the house, that he may not see" --
+
+"Master Edward is not down-stairs, sir," replied the valet.
+
+"Then he must be playing in the garden; go and see."
+
+"No, sir; Madame de Villefort sent for him half an hour ago;
+he went into her room, and has not been down-stairs since."
+A cold perspiration burst out on Villefort's brow; his legs
+trembled, and his thoughts flew about madly in his brain
+like the wheels of a disordered watch. "In Madame de
+Villefort's room?" he murmured and slowly returned, with one
+hand wiping his forehead, and with the other supporting
+himself against the wall. To enter the room he must again
+see the body of his unfortunate wife. To call Edward he must
+reawaken the echo of that room which now appeared like a
+sepulchre; to speak seemed like violating the silence of the
+tomb. His tongue was paralyzed in his mouth.
+
+"Edward!" he stammered -- "Edward!" The child did not
+answer. Where, then, could he be, if he had entered his
+mother's room and not since returned? He stepped forward.
+The corpse of Madame de Villefort was stretched across the
+doorway leading to the room in which Edward must be; those
+glaring eyes seemed to watch over the threshold, and the
+lips bore the stamp of a terrible and mysterious irony.
+Through the open door was visible a portion of the boudoir,
+containing an upright piano and a blue satin couch.
+Villefort stepped forward two or three paces, and beheld his
+child lying -- no doubt asleep -- on the sofa. The unhappy
+man uttered an exclamation of joy; a ray of light seemed to
+penetrate the abyss of despair and darkness. He had only to
+step over the corpse, enter the boudoir, take the child in
+his arms, and flee far, far away.
+
+Villefort was no longer the civilized man; he was a tiger
+hurt unto death, gnashing his teeth in his wound. He no
+longer feared realities, but phantoms. He leaped over the
+corpse as if it had been a burning brazier. He took the
+child in his arms, embraced him, shook him, called him, but
+the child made no response. He pressed his burning lips to
+the cheeks, but they were icy cold and pale; he felt the
+stiffened limbs; he pressed his hand upon the heart, but it
+no longer beat, -- the child was dead. A folded paper fell
+from Edward's breast. Villefort, thunderstruck, fell upon
+his knees; the child dropped from his arms, and rolled on
+the floor by the side of its mother. He picked up the paper,
+and, recognizing his wife's writing, ran his eyes rapidly
+over its contents; it ran as follows: --
+
+"You know that I was a good mother, since it was for my
+son's sake I became criminal. A good mother cannot depart
+without her son."
+
+Villefort could not believe his eyes, -- he could not
+believe his reason; he dragged himself towards the child's
+body, and examined it as a lioness contemplates its dead
+cub. Then a piercing cry escaped from his breast, and he
+cried, "Still the hand of God." The presence of the two
+victims alarmed him; he could not bear solitude shared only
+by two corpses. Until then he had been sustained by rage, by
+his strength of mind, by despair, by the supreme agony which
+led the Titans to scale the heavens, and Ajax to defy the
+gods. He now arose, his head bowed beneath the weight of
+grief, and, shaking his damp, dishevelled hair, he who had
+never felt compassion for any one determined to seek his
+father, that he might have some one to whom he could relate
+his misfortunes, -- some one by whose side he might weep. He
+descended the little staircase with which we are acquainted,
+and entered Noirtier's room. The old man appeared to be
+listening attentively and as affectionately as his
+infirmities would allow to the Abbe Busoni, who looked cold
+and calm, as usual. Villefort, perceiving the abbe, passed
+his hand across his brow. He recollected the call he had
+made upon him after the dinner at Auteuil, and then the
+visit the abbe had himself paid to his house on the day of
+Valentine's death. "You here, sir!" he exclaimed; "do you,
+then, never appear but to act as an escort to death?"
+
+Busoni turned around, and, perceiving the excitement
+depicted on the magistrate's face, the savage lustre of his
+eyes, he understood that the revelation had been made at the
+assizes; but beyond this he was ignorant. "I came to pray
+over the body of your daughter."
+
+"And now why are you here?"
+
+"I come to tell you that you have sufficiently repaid your
+debt, and that from this moment I will pray to God to
+forgive you, as I do."
+
+"Good heavens!" exclaimed Villefort, stepping back
+fearfully, "surely that is not the voice of the Abbe
+Busoni!"
+
+"No!" The abbe threw off his wig, shook his head, and his
+hair, no longer confined, fell in black masses around his
+manly face.
+
+"It is the face of the Count of Monte Cristo!" exclaimed the
+procureur, with a haggard expression.
+
+"You are not exactly right, M. Procureur; you must go
+farther back."
+
+"That voice, that voice! -- where did I first hear it?"
+
+"You heard it for the first time at Marseilles, twenty-three
+years ago, the day of your marriage with Mademoiselle de
+Saint-Meran. Refer to your papers."
+
+"You are not Busoni? -- you are not Monte Cristo? Oh,
+heavens -- you are, then, some secret, implacable, and
+mortal enemy! I must have wronged you in some way at
+Marseilles. Oh, woe to me!"
+
+"Yes; you are now on the right path," said the count,
+crossing his arms over his broad chest; "search -- search!"
+
+"But what have I done to you?" exclaimed Villefort, whose
+mind was balancing between reason and insanity, in that
+cloud which is neither a dream nor reality; "what have I
+done to you? Tell me, then! Speak!"
+
+"You condemned me to a horrible, tedious death; you killed
+my father; you deprived me of liberty, of love, and
+happiness."
+
+"Who are you, then? Who are you?"
+
+"I am the spectre of a wretch you buried in the dungeons of
+the Chateau d'If. God gave that spectre the form of the
+Count of Monte Cristo when he at length issued from his
+tomb, enriched him with gold and diamonds, and led him to
+you!"
+
+"Ah, I recognize you -- I recognize you!" exclaimed the
+king's attorney; "you are" --
+
+"I am Edmond Dantes!"
+
+"You are Edmond Dantes," cried Villefort, seizing the count
+by the wrist; "then come here!" And up the stairs he dragged
+Monte Cristo; who, ignorant of what had happened, followed
+him in astonishment, foreseeing some new catastrophe.
+"There, Edmond Dantes!" he said, pointing to the bodies of
+his wife and child, "see, are you well avenged?" Monte
+Cristo became pale at this horrible sight; he felt that he
+had passed beyond the bounds of vengeance, and that he could
+no longer say, "God is for and with me." With an expression
+of indescribable anguish he threw himself upon the body of
+the child, reopened its eyes, felt its pulse, and then
+rushed with him into Valentine's room, of which he
+double-locked the door. "My child," cried Villefort, "he
+carries away the body of my child! Oh, curses, woe, death to
+you!" and he tried to follow Monte Cristo; but as though in
+a dream he was transfixed to the spot, -- his eyes glared as
+though they were starting through the sockets; he griped the
+flesh on his chest until his nails were stained with blood;
+the veins of his temples swelled and boiled as though they
+would burst their narrow boundary, and deluge his brain with
+living fire. This lasted several minutes, until the
+frightful overturn of reason was accomplished; then uttering
+a loud cry followed by a burst of laughter, he rushed down
+the stairs.
+
+A quarter of an hour afterwards the door of Valentine's room
+opened, and Monte Cristo reappeared. Pale, with a dull eye
+and heavy heart, all the noble features of that face,
+usually so calm and serene, were overcast by grief. In his
+arms he held the child, whom no skill had been able to
+recall to life. Bending on one knee, he placed it reverently
+by the side of its mother, with its head upon her breast.
+Then, rising, he went out, and meeting a servant on the
+stairs, he asked, "Where is M. de Villefort?"
+
+The servant, instead of answering, pointed to the garden.
+Monte Cristo ran down the steps, and advancing towards the
+spot designated beheld Villefort, encircled by his servants,
+with a spade in his hand, and digging the earth with fury.
+"It is not here!" he cried. "It is not here!" And then he
+moved farther on, and began again to dig.
+
+Monte Cristo approached him, and said in a low voice, with
+an expression almost humble, "Sir, you have indeed lost a
+son; but" --
+
+Villefort interrupted him; he had neither listened nor
+heard. "Oh, I will find it," he cried; "you may pretend he
+is not here, but I will find him, though I dig forever!"
+Monte Cristo drew back in horror. "Oh," he said, "he is
+mad!" And as though he feared that the walls of the accursed
+house would crumble around him, he rushed into the street,
+for the first time doubting whether he had the right to do
+as he had done. "Oh, enough of this, -- enough of this," he
+cried; "let me save the last." On entering his house, he met
+Morrel, who wandered about like a ghost awaiting the
+heavenly mandate for return to the tomb. "Prepare yourself,
+Maximilian," he said with a smile; "we leave Paris
+to-morrow."
+
+"Have you nothing more to do there?" asked Morrel.
+
+"No," replied Monte Cristo; "God grant I may not have done
+too much already."
+
+The next day they indeed left, accompanied only by
+Baptistin. Haidee had taken away Ali, and Bertuccio remained
+with Noirtier.
+
+
+
+Chapter 112
+The Departure.
+
+The recent event formed the theme of conversation throughout
+all Paris. Emmanuel and his wife conversed with natural
+astonishment in their little apartment in the Rue Meslay
+upon the three successive, sudden, and most unexpected
+catastrophes of Morcerf, Danglars, and Villefort.
+Maximilian, who was paying them a visit, listened to their
+conversation, or rather was present at it, plunged in his
+accustomed state of apathy. "Indeed," said Julie, "might we
+not almost fancy, Emmanuel, that those people, so rich, so
+happy but yesterday, had forgotten in their prosperity that
+an evil genius -- like the wicked fairies in Perrault's
+stories who present themselves unbidden at a wedding or
+baptism -- hovered over them, and appeared all at once to
+revenge himself for their fatal neglect?"
+
+"What a dire misfortune!" said Emmanuel, thinking of Morcerf
+and Danglars.
+
+"What dreadful sufferings!" said Julie, remembering
+Valentine, but whom, with a delicacy natural to women, she
+did not name before her brother.
+
+"If the Supreme Being has directed the fatal blow," said
+Emmanuel, "it must be that he in his great goodness has
+perceived nothing in the past lives of these people to merit
+mitigation of their awful punishment."
+
+"Do you not form a very rash judgment, Emmanuel?" said
+Julie. "When my father, with a pistol in his hand, was once
+on the point of committing suicide, had any one then said,
+`This man deserves his misery,' would not that person have
+been deceived?"
+
+"Yes; but your father was not allowed to fall. A being was
+commissioned to arrest the fatal hand of death about to
+descend on him."
+
+Emmanuel had scarcely uttered these words when the sound of
+the bell was heard, the well-known signal given by the
+porter that a visitor had arrived. Nearly at the same
+instant the door was opened and the Count of Monte Cristo
+appeared on the threshold. The young people uttered a cry of
+joy, while Maximilian raised his head, but let it fall again
+immediately. "Maximilian," said the count, without appearing
+to notice the different impressions which his presence
+produced on the little circle, "I come to seek you."
+
+"To seek me?" repeated Morrel, as if awakening from a dream.
+
+"Yes," said Monte Cristo; "has it not been agreed that I
+should take you with me, and did I not tell you yesterday to
+prepare for departure?"
+
+"I am ready," said Maximilian; "I came expressly to wish
+them farewell."
+
+"Whither are you going, count?" asked Julie.
+
+"In the first instance to Marseilles, madame."
+
+"To Marseilles!" exclaimed the young couple.
+
+"Yes, and I take your brother with me."
+
+"Oh, count." said Julie, "will you restore him to us cured
+of his melancholy?" -- Morrel turned away to conceal the
+confusion of his countenance.
+
+"You perceive, then, that he is not happy?" said the count.
+"Yes," replied the young woman; "and fear much that he finds
+our home but a dull one."
+
+"I will undertake to divert him," replied the count.
+
+"I am ready to accompany you, sir," said Maximilian. "Adieu,
+my kind friends! Emmanuel -- Julie -- farewell!"
+
+"How farewell?" exclaimed Julie; "do you leave us thus, so
+suddenly, without any preparations for your journey, without
+even a passport?"
+
+"Needless delays but increase the grief of parting," said
+Monte Cristo, "and Maximilian has doubtless provided himself
+with everything requisite; at least, I advised him to do
+so."
+
+"I have a passport, and my clothes are ready packed," said
+Morrel in his tranquil but mournful manner.
+
+"Good," said Monte Cristo, smiling; "in these prompt
+arrangements we recognize the order of a well-disciplined
+soldier."
+
+"And you leave us," said Julie, "at a moment's warning? you
+do not give us a day -- no, not even an hour before your
+departure?"
+
+"My carriage is at the door, madame, and I must be in Rome
+in five days."
+
+"But does Maximilian go to Rome?" exclaimed Emmanuel.
+
+"I am going wherever it may please the count to take me,"
+said Morrel, with a smile full of grief; "I am under his
+orders for the next month."
+
+"Oh, heavens, how strangely he expresses himself, count!"
+said Julie.
+
+"Maximilian goes with me," said the count, in his kindest
+and most persuasive manner; "therefore do not make yourself
+uneasy on your brother's account."
+
+"Once more farewell, my dear sister; Emmanuel, adieu!"
+Morrel repeated.
+
+"His carelessness and indifference touch me to the heart,"
+said Julie. "Oh, Maximilian, Maximilian, you are certainly
+concealing something from us."
+
+"Pshaw!" said Monte Cristo, "you will see him return to you
+gay, smiling, and joyful."
+
+Maximilian cast a look of disdain, almost of anger, on the
+count.
+
+"We must leave you," said Monte Cristo.
+
+"Before you quit us, count," said Julie, "will you permit us
+to express to you all that the other day" --
+
+"Madame," interrupted the count, taking her two hands in
+his, "all that you could say in words would never express
+what I read in your eyes; the thoughts of your heart are
+fully understood by mine. Like benefactors in romances, I
+should have left you without seeing you again, but that
+would have been a virtue beyond my strength, because I am a
+weak and vain man, fond of the tender, kind, and thankful
+glances of my fellow-creatures. On the eve of departure I
+carry my egotism so far as to say, `Do not forget me, my
+kind friends, for probably you will never see me again.'"
+
+"Never see you again?" exclaimed Emmanuel, while two large
+tears rolled down Julie's cheeks, "never behold you again?
+It is not a man, then, but some angel that leaves us, and
+this angel is on the point of returning to heaven after
+having appeared on earth to do good."
+
+"Say not so," quickly returned Monte Cristo -- "say not so,
+my friends; angels never err, celestial beings remain where
+they wish to be. Fate is not more powerful than they; it is
+they who, on the contrary, overcome fate. No, Emmanuel, I am
+but a man, and your admiration is as unmerited as your words
+are sacrilegious." And pressing his lips on the hand of
+Julie, who rushed into his arms, he extended his other hand
+to Emmanuel; then tearing himself from this abode of peace
+and happiness, he made a sign to Maximilian, who followed
+him passively, with the indifference which had been
+perceptible in him ever since the death of Valentine had so
+stunned him. "Restore my brother to peace and happiness,"
+whispered Julie to Monte Cristo. And the count pressed her
+hand in reply, as he had done eleven years before on the
+staircase leading to Morrel's study.
+
+"You still confide, then, in Sinbad the Sailor?" asked he,
+smiling.
+
+"Oh, yes," was the ready answer.
+
+"Well, then, sleep in peace, and put your trust in heaven."
+As we have before said, the postchaise was waiting; four
+powerful horses were already pawing the ground with
+impatience, while Ali, apparently just arrived from a long
+walk, was standing at the foot of the steps, his face bathed
+in perspiration. "Well," asked the count in Arabic, "have
+you been to see the old man?" Ali made a sign in the
+affirmative.
+
+"And have you placed the letter before him, as I ordered you
+to do?"
+
+The slave respectfully signalized that he had. "And what did
+he say, or rather do?" Ali placed himself in the light, so
+that his master might see him distinctly, and then imitating
+in his intelligent manner the countenance of the old man, he
+closed his eyes, as Noirtier was in the custom of doing when
+saying "Yes."
+
+"Good; he accepts," said Monte Cristo. "Now let us go."
+
+These words had scarcely escaped him, when the carriage was
+on its way, and the feet of the horses struck a shower of
+sparks from the pavement. Maximilian settled himself in his
+corner without uttering a word. Half an hour had passed when
+the carriage stopped suddenly; the count had just pulled the
+silken check-string, which was fastened to Ali's finger. The
+Nubian immediately descended and opened the carriage door.
+It was a lovely starlight night -- they had just reached the
+top of the hill Villejuif, from whence Paris appears like a
+sombre sea tossing its millions of phosphoric waves into
+light -- waves indeed more noisy, more passionate, more
+changeable, more furious, more greedy, than those of the
+tempestuous ocean, -- waves which never rest as those of the
+sea sometimes do, -- waves ever dashing, ever foaming, ever
+ingulfing what falls within their grasp. The count stood
+alone, and at a sign from his hand, the carriage went on for
+a short distance. With folded arms, he gazed for some time
+upon the great city. When he had fixed his piercing look on
+this modern Babylon, which equally engages the contemplation
+of the religious enthusiast, the materialist, and the
+scoffer, -- "Great city," murmured he, inclining his head,
+and joining his hands as if in prayer, "less than six months
+have elapsed since first I entered thy gates. I believe that
+the Spirit of God led my steps to thee and that he also
+enables me to quit thee in triumph; the secret cause of my
+presence within thy walls I have confided alone to him who
+only has had the power to read my heart. God only knows that
+I retire from thee without pride or hatred, but not without
+many regrets; he only knows that the power confided to me
+has never been made subservient to my personal good or to
+any useless cause. Oh, great city, it is in thy palpitating
+bosom that I have found that which I sought; like a patient
+miner, I have dug deep into thy very entrails to root out
+evil thence. Now my work is accomplished, my mission is
+terminated, now thou canst neither afford me pain nor
+pleasure. Adieu, Paris, adieu!"
+
+His look wandered over the vast plain like that of some
+genius of the night; he passed his hand over his brow, got
+into the carriage, the door was closed on him, and the
+vehicle quickly disappeared down the other side of the hill
+in a whirlwind of noise and dust.
+
+Ten leagues were passed and not a single word was uttered.
+
+Morrel was dreaming, and Monte Cristo was looking at the
+dreamer.
+
+"Morrel," said the count to him at length, "do you repent
+having followed me?"
+
+"No, count; but to leave Paris" --
+
+"If I thought happiness might await you in Paris, Morrel, I
+would have left you there."
+
+"Valentine reposes within the walls of Paris, and to leave
+Paris is like losing her a second time."
+
+"Maximilian," said the count, "the friends that we have lost
+do not repose in the bosom of the earth, but are buried deep
+in our hearts, and it has been thus ordained that we may
+always be accompanied by them. I have two friends, who in
+this way never depart from me; the one who gave me being,
+and the other who conferred knowledge and intelligence on
+me. Their spirits live in me. I consult them when doubtful,
+and if I ever do any good, it is due to their beneficent
+counsels. Listen to the voice of your heart, Morrel, and ask
+it whether you ought to preserve this melancholy exterior
+towards me."
+
+"My friend," said Maximilian, "the voice of my heart is very
+sorrowful, and promises me nothing but misfortune."
+
+"It is the way of weakened minds to see everything through a
+black cloud. The soul forms its own horizons; your soul is
+darkened, and consequently the sky of the future appears
+stormy and unpromising."
+
+"That may possibly be true," said Maximilian, and he again
+subsided into his thoughtful mood.
+
+The journey was performed with that marvellous rapidity
+which the unlimited power of the count ever commanded. Towns
+fled from them like shadows on their path, and trees shaken
+by the first winds of autumn seemed like giants madly
+rushing on to meet them, and retreating as rapidly when once
+reached. The following morning they arrived at Chalons,
+where the count's steamboat waited for them. Without the
+loss of an instant, the carriage was placed on board and the
+two travellers embarked without delay. The boat was built
+for speed; her two paddle-wheels were like two wings with
+which she skimmed the water like a bird. Morrel was not
+insensible to that sensation of delight which is generally
+experienced in passing rapidly through the air, and the wind
+which occasionally raised the hair from his forehead seemed
+on the point of dispelling momentarily the clouds collected
+there.
+
+As the distance increased between the travellers and Paris,
+almost superhuman serenity appeared to surround the count;
+he might have been taken for an exile about to revisit his
+native land. Ere long Marseilles presented herself to view,
+-- Marseilles, white, fervid, full of life and energy, --
+Marseilles, the younger sister of Tyre and Carthage, the
+successor to them in the empire of the Mediterranean, --
+Marseilles, old, yet always young. Powerful memories were
+stirred within them by the sight of the round tower, Fort
+Saint-Nicolas, the City Hall designed by Puget,* the port
+with its brick quays, where they had both played in
+childhood, and it was with one accord that they stopped on
+the Cannebiere. A vessel was setting sail for Algiers, on
+board of which the bustle usually attending departure
+prevailed. The passengers and their relations crowded on the
+deck, friends taking a tender but sorrowful leave of each
+other, some weeping, others noisy in their grief, the whole
+forming a spectacle that might be exciting even to those who
+witnessed similar sights daily, but which had no power to
+disturb the current of thought that had taken possession of
+the mind of Maximilian from the moment he had set foot on
+the broad pavement of the quay.
+
+* Pierre Puget, the sculptor-architect, was born at
+Marseilles in 1622.
+
+"Here," said he, leaning heavily on the arm of Monte Cristo,
+-- "here is the spot where my father stopped, when the
+Pharaon entered the port; it was here that the good old man,
+whom you saved from death and dishonor, threw himself into
+my arms. I yet feel his warm tears on my face, and his were
+not the only tears shed, for many who witnessed our meeting
+wept also." Monte Cristo gently smiled and said, -- "I was
+there;" at the same time pointing to the corner of a street.
+As he spoke, and in the very direction he indicated, a
+groan, expressive of bitter grief, was heard, and a woman
+was seen waving her hand to a passenger on board the vessel
+about to sail. Monte Cristo looked at her with an emotion
+that must have been remarked by Morrel had not his eyes been
+fixed on the vessel.
+
+"Oh, heavens!" exclaimed Morrel, "I do not deceive myself --
+that young man who is waving his hat, that youth in the
+uniform of a lieutenant, is Albert de Morcerf!"
+
+"Yes," said Monte Cristo, "I recognized him."
+
+"How so? -- you were looking the other way." the count
+smiled, as he was in the habit of doing when he did not want
+to make any reply, and he again turned towards the veiled
+woman, who soon disappeared at the corner of the street.
+Turning to his friend, -- "Dear Maximilian," said the count,
+"have you nothing to do in this land?"
+
+"I have to weep over the grave of my father," replied Morrel
+in a broken voice.
+
+"Well, then, go, -- wait for me there, and I will soon join
+you."
+
+"You leave me, then?"
+
+"Yes; I also have a pious visit to pay."
+
+Morrel allowed his hand to fall into that which the count
+extended to him; then with an inexpressibly sorrowful
+inclination of the head he quitted the count and bent his
+steps to the east of the city. Monte Cristo remained on the
+same spot until Maximilian was out of sight; he then walked
+slowly towards the Allees de Meillan to seek out a small
+house with which our readers were made familiar at the
+beginning of this story. It yet stood, under the shade of
+the fine avenue of lime-trees, which forms one of the most
+frequent walks of the idlers of Marseilles, covered by an
+immense vine, which spreads its aged and blackened branches
+over the stone front, burnt yellow by the ardent sun of the
+south. Two stone steps worn away by the friction of many
+feet led to the door, which was made of three planks; the
+door had never been painted or varnished, so great cracks
+yawned in it during the dry season to close again when the
+rains came on. The house, with all its crumbling antiquity
+and apparent misery, was yet cheerful and picturesque, and
+was the same that old Dantes formerly inhabited -- the only
+difference being that the old man occupied merely the
+garret, while the whole house was now placed at the command
+of Mercedes by the count.
+
+The woman whom the count had seen leave the ship with so
+much regret entered this house; she had scarcely closed the
+door after her when Monte Cristo appeared at the corner of a
+street, so that he found and lost her again almost at the
+same instant. The worn out steps were old acquaintances of
+his; he knew better than any one else how to open that
+weather-beaten door with the large headed nail which served
+to raise the latch within. He entered without knocking, or
+giving any other intimation of his presence, as if he had
+been a friend or the master of the place. At the end of a
+passage paved with bricks, was a little garden, bathed in
+sunshine, and rich in warmth and light. In this garden
+Mercedes had found, at the place indicated by the count, the
+sum of money which he, through a sense of delicacy, had
+described as having been placed there twenty-four years
+previously. The trees of the garden were easily seen from
+the steps of the street-door. Monte Cristo, on stepping into
+the house, heard a sigh that was almost a deep sob; he
+looked in the direction whence it came, and there under an
+arbor of Virginia jessamine,* with its thick foliage and
+beautiful long purple flowers, he saw Mercedes seated, with
+her head bowed, and weeping bitterly. She had raised her
+veil, and with her face hidden by her hands was giving free
+scope to the sighs and tears which had been so long
+restrained by the presence of her son. Monte Cristo advanced
+a few steps, which were heard on the gravel. Mercedes raised
+her head, and uttered a cry of terror on beholding a man
+before her.
+
+* The Carolina -- not Virginia -- jessamine, gelsemium
+sempervirens (properly speaking not a jessamine at all) has
+yellow blossoms. The reference is no doubt to the Wistaria
+frutescens. -- Ed.
+
+"Madame," said the count, "it is no longer in my power to
+restore you to happiness, but I offer you consolation; will
+you deign to accept it as coming from a friend?"
+
+"I am, indeed, most wretched," replied Mercedes. "Alone in
+the world, I had but my son, and he has left me!"
+
+"He possesses a noble heart, madame," replied the count,
+"and he has acted rightly. He feels that every man owes a
+tribute to his country; some contribute their talents,
+others their industry; these devote their blood, those their
+nightly labors, to the same cause. Had he remained with you,
+his life must have become a hateful burden, nor would he
+have participated in your griefs. He will increase in
+strength and honor by struggling with adversity, which he
+will convert into prosperity. Leave him to build up the
+future for you, and I venture to say you will confide it to
+safe hands."
+
+"Oh," replied the wretched woman, mournfully shaking her
+head, "the prosperity of which you speak, and which, from
+the bottom of my heart, I pray God in his mercy to grant
+him, I can never enjoy. The bitter cup of adversity has been
+drained by me to the very dregs, and I feel that the grave
+is not far distant. You have acted kindly, count, in
+bringing me back to the place where I have enjoyed so much
+bliss. I ought to meet death on the same spot where
+happiness was once all my own."
+
+"Alas," said Monte Cristo, "your words sear and embitter my
+heart, the more so as you have every reason to hate me. I
+have been the cause of all your misfortunes; but why do you
+pity, instead of blaming me? You render me still more
+unhappy" --
+
+"Hate you, blame you -- you, Edmond! Hate, reproach, the man
+that has spared my son's life! For was it not your fatal and
+sanguinary intention to destroy that son of whom M. de
+Morcerf was so proud? Oh, look at me closely, and discover
+if you can even the semblance of a reproach in me." The
+count looked up and fixed his eyes on Mercedes, who arose
+partly from her seat and extended both her hands towards
+him. "Oh, look at me," continued she, with a feeling of
+profound melancholy, "my eyes no longer dazzle by their
+brilliancy, for the time has long fled since I used to smile
+on Edmond Dantes, who anxiously looked out for me from the
+window of yonder garret, then inhabited by his old father.
+Years of grief have created an abyss between those days and
+the present. I neither reproach you nor hate you, my friend.
+Oh, no, Edmond, it is myself that I blame, myself that I
+hate! Oh, miserable creature that I am!" cried she, clasping
+her hands, and raising her eyes to heaven. "I once possessed
+piety, innocence, and love, the three ingredients of the
+happiness of angels, and now what am I?" Monte Cristo
+approached her, and silently took her hand. "No," said she,
+withdrawing it gently -- "no, my friend, touch me not. You
+have spared me, yet of all those who have fallen under your
+vengeance I was the most guilty. They were influenced by
+hatred, by avarice, and by self-love; but I was base, and
+for want of courage acted against my judgment. Nay, do not
+press my hand, Edmond; you are thinking, I am sure, of some
+kind speech to console me, but do not utter it to me,
+reserve it for others more worthy of your kindness. See"
+(and she exposed her face completely to view) -- "see,
+misfortune has silvered my hair, my eyes have shed so many
+tears that they are encircled by a rim of purple, and my
+brow is wrinkled. You, Edmond, on the contrary, -- you are
+still young, handsome, dignified; it is because you have had
+faith; because you have had strength, because you have had
+trust in God, and God has sustained you. But as for me, I
+have been a coward; I have denied God and he has abandoned
+me."
+
+Mercedes burst into tears; her woman's heart was breaking
+under its load of memories. Monte Cristo took her hand and
+imprinted a kiss on it; but she herself felt that it was a
+kiss of no greater warmth than he would have bestowed on the
+hand of some marble statue of a saint. "It often happens,"
+continued she, "that a first fault destroys the prospects of
+a whole life. I believed you dead; why did I survive you?
+What good has it done me to mourn for you eternally in the
+secret recesses of my heart? -- only to make a woman of
+thirty-nine look like a woman of fifty. Why, having
+recognized you, and I the only one to do so -- why was I
+able to save my son alone? Ought I not also to have rescued
+the man that I had accepted for a husband, guilty though he
+were? Yet I let him die! What do I say? Oh, merciful
+heavens, was I not accessory to his death by my supine
+insensibility, by my contempt for him, not remembering, or
+not willing to remember, that it was for my sake he had
+become a traitor and a perjurer? In what am I benefited by
+accompanying my son so far, since I now abandon him, and
+allow him to depart alone to the baneful climate of Africa?
+Oh, I have been base, cowardly, I tell you; I have abjured
+my affections, and like all renegades I am of evil omen to
+those who surround me!"
+
+"No, Mercedes," said Monte Cristo, "no; you judge yourself
+with too much severity. You are a noble-minded woman, and it
+was your grief that disarmed me. Still I was but an agent,
+led on by an invisible and offended Deity, who chose not to
+withhold the fatal blow that I was destined to hurl. I take
+that God to witness, at whose feet I have prostrated myself
+daily for the last ten years, that I would have sacrificed
+my life to you, and with my life the projects that were
+indissolubly linked with it. But -- and I say it with some
+pride, Mercedes -- God needed me, and I lived. Examine the
+past and the present, and endeavor to dive into futurity,
+and then say whether I am not a divine instrument. The most
+dreadful misfortunes, the most frightful sufferings, the
+abandonment of all those who loved me, the persecution of
+those who did not know me, formed the trials of my youth;
+when suddenly, from captivity, solitude, misery, I was
+restored to light and liberty, and became the possessor of a
+fortune so brilliant, so unbounded, so unheard-of, that I
+must have been blind not to be conscious that God had
+endowed me with it to work out his own great designs. From
+that time I looked upon this fortune as something confided
+to me for an especial purpose. Not a thought was given to a
+life which you once, Mercedes, had the power to render
+blissful; not one hour of peaceful calm was mine; but I felt
+myself driven on like an exterminating angel. Like
+adventurous captains about to embark on some enterprise full
+of danger, I laid in my provisions, I loaded my weapons, I
+collected every means of attack and defence; I inured my
+body to the most violent exercises, my soul to the bitterest
+trials; I taught my arm to slay, my eyes to behold
+excruciating sufferings, and my mouth to smile at the most
+horrid spectacles. Good-natured, confiding, and forgiving as
+I had been, I became revengeful, cunning, and wicked, or
+rather, immovable as fate. Then I launched out into the path
+that was opened to me. I overcame every obstacle, and
+reached the goal; but woe to those who stood in my pathway!"
+
+"Enough," said Mercedes; "enough, Edmond! Believe me, that
+she who alone recognized you has been the only one to
+comprehend you; and had she crossed your path, and you had
+crushed her like glass, still, Edmond, still she must have
+admired you! Like the gulf between me and the past, there is
+an abyss between you, Edmond, and the rest of mankind; and I
+tell you freely that the comparison I draw between you and
+other men will ever be one of my greatest tortures. No,
+there is nothing in the world to resemble you in worth and
+goodness! But we must say farewell, Edmond, and let us
+part."
+
+"Before I leave you, Mercedes, have you no request to make?"
+said the count.
+
+"I desire but one thing in this world, Edmond, -- the
+happiness of my son."
+
+"Pray to the Almighty to spare his life, and I will take
+upon myself to promote his happiness."
+
+"Thank you, Edmond."
+
+"But have you no request to make for yourself, Mercedes?"
+
+"For myself I want nothing. I live, as it were, between two
+graves. One is that of Edmond Dantes, lost to me long, long
+since. He had my love! That word ill becomes my faded lip
+now, but it is a memory dear to my heart, and one that I
+would not lose for all that the world contains. The other
+grave is that of the man who met his death from the hand of
+Edmond Dantes. I approve of the deed, but I must pray for
+the dead."
+
+"Your son shall be happy, Mercedes," repeated the count.
+
+"Then I shall enjoy as much happiness as this world can
+possibly confer."
+
+"But what are your intentions?"
+
+"To say that I shall live here, like the Mercedes of other
+times, gaining my bread by labor, would not be true, nor
+would you believe me. I have no longer the strength to do
+anything but to spend my days in prayer. However, I shall
+have no occasion to work, for the little sum of money buried
+by you, and which I found in the place you mentioned, will
+be sufficient to maintain me. Rumor will probably be busy
+respecting me, my occupations, my manner of living -- that
+will signify but little."
+
+"Mercedes," said the count, "I do not say it to blame you,
+but you made an unnecessary sacrifice in relinquishing the
+whole of the fortune amassed by M. de Morcerf; half of it at
+least by right belonged to you, in virtue of your vigilance
+and economy."
+
+"I perceive what you are intending to propose to me; but I
+cannot accept it, Edmond -- my son would not permit it."
+
+"Nothing shall be done without the full approbation of
+Albert de Morcerf. I will make myself acquainted with his
+intentions and will submit to them. But if he be willing to
+accept my offers, will you oppose them?"
+
+"You well know, Edmond, that I am no longer a reasoning
+creature; I have no will, unless it be the will never to
+decide. I have been so overwhelmed by the many storms that
+have broken over my head, that I am become passive in the
+hands of the Almighty, like a sparrow in the talons of an
+eagle. I live, because it is not ordained for me to die. If
+succor be sent to me, I will accept it."
+
+"Ah, madame," said Monte Cristo, "you should not talk thus!
+It is not so we should evince our resignation to the will of
+heaven; on the contrary, we are all free agents."
+
+"Alas!" exclaimed Mercedes, "if it were so, if I possessed
+free-will, but without the power to render that will
+efficacious, it would drive me to despair." Monte Cristo
+dropped his head and shrank from the vehemence of her grief.
+"Will you not even say you will see me again?" he asked.
+
+"On the contrary, we shall meet again," said Mercedes,
+pointing to heaven with solemnity. "I tell you so to prove
+to you that I still hope." And after pressing her own
+trembling hand upon that of the count, Mercedes rushed up
+the stairs and disappeared. Monte Cristo slowly left the
+house and turned towards the quay. But Mercedes did not
+witness his departure, although she was seated at the little
+window of the room which had been occupied by old Dantes.
+Her eyes were straining to see the ship which was carrying
+her son over the vast sea; but still her voice involuntarily
+murmured softly, "Edmond, Edmond, Edmond!"
+
+
+
+Chapter 113
+The Past.
+
+The count departed with a sad heart from the house in which
+he had left Mercedes, probably never to behold her again.
+Since the death of little Edward a great change had taken
+place in Monte Cristo. Having reached the summit of his
+vengeance by a long and tortuous path, he saw an abyss of
+doubt yawning before him. More than this, the conversation
+which had just taken place between Mercedes and himself had
+awakened so many recollections in his heart that he felt it
+necessary to combat with them. A man of the count's
+temperament could not long indulge in that melancholy which
+can exist in common minds, but which destroys superior ones.
+He thought he must have made an error in his calculations if
+he now found cause to blame himself.
+
+"I cannot have deceived myself," he said; "I must look upon
+the past in a false light. What!" he continued, "can I have
+been following a false path? -- can the end which I proposed
+be a mistaken end? -- can one hour have sufficed to prove to
+an architect that the work upon which he founded all his
+hopes was an impossible, if not a sacrilegious, undertaking?
+I cannot reconcile myself to this idea -- it would madden
+me. The reason why I am now dissatisfied is that I have not
+a clear appreciation of the past. The past, like the country
+through which we walk, becomes indistinct as we advance. My
+position is like that of a person wounded in a dream; he
+feels the wound, though he cannot recollect when he received
+it. Come, then, thou regenerate man, thou extravagant
+prodigal, thou awakened sleeper, thou all-powerful
+visionary, thou invincible millionaire, -- once again review
+thy past life of starvation and wretchedness, revisit the
+scenes where fate and misfortune conducted, and where
+despair received thee. Too many diamonds, too much gold and
+splendor, are now reflected by the mirror in which Monte
+Cristo seeks to behold Dantes. Hide thy diamonds, bury thy
+gold, shroud thy splendor, exchange riches for poverty,
+liberty for a prison, a living body for a corpse!" As he
+thus reasoned, Monte Cristo walked down the Rue de la
+Caisserie. It was the same through which, twenty-four years
+ago, he had been conducted by a silent and nocturnal guard;
+the houses, to-day so smiling and animated, were on that
+night dark, mute, and closed. "And yet they were the same,"
+murmured Monte Cristo, "only now it is broad daylight
+instead of night; it is the sun which brightens the place,
+and makes it appear so cheerful."
+
+He proceeded towards the quay by the Rue Saint-Laurent, and
+advanced to the Consigne; it was the point where he had
+embarked. A pleasure-boat with striped awning was going by.
+Monte Cristo called the owner, who immediately rowed up to
+him with the eagerness of a boatman hoping for a good fare.
+The weather was magnificent, and the excursion a treat.
+
+The sun, red and flaming, was sinking into the embrace of
+the welcoming ocean. The sea, smooth as crystal, was now and
+then disturbed by the leaping of fish, which were pursued by
+some unseen enemy and sought for safety in another element;
+while on the extreme verge of the horizon might be seen the
+fishermen's boats, white and graceful as the sea-gull, or
+the merchant vessels bound for Corsica or Spain.
+
+But notwithstanding the serene sky, the gracefully formed
+boats, and the golden light in which the whole scene was
+bathed, the Count of Monte Cristo, wrapped in his cloak,
+could think only of this terrible voyage, the details of
+which were one by one recalled to his memory. The solitary
+light burning at the Catalans; that first sight of the
+Chateau d'If, which told him whither they were leading him;
+the struggle with the gendarmes when he wished to throw
+himself overboard; his despair when he found himself
+vanquished, and the sensation when the muzzle of the carbine
+touched his forehead -- all these were brought before him in
+vivid and frightful reality. Like the streams which the heat
+of the summer has dried up, and which after the autumnal
+storms gradually begin oozing drop by drop, so did the count
+feel his heart gradually fill with the bitterness which
+formerly nearly overwhelmed Edmond Dantes. Clear sky,
+swift-flitting boats, and brilliant sunshine disappeared;
+the heavens were hung with black, and the gigantic structure
+of the Chateau d'If seemed like the phantom of a mortal
+enemy. As they reached the shore, the count instinctively
+shrunk to the extreme end of the boat, and the owner was
+obliged to call out, in his sweetest tone of voice, "Sir, we
+are at the landing."
+
+Monte Cristo remembered that on that very spot, on the same
+rock, he had been violently dragged by the guards, who
+forced him to ascend the slope at the points of their
+bayonets. The journey had seemed very long to Dantes, but
+Monte Cristo found it equally short. Each stroke of the oar
+seemed to awaken a new throng of ideas, which sprang up with
+the flying spray of the sea.
+
+There had been no prisoners confined in the Chateau d'If
+since the revolution of July; it was only inhabited by a
+guard, kept there for the prevention of smuggling. A
+concierge waited at the door to exhibit to visitors this
+monument of curiosity, once a scene of terror. The count
+inquired whether any of the ancient jailers were still
+there; but they had all been pensioned, or had passed on to
+some other employment. The concierge who attended him had
+only been there since 1830. He visited his own dungeon. He
+again beheld the dull light vainly endeavoring to penetrate
+the narrow opening. His eyes rested upon the spot where had
+stood his bed, since then removed, and behind the bed the
+new stones indicated where the breach made by the Abbe Faria
+had been. Monte Cristo felt his limbs tremble; he seated
+himself upon a log of wood.
+
+"Are there any stories connected with this prison besides
+the one relating to the poisoning of Mirabeau?" asked the
+count; "are there any traditions respecting these dismal
+abodes, -- in which it is difficult to believe men can ever
+have imprisoned their fellow-creatures?"
+
+"Yes, sir; indeed, the jailer Antoine told me one connected
+with this very dungeon."
+
+Monte Cristo shuddered; Antoine had been his jailer. He had
+almost forgotten his name and face, but at the mention of
+the name he recalled his person as he used to see it, the
+face encircled by a beard, wearing the brown jacket, the
+bunch of keys, the jingling of which he still seemed to
+hear. The count turned around, and fancied he saw him in the
+corridor, rendered still darker by the torch carried by the
+concierge. "Would you like to hear the story, sir?"
+
+"Yes; relate it," said Monte Cristo, pressing his hand to
+his heart to still its violent beatings; he felt afraid of
+hearing his own history.
+
+"This dungeon," said the concierge, "was, it appears, some
+time ago occupied by a very dangerous prisoner, the more so
+since he was full of industry. Another person was confined
+in the Chateau at the same time, but he was not wicked, he
+was only a poor mad priest."
+
+"Ah, indeed? -- mad!" repeated Monte Cristo; "and what was
+his mania?"
+
+"He offered millions to any one who would set him at
+liberty."
+
+Monte Cristo raised his eyes, but he could not see the
+heavens; there was a stone veil between him and the
+firmament. He thought that there had been no less thick a
+veil before the eyes of those to whom Faria offered the
+treasures. "Could the prisoners see each other?" he asked.
+
+"Oh, no, sir, it was expressly forbidden; but they eluded
+the vigilance of the guards, and made a passage from one
+dungeon to the other."
+
+"And which of them made this passage?"
+
+"Oh, it must have been the young man, certainly, for he was
+strong and industrious, while the abbe was aged and weak;
+besides, his mind was too vacillating to allow him to carry
+out an idea."
+
+"Blind fools!" murmured the count.
+
+"However, be that as it may, the young man made a tunnel,
+how or by what means no one knows; but he made it, and there
+is the evidence yet remaining of his work. Do you see it?"
+and the man held the torch to the wall.
+
+"Ah, yes; I see," said the count, in a voice hoarse from
+emotion.
+
+"The result was that the two men communicated with one
+another; how long they did so, nobody knows. One day the old
+man fell ill and died. Now guess what the young one did?"
+
+"Tell me."
+
+"He carried off the corpse, which he placed in his own bed
+with its face to the wall; then he entered the empty
+dungeon, closed the entrance, and slipped into the sack
+which had contained the dead body. Did you ever hear of such
+an idea?" Monte Cristo closed his eyes, and seemed again to
+experience all the sensations he had felt when the coarse
+canvas, yet moist with the cold dews of death, had touched
+his face. The jailer continued: "Now this was his project.
+He fancied that they buried the dead at the Chateau d'If,
+and imagining they would not expend much labor on the grave
+of a prisoner, he calculated on raising the earth with his
+shoulders, but unfortunately their arrangements at the
+Chateau frustrated his projects. They never buried the dead;
+they merely attached a heavy cannon-ball to the feet, and
+then threw them into the sea. This is what was done. The
+young man was thrown from the top of the rock; the corpse
+was found on the bed next day, and the whole truth was
+guessed, for the men who performed the office then mentioned
+what they had not dared to speak of before, that at the
+moment the corpse was thrown into the deep, they heard a
+shriek, which was almost immediately stifled by the water in
+which it disappeared." The count breathed with difficulty;
+the cold drops ran down his forehead, and his heart was full
+of anguish.
+
+"No," he muttered, "the doubt I felt was but the
+commencement of forgetfulness; but here the wound reopens,
+and the heart again thirsts for vengeance. And the
+prisoner," he continued aloud, "was he ever heard of
+afterwards?"
+
+"Oh, no; of course not. You can understand that one of two
+things must have happened; he must either have fallen flat,
+in which case the blow, from a height of ninety feet, must
+have killed him instantly, or he must have fallen upright,
+and then the weight would have dragged him to the bottom,
+where he remained -- poor fellow!"
+
+"Then you pity him?" said the count.
+
+"Ma foi, yes; though he was in his own element."
+
+"What do you mean?"
+
+"The report was that he had been a naval officer, who had
+been confined for plotting with the Bonapartists."
+
+"Great is truth," muttered the count, "fire cannot burn, nor
+water drown it! Thus the poor sailor lives in the
+recollection of those who narrate his history; his terrible
+story is recited in the chimney-corner, and a shudder is
+felt at the description of his transit through the air to be
+swallowed by the deep." Then, the count added aloud, "Was
+his name ever known?"
+
+"Oh, yes; but only as No. 34."
+
+"Oh, Villefort, Villefort," murmured the count, "this scene
+must often have haunted thy sleepless hours!"
+
+"Do you wish to see anything more, sir?" said the concierge.
+
+"Yes, especially if you will show me the poor abbe's room."
+
+"Ah -- No. 27."
+
+"Yes; No. 27." repeated the count, who seemed to hear the
+voice of the abbe answering him in those very words through
+the wall when asked his name.
+
+"Come, sir."
+
+"Wait," said Monte Cristo, "I wish to take one final glance
+around this room."
+
+"This is fortunate," said the guide; "I have forgotten the
+other key."
+
+"Go and fetch it."
+
+"I will leave you the torch, sir."
+
+"No, take it away; I can see in the dark."
+
+"Why, you are like No. 34. They said he was so accustomed to
+darkness that he could see a pin in the darkest corner of
+his dungeon."
+
+"He spent fourteen years to arrive at that," muttered the
+count.
+
+The guide carried away the torch. The count had spoken
+correctly. Scarcely had a few seconds elapsed, ere he saw
+everything as distinctly as by daylight. Then he looked
+around him, and really recognized his dungeon.
+
+"Yes," he said, "there is the stone upon which I used to
+sit; there is the impression made by my shoulders on the
+wall; there is the mark of my blood made when one day I
+dashed my head against the wall. Oh, those figures, how well
+I remember them! I made them one day to calculate the age of
+my father, that I might know whether I should find him still
+living, and that of Mercedes, to know if I should find her
+still free. After finishing that calculation, I had a
+minute's hope. I did not reckon upon hunger and infidelity!"
+and a bitter laugh escaped the count. He saw in fancy the
+burial of his father, and the marriage of Mercedes. On the
+other side of the dungeon he perceived an inscription, the
+white letters of which were still visible on the green wall.
+"`O God,'" he read, "`preserve my memory!' Oh, yes," he
+cried, "that was my only prayer at last; I no longer begged
+for liberty, but memory; I dreaded to become mad and
+forgetful. O God, thou hast preserved my memory; I thank
+thee, I thank thee!" At this moment the light of the torch
+was reflected on the wall; the guide was coming; Monte
+Cristo went to meet him.
+
+"Follow me, sir;" and without ascending the stairs the guide
+conducted him by a subterraneous passage to another
+entrance. There, again, Monte Cristo was assailed by a
+multitude of thoughts. The first thing that met his eye was
+the meridian, drawn by the abbe on the wall, by which he
+calculated the time; then he saw the remains of the bed on
+which the poor prisoner had died. The sight of this, instead
+of exciting the anguish experienced by the count in the
+dungeon, filled his heart with a soft and grateful
+sentiment, and tears fell from his eyes.
+
+"This is where the mad abbe was kept, sir, and that is where
+the young man entered; "and the guide pointed to the
+opening, which had remained unclosed. "From the appearance
+of the stone," he continued, "a learned gentleman discovered
+that the prisoners might have communicated together for ten
+years. Poor things! Those must have been ten weary years."
+
+Dantes took some louis from his pocket, and gave them to the
+man who had twice unconsciously pitied him. The guide took
+them, thinking them merely a few pieces of little value; but
+the light of the torch revealed their true worth. "Sir," he
+said, "you have made a mistake; you have given me gold."
+
+"I know it." The concierge looked upon the count with
+surprise. "Sir," he cried, scarcely able to believe his good
+fortune -- "sir, I cannot understand your generosity!"
+
+"Oh, it is very simple, my good fellow; I have been a
+sailor, and your story touched me more than it would
+others."
+
+"Then, sir, since you are so liberal, I ought to offer you
+something."
+
+"What have you to offer to me, my friend? Shells?
+Straw-work? Thank you!"
+
+"No, sir, neither of those; something connected with this
+story."
+
+"Really? What is it?"
+
+"Listen," said the guide; "I said to myself, `Something is
+always left in a cell inhabited by one prisoner for fifteen
+years,' so I began to sound the wall."
+
+"Ah," cried Monte Cristo, remembering the abbe's two
+hiding-places.
+
+"After some search, I found that the floor gave a hollow
+sound near the head of the bed, and at the hearth."
+
+"Yes," said the count, "yes."
+
+"I raised the stones, and found" --
+
+"A rope-ladder and some tools?"
+
+"How do you know that?" asked the guide in astonishment.
+
+"I do not know -- I only guess it, because that sort of
+thing is generally found in prisoners' cells."
+
+"Yes, sir, a rope-ladder and tools."
+
+"And have you them yet?"
+
+"No, sir; I sold them to visitors, who considered them great
+curiosities; but I have still something left."
+
+"What is it?" asked the count, impatiently.
+
+"A sort of book, written upon strips of cloth."
+
+"Go and fetch it, my good fellow; and if it be what I hope,
+you will do well."
+
+"I will run for it, sir;" and the guide went out. Then the
+count knelt down by the side of the bed, which death had
+converted into an altar. "Oh, second father," he exclaimed,
+"thou who hast given me liberty, knowledge, riches; thou
+who, like beings of a superior order to ourselves, couldst
+understand the science of good and evil; if in the depths of
+the tomb there still remain something within us which can
+respond to the voice of those who are left on earth; if
+after death the soul ever revisit the places where we have
+lived and suffered, -- then, noble heart, sublime soul, then
+I conjure thee by the paternal love thou didst bear me, by
+the filial obedience I vowed to thee, grant me some sign,
+some revelation! Remove from me the remains of doubt, which,
+if it change not to conviction, must become remorse!" The
+count bowed his head, and clasped his hands together.
+
+"Here, sir," said a voice behind him.
+
+Monte Cristo shuddered, and arose. The concierge held out
+the strips of cloth upon which the Abbe Faria had spread the
+riches of his mind. The manuscript was the great work by the
+Abbe Faria upon the kingdoms of Italy. The count seized it
+hastily, his eyes immediately fell upon the epigraph, and he
+read, "`Thou shalt tear out the dragons' teeth, and shall
+trample the lions under foot, saith the Lord.'"
+
+"Ah," he exclaimed, "here is my answer. Thanks, father,
+thanks." And feeling in his pocket, he took thence a small
+pocket-book, which contained ten bank-notes, each of 1,000
+francs.
+
+"Here," he said, "take this pocket-book."
+
+"Do you give it to me?"
+
+"Yes; but only on condition that you will not open it till I
+am gone;" and placing in his breast the treasure he had just
+found, which was more valuable to him than the richest
+jewel, he rushed out of the corridor, and reaching his boat,
+cried, "To Marseilles!" Then, as he departed, he fixed his
+eyes upon the gloomy prison. "Woe," he cried, "to those who
+confined me in that wretched prison; and woe to those who
+forgot that I was there!" As he repassed the Catalans, the
+count turned around and burying his head in his cloak
+murmured the name of a woman. The victory was complete;
+twice he had overcome his doubts. The name he pronounced, in
+a voice of tenderness, amounting almost to love, was that of
+Haidee.
+
+On landing, the count turned towards the cemetery, where he
+felt sure of finding Morrel. He, too, ten years ago, had
+piously sought out a tomb, and sought it vainly. He, who
+returned to France with millions, had been unable to find
+the grave of his father, who had perished from hunger.
+Morrel had indeed placed a cross over the spot, but it had
+fallen down and the grave-digger had burnt it, as he did all
+the old wood in the churchyard. The worthy merchant had been
+more fortunate. Dying in the arms of his children, he had
+been by them laid by the side of his wife, who had preceded
+him in eternity by two years. Two large slabs of marble, on
+which were inscribed their names, were placed on either side
+of a little enclosure, railed in, and shaded by four
+cypress-trees. Morrel was leaning against one of these,
+mechanically fixing his eyes on the graves. His grief was so
+profound that he was nearly unconscious. "Maximilian," said
+the count, "you should not look on the graves, but there;"
+and he pointed upwards.
+
+"The dead are everywhere," said Morrel; "did you not
+yourself tell me so as we left Paris?"
+
+"Maximilian," said the count, "you asked me during the
+journey to allow you to remain some days at Marseilles. Do
+you still wish to do so?"
+
+"I have no wishes, count; only I fancy I could pass the time
+less painfully here than anywhere else."
+
+"So much the better, for I must leave you; but I carry your
+word with me, do I not?"
+
+"Ah, count, I shall forget it."
+
+"No, you will not forget it, because you are a man of honor,
+Morrel, because you have taken an oath, and are about to do
+so again."
+
+"Oh, count, have pity upon me. I am so unhappy."
+
+"I have known a man much more unfortunate than you, Morrel."
+
+"Impossible!"
+
+"Alas," said Monte Cristo, "it is the infirmity of our
+nature always to believe ourselves much more unhappy than
+those who groan by our sides!"
+
+"What can be more wretched than the man who has lost all he
+loved and desired in the world?"
+
+"Listen, Morrel, and pay attention to what I am about to
+tell you. I knew a man who like you had fixed all his hopes
+of happiness upon a woman. He was young, he had an old
+father whom he loved, a betrothed bride whom he adored. He
+was about to marry her, when one of the caprices of fate, --
+which would almost make us doubt the goodness of providence,
+if that providence did not afterwards reveal itself by
+proving that all is but a means of conducting to an end, --
+one of those caprices deprived him of his mistress, of the
+future of which he had dreamed (for in his blindness he
+forgot he could only read the present), and cast him into a
+dungeon."
+
+"Ah," said Morrel, "one quits a dungeon in a week, a month,
+or a year."
+
+"He remained there fourteen years, Morrel," said the count,
+placing his hand on the young man's shoulder. Maximilian
+shuddered.
+
+"Fourteen years!" he muttered -- "Fourteen years!" repeated
+the count. "During that time he had many moments of despair.
+He also, Morrel, like you, considered himself the unhappiest
+of men."
+
+"Well?" asked Morrel.
+
+"Well, at the height of his despair God assisted him through
+human means. At first, perhaps, he did not recognize the
+infinite mercy of the Lord, but at last he took patience and
+waited. One day he miraculously left the prison,
+transformed, rich, powerful. His first cry was for his
+father; but that father was dead."
+
+"My father, too, is dead," said Morrel.
+
+"Yes; but your father died in your arms, happy, respected,
+rich, and full of years; his father died poor, despairing,
+almost doubtful of providence; and when his son sought his
+grave ten years afterwards, his tomb had disappeared, and no
+one could say, `There sleeps the father you so well loved.'"
+
+"Oh!" exclaimed Morrel.
+
+"He was, then, a more unhappy son than you, Morrel, for he
+could not even find his father's grave."
+
+"But then he had the woman he loved still remaining?"
+
+"You are deceived, Morrel, that woman" --
+
+"She was dead?"
+
+"Worse than that, she was faithless, and had married one of
+the persecutors of her betrothed. You see, then, Morrel,
+that he was a more unhappy lover than you."
+
+"And has he found consolation?"
+
+"He has at least found peace."
+
+"And does he ever expect to be happy?"
+
+"He hopes so, Maximilian." The young man's head fell on his
+breast.
+
+"You have my promise," he said, after a minute's pause,
+extending his hand to Monte Cristo. "Only remember" --
+
+"On the 5th of October, Morrel, I shall expect you at the
+Island of Monte Cristo. On the 4th a yacht will wait for you
+in the port of Bastia, it will be called the Eurus. You will
+give your name to the captain, who will bring you to me. It
+is understood -- is it not?"
+
+"But, count, do you remember that the 5th of October" --
+
+"Child," replied the count, "not to know the value of a
+man's word! I have told you twenty times that if you wish to
+die on that day, I will assist you. Morrel, farewell!"
+
+"Do you leave me?"
+
+"Yes; I have business in Italy. I leave you alone with your
+misfortunes, and with hope, Maximilian."
+
+"When do you leave?"
+
+"Immediately; the steamer waits, and in an hour I shall be
+far from you. Will you accompany me to the harbor,
+Maximilian?"
+
+"I am entirely yours, count." Morrel accompanied the count
+to the harbor. The white steam was ascending like a plume of
+feathers from the black chimney. The steamer soon
+disappeared, and in an hour afterwards, as the count had
+said, was scarcely distinguishable in the horizon amidst the
+fogs of the night.
+
+
+
+Chapter 114
+Peppino.
+
+At the same time that the steamer disappeared behind Cape
+Morgion, a man travelling post on the road from Florence to
+Rome had just passed the little town of Aquapendente. He was
+travelling fast enough to cover a great deal of ground
+without exciting suspicion. This man was dressed in a
+greatcoat, or rather a surtout, a little worse for the
+journey, but which exhibited the ribbon of the Legion of
+Honor still fresh and brilliant, a decoration which also
+ornamented the under coat. He might be recognized, not only
+by these signs, but also from the accent with which he spoke
+to the postilion, as a Frenchman. Another proof that he was
+a native of the universal country was apparent in the fact
+of his knowing no other Italian words than the terms used in
+music, and which like the "goddam" of Figaro, served all
+possible linguistic requirements. "Allegro!" he called out
+to the postilions at every ascent. "Moderato!" he cried as
+they descended. And heaven knows there are hills enough
+between Rome and Florence by the way of Aquapendente! These
+two words greatly amused the men to whom they were
+addressed. On reaching La Storta, the point from whence Rome
+is first visible, the traveller evinced none of the
+enthusiastic curiosity which usually leads strangers to
+stand up and endeavor to catch sight of the dome of St.
+Peter's, which may be seen long before any other object is
+distinguishable. No, he merely drew a pocketbook from his
+pocket, and took from it a paper folded in four, and after
+having examined it in a manner almost reverential, he said
+-- "Good! I have it still!"
+
+The carriage entered by the Porto del Popolo, turned to the
+left, and stopped at the Hotel d'Espagne. Old Pastrini, our
+former acquaintance, received the traveller at the door, hat
+in hand. The traveller alighted, ordered a good dinner, and
+inquired the address of the house of Thomson & French, which
+was immediately given to him, as it was one of the most
+celebrated in Rome. It was situated in the Via dei Banchi,
+near St. Peter's. In Rome, as everywhere else, the arrival
+of a post-chaise is an event. Ten young descendants of
+Marius and the Gracchi, barefooted and out at elbows, with
+one hand resting on the hip and the other gracefully curved
+above the head, stared at the traveller, the post-chaise,
+and the horses; to these were added about fifty little
+vagabonds from the Papal States, who earned a pittance by
+diving into the Tiber at high water from the bridge of St.
+Angelo. Now, as these street Arabs of Rome, more fortunate
+than those of Paris, understand every language, more
+especially the French, they heard the traveller order an
+apartment, a dinner, and finally inquire the way to the
+house of Thomson & French. The result was that when the
+new-comer left the hotel with the cicerone, a man detached
+himself from the rest of the idlers, and without having been
+seen by the traveller, and appearing to excite no attention
+from the guide, followed the stranger with as much skill as
+a Parisian police agent would have used.
+
+The Frenchman had been so impatient to reach the house of
+Thomson & French that he would not wait for the horses to be
+harnessed, but left word for the carriage to overtake him on
+the road, or to wait for him at the bankers' door. He
+reached it before the carriage arrived. The Frenchman
+entered, leaving in the anteroom his guide, who immediately
+entered into conversation with two or three of the
+industrious idlers who are always to be found in Rome at the
+doors of banking-houses, churches, museums, or theatres.
+With the Frenchman, the man who had followed him entered
+too; the Frenchman knocked at the inner door, and entered
+the first room; his shadow did the same.
+
+"Messrs. Thomson & French?" inquired the stranger.
+
+An attendant arose at a sign from a confidential clerk at
+the first desk. "Whom shall I announce?" said the attendant.
+
+"Baron Danglars."
+
+"Follow me," said the man. A door opened, through which the
+attendant and the baron disappeared. The man who had
+followed Danglars sat down on a bench. The clerk continued
+to write for the next five minutes; the man preserved
+profound silence, and remained perfectly motionless. Then
+the pen of the clerk ceased to move over the paper; he
+raised his head, and appearing to be perfectly sure of
+privacy, -- "Ah, ha," he said, "here you are, Peppino!"
+
+"Yes," was the laconic reply. "You have found out that there
+is something worth having about this large gentleman?"
+
+"There is no great merit due to me, for we were informed of
+it."
+
+"You know his business here, then."
+
+"Pardieu, he has come to draw, but I don't know how much!"
+
+"You will know presently, my friend."
+
+"Very well, only do not give me false information as you did
+the other day."
+
+"What do you mean? -- of whom do you speak? Was it the
+Englishman who carried off 3,000 crowns from here the other
+day?"
+
+"No; he really had 3,000 crowns, and we found them. I mean
+the Russian prince, who you said had 30,000 livres, and we
+only found 22,000."
+
+"You must have searched badly."
+
+"Luigi Vampa himself searched."
+
+"Indeed? But you must let me make my observations, or the
+Frenchman will transact his business without my knowing the
+sum." Peppino nodded, and taking a rosary from his pocket
+began to mutter a few prayers while the clerk disappeared
+through the same door by which Danglars and the attendant
+had gone out. At the expiration of ten minutes the clerk
+returned with a beaming countenance. "Well?" asked Peppino
+of his friend.
+
+"Joy, joy -- the sum is large!"
+
+"Five or six millions, is it not?"
+
+"Yes, you know the amount."
+
+"On the receipt of the Count of Monte Cristo?"
+
+"Why, how came you to be so well acquainted with all this?"
+
+"I told you we were informed beforehand."
+
+"Then why do you apply to me?"
+
+"That I may be sure I have the right man."
+
+"Yes, it is indeed he. Five millions -- a pretty sum, eh,
+Peppino?"
+
+"Hush -- here is our man!" The clerk seized his pen, and
+Peppino his beads; one was writing and the other praying
+when the door opened. Danglars looked radiant with joy; the
+banker accompanied him to the door. Peppino followed
+Danglars.
+
+According to the arrangements, the carriage was waiting at
+the door. The guide held the door open. Guides are useful
+people, who will turn their hands to anything. Danglars
+leaped into the carriage like a young man of twenty. The
+cicerone reclosed the door, and sprang up by the side of the
+coachman. Peppino mounted the seat behind.
+
+"Will your excellency visit St. Peter's?" asked the
+cicerone.
+
+"I did not come to Rome to see," said Danglars aloud; then
+he added softly, with an avaricious smile, "I came to
+touch!" and he rapped his pocket-book, in which he had just
+placed a letter.
+
+"Then your excellency is going" --
+
+"To the hotel."
+
+"Casa Pastrini!" said the cicerone to the coachman, and the
+carriage drove rapidly on. Ten minutes afterwards the baron
+entered his apartment, and Peppino stationed himself on the
+bench outside the door of the hotel, after having whispered
+something in the ear of one of the descendants of Marius and
+the Gracchi whom we noticed at the beginning of the chapter,
+who immediately ran down the road leading to the Capitol at
+his fullest speed. Danglars was tired and sleepy; he
+therefore went to bed, placing his pocketbook under his
+pillow. Peppino had a little spare time, so he had a game of
+mora with the facchini, lost three crowns, and then to
+console himself drank a bottle of Orvieto.
+
+The next morning Danglars awoke late, though he went to bed
+so early; he had not slept well for five or six nights, even
+if he had slept at all. He breakfasted heartily, and caring
+little, as he said, for the beauties of the Eternal City,
+ordered post-horses at noon. But Danglars had not reckoned
+upon the formalities of the police and the idleness of the
+posting-master. The horses only arrived at two o'clock, and
+the cicerone did not bring the passport till three. All
+these preparations had collected a number of idlers round
+the door of Signor Pastrini's; the descendants of Marius and
+the Gracchi were also not wanting. The baron walked
+triumphantly through the crowd, who for the sake of gain
+styled him "your excellency." As Danglars had hitherto
+contented himself with being called a baron, he felt rather
+flattered at the title of excellency, and distributed a
+dozen silver coins among the beggars, who were ready, for
+twelve more, to call him "your highness."
+
+"Which road?" asked the postilion in Italian. "The Ancona
+road," replied the baron. Signor Pastrini interpreted the
+question and answer, and the horses galloped off. Danglars
+intended travelling to Venice, where he would receive one
+part of his fortune, and then proceeding to Vienna, where he
+would find the rest, he meant to take up his residence in
+the latter town, which he had been told was a city of
+pleasure.
+
+He had scarcely advanced three leagues out of Rome when
+daylight began to disappear. Danglars had not intended
+starting so late, or he would have remained; he put his head
+out and asked the postilion how long it would be before they
+reached the next town. "Non capisco" (do not understand),
+was the reply. Danglars bent his head, which he meant to
+imply, "Very well." The carriage again moved on. "I will
+stop at the first posting-house," said Danglars to himself.
+
+He still felt the same self-satisfaction which he had
+experienced the previous evening, and which had procured him
+so good a night's rest. He was luxuriously stretched in a
+good English calash, with double springs; he was drawn by
+four good horses, at full gallop; he knew the relay to be at
+a distance of seven leagues. What subject of meditation
+could present itself to the banker, so fortunately become
+bankrupt?
+
+Danglars thought for ten minutes about his wife in Paris;
+another ten minutes about his daughter travelling with
+Mademoiselle d'Armilly; the same period was given to his
+creditors, and the manner in which he intended spending
+their money; and then, having no subject left for
+contemplation, he shut his eyes, and fell asleep. Now and
+then a jolt more violent than the rest caused him to open
+his eyes; then he felt that he was still being carried with
+great rapidity over the same country, thickly strewn with
+broken aqueducts, which looked like granite giants petrified
+while running a race. But the night was cold, dull, and
+rainy, and it was much more pleasant for a traveller to
+remain in the warm carriage than to put his head out of the
+window to make inquiries of a postilion whose only answer
+was "Non capisco."
+
+Danglars therefore continued to sleep, saying to himself
+that he would be sure to awake at the posting-house. The
+carriage stopped. Danglars fancied that they had reached the
+long-desired point; he opened his eyes and looked through
+the window, expecting to find himself in the midst of some
+town, or at least village; but he saw nothing except what
+seemed like a ruin, where three or four men went and came
+like shadows. Danglars waited a moment, expecting the
+postilion to come and demand payment with the termination of
+his stage. He intended taking advantage of the opportunity
+to make fresh inquiries of the new conductor; but the horses
+were unharnessed, and others put in their places, without
+any one claiming money from the traveller. Danglars,
+astonished, opened the door; but a strong hand pushed him
+back, and the carriage rolled on. The baron was completely
+roused. "Eh?" he said to the postilion, "eh, mio caro?"
+
+This was another little piece of Italian the baron had
+learned from hearing his daughter sing Italian duets with
+Cavalcanti. But mio caro did not reply. Danglars then opened
+the window.
+
+"Come, my friend," he said, thrusting his hand through the
+opening, "where are we going?"
+
+"Dentro la testa!" answered a solemn and imperious voice,
+accompanied by a menacing gesture. Danglars thought dentro
+la testa meant, "Put in your head!" He was making rapid
+progress in Italian. He obeyed, not without some uneasiness,
+which, momentarily increasing, caused his mind, instead of
+being as unoccupied as it was when he began his journey, to
+fill with ideas which were very likely to keep a traveller
+awake, more especially one in such a situation as Danglars.
+His eyes acquired that quality which in the first moment of
+strong emotion enables them to see distinctly, and which
+afterwards fails from being too much taxed. Before we are
+alarmed, we see correctly; when we are alarmed, we see
+double; and when we have been alarmed, we see nothing but
+trouble. Danglars observed a man in a cloak galloping at the
+right hand of the carriage.
+
+"Some gendarme!" he exclaimed. "Can I have been intercepted
+by French telegrams to the pontifical authorities?" He
+resolved to end his anxiety. "Where are you taking me?" he
+asked. "Dentro la testa," replied the same voice, with the
+same menacing accent.
+
+Danglars turned to the left; another man on horseback was
+galloping on that side. "Decidedly," said Danglars, with the
+perspiration on his forehead, "I must be under arrest." And
+he threw himself back in the calash, not this time to sleep,
+but to think. Directly afterwards the moon rose. He then saw
+the great aqueducts, those stone phantoms which he had
+before remarked, only then they were on the right hand, now
+they were on the left. He understood that they had described
+a circle, and were bringing him back to Rome. "Oh,
+unfortunate!" he cried, "they must have obtained my arrest."
+The carriage continued to roll on with frightful speed. An
+hour of terror elapsed, for every spot they passed showed
+that they were on the road back. At length he saw a dark
+mass, against which it seemed as if the carriage was about
+to dash; but the vehicle turned to one side, leaving the
+barrier behind and Danglars saw that it was one of the
+ramparts encircling Rome.
+
+"Mon dieu!" cried Danglars, "we are not returning to Rome;
+then it is not justice which is pursuing me! Gracious
+heavens; another idea presents itself -- what if they should
+be" --
+
+His hair stood on end. He remembered those interesting
+stories, so little believed in Paris, respecting Roman
+bandits; he remembered the adventures that Albert de Morcerf
+had related when it was intended that he should marry
+Mademoiselle Eugenie. "They are robbers, perhaps," he
+muttered. Just then the carriage rolled on something harder
+than gravel road. Danglars hazarded a look on both sides of
+the road, and perceived monuments of a singular form, and
+his mind now recalled all the details Morcerf had related,
+and comparing them with his own situation, he felt sure that
+he must be on the Appian Way. On the left, in a sort of
+valley, he perceived a circular excavation. It was
+Caracalla's circus. On a word from the man who rode at the
+side of the carriage, it stopped. At the same time the door
+was opened. "Scendi!" exclaimed a commanding voice. Danglars
+instantly descended; although he did not yet speak Italian,
+he understood it very well. More dead than alive, he looked
+around him. Four men surrounded him, besides the postilion.
+
+"Di qua," said one of the men, descending a little path
+leading out of the Appian Way. Danglars followed his guide
+without opposition, and had no occasion to turn around to
+see whether the three others were following him. Still it
+appeared as though they were stationed at equal distances
+from one another, like sentinels. After walking for about
+ten minutes, during which Danglars did not exchange a single
+word with his guide, he found himself between a hillock and
+a clump of high weeds; three men, standing silent, formed a
+triangle, of which he was the centre. He wished to speak,
+but his tongue refused to move. "Avanti!" said the same
+sharp and imperative voice.
+
+This time Danglars had double reason to understand, for if
+the word and gesture had not explained the speaker's
+meaning, it was clearly expressed by the man walking behind
+him, who pushed him so rudely that he struck against the
+guide. This guide was our friend Peppino, who dashed into
+the thicket of high weeds, through a path which none but
+lizards or polecats could have imagined to be an open road.
+Peppino stopped before a pit overhung by thick hedges; the
+pit, half open, afforded a passage to the young man, who
+disappeared like the evil spirits in the fairy tales. The
+voice and gesture of the man who followed Danglars ordered
+him to do the same. There was no longer any doubt, the
+bankrupt was in the hands of Roman banditti. Danglars
+acquitted himself like a man placed between two dangerous
+positions, and who is rendered brave by fear.
+Notwithstanding his large stomach, certainly not intended to
+penetrate the fissures of the Campagna, he slid down like
+Peppino, and closing his eyes fell upon his feet. As he
+touched the ground, he opened his eyes. The path was wide,
+but dark. Peppino, who cared little for being recognized now
+that he was in his own territories, struck a light and lit a
+torch. Two other men descended after Danglars forming the
+rearguard, and pushing Danglars whenever he happened to
+stop, they came by a gentle declivity to the intersection of
+two corridors. The walls were hollowed out in sepulchres,
+one above the other, and which seemed in contrast with the
+white stones to open their large dark eyes, like those which
+we see on the faces of the dead. A sentinel struck the rings
+of his carbine against his left hand. "Who comes there?" he
+cried.
+
+"A friend, a friend!" said Peppino; "but where is the
+captain?"
+
+"There," said the sentinel, pointing over his shoulder to a
+spacious crypt, hollowed out of the rock, the lights from
+which shone into the passage through the large arched
+openings. "Fine spoil, captain, fine spoil!" said Peppino in
+Italian, and taking Danglars by the collar of his coat he
+dragged him to an opening resembling a door, through which
+they entered the apartment which the captain appeared to
+have made his dwelling-place.
+
+"Is this the man?" asked the captain, who was attentively
+reading Plutarch's "Life of Alexander."
+
+"Himself, captain -- himself."
+
+"Very well, show him to me." At this rather impertinent
+order, Peppino raised his torch to the face of Danglars, who
+hastily withdrew that he might not have his eyelashes burnt.
+His agitated features presented the appearance of pale and
+hideous terror. "The man is tired," said the captain,
+"conduct him to his bed."
+
+"Oh," murmured Danglars," that bed is probably one of the
+coffins hollowed in the wall, and the sleep I shall enjoy
+will be death from one of the poniards I see glistening in
+the darkness."
+
+From their beds of dried leaves or wolf-skins at the back of
+the chamber now arose the companions of the man who had been
+found by Albert de Morcerf reading "Caesar's Commentaries,"
+and by Danglars studying the "Life of Alexander." The banker
+uttered a groan and followed his guide; he neither
+supplicated nor exclaimed. He no longer possessed strength,
+will, power, or feeling; he followed where they led him. At
+length he found himself at the foot of a staircase, and he
+mechanically lifted his foot five or six times. Then a low
+door was opened before him, and bending his head to avoid
+striking his forehead he entered a small room cut out of the
+rock. The cell was clean, though empty, and dry, though
+situated at an immeasurable distance under the earth. A bed
+of dried grass covered with goat-skins was placed in one
+corner. Danglars brightened up on beholding it, fancying
+that it gave some promise of safety. "Oh, God be praised,"
+he said; "it is a real bed!"
+
+"Ecco!" said the guide, and pushing Danglars into the cell,
+he closed the door upon him. A bolt grated and Danglars was
+a prisoner. If there had been no bolt, it would have been
+impossible for him to pass through the midst of the garrison
+who held the catacombs of St. Sebastian, encamped round a
+master whom our readers must have recognized as the famous
+Luigi Vampa. Danglars, too, had recognized the bandit, whose
+existence he would not believe when Albert de Morcerf
+mentioned him in Paris; and not only did he recognize him,
+but the cell in which Albert had been confined, and which
+was probably kept for the accommodation of strangers. These
+recollections were dwelt upon with some pleasure by
+Danglars, and restored him to some degree of tranquillity.
+Since the bandits had not despatched him at once, he felt
+that they would not kill him at all. They had arrested him
+for the purpose of robbery, and as he had only a few louis
+about him, he doubted not he would be ransomed. He
+remembered that Morcerf had been taxed at 4,000 crowns, and
+as he considered himself of much greater importance than
+Morcerf he fixed his own price at 8,000 crowns. Eight
+thousand crowns amounted to 48,000 livres; he would then
+have about 5,050,000 francs left. With this sum he could
+manage to keep out of difficulties. Therefore, tolerably
+secure in being able to extricate himself from his position,
+provided he were not rated at the unreasonable sum of
+5,050,000 francs, he stretched himself on his bed, and after
+turning over two or three times, fell asleep with the
+tranquillity of the hero whose life Luigi Vampa was
+studying.
+
+
+
+Chapter 115
+Luigi Vampa's Bill of Fare.
+
+We awake from every sleep except the one dreaded by
+Danglars. He awoke. To a Parisian accustomed to silken
+curtains, walls hung with velvet drapery, and the soft
+perfume of burning wood, the white smoke of which diffuses
+itself in graceful curves around the room, the appearance of
+the whitewashed cell which greeted his eyes on awakening
+seemed like the continuation of some disagreeable dream. But
+in such a situation a single moment suffices to change the
+strongest doubt into certainty. "Yes, yes," he murmured, "I
+am in the hands of the brigands of whom Albert de Morcerf
+spoke." His first idea was to breathe, that he might know
+whether he was wounded. He borrowed this from "Don Quixote,"
+the only book he had ever read, but which he still slightly
+remembered.
+
+"No," he cried, "they have not wounded, but perhaps they
+have robbed me!" and he thrust his hands into his pockets.
+They were untouched; the hundred louis he had reserved for
+his journey from Rome to Venice were in his trousers pocket,
+and in that of his great-coat he found the little note-case
+containing his letter of credit for 5,050,000 francs.
+"Singular bandits!" he exclaimed; "they have left me my
+purse and pocket-book. As I was saying last night, they
+intend me to be ransomed. Hallo, here is my watch! Let me
+see what time it is." Danglars' watch, one of Breguet's
+repeaters, which he had carefully wound up on the previous
+night, struck half past five. Without this, Danglars would
+have been quite ignorant of the time, for daylight did not
+reach his cell. Should he demand an explanation from the
+bandits, or should he wait patiently for them to propose it?
+The last alternative seemed the most prudent, so he waited
+until twelve o'clock. During all this time a sentinel, who
+had been relieved at eight o'clock, had been watching his
+door. Danglars suddenly felt a strong inclination to see the
+person who kept watch over him. He had noticed that a few
+rays, not of daylight, but from a lamp, penetrated through
+the ill-joined planks of the door; he approached just as the
+brigand was refreshing himself with a mouthful of brandy,
+which, owing to the leathern bottle containing it, sent
+forth an odor which was extremely unpleasant to Danglars.
+"Faugh!" he exclaimed, retreating to the farther corner of
+his cell.
+
+At twelve this man was replaced by another functionary, and
+Danglars, wishing to catch sight of his new guardian,
+approached the door again. He was an athletic, gigantic
+bandit, with large eyes, thick lips, and a flat nose; his
+red hair fell in dishevelled masses like snakes around his
+shoulders. "Ah, ha," cried Danglars, "this fellow is more
+like an ogre than anything else; however, I am rather too
+old and tough to be very good eating!" We see that Danglars
+was collected enough to jest; at the same time, as though to
+disprove the ogreish propensities, the man took some black
+bread, cheese, and onions from his wallet, which he began
+devouring voraciously. "May I be hanged," said Danglars,
+glancing at the bandit's dinner through the crevices of the
+door, -- "may I be hanged if I can understand how people can
+eat such filth!" and he withdrew to seat himself upon his
+goat-skin, which reminded him of the smell of the brandy.
+
+But the mysteries of nature are incomprehensible, and there
+are certain invitations contained in even the coarsest food
+which appeal very irresistibly to a fasting stomach.
+Danglars felt his own not to be very well supplied just
+then, and gradually the man appeared less ugly, the bread
+less black, and the cheese more fresh, while those dreadful
+vulgar onions recalled to his mind certain sauces and
+side-dishes, which his cook prepared in a very superior
+manner whenever he said, "Monsieur Deniseau, let me have a
+nice little fricassee to-day." He got up and knocked on the
+door; the bandit raised his head. Danglars knew that he was
+heard, so he redoubled his blows. "Che cosa?" asked the
+bandit. "Come, come," said Danglars, tapping his fingers
+against the door, "I think it is quite time to think of
+giving me something to eat!" But whether he did not
+understand him, or whether he had received no orders
+respecting the nourishment of Danglars, the giant, without
+answering, went on with his dinner. Danglars' feelings were
+hurt, and not wishing to put himself under obligations to
+the brute, the banker threw himself down again on his
+goat-skin and did not breathe another word.
+
+Four hours passed by and the giant was replaced by another
+bandit. Danglars, who really began to experience sundry
+gnawings at the stomach, arose softly, again applied his eye
+to the crack of the door, and recognized the intelligent
+countenance of his guide. It was, indeed, Peppino who was
+preparing to mount guard as comfortably as possible by
+seating himself opposite to the door, and placing between
+his legs an earthen pan, containing chick-pease stewed with
+bacon. Near the pan he also placed a pretty little basket of
+Villetri grapes and a flask of Orvieto. Peppino was
+decidedly an epicure. Danglars watched these preparations
+and his mouth watered. "Come," he said to himself, "let me
+try if he will be more tractable than the other;" and he
+tapped gently at the door. "On y va," (coming) exclaimed
+Peppino, who from frequenting the house of Signor Pastrini
+understood French perfectly in all its idioms.
+
+Danglars immediately recognized him as the man who had
+called out in such a furious manner, "Put in your head!" But
+this was not the time for recrimination, so he assumed his
+most agreeable manner and said with a gracious smile, --
+"Excuse me, sir, but are they not going to give me any
+dinner?"
+
+"Does your excellency happen to be hungry?"
+
+"Happen to be hungry, -- that's pretty good, when I haven't
+eaten for twenty-four hours!" muttered Danglars. Then he
+added aloud, "Yes, sir, I am hungry -- very hungry."
+
+"What would your excellency like?" and Peppino placed his
+pan on the ground, so that the steam rose directly under the
+nostrils of Danglars. "Give your orders."
+
+"Have you kitchens here?"
+
+"Kitchens? -- of course -- complete ones."
+
+"And cooks?"
+
+"Excellent!"
+
+"Well, a fowl, fish, game, -- it signifies little, so that I
+eat."
+
+"As your excellency pleases. You mentioned a fowl, I think?"
+
+"Yes, a fowl." Peppino, turning around, shouted, "A fowl for
+his excellency!" His voice yet echoed in the archway when a
+handsome, graceful, and half-naked young man appeared,
+bearing a fowl in a silver dish on his head, without the
+assistance of his hands. "I could almost believe myself at
+the Cafe de Paris," murmured Danglars.
+
+"Here, your excellency," said Peppino, taking the fowl from
+the young bandit and placing it on the worm-eaten table,
+which with the stool and the goat-skin bed formed the entire
+furniture of the cell. Danglars asked for a knife and fork.
+"Here, excellency," said Peppino, offering him a little
+blunt knife and a boxwood fork. Danglars took the knife in
+one hand and the fork in the other, and was about to cut up
+the fowl. "Pardon me, excellency," said Peppino, placing his
+hand on the banker's shoulder; "people pay here before they
+eat. They might not be satisfied, and" --
+
+"Ah, ha," thought Danglars, "this is not so much like Paris,
+except that I shall probably be skinned! Never mind, I'll
+fix that all right. I have always heard how cheap poultry is
+in Italy; I should think a fowl is worth about twelve sous
+at Rome. -- There," he said, throwing a louis down. Peppino
+picked up the louis, and Danglars again prepared to carve
+the fowl. "Stay a moment, your excellency," said Peppino,
+rising; "you still owe me something."
+
+"I said they would skin me," thought Danglars; but resolving
+to resist the extortion, he said, "Come, how much do I owe
+you for this fowl?"
+
+"Your excellency has given me a louis on account."
+
+"A louis on account for a fowl?"
+
+"Certainly; and your excellency now owes me 4,999 louis."
+Danglars opened his enormous eyes on hearing this gigantic
+joke. "Come, come, this is very droll -- very amusing -- I
+allow; but, as I am very hungry, pray allow me to eat. Stay,
+here is another louis for you."
+
+"Then that will make only 4,998 louis more," said Peppino
+with the same indifference. "I shall get them all in time."
+
+"Oh, as for that," said Danglars, angry at this prolongation
+of the jest, -- "as for that you won't get them at all. Go
+to the devil! You do not know with whom you have to deal!"
+Peppino made a sign, and the youth hastily removed the fowl.
+Danglars threw himself upon his goat-skin, and Peppino,
+reclosing the door, again began eating his pease and bacon.
+Though Danglars could not see Peppino, the noise of his
+teeth allowed no doubt as to his occupation. He was
+certainly eating, and noisily too, like an ill-bred man.
+"Brute!" said Danglars. Peppino pretended not to hear him,
+and without even turning his head continued to eat slowly.
+Danglars' stomach felt so empty, that it seemed as if it
+would be impossible ever to fill it again; still he had
+patience for another half-hour, which appeared to him like a
+century. He again arose and went to the door. "Come, sir, do
+not keep me starving here any longer, but tell me what they
+want."
+
+"Nay, your excellency, it is you who should tell us what you
+want. Give your orders, and we will execute them."
+
+"Then open the door directly." Peppino obeyed. "Now look
+here, I want something to eat! To eat -- do you hear?"
+
+"Are you hungry?"
+
+"Come, you understand me."
+
+"What would your excellency like to eat?"
+
+"A piece of dry bread, since the fowls are beyond all price
+in this accursed place."
+
+"Bread? Very well. Hallo, there, some bread!" he called. The
+youth brought a small loaf. "How much?" asked Danglars.
+
+"Four thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight louis," said
+Peppino; "You have paid two louis in advance."
+
+"What? One hundred thousand francs for a loaf?"
+
+"One hundred thousand francs," repeated Peppino.
+
+"But you only asked 100,000 francs for a fowl!"
+
+"We have a fixed price for all our provisions. It signifies
+nothing whether you eat much or little -- whether you have
+ten dishes or one -- it is always the same price."
+
+"What, still keeping up this silly jest? My dear fellow, it
+is perfectly ridiculous -- stupid! You had better tell me at
+once that you intend starving me to death."
+
+"Oh, dear, no, your excellency, unless you intend to commit
+suicide. Pay and eat."
+
+"And what am I to pay with, brute?" said Danglars, enraged.
+"Do you suppose I carry 100,000 francs in my pocket?"
+
+"Your excellency has 5,050,000 francs in your pocket; that
+will be fifty fowls at 100,000 francs apiece, and half a
+fowl for the 50,000."
+
+Danglars shuddered. The bandage fell from his eyes, and he
+understood the joke, which he did not think quite so stupid
+as he had done just before. "Come," he said, "if I pay you
+the 100,000 francs, will you be satisfied, and allow me to
+eat at my ease?"
+
+"Certainly," said Peppino.
+
+"But how can I pay them?"
+
+"Oh, nothing easier; you have an account open with Messrs.
+Thomson & French, Via dei Banchi, Rome; give me a draft for
+4,998 louis on these gentlemen, and our banker shall take
+it." Danglars thought it as well to comply with a good
+grace, so he took the pen, ink, and paper Peppino offered
+him, wrote the draft, and signed it. "Here," he said, "here
+is a draft at sight."
+
+"And here is your fowl." Danglars sighed while he carved the
+fowl; it appeared very thin for the price it had cost. As
+for Peppino, he examined the paper attentively, put it into
+his pocket, and continued eating his pease.
+
+
+
+Chapter 116
+The Pardon.
+
+The next day Danglars was again hungry; certainly the air of
+that dungeon was very provocative of appetite. The prisoner
+expected that he would be at no expense that day, for like
+an economical man he had concealed half of his fowl and a
+piece of the bread in the corner of his cell. But he had no
+sooner eaten than he felt thirsty; he had forgotten that. He
+struggled against his thirst till his tongue clave to the
+roof of his mouth; then, no longer able to resist, he called
+out. The sentinel opened the door; it was a new face. He
+thought it would be better to transact business with his old
+acquaintance, so he sent for Peppino. "Here I am, your
+excellency," said Peppino, with an eagerness which Danglars
+thought favorable to him. "What do you want?"
+
+"Something to drink."
+
+"Your excellency knows that wine is beyond all price near
+Rome."
+
+"Then give me water," cried Danglars, endeavoring to parry
+the blow.
+
+"Oh, water is even more scarce than wine, your excellency,
+-- there has been such a drought."
+
+"Come," thought Danglars, "it is the same old story." And
+while he smiled as he attempted to regard the affair as a
+joke, he felt his temples get moist with perspiration.
+
+"Come, my friend," said Danglars, seeing that he made no
+impression on Peppino, "you will not refuse me a glass of
+wine?"
+
+"I have already told you that we do not sell at retail."
+
+"Well, then, let me have a bottle of the least expensive."
+
+"They are all the same price."
+
+"And what is that?"
+
+"Twenty-five thousand francs a bottle."
+
+"Tell me," cried Danglars, in a tone whose bitterness
+Harpagon* alone has been capable of revealing -- "tell the
+that you wish to despoil me of all; it will be sooner over
+than devouring me piecemeal."
+
+* The miser in Moliere's comedy of "L'Avare." -- Ed.
+
+"It is possible such may be the master's intention."
+
+"The master? -- who is he?"
+
+"The person to whom you were conducted yesterday."
+
+"Where is he?"
+
+"Here."
+
+"Let me see him."
+
+"Certainly." And the next moment Luigi Vampa appeared before
+Danglars.
+
+"You sent for me?" he said to the prisoner.
+
+"Are you, sir, the chief of the people who brought me here?"
+
+"Yes, your excellency. What then?"
+
+"How much do you require for my ransom?"
+
+"Merely the 5,000,000 you have about you." Danglars felt a
+dreadful spasm dart through his heart. "But this is all I
+have left in the world," he said, "out of an immense
+fortune. If you deprive me of that, take away my life also."
+
+"We are forbidden to shed your blood."
+
+"And by whom are you forbidden?"
+
+"By him we obey."
+
+"You do, then, obey some one?"
+
+"Yes, a chief."
+
+"I thought you said you were the chief?"
+
+"So I am of these men; but there is another over me."
+
+"And did your superior order you to treat me in this way?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"But my purse will be exhausted."
+
+"Probably."
+
+"Come," said Danglars, "will you take a million?"
+
+"No."
+
+"Two millions? -- three? -- four? Come, four? I will give
+them to you on condition that you let me go."
+
+"Why do you offer me 4,000,000 for what is worth 5,000,000?
+This is a kind of usury, banker, that I do not understand."
+
+"Take all, then -- take all, I tell you, and kill me!"
+
+"Come, come, calm yourself. You will excite your blood, and
+that would produce an appetite it would require a million a
+day to satisfy. Be more economical."
+
+"But when I have no more money left to pay you?" asked the
+infuriated Danglars.
+
+"Then you must suffer hunger."
+
+"Suffer hunger?" said Danglars, becoming pale.
+
+"Most likely," replied Vampa coolly.
+
+"But you say you do not wish to kill me?"
+
+"No."
+
+"And yet you will let me perish with hunger?"
+
+"Ah, that is a different thing."
+
+"Well, then, wretches," cried Danglars, "I will defy your
+infamous calculations -- I would rather die at once! You may
+torture, torment, kill me, but you shall not have my
+signature again!"
+
+"As your excellency pleases," said Vampa, as he left the
+cell. Danglars, raving, threw himself on the goat-skin. Who
+could these men be? Who was the invisible chief? What could
+be his intentions towards him? And why, when every one else
+was allowed to be ransomed, might he not also be? Oh, yes;
+certainly a speedy, violent death would be a fine means of
+deceiving these remorseless enemies, who appeared to pursue
+him with such incomprehensible vengeance. But to die? For
+the first time in his life, Danglars contemplated death with
+a mixture of dread and desire; the time had come when the
+implacable spectre, which exists in the mind of every human
+creature, arrested his attention and called out with every
+pulsation of his heart, "Thou shalt die!"
+
+Danglars resembled a timid animal excited in the chase;
+first it flies, then despairs, and at last, by the very
+force of desperation, sometimes succeeds in eluding its
+pursuers. Danglars meditated an escape; but the walls were
+solid rock, a man was sitting reading at the only outlet to
+the cell, and behind that man shapes armed with guns
+continually passed. His resolution not to sign lasted two
+days, after which he offered a million for some food. They
+sent him a magnificent supper, and took his million.
+
+From this time the prisoner resolved to suffer no longer,
+but to have everything he wanted. At the end of twelve days,
+after having made a splendid dinner, he reckoned his
+accounts, and found that he had only 50,000 francs left.
+Then a strange reaction took place; he who had just
+abandoned 5,000,000 endeavored to save the 50,000 francs he
+had left, and sooner than give them up he resolved to enter
+again upon a life of privation -- he was deluded by the
+hopefulness that is a premonition of madness. He who for so
+long a time had forgotten God, began to think that miracles
+were possible -- that the accursed cavern might be
+discovered by the officers of the Papal States, who would
+release him; that then he would have 50,000 remaining, which
+would be sufficient to save him from starvation; and finally
+he prayed that this sum might be preserved to him, and as he
+prayed he wept. Three days passed thus, during which his
+prayers were frequent, if not heartfelt. Sometimes he was
+delirious, and fancied he saw an old man stretched on a
+pallet; he, also, was dying of hunger.
+
+On the fourth, he was no longer a man, but a living corpse.
+He had picked up every crumb that had been left from his
+former meals, and was beginning to eat the matting which
+covered the floor of his cell. Then he entreated Peppino, as
+he would a guardian angel, to give him food; he offered him
+1,000 francs for a mouthful of bread. But Peppino did not
+answer. On the fifth day he dragged himself to the door of
+the cell.
+
+"Are you not a Christian?" he said, falling on his knees.
+"Do you wish to assassinate a man who, in the eyes of
+heaven, is a brother? Oh, my former friends, my former
+friends!" he murmured, and fell with his face to the ground.
+Then rising in despair, he exclaimed, "The chief, the
+chief!"
+
+"Here I am," said Vampa, instantly appearing; "what do you
+want?"
+
+"Take my last gold," muttered Danglars, holding out his
+pocket-book, "and let me live here; I ask no more for
+liberty -- I only ask to live!"
+
+"Then you suffer a great deal?"
+
+"Oh, yes, yes, cruelly!"
+
+"Still, there have been men who suffered more than you."
+
+"I do not think so."
+
+"Yes; those who have died of hunger."
+
+Danglars thought of the old man whom, in his hours of
+delirium, he had seen groaning on his bed. He struck his
+forehead on the ground and groaned. "Yes," he said, "there
+have been some who have suffered more than I have, but then
+they must have been martyrs at least."
+
+"Do you repent?" asked a deep, solemn voice, which caused
+Danglars' hair to stand on end. His feeble eyes endeavored
+to distinguish objects, and behind the bandit he saw a man
+enveloped in a cloak, half lost in the shadow of a stone
+column.
+
+"Of what must I repent?" stammered Danglars.
+
+"Of the evil you have done," said the voice.
+
+"Oh, yes; oh, yes, I do indeed repent." And he struck his
+breast with his emaciated fist.
+
+"Then I forgive you," said the man, dropping his cloak, and
+advancing to the light.
+
+"The Count of Monte Cristo!" said Danglars, more pale from
+terror than he had been just before from hunger and misery.
+
+"You are mistaken -- I am not the Count of Monte Cristo."
+
+"Then who are you?"
+
+"I am he whom you sold and dishonored -- I am he whose
+betrothed you prostituted -- I am he upon whom you trampled
+that you might raise yourself to fortune -- I am he whose
+father you condemned to die of hunger -- I am he whom you
+also condemned to starvation, and who yet forgives you,
+because he hopes to be forgiven -- I am Edmond Dantes!"
+Danglars uttered a cry, and fell prostrate. "Rise," said the
+count, "your life is safe; the same good fortune has not
+happened to your accomplices -- one is mad, the other dead.
+Keep the 50,000 francs you have left -- I give them to you.
+The 5,000,000 you stole from the hospitals has been restored
+to them by an unknown hand. And now eat and drink; I will
+entertain you to-night. Vampa, when this man is satisfied,
+let him be free." Danglars remained prostrate while the
+count withdrew; when he raised his head he saw disappearing
+down the passage nothing but a shadow, before which the
+bandits bowed. According to the count's directions, Danglars
+was waited on by Vampa, who brought him the best wine and
+fruits of Italy; then, having conducted him to the road, and
+pointed to the post-chaise, left him leaning against a tree.
+He remained there all night, not knowing where he was. When
+daylight dawned he saw that he was near a stream; he was
+thirsty, and dragged himself towards it. As he stooped down
+to drink, he saw that his hair had become entirely white.
+
+
+
+Chapter 117
+The Fifth of October.
+
+It was about six o'clock in the evening; an opal-colored
+light, through which an autumnal sun shed its golden rays,
+descended on the blue ocean. The heat of the day had
+gradually decreased, and a light breeze arose, seeming like
+the respiration of nature on awakening from the burning
+siesta of the south. A delicious zephyr played along the
+coasts of the Mediterranean, and wafted from shore to shore
+the sweet perfume of plants, mingled with the fresh smell of
+the sea.
+
+A light yacht, chaste and elegant in its form, was gliding
+amidst the first dews of night over the immense lake,
+extending from Gibraltar to the Dardanelles, and from Tunis
+to Venice. The vessel resembled a swan with its wings opened
+towards the wind, gliding on the water. It advanced swiftly
+and gracefully, leaving behind it a glittering stretch of
+foam. By degrees the sun disappeared behind the western
+horizon; but as though to prove the truth of the fanciful
+ideas in heathen mythology, its indiscreet rays reappeared
+on the summit of every wave, as if the god of fire had just
+sunk upon the bosom of Amphitrite, who in vain endeavored to
+hide her lover beneath her azure mantle. The yacht moved
+rapidly on, though there did not appear to be sufficient
+wind to ruffle the curls on the head of a young girl.
+Standing on the prow was a tall man, of a dark complexion,
+who saw with dilating eyes that they were approaching a dark
+mass of land in the shape of a cone, which rose from the
+midst of the waves like the hat of a Catalan. "Is that Monte
+Cristo?" asked the traveller, to whose orders the yacht was
+for the time submitted, in a melancholy voice.
+
+"Yes, your excellency," said the captain, "we have reached
+it."
+
+"We have reached it!" repeated the traveller in an accent of
+indescribable sadness. Then he added, in a low tone, "Yes;
+that is the haven." And then he again plunged into a train
+of thought, the character of which was better revealed by a
+sad smile, than it would have been by tears. A few minutes
+afterwards a flash of light, which was extinguished
+instantly, was seen on the land, and the sound of firearms
+reached the yacht.
+
+"Your excellency," said the captain, "that was the land
+signal, will you answer yourself?"
+
+"What signal?" The captain pointed towards the island, up
+the side of which ascended a volume of smoke, increasing as
+it rose. "Ah, yes," he said, as if awaking from a dream.
+"Give it to me."
+
+The captain gave him a loaded carbine; the traveller slowly
+raised it, and fired in the air. Ten minutes afterwards, the
+sails were furled, and they cast anchor about a hundred
+fathoms from the little harbor. The gig was already lowered,
+and in it were four oarsmen and a coxswain. The traveller
+descended, and instead of sitting down at the stern of the
+boat, which had been decorated with a blue carpet for his
+accommodation, stood up with his arms crossed. The rowers
+waited, their oars half lifted out of the water, like birds
+drying their wings.
+
+"Give way," said the traveller. The eight oars fell into the
+sea simultaneously without splashing a drop of water, and
+the boat, yielding to the impulsion, glided forward. In an
+instant they found themselves in a little harbor, formed in
+a natural creek; the boat grounded on the fine sand.
+
+"Will your excellency be so good as to mount the shoulders
+of two of our men, they will carry you ashore?" The young
+man answered this invitation with a gesture of indifference,
+and stepped out of the boat; the sea immediately rose to his
+waist. "Ah, your excellency," murmured the pilot, "you
+should not have done so; our master will scold us for it."
+The young man continued to advance, following the sailors,
+who chose a firm footing. Thirty strides brought them to dry
+land; the young man stamped on the ground to shake off the
+wet, and looked around for some one to show him his road,
+for it was quite dark. Just as he turned, a hand rested on
+his shoulder, and a voice which made him shudder exclaimed,
+-- "Good-evening, Maximilian; you are punctual, thank you!"
+
+"Ah, is it you, count?" said the young man, in an almost
+joyful accent, pressing Monte Cristo's hand with both his
+own.
+
+"Yes; you see I am as exact as you are. But you are
+dripping, my dear fellow; you must change your clothes, as
+Calypso said to Telemachus. Come, I have a habitation
+prepared for you in which you will soon forget fatigue and
+cold." Monte Cristo perceived that the young man had turned
+around; indeed, Morrel saw with surprise that the men who
+had brought him had left without being paid, or uttering a
+word. Already the sound of their oars might be heard as they
+returned to the yacht.
+
+"Oh, yes," said the count, "you are looking for the
+sailors."
+
+"Yes, I paid them nothing, and yet they are gone."
+
+"Never mind that, Maximilian," said Monte Cristo, smiling.
+"I have made an agreement with the navy, that the access to
+my island shall be free of all charge. I have made a
+bargain." Morrel looked at the count with surprise. "Count,"
+he said, "you are not the same here as in Paris."
+
+"How so?"
+
+"Here you laugh." The count's brow became clouded. "You are
+right to recall me to myself, Maximilian," he said; "I was
+delighted to see you again, and forgot for the moment that
+all happiness is fleeting."
+
+"Oh, no, no, count," cried Maximilian, seizing the count's
+hands, "pray laugh; be happy, and prove to me, by your
+indifference, that life is endurable to sufferers. Oh, how
+charitable, kind, and good you are; you affect this gayety
+to inspire me with courage."
+
+"You are wrong, Morrel; I was really happy."
+
+"Then you forget me, so much the better."
+
+"How so?"
+
+"Yes; for as the gladiator said to the emperor, when he
+entered the arena, `He who is about to die salutes you.'"
+
+"Then you are not consoled?" asked the count, surprised.
+
+"Oh," exclaimed Morrel, with a glance full of bitter
+reproach, "do you think it possible that I could be?"
+
+"Listen," said the count. "Do you understand the meaning of
+my words? You cannot take me for a commonplace man, a mere
+rattle, emitting a vague and senseless noise. When I ask you
+if you are consoled, I speak to you as a man for whom the
+human heart has no secrets. Well, Morrel, let us both
+examine the depths of your heart. Do you still feel the same
+feverish impatience of grief which made you start like a
+wounded lion? Have you still that devouring thirst which can
+only be appeased in the grave? Are you still actuated by the
+regret which drags the living to the pursuit of death; or
+are you only suffering from the prostration of fatigue and
+the weariness of hope deferred? Has the loss of memory
+rendered it impossible for you to weep? Oh, my dear friend,
+if this be the case, -- if you can no longer weep, if your
+frozen heart be dead, if you put all your trust in God,
+then, Maximilian, you are consoled -- do not complain."
+
+"Count," said Morrel, in a firm and at the same time soft
+voice, "listen to me, as to a man whose thoughts are raised
+to heaven, though he remains on earth; I come to die in the
+arms of a friend. Certainly, there are people whom I love. I
+love my sister Julie, -- I love her husband Emmanuel; but I
+require a strong mind to smile on my last moments. My sister
+would be bathed in tears and fainting; I could not bear to
+see her suffer. Emmanuel would tear the weapon from my hand,
+and alarm the house with his cries. You, count, who are more
+than mortal, will, I am sure, lead me to death by a pleasant
+path, will you not?"
+
+"My friend," said the count, "I have still one doubt, -- are
+you weak enough to pride yourself upon your sufferings?"
+
+"No, indeed, -- I am calm," said Morrel, giving his hand to
+the count; "my pulse does not beat slower or faster than
+usual. No, I feel that I have reached the goal, and I will
+go no farther. You told me to wait and hope; do you know
+what you did, unfortunate adviser? I waited a month, or
+rather I suffered for a month! I did hope (man is a poor
+wretched creature), I did hope. What I cannot tell, --
+something wonderful, an absurdity, a miracle, -- of what
+nature he alone can tell who has mingled with our reason
+that folly we call hope. Yes, I did wait -- yes, I did hope,
+count, and during this quarter of an hour we have been
+talking together, you have unconsciously wounded, tortured
+my heart, for every word you have uttered proved that there
+was no hope for me. Oh, count, I shall sleep calmly,
+deliciously in the arms of death." Morrel uttered these
+words with an energy which made the count shudder. "My
+friend," continued Morrel, "you named the fifth of October
+as the end of the period of waiting, -- to-day is the fifth
+of October," he took out his watch, "it is now nine o'clock,
+-- I have yet three hours to live."
+
+"Be it so," said the count, "come." Morrel mechanically
+followed the count, and they had entered the grotto before
+he perceived it. He felt a carpet under his feet, a door
+opened, perfumes surrounded him, and a brilliant light
+dazzled his eyes. Morrel hesitated to advance; he dreaded
+the enervating effect of all that he saw. Monte Cristo drew
+him in gently. "Why should we not spend the last three hours
+remaining to us of life, like those ancient Romans, who when
+condemned by Nero, their emperor and heir, sat down at a
+table covered with flowers, and gently glided into death,
+amid the perfume of heliotropes and roses?" Morrel smiled.
+"As you please," he said; "death is always death, -- that is
+forgetfulness, repose, exclusion from life, and therefore
+from grief." He sat down, and Monte Cristo placed himself
+opposite to him. They were in the marvellous dining-room
+before described, where the statues had baskets on their
+heads always filled with fruits and flowers. Morrel had
+looked carelessly around, and had probably noticed nothing.
+
+"Let us talk like men," he said, looking at the count.
+
+"Go on!"
+
+"Count," said Morrel, "you are the epitome of all human
+knowledge, and you seem like a being descended from a wiser
+and more advanced world than ours."
+
+"There is something true in what you say," said the count,
+with that smile which made him so handsome; "I have
+descended from a planet called grief."
+
+"I believe all you tell me without questioning its meaning;
+for instance, you told me to live, and I did live; you told
+me to hope, and I almost did so. I am almost inclined to ask
+you, as though you had experienced death, `is it painful to
+die?'"
+
+Monte Cristo looked upon Morrel with indescribable
+tenderness. "Yes," he said, "yes, doubtless it is painful,
+if you violently break the outer covering which obstinately
+begs for life. If you plunge a dagger into your flesh, if
+you insinuate a bullet into your brain, which the least
+shock disorders, -- then certainly, you will suffer pain,
+and you will repent quitting a life for a repose you have
+bought at so dear a price."
+
+"Yes; I know that there is a secret of luxury and pain in
+death, as well as in life; the only thing is to understand
+it."
+
+"You have spoken truly, Maximilian; according to the care we
+bestow upon it, death is either a friend who rocks us gently
+as a nurse, or an enemy who violently drags the soul from
+the body. Some day, when the world is much older, and when
+mankind will be masters of all the destructive powers in
+nature, to serve for the general good of humanity; when
+mankind, as you were just saying, have discovered the
+secrets of death, then that death will become as sweet and
+voluptuous as a slumber in the arms of your beloved."
+
+"And if you wished to die, you would choose this death,
+count?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+Morrel extended his hand. "Now I understand," he said, "why
+you had me brought here to this desolate spot, in the midst
+of the ocean, to this subterranean palace; it was because
+you loved me, was it not, count? It was because you loved me
+well enough to give me one of those sweet means of death of
+which we were speaking; a death without agony, a death which
+allows me to fade away while pronouncing Valentine's name
+and pressing your hand."
+
+"Yes, you have guessed rightly, Morrel," said the count,
+"that is what I intended."
+
+"Thanks; the idea that tomorrow I shall no longer suffer, is
+sweet to my heart."
+
+"Do you then regret nothing?"
+
+"No," replied Morrel.
+
+"Not even me?" asked the count with deep emotion. Morrel's
+clear eye was for the moment clouded, then it shone with
+unusual lustre, and a large tear rolled down his cheek.
+
+"What," said the count, "do you still regret anything in the
+world, and yet die?"
+
+"Oh, I entreat you," exclaimed Morrel in a low voice, "do
+not speak another word, count; do not prolong my
+punishment." The count fancied that he was yielding, and
+this belief revived the horrible doubt that had overwhelmed
+him at the Chateau d'If. "I am endeavoring," he thought, "to
+make this man happy; I look upon this restitution as a
+weight thrown into the scale to balance the evil I have
+wrought. Now, supposing I am deceived, supposing this man
+has not been unhappy enough to merit happiness. Alas, what
+would become of me who can only atone for evil by doing
+good?" Then he said aloud: "Listen, Morrel, I see your grief
+is great, but still you do not like to risk your soul."
+Morrel smiled sadly. "Count," he said, "I swear to you my
+soul is no longer my own."
+
+"Maximilian, you know I have no relation in the world. I
+have accustomed myself to regard you as my son: well, then,
+to save my son, I will sacrifice my life, nay, even my
+fortune."
+
+"What do you mean?"
+
+"I mean, that you wish to quit life because you do not
+understand all the enjoyments which are the fruits of a
+large fortune. Morrel, I possess nearly a hundred millions
+and I give them to you; with such a fortune you can attain
+every wish. Are you ambitions? Every career is open to you.
+Overturn the world, change its character, yield to mad
+ideas, be even criminal -- but live."
+
+"Count, I have your word," said Morrel coldly; then taking
+out his watch, he added, "It is half-past eleven."
+
+"Morrel, can you intend it in my house, under my very eyes?"
+
+"Then let me go," said Maximilian, "or I shall think you did
+not love me for my own sake, but for yours; "and he arose.
+
+"It is well," said Monte Cristo whose countenance brightened
+at these words; "you wish -- you are inflexible. Yes, as you
+said, you are indeed wretched and a miracle alone can cure
+you. Sit down, Morrel, and wait."
+
+Morrel obeyed; the count arose, and unlocking a closet with
+a key suspended from his gold chain, took from it a little
+silver casket, beautifully carved and chased, the corners of
+which represented four bending figures, similar to the
+Caryatides, the forms of women, symbols of the angels
+aspiring to heaven. He placed the casket on the table; then
+opening it took out a little golden box, the top of which
+flew open when touched by a secret spring. This box
+contained an unctuous substance partly solid, of which it
+was impossible to discover the color, owing to the
+reflection of the polished gold, sapphires, rubies,
+emeralds, which ornamented the box. It was a mixed mass of
+blue, red, and gold. The count took out a small quantity of
+this with a gilt spoon, and offered it to Morrel, fixing a
+long steadfast glance upon him. It was then observable that
+the substance was greenish.
+
+"This is what you asked for," he said, "and what I promised
+to give you."
+
+"I thank you from the depths of my heart," said the young
+man, taking the spoon from the hands of Monte Cristo. The
+count took another spoon, and again dipped it into the
+golden box. "What are you going to do, my friend?" asked
+Morrel, arresting his hand.
+
+"Well, the fact is, Morrel, I was thinking that I too am
+weary of life, and since an opportunity presents itself" --
+
+"Stay!" said the young man. "You who love, and are beloved;
+you, who have faith and hope, -- oh, do not follow my
+example. In your case it would be a crime. Adieu, my noble
+and generous friend, adieu; I will go and tell Valentine
+what you have done for me." And slowly, though without any
+hesitation, only waiting to press the count's hand
+fervently, he swallowed the mysterious substance offered by
+Monte Cristo. Then they were both silent. Ali, mute and
+attentive, brought the pipes and coffee, and disappeared. By
+degrees, the light of the lamps gradually faded in the hands
+of the marble statues which held them, and the perfumes
+appeared less powerful to Morrel. Seated opposite to him,
+Monte Cristo watched him in the shadow, and Morrel saw
+nothing but the bright eyes of the count. An overpowering
+sadness took possession of the young man, his hands relaxed
+their hold, the objects in the room gradually lost their
+form and color, and his disturbed vision seemed to perceive
+doors and curtains open in the walls.
+
+"Friend," he cried, "I feel that I am dying; thanks!" He
+made a last effort to extend his hand, but it fell powerless
+beside him. Then it appeared to him that Monte Cristo
+smiled, not with the strange and fearful expression which
+had sometimes revealed to him the secrets of his heart, but
+with the benevolent kindness of a father for a child. At the
+same time the count appeared to increase in stature, his
+form, nearly double its usual height, stood out in relief
+against the red tapestry, his black hair was thrown back,
+and he stood in the attitude of an avenging angel. Morrel,
+overpowered, turned around in the arm-chair; a delicious
+torpor permeated every vein. A change of ideas presented
+themselves to his brain, like a new design on the
+kaleidoscope. Enervated, prostrate, and breathless, he
+became unconscious of outward objects; he seemed to be
+entering that vague delirium preceding death. He wished once
+again to press the count's hand, but his own was immovable.
+He wished to articulate a last farewell, but his tongue lay
+motionless and heavy in his throat, like a stone at the
+mouth of a sepulchre. Involuntarily his languid eyes closed,
+and still through his eyelashes a well-known form seemed to
+move amid the obscurity with which he thought himself
+enveloped.
+
+The count had just opened a door. Immediately a brilliant
+light from the next room, or rather from the palace
+adjoining, shone upon the room in which he was gently
+gliding into his last sleep. Then he saw a woman of
+marvellous beauty appear on the threshold of the door
+separating the two rooms. Pale, and sweetly smiling, she
+looked like an angel of mercy conjuring the angel of
+vengeance. "Is it heaven that opens before me?" thought the
+dying man; "that angel resembles the one I have lost." Monte
+Cristo pointed out Morrel to the young woman, who advanced
+towards him with clasped hands and a smile upon her lips.
+
+"Valentine, Valentine!" he mentally ejaculated; but his lips
+uttered no sound, and as though all his strength were
+centred in that internal emotion, he sighed and closed his
+eyes. Valentine rushed towards him; his lips again moved.
+
+"He is calling you," said the count; "he to whom you have
+confided your destiny -- he from whom death would have
+separated you, calls you to him. Happily, I vanquished
+death. Henceforth, Valentine, you will never again be
+separated on earth, since he has rushed into death to find
+you. Without me, you would both have died. May God accept my
+atonement in the preservation of these two existences!"
+
+Valentine seized the count's hand, and in her irresistible
+impulse of joy carried it to her lips.
+
+"Oh, thank me again!" said the count; "tell me till you are
+weary, that I have restored you to happiness; you do not
+know how much I require this assurance."
+
+"Oh, yes, yes, I thank you with all my heart," said
+Valentine; "and if you doubt the sincerity of my gratitude,
+oh, then, ask Haidee! ask my beloved sister Haidee, who ever
+since our departure from France, has caused me to wait
+patiently for this happy day, while talking to me of you."
+
+"You then love Haidee?" asked Monte Cristo with an emotion
+he in vain endeavored to dissimulate.
+
+"Oh, yes, with all my soul."
+
+"Well, then, listen, Valentine," said the count; "I have a
+favor to ask of you."
+
+"Of me? Oh, am I happy enough for that?"
+
+"Yes; you have called Haidee your sister, -- let her become
+so indeed, Valentine; render her all the gratitude you fancy
+that you owe to me; protect her, for" (the count's voice was
+thick with emotion) "henceforth she will be alone in the
+world."
+
+"Alone in the world!" repeated a voice behind the count,
+"and why?"
+
+Monte Cristo turned around; Haidee was standing pale,
+motionless, looking at the count with an expression of
+fearful amazement.
+
+"Because to-morrow, Haidee, you will be free; you will then
+assume your proper position in society, for I will not allow
+my destiny to overshadow yours. Daughter of a prince, I
+restore to you the riches and name of your father."
+
+Haidee became pale, and lifting her transparent hands to
+heaven, exclaimed in a voice stifled with tears, "Then you
+leave me, my lord?"
+
+"Haidee, Haidee, you are young and beautiful; forget even my
+name, and be happy."
+
+"It is well," said Haidee; "your order shall be executed, my
+lord; I will forget even your name, and be happy." And she
+stepped back to retire.
+
+"Oh, heavens," exclaimed Valentine, who was supporting the
+head of Morrel on her shoulder, "do you not see how pale she
+is? Do you not see how she suffers?"
+
+Haidee answered with a heartrending expression, "Why should
+he understand this, my sister? He is my master, and I am his
+slave; he has the right to notice nothing."
+
+The count shuddered at the tones of a voice which penetrated
+the inmost recesses of his heart; his eyes met those of the
+young girl and he could not bear their brilliancy. "Oh,
+heavens," exclaimed Monte Cristo, "can my suspicions be
+correct? Haidee, would it please you not to leave me?"
+
+"I am young," gently replied Haidee; "I love the life you
+have made so sweet to me, and I should be sorry to die."
+
+"You mean, then, that if I leave you, Haidee" --
+
+"I should die; yes, my lord."
+
+"Do you then love me?"
+
+"Oh, Valentine, he asks if I love him. Valentine, tell him
+if you love Maximilian." The count felt his heart dilate and
+throb; he opened his arms, and Haidee, uttering a cry,
+sprang into them. "Oh, yes," she cried, "I do love you! I
+love you as one loves a father, brother, husband! I love you
+as my life, for you are the best, the noblest of created
+beings!"
+
+"Let it be, then, as you wish, sweet angel; God has
+sustained me in my struggle with my enemies, and has given
+me this reward; he will not let me end my triumph in
+suffering; I wished to punish myself, but he has pardoned
+me. Love me then, Haidee! Who knows? perhaps your love will
+make me forget all that I do not wish to remember."
+
+"What do you mean, my lord?"
+
+"I mean that one word from you has enlightened me more than
+twenty years of slow experience; I have but you in the
+world, Haidee; through you I again take hold on life,
+through you I shall suffer, through you rejoice."
+
+"Do you hear him, Valentine?" exclaimed Haidee; "he says
+that through me he will suffer -- through me, who would
+yield my life for his." The count withdrew for a moment.
+"Have I discovered the truth?" he said; "but whether it be
+for recompense or punishment, I accept my fate. Come,
+Haidee, come!" and throwing his arm around the young girl's
+waist, he pressed the hand of Valentine, and disappeared.
+
+An hour had nearly passed, during which Valentine,
+breathless and motionless, watched steadfastly over Morrel.
+At length she felt his heart beat, a faint breath played
+upon his lips, a slight shudder, announcing the return of
+life, passed through the young man's frame. At length his
+eyes opened, but they were at first fixed and
+expressionless; then sight returned, and with it feeling and
+grief. "Oh," he cried, in an accent of despair, "the count
+has deceived me; I am yet living; "and extending his hand
+towards the table, he seized a knife.
+
+"Dearest," exclaimed Valentine, with her adorable smile,
+"awake, and look at me!" Morrel uttered a loud exclamation,
+and frantic, doubtful, dazzled, as though by a celestial
+vision, he fell upon his knees.
+
+The next morning at daybreak, Valentine and Morrel were
+walking arm-in-arm on the sea-shore, Valentine relating how
+Monte Cristo had appeared in her room, explained everything,
+revealed the crime, and, finally, how he had saved her life
+by enabling her to simulate death. They had found the door
+of the grotto opened, and gone forth; on the azure dome of
+heaven still glittered a few remaining stars. Morrel soon
+perceived a man standing among the rocks, apparently
+awaiting a sign from them to advance, and pointed him out to
+Valentine. "Ah, it is Jacopo," she said, "the captain of the
+yacht; "and she beckoned him towards them.
+
+"Do you wish to speak to us?" asked Morrel.
+
+"I have a letter to give you from the count."
+
+"From the count!" murmured the two young people.
+
+"Yes; read it." Morrel opened the letter, and read: --
+
+"My Dear Maximilian, --
+
+"There is a felucca for you at anchor. Jacopo will carry you
+to Leghorn, where Monsieur Noirtier awaits his
+granddaughter, whom he wishes to bless before you lead her
+to the altar. All that is in this grotto, my friend, my
+house in the Champs Elysees, and my chateau at Treport, are
+the marriage gifts bestowed by Edmond Dantes upon the son of
+his old master, Morrel. Mademoiselle de Villefort will share
+them with you; for I entreat her to give to the poor the
+immense fortune reverting to her from her father, now a
+madman, and her brother who died last September with his
+mother. Tell the angel who will watch over your future
+destiny, Morrel, to pray sometimes for a man, who like Satan
+thought himself for an instant equal to God, but who now
+acknowledges with Christian humility that God alone
+possesses supreme power and infinite wisdom. Perhaps those
+prayers may soften the remorse he feels in his heart. As for
+you, Morrel, this is the secret of my conduct towards you.
+There is neither happiness nor misery in the world; there is
+only the comparison of one state with another, nothing more.
+He who has felt the deepest grief is best able to experience
+supreme happiness. We must have felt what it is to die,
+Morrel, that we may appreciate the enjoyments of living.
+
+"Live, then, and be happy, beloved children of my heart, and
+never forget that until the day when God shall deign to
+reveal the future to man, all human wisdom is summed up in
+these two words, -- `Wait and hope.' Your friend,
+
+"Edmond Dantes, Count of Monte Cristo."
+
+During the perusal of this letter, which informed Valentine
+for the first time of the madness of her father and the
+death of her brother, she became pale, a heavy sigh escaped
+from her bosom, and tears, not the less painful because they
+were silent, ran down her cheeks; her happiness cost her
+very dear. Morrel looked around uneasily. "But," he said,
+"the count's generosity is too overwhelming; Valentine will
+be satisfied with my humble fortune. Where is the count,
+friend? Lead me to him." Jacopo pointed towards the horizon.
+"What do you mean?" asked Valentine. "Where is the count? --
+where is Haidee?"
+
+"Look!" said Jacopo.
+
+The eyes of both were fixed upon the spot indicated by the
+sailor, and on the blue line separating the sky from the
+Mediterranean Sea, they perceived a large white sail.
+"Gone," said Morrel; "gone! -- adieu, my friend -- adieu, my
+father!"
+
+"Gone," murmured Valentine; "adieu, my sweet Haidee --
+adieu, my sister!"
+
+"Who can say whether we shall ever see them again?" said
+Morrel with tearful eyes.
+
+"Darling," replied Valentine, "has not the count just told
+us that all human wisdom is summed up in two words? -- `Wait
+and hope.'"
+
+
+
+
+
+End of The Project Gutenberg Etext of The Count of Monte Cristo by Dumas
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/AlgorithmAnimation/AlgorithmAnimation.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/AlgorithmAnimation/AlgorithmAnimation.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..39f7d75
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/AlgorithmAnimation/AlgorithmAnimation.java
@@ -0,0 +1,185 @@
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import java.util.concurrent.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program animates a sort algorithm.
+*/
+public class AlgorithmAnimation
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new AnimationFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame shows the array as it is sorted, together with buttons to single-step the animation
+ or to run it without interruption.
+*/
+class AnimationFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public AnimationFrame()
+ {
+ ArrayPanel panel = new ArrayPanel();
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ Double[] values = new Double[VALUES_LENGTH];
+ final Sorter sorter = new Sorter(values, panel);
+
+ JButton runButton = new JButton("Run");
+ runButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ sorter.setRun();
+ }
+ });
+
+ JButton stepButton = new JButton("Step");
+ stepButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ sorter.setStep();
+ }
+ });
+
+ JPanel buttons = new JPanel();
+ buttons.add(runButton);
+ buttons.add(stepButton);
+ add(buttons, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ for (int i = 0; i < values.length; i++)
+ values[i] = new Double(Math.random());
+
+ Thread t = new Thread(sorter);
+ t.start();
+ }
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+ private static final int VALUES_LENGTH = 30;
+}
+
+/**
+ This runnable executes a sort algorithm.
+ When two elements are compared, the algorithm
+ pauses and updates a panel.
+*/
+class Sorter implements Runnable
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a Sorter.
+ @param values the array to be sorted
+ @param panel the panel on which to display the sorting progress
+ */
+ public Sorter(Double[] values, ArrayPanel panel)
+ {
+ this.values = values;
+ this.panel = panel;
+ this.gate = new Semaphore(1);
+ this.run = false;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the sorter to "run" mode.
+ */
+ public void setRun()
+ {
+ run = true;
+ gate.release();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the sorter to "step" mode.
+ */
+ public void setStep()
+ {
+ run = false;
+ gate.release();
+ }
+
+ public void run()
+ {
+ Comparator comp = new
+ Comparator()
+ {
+ public int compare(Double i1, Double i2)
+ {
+ panel.setValues(values, i1, i2);
+ try
+ {
+ if (run)
+ Thread.sleep(DELAY);
+ else
+ gate.acquire();
+ }
+ catch (InterruptedException exception)
+ {
+ Thread.currentThread().interrupt();
+ }
+ return i1.compareTo(i2);
+ }
+ };
+ Arrays.sort(values, comp);
+ panel.setValues(values, null, null);
+ }
+
+ private Double[] values;
+ private ArrayPanel panel;
+ private Semaphore gate;
+ private static final int DELAY = 100;
+ private boolean run;
+}
+
+/**
+ This panel draws an array and marks two elements in the
+ array.
+*/
+class ArrayPanel extends JPanel
+{
+
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ if (values == null) return;
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+ int width = getWidth() / values.length;
+ for (int i = 0; i < values.length; i++)
+ {
+ double height = values[i] * getHeight();
+ Rectangle2D bar = new Rectangle2D.Double(width * i, 0, width, height);
+ if (values[i] == marked1 || values[i] == marked2)
+ g2.fill(bar);
+ else
+ g2.draw(bar);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the values to be painted.
+ @param values the array of values to display
+ @param marked1 the first marked element
+ @param marked2 the second marked element
+ */
+ public void setValues(Double[] values, Double marked1, Double marked2)
+ {
+ this.values = values;
+ this.marked1 = marked1;
+ this.marked2 = marked2;
+ repaint();
+ }
+
+ private Double marked1;
+ private Double marked2;
+ private Double[] values;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/BlockingQueueTest/BlockingQueueTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/BlockingQueueTest/BlockingQueueTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..1da5790
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/BlockingQueueTest/BlockingQueueTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,124 @@
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import java.util.concurrent.*;
+
+public class BlockingQueueTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ Scanner in = new Scanner(System.in);
+ System.out.print("Enter base directory (e.g. /usr/local/jdk5.0/src): ");
+ String directory = in.nextLine();
+ System.out.print("Enter keyword (e.g. volatile): ");
+ String keyword = in.nextLine();
+
+ final int FILE_QUEUE_SIZE = 10;
+ final int SEARCH_THREADS = 100;
+
+ BlockingQueue queue = new ArrayBlockingQueue(FILE_QUEUE_SIZE);
+
+ FileEnumerationTask enumerator = new FileEnumerationTask(queue, new File(directory));
+ new Thread(enumerator).start();
+ for (int i = 1; i <= SEARCH_THREADS; i++)
+ new Thread(new SearchTask(queue, keyword)).start();
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This task enumerates all files in a directory and its subdirectories.
+*/
+class FileEnumerationTask implements Runnable
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a FileEnumerationTask.
+ @param queue the blocking queue to which the enumerated files are added
+ @param startingDirectory the directory in which to start the enumeration
+ */
+ public FileEnumerationTask(BlockingQueue queue, File startingDirectory)
+ {
+ this.queue = queue;
+ this.startingDirectory = startingDirectory;
+ }
+
+ public void run()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ enumerate(startingDirectory);
+ queue.put(DUMMY);
+ }
+ catch (InterruptedException e) {}
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Recursively enumerates all files in a given directory and its subdirectories
+ @param directory the directory in which to start
+ */
+ public void enumerate(File directory) throws InterruptedException
+ {
+ File[] files = directory.listFiles();
+ for (File file : files) {
+ if (file.isDirectory()) enumerate(file);
+ else queue.put(file);
+ }
+ }
+
+ public static File DUMMY = new File("");
+
+ private BlockingQueue queue;
+ private File startingDirectory;
+}
+
+/**
+ This task searches files for a given keyword.
+*/
+class SearchTask implements Runnable
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a SearchTask.
+ @param queue the queue from which to take files
+ @param keyword the keyword to look for
+ */
+ public SearchTask(BlockingQueue queue, String keyword)
+ {
+ this.queue = queue;
+ this.keyword = keyword;
+ }
+
+ public void run()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ boolean done = false;
+ while (!done)
+ {
+ File file = queue.take();
+ if (file == FileEnumerationTask.DUMMY) { queue.put(file); done = true; }
+ else search(file);
+ }
+ }
+ catch (IOException e) { e.printStackTrace(); }
+ catch (InterruptedException e) {}
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Searches a file for a given keyword and prints all matching lines.
+ @param file the file to search
+ */
+ public void search(File file) throws IOException
+ {
+ Scanner in = new Scanner(new FileInputStream(file));
+ int lineNumber = 0;
+ while (in.hasNextLine())
+ {
+ lineNumber++;
+ String line = in.nextLine();
+ if (line.contains(keyword))
+ System.out.printf("%s:%d:%s%n", file.getPath(), lineNumber, line);
+ }
+ in.close();
+ }
+
+ private BlockingQueue queue;
+ private String keyword;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/Bounce/Bounce.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/Bounce/Bounce.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..630442f
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/Bounce/Bounce.java
@@ -0,0 +1,199 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.32 2004-07-27
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ Shows an animated bouncing ball.
+*/
+public class Bounce
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new BounceFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A ball that moves and bounces off the edges of a
+ rectangle
+*/
+class Ball
+{
+ /**
+ Moves the ball to the next position, reversing direction
+ if it hits one of the edges
+ */
+ public void move(Rectangle2D bounds)
+ {
+ x += dx;
+ y += dy;
+ if (x < bounds.getMinX())
+ {
+ x = bounds.getMinX();
+ dx = -dx;
+ }
+ if (x + XSIZE >= bounds.getMaxX())
+ {
+ x = bounds.getMaxX() - XSIZE;
+ dx = -dx;
+ }
+ if (y < bounds.getMinY())
+ {
+ y = bounds.getMinY();
+ dy = -dy;
+ }
+ if (y + YSIZE >= bounds.getMaxY())
+ {
+ y = bounds.getMaxY() - YSIZE;
+ dy = -dy;
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the shape of the ball at its current position.
+ */
+ public Ellipse2D getShape()
+ {
+ return new Ellipse2D.Double(x, y, XSIZE, YSIZE);
+ }
+
+ private static final int XSIZE = 15;
+ private static final int YSIZE = 15;
+ private double x = 0;
+ private double y = 0;
+ private double dx = 1;
+ private double dy = 1;
+}
+
+/**
+ The panel that draws the balls.
+*/
+class BallPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ /**
+ Add a ball to the panel.
+ @param b the ball to add
+ */
+ public void add(Ball b)
+ {
+ balls.add(b);
+ }
+
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+ for (Ball b : balls)
+ {
+ g2.fill(b.getShape());
+ }
+ }
+
+ private ArrayList balls = new ArrayList();
+}
+
+/**
+ The frame with panel and buttons.
+*/
+class BounceFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs the frame with the panel for showing the
+ bouncing ball and Start and Close buttons
+ */
+ public BounceFrame()
+ {
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+ setTitle("Bounce");
+
+ panel = new BallPanel();
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ JPanel buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+ addButton(buttonPanel, "Start",
+ new ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ addBall();
+ }
+ });
+
+ addButton(buttonPanel, "Close",
+ new ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ System.exit(0);
+ }
+ });
+ add(buttonPanel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Adds a button to a container.
+ @param c the container
+ @param title the button title
+ @param listener the action listener for the button
+ */
+ public void addButton(Container c, String title, ActionListener listener)
+ {
+ JButton button = new JButton(title);
+ c.add(button);
+ button.addActionListener(listener);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Adds a bouncing ball to the panel and makes
+ it bounce 1,000 times.
+ */
+ public void addBall()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ Ball ball = new Ball();
+ panel.add(ball);
+
+ for (int i = 1; i <= STEPS; i++)
+ {
+ ball.move(panel.getBounds());
+ panel.paint(panel.getGraphics());
+ Thread.sleep(DELAY);
+ }
+ }
+ catch (InterruptedException e)
+ {
+ }
+ }
+
+ private BallPanel panel;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 450;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 350;
+ public static final int STEPS = 1000;
+ public static final int DELAY = 3;
+}
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/BounceThread/BounceThread.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/BounceThread/BounceThread.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..d5bfc05
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/BounceThread/BounceThread.java
@@ -0,0 +1,227 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.32 2004-07-27
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ Shows an animated bouncing ball.
+*/
+public class BounceThread
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new BounceFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A runnable that animates a bouncing ball.
+*/
+class BallRunnable implements Runnable
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs the runnable.
+ @aBall the ball to bounce
+ @aPanel the component in which the ball bounces
+ */
+ public BallRunnable(Ball aBall, Component aComponent)
+ {
+ ball = aBall;
+ component = aComponent;
+ }
+
+ public void run()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ for (int i = 1; i <= STEPS; i++)
+ {
+ ball.move(component.getBounds());
+ component.repaint();
+ Thread.sleep(DELAY);
+ }
+ }
+ catch (InterruptedException e)
+ {
+ }
+ }
+
+ private Ball ball;
+ private Component component;
+ public static final int STEPS = 1000;
+ public static final int DELAY = 5;
+}
+
+/**
+ A ball that moves and bounces off the edges of a
+ rectangle
+*/
+class Ball
+{
+ /**
+ Moves the ball to the next position, reversing direction
+ if it hits one of the edges
+ */
+ public void move(Rectangle2D bounds)
+ {
+ x += dx;
+ y += dy;
+ if (x < bounds.getMinX())
+ {
+ x = bounds.getMinX();
+ dx = -dx;
+ }
+ if (x + XSIZE >= bounds.getMaxX())
+ {
+ x = bounds.getMaxX() - XSIZE;
+ dx = -dx;
+ }
+ if (y < bounds.getMinY())
+ {
+ y = bounds.getMinY();
+ dy = -dy;
+ }
+ if (y + YSIZE >= bounds.getMaxY())
+ {
+ y = bounds.getMaxY() - YSIZE;
+ dy = -dy;
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the shape of the ball at its current position.
+ */
+ public Ellipse2D getShape()
+ {
+ return new Ellipse2D.Double(x, y, XSIZE, YSIZE);
+ }
+
+ private static final int XSIZE = 15;
+ private static final int YSIZE = 15;
+ private double x = 0;
+ private double y = 0;
+ private double dx = 1;
+ private double dy = 1;
+}
+
+/**
+ The panel that draws the balls.
+*/
+class BallPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ /**
+ Add a ball to the panel.
+ @param b the ball to add
+ */
+ public void add(Ball b)
+ {
+ balls.add(b);
+ }
+
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+ for (Ball b : balls)
+ {
+ g2.fill(b.getShape());
+ }
+ }
+
+ private ArrayList balls = new ArrayList();
+}
+
+/**
+ The frame with panel and buttons.
+*/
+class BounceFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs the frame with the panel for showing the
+ bouncing ball and Start and Close buttons
+ */
+ public BounceFrame()
+ {
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+ setTitle("BounceThread");
+
+ panel = new BallPanel();
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ JPanel buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+ addButton(buttonPanel, "Start",
+ new ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ addBall();
+ }
+ });
+
+ addButton(buttonPanel, "Close",
+ new ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ System.exit(0);
+ }
+ });
+ add(buttonPanel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Adds a button to a container.
+ @param c the container
+ @param title the button title
+ @param listener the action listener for the button
+ */
+ public void addButton(Container c, String title, ActionListener listener)
+ {
+ JButton button = new JButton(title);
+ c.add(button);
+ button.addActionListener(listener);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Adds a bouncing ball to the canvas and starts a thread
+ to make it bounce
+ */
+ public void addBall()
+ {
+ Ball b = new Ball();
+ panel.add(b);
+ Runnable r = new BallRunnable(b, panel);
+ Thread t = new Thread(r);
+ t.start();
+ }
+
+ private BallPanel panel;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 450;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 350;
+ public static final int STEPS = 1000;
+ public static final int DELAY = 3;
+}
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/FutureTest/FutureTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/FutureTest/FutureTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..54c2df0
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/FutureTest/FutureTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,112 @@
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import java.util.concurrent.*;
+
+public class FutureTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ Scanner in = new Scanner(System.in);
+ System.out.print("Enter base directory (e.g. /usr/local/jdk5.0/src): ");
+ String directory = in.nextLine();
+ System.out.print("Enter keyword (e.g. volatile): ");
+ String keyword = in.nextLine();
+
+ MatchCounter counter = new MatchCounter(new File(directory), keyword);
+ FutureTask task = new FutureTask(counter);
+ Thread t = new Thread(task);
+ t.start();
+ try
+ {
+ System.out.println(task.get() + " matching files.");
+ }
+ catch (ExecutionException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ catch (InterruptedException e) {}
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This task counts the files in a directory and its subdirectories that contain a given keyword.
+*/
+class MatchCounter implements Callable
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a MatchCounter.
+ @param directory the directory in which to start the search
+ @param keyword the keyword to look for
+ */
+ public MatchCounter(File directory, String keyword)
+ {
+ this.directory = directory;
+ this.keyword = keyword;
+ }
+
+ public Integer call()
+ {
+ count = 0;
+ try
+ {
+ File[] files = directory.listFiles();
+ ArrayList> results = new ArrayList>();
+
+ for (File file : files)
+ if (file.isDirectory())
+ {
+ MatchCounter counter = new MatchCounter(file, keyword);
+ FutureTask task = new FutureTask(counter);
+ results.add(task);
+ Thread t = new Thread(task);
+ t.start();
+ }
+ else
+ {
+ if (search(file)) count++;
+ }
+
+ for (Future result : results)
+ try
+ {
+ count += result.get();
+ }
+ catch (ExecutionException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+ catch (InterruptedException e) {}
+ return count;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Searches a file for a given keyword.
+ @param file the file to search
+ @return true if the keyword is contained in the file
+ */
+ public boolean search(File file)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ Scanner in = new Scanner(new FileInputStream(file));
+ boolean found = false;
+ while (!found && in.hasNextLine())
+ {
+ String line = in.nextLine();
+ if (line.contains(keyword)) found = true;
+ }
+ in.close();
+ return found;
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ return false;
+ }
+ }
+
+ private File directory;
+ private String keyword;
+ private int count;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/SwingThreadTest/SwingThreadTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/SwingThreadTest/SwingThreadTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..d84316a
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/SwingThreadTest/SwingThreadTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,152 @@
+/**
+ * @version 1.22 2004-08-01
+ * @author Cay Horstmann
+ */
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates that a thread that
+ runs in parallel with the event dispatch thread
+ can cause errors in Swing components.
+*/
+public class SwingThreadTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ SwingThreadFrame frame = new SwingThreadFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame has two buttons to fill a combo box from a
+ separate thread. The "Good" button uses the event queue,
+ the "Bad" button modifies the combo box directly.
+*/
+class SwingThreadFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public SwingThreadFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("SwingThreadTest");
+
+ final JComboBox combo = new JComboBox();
+ combo.insertItemAt(new Integer(Integer.MAX_VALUE), 0);
+ combo.setPrototypeDisplayValue(combo.getItemAt(0));
+ combo.setSelectedIndex(0);
+
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+
+ JButton goodButton = new JButton("Good");
+ goodButton.addActionListener(new ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ new Thread(new GoodWorkerRunnable(combo)).start();
+ }
+ });
+ panel.add(goodButton);
+ JButton badButton = new JButton("Bad");
+ badButton.addActionListener(new ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ new Thread(new BadWorkerRunnable(combo)).start();
+ }
+ });
+ panel.add(badButton);
+ panel.add(combo);
+ add(panel);
+ pack();
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This runnable modifies a combo box by randomly adding
+ and removing numbers. This can result in errors because
+ the combo box methods are not synchronized and both the worker
+ thread and the event dispatch thread access the combo box.
+*/
+class BadWorkerRunnable implements Runnable
+{
+ public BadWorkerRunnable(JComboBox aCombo)
+ {
+ combo = aCombo;
+ generator = new Random();
+ }
+
+ public void run()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ while (true)
+ {
+ combo.showPopup();
+ int i = Math.abs(generator.nextInt());
+ if (i % 2 == 0)
+ combo.insertItemAt(new Integer(i), 0);
+ else if (combo.getItemCount() > 0)
+ combo.removeItemAt(i % combo.getItemCount());
+ Thread.sleep(1);
+ }
+ }
+ catch (InterruptedException e) {}
+ }
+
+ private JComboBox combo;
+ private Random generator;
+}
+
+/**
+ This runnable modifies a combo box by randomly adding
+ and removing numbers. In order to ensure that the
+ combo box is not corrupted, the editing operations are
+ forwarded to the event dispatch thread.
+*/
+class GoodWorkerRunnable implements Runnable
+{
+ public GoodWorkerRunnable(JComboBox aCombo)
+ {
+ combo = aCombo;
+ generator = new Random();
+ }
+
+ public void run()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ while (true)
+ {
+ EventQueue.invokeLater(new
+ Runnable()
+ {
+ public void run()
+ {
+ combo.showPopup();
+ int i = Math.abs(generator.nextInt());
+ if (i % 2 == 0)
+ combo.insertItemAt(new Integer(i), 0);
+ else if (combo.getItemCount() > 0)
+ combo.removeItemAt(i % combo.getItemCount());
+ }
+ });
+ Thread.sleep(1);
+ }
+ }
+ catch (InterruptedException e) {}
+ }
+
+ private JComboBox combo;
+ private Random generator;
+}
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/SwingWorkerTest/SwingWorkerTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/SwingWorkerTest/SwingWorkerTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..53c1cf5
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/SwingWorkerTest/SwingWorkerTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,222 @@
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import java.util.concurrent.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates a worker thread that runs
+ a potentially time-consuming task.
+*/
+public class SwingWorkerTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args) throws Exception
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new SwingWorkerFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame has a text area to show the contents of a text file,
+ a menu to open a file and cancel the opening process, and
+ a status line to show the file loading progress.
+*/
+class SwingWorkerFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public SwingWorkerFrame()
+ {
+ chooser = new JFileChooser();
+ chooser.setCurrentDirectory(new File("."));
+
+ textArea = new JTextArea();
+ add(new JScrollPane(textArea));
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ statusLine = new JLabel();
+ add(statusLine, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+
+ JMenuBar menuBar = new JMenuBar();
+ setJMenuBar(menuBar);
+
+ JMenu menu = new JMenu("File");
+ menuBar.add(menu);
+
+ openItem = new JMenuItem("Open");
+ menu.add(openItem);
+ openItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ // show file chooser dialog
+ int result = chooser.showOpenDialog(null);
+
+ // if file selected, set it as icon of the label
+ if (result == JFileChooser.APPROVE_OPTION)
+ {
+ readFile(chooser.getSelectedFile());
+ }
+ }
+ });
+
+ cancelItem = new JMenuItem("Cancel");
+ menu.add(cancelItem);
+ cancelItem.setEnabled(false);
+ cancelItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ if (workerThread != null) workerThread.interrupt();
+ }
+ });
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Reads a file asynchronously, updating the UI during the reading process.
+ @param file the file to read
+ */
+ public void readFile(final File file)
+ {
+ Runnable task = new
+ SwingWorkerTask()
+ {
+ public void init()
+ {
+ lineNumber = 0;
+ openItem.setEnabled(false);
+ cancelItem.setEnabled(true);
+ }
+
+ public void update()
+ {
+ statusLine.setText("" + lineNumber);
+ }
+
+ public void finish()
+ {
+ workerThread = null;
+ openItem.setEnabled(true);
+ cancelItem.setEnabled(false);
+ statusLine.setText("Done");
+ }
+
+ public void work()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ Scanner in = new Scanner(new FileInputStream(file));
+ textArea.setText("");
+ while (!Thread.currentThread().isInterrupted() && in.hasNextLine())
+ {
+ lineNumber++;
+ line = in.nextLine();
+ textArea.append(line);
+ textArea.append("\n");
+ doUpdate();
+ }
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(null, "" + e);
+ }
+ }
+
+ private String line;
+ private int lineNumber;
+ };
+
+ workerThread = new Thread(task);
+ workerThread.start();
+ }
+
+ private JFileChooser chooser;
+ private JTextArea textArea;
+ private JLabel statusLine;
+ private JMenuItem openItem;
+ private JMenuItem cancelItem;
+ private Thread workerThread;
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 450;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 350;
+}
+
+/**
+ Extend this class to define an asynchronous task
+ that updates a Swing UI.
+*/
+abstract class SwingWorkerTask implements Runnable
+{
+ /**
+ Place your task in this method. Be sure to call doUpdate(), not update(), to show the
+ update after each unit of work.
+ */
+ public abstract void work() throws InterruptedException;
+
+ /**
+ Override this method for UI operations before work commences.
+ */
+ public void init() {}
+ /**
+ Override this method for UI operations after each unit or work.
+ */
+ public void update() {}
+ /**
+ Override this method for UI operations after work is completed.
+ */
+ public void finish() {}
+
+ private void doInit()
+ {
+ EventQueue.invokeLater(new
+ Runnable()
+ {
+ public void run() { init(); }
+ });
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Call this method from work() to show the update after each unit of work.
+ */
+ protected final void doUpdate()
+ {
+ if (done) return;
+ EventQueue.invokeLater(new
+ Runnable()
+ {
+ public void run() { update(); }
+ });
+ }
+
+ private void doFinish()
+ {
+ EventQueue.invokeLater(new
+ Runnable()
+ {
+ public void run() { finish(); }
+ });
+ }
+
+ public final void run()
+ {
+ doInit();
+ try
+ {
+ done = false;
+ work();
+ }
+ catch (InterruptedException ex)
+ {
+ }
+ finally
+ {
+ done = true;
+ doFinish();
+ }
+ }
+
+ private boolean done;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/SynchBankTest/SynchBankTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/SynchBankTest/SynchBankTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..465afce
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/SynchBankTest/SynchBankTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,152 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.30 2004-08-01
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.concurrent.locks.*;
+
+/**
+ This program shows how multiple threads can safely access a data structure.
+*/
+public class SynchBankTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ Bank b = new Bank(NACCOUNTS, INITIAL_BALANCE);
+ int i;
+ for (i = 0; i < NACCOUNTS; i++)
+ {
+ TransferRunnable r = new TransferRunnable(b, i, INITIAL_BALANCE);
+ Thread t = new Thread(r);
+ t.start();
+ }
+ }
+
+ public static final int NACCOUNTS = 100;
+ public static final double INITIAL_BALANCE = 1000;
+}
+
+/**
+ A bank with a number of bank accounts.
+*/
+class Bank
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs the bank.
+ @param n the number of accounts
+ @param initialBalance the initial balance
+ for each account
+ */
+ public Bank(int n, double initialBalance)
+ {
+ accounts = new double[n];
+ for (int i = 0; i < accounts.length; i++)
+ accounts[i] = initialBalance;
+ bankLock = new ReentrantLock();
+ sufficientFunds = bankLock.newCondition();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Transfers money from one account to another.
+ @param from the account to transfer from
+ @param to the account to transfer to
+ @param amount the amount to transfer
+ */
+ public void transfer(int from, int to, double amount)
+ throws InterruptedException
+ {
+ bankLock.lock();
+ try
+ {
+ while (accounts[from] < amount)
+ sufficientFunds.await();
+ System.out.print(Thread.currentThread());
+ accounts[from] -= amount;
+ System.out.printf(" %10.2f from %d to %d", amount, from, to);
+ accounts[to] += amount;
+ System.out.printf(" Total Balance: %10.2f%n", getTotalBalance());
+ sufficientFunds.signalAll();
+ }
+ finally
+ {
+ bankLock.unlock();
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the sum of all account balances.
+ @return the total balance
+ */
+ public double getTotalBalance()
+ {
+ bankLock.lock();
+ try
+ {
+ double sum = 0;
+
+ for (double a : accounts)
+ sum += a;
+
+ return sum;
+ }
+ finally
+ {
+ bankLock.unlock();
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the number of accounts in the bank.
+ @return the number of accounts
+ */
+ public int size()
+ {
+ return accounts.length;
+ }
+
+ private final double[] accounts;
+ private Lock bankLock;
+ private Condition sufficientFunds;
+}
+
+/**
+ A runnable that transfers money from an account to other
+ accounts in a bank.
+*/
+class TransferRunnable implements Runnable
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a transfer runnable.
+ @param b the bank between whose account money is transferred
+ @param from the account to transfer money from
+ @param max the maximum amount of money in each transfer
+ */
+ public TransferRunnable(Bank b, int from, double max)
+ {
+ bank = b;
+ fromAccount = from;
+ maxAmount = max;
+ }
+
+ public void run()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ while (true)
+ {
+ int toAccount = (int) (bank.size() * Math.random());
+ double amount = maxAmount * Math.random();
+ bank.transfer(fromAccount, toAccount, amount);
+ Thread.sleep((int) (DELAY * Math.random()));
+ }
+ }
+ catch (InterruptedException e) {}
+ }
+
+ private Bank bank;
+ private int fromAccount;
+ private double maxAmount;
+ private int repetitions;
+ private int DELAY = 10;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/SynchBankTest/SynchBankTest2.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/SynchBankTest/SynchBankTest2.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..56d2e93
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/SynchBankTest/SynchBankTest2.java
@@ -0,0 +1,131 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.30 2004-08-01
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+/**
+ This program shows how multiple threads can safely access a data structure, using
+ synchronized methods.
+*/
+public class SynchBankTest2
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ Bank b = new Bank(NACCOUNTS, INITIAL_BALANCE);
+ int i;
+ for (i = 0; i < NACCOUNTS; i++)
+ {
+ TransferRunnable r = new TransferRunnable(b, i, INITIAL_BALANCE);
+ Thread t = new Thread(r);
+ t.start();
+ }
+ }
+
+ public static final int NACCOUNTS = 100;
+ public static final double INITIAL_BALANCE = 1000;
+}
+
+/**
+ A bank with a number of bank accounts.
+*/
+class Bank
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs the bank.
+ @param n the number of accounts
+ @param initialBalance the initial balance
+ for each account
+ */
+ public Bank(int n, double initialBalance)
+ {
+ accounts = new double[n];
+ for (int i = 0; i < accounts.length; i++)
+ accounts[i] = initialBalance;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Transfers money from one account to another.
+ @param from the account to transfer from
+ @param to the account to transfer to
+ @param amount the amount to transfer
+ */
+ public synchronized void transfer(int from, int to, double amount)
+ throws InterruptedException
+ {
+ while (accounts[from] < amount)
+ wait();
+ System.out.print(Thread.currentThread());
+ accounts[from] -= amount;
+ System.out.printf(" %10.2f from %d to %d", amount, from, to);
+ accounts[to] += amount;
+ System.out.printf(" Total Balance: %10.2f%n", getTotalBalance());
+ notifyAll();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the sum of all account balances.
+ @return the total balance
+ */
+ public synchronized double getTotalBalance()
+ {
+ double sum = 0;
+
+ for (double a : accounts)
+ sum += a;
+
+ return sum;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the number of accounts in the bank.
+ @return the number of accounts
+ */
+ public int size()
+ {
+ return accounts.length;
+ }
+
+ private final double[] accounts;
+}
+
+/**
+ A runnable that transfers money from an account to other
+ accounts in a bank.
+*/
+class TransferRunnable implements Runnable
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a transfer runnable.
+ @param b the bank between whose account money is transferred
+ @param from the account to transfer money from
+ @param max the maximum amount of money in each transfer
+ */
+ public TransferRunnable(Bank b, int from, double max)
+ {
+ bank = b;
+ fromAccount = from;
+ maxAmount = max;
+ }
+
+ public void run()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ while (true)
+ {
+ int toAccount = (int) (bank.size() * Math.random());
+ double amount = maxAmount * Math.random();
+ bank.transfer(fromAccount, toAccount, amount);
+ Thread.sleep((int) (DELAY * Math.random()));
+ }
+ }
+ catch (InterruptedException e) {}
+ }
+
+ private Bank bank;
+ private int fromAccount;
+ private double maxAmount;
+ private int repetitions;
+ private int DELAY = 10;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/ThreadPoolTest/ThreadPoolTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/ThreadPoolTest/ThreadPoolTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..2cb6655
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/ThreadPoolTest/ThreadPoolTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,118 @@
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import java.util.concurrent.*;
+
+public class ThreadPoolTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args) throws Exception
+ {
+ Scanner in = new Scanner(System.in);
+ System.out.print("Enter base directory (e.g. /usr/local/jdk5.0/src): ");
+ String directory = in.nextLine();
+ System.out.print("Enter keyword (e.g. volatile): ");
+ String keyword = in.nextLine();
+
+ ExecutorService pool = Executors.newCachedThreadPool();
+
+ MatchCounter counter = new MatchCounter(new File(directory), keyword, pool);
+ Future result = pool.submit(counter);
+
+ try
+ {
+ System.out.println(result.get() + " matching files.");
+ }
+ catch (ExecutionException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ catch (InterruptedException e) {}
+ pool.shutdown();
+
+ int largestPoolSize = ((ThreadPoolExecutor) pool).getLargestPoolSize();
+ System.out.println("largest pool size=" + largestPoolSize);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This task counts the files in a directory and its subdirectories that contain a given keyword.
+*/
+class MatchCounter implements Callable
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a MatchCounter.
+ @param directory the directory in which to start the search
+ @param keyword the keyword to look for
+ @param pool the thread pool for submitting subtasks
+ */
+ public MatchCounter(File directory, String keyword, ExecutorService pool)
+ {
+ this.directory = directory;
+ this.keyword = keyword;
+ this.pool = pool;
+ }
+
+ public Integer call()
+ {
+ count = 0;
+ try
+ {
+ File[] files = directory.listFiles();
+ ArrayList> results = new ArrayList>();
+
+ for (File file : files)
+ if (file.isDirectory())
+ {
+ MatchCounter counter = new MatchCounter(file, keyword, pool);
+ Future result = pool.submit(counter);
+ results.add(result);
+ }
+ else
+ {
+ if (search(file)) count++;
+ }
+
+ for (Future result : results)
+ try
+ {
+ count += result.get();
+ }
+ catch (ExecutionException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+ catch (InterruptedException e) {}
+ return count;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Searches a file for a given keyword.
+ @param file the file to search
+ @return true if the keyword is contained in the file
+ */
+ public boolean search(File file)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ Scanner in = new Scanner(new FileInputStream(file));
+ boolean found = false;
+ while (!found && in.hasNextLine())
+ {
+ String line = in.nextLine();
+ if (line.contains(keyword)) found = true;
+ }
+ in.close();
+ return found;
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ return false;
+ }
+ }
+
+ private File directory;
+ private String keyword;
+ private ExecutorService pool;
+ private int count;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/TimerTest/TimerTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/TimerTest/TimerTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..0152a50
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/TimerTest/TimerTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,107 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.21 2003-09-09
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.Timer;
+
+/**
+ This class shows a frame with several clocks that
+ are updated by a timer thread.
+*/
+public class TimerTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ TimerTestFrame frame = new TimerTestFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.show();
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ The frame holding the clocks.
+*/
+class TimerTestFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public TimerTestFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("TimerTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ Container c = getContentPane();
+ c.setLayout(new GridLayout(2, 3));
+ c.add(new ClockCanvas("America/Los_Angeles"));
+ c.add(new ClockCanvas("America/New_York"));
+ c.add(new ClockCanvas("America/Caracas"));
+ c.add(new ClockCanvas("Europe/Rome"));
+ c.add(new ClockCanvas("Africa/Cairo"));
+ c.add(new ClockCanvas("Asia/Taipei"));
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 450;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+}
+
+/**
+ The canvas to display a clock that is updated by a timer.
+*/
+class ClockCanvas extends JPanel
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a clock canvas.
+ @param tz the time zone string
+ */
+ public ClockCanvas(String tz)
+ {
+ zone = tz;
+ calendar = new GregorianCalendar(TimeZone.getTimeZone(tz));
+ Timer t = new Timer(1000, new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ calendar.setTime(new Date());
+ repaint();
+ }
+ });
+ t.start();
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+ }
+
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ g.drawOval(0, 0, 100, 100);
+
+ int seconds = calendar.get(Calendar.HOUR) * 60 * 60
+ + calendar.get(Calendar.MINUTE) * 60
+ + calendar.get(Calendar.SECOND);
+ double hourAngle = 2 * Math.PI
+ * (seconds - 3 * 60 * 60) / (12 * 60 * 60);
+ double minuteAngle = 2 * Math.PI
+ * (seconds - 15 * 60) / (60 * 60);
+ double secondAngle = 2 * Math.PI
+ * (seconds - 15) / 60;
+ g.drawLine(50, 50, 50 + (int)(30
+ * Math.cos(hourAngle)),
+ 50 + (int)(30 * Math.sin(hourAngle)));
+ g.drawLine(50, 50, 50 + (int)(40
+ * Math.cos(minuteAngle)),
+ 50 + (int)(40 * Math.sin(minuteAngle)));
+ g.drawLine(50, 50, 50 + (int)(45
+ * Math.cos(secondAngle)),
+ 50 + (int)(45 * Math.sin(secondAngle)));
+ g.drawString(zone, 0, 115);
+ }
+
+ private String zone;
+ private GregorianCalendar calendar;
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 125;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 125;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/UnsynchBankTest/UnsynchBankTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/UnsynchBankTest/UnsynchBankTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..5d503ca
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch1/UnsynchBankTest/UnsynchBankTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,126 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.30 2004-08-01
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+/**
+ This program shows data corruption when multiple threads access a data structure.
+*/
+public class UnsynchBankTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ Bank b = new Bank(NACCOUNTS, INITIAL_BALANCE);
+ int i;
+ for (i = 0; i < NACCOUNTS; i++)
+ {
+ TransferRunnable r = new TransferRunnable(b, i, INITIAL_BALANCE);
+ Thread t = new Thread(r);
+ t.start();
+ }
+ }
+
+ public static final int NACCOUNTS = 100;
+ public static final double INITIAL_BALANCE = 1000;
+}
+
+/**
+ A bank with a number of bank accounts.
+*/
+class Bank
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs the bank.
+ @param n the number of accounts
+ @param initialBalance the initial balance
+ for each account
+ */
+ public Bank(int n, double initialBalance)
+ {
+ accounts = new double[n];
+ for (int i = 0; i < accounts.length; i++)
+ accounts[i] = initialBalance;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Transfers money from one account to another.
+ @param from the account to transfer from
+ @param to the account to transfer to
+ @param amount the amount to transfer
+ */
+ public void transfer(int from, int to, double amount)
+ {
+ if (accounts[from] < amount) return;
+ System.out.print(Thread.currentThread());
+ accounts[from] -= amount;
+ System.out.printf(" %10.2f from %d to %d", amount, from, to);
+ accounts[to] += amount;
+ System.out.printf(" Total Balance: %10.2f%n", getTotalBalance());
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the sum of all account balances.
+ @return the total balance
+ */
+ public double getTotalBalance()
+ {
+ double sum = 0;
+
+ for (double a : accounts)
+ sum += a;
+
+ return sum;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the number of accounts in the bank.
+ @return the number of accounts
+ */
+ public int size()
+ {
+ return accounts.length;
+ }
+
+ private final double[] accounts;
+}
+
+/**
+ A runnable that transfers money from an account to other
+ accounts in a bank.
+*/
+class TransferRunnable implements Runnable
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a transfer runnable.
+ @param b the bank between whose account money is transferred
+ @param from the account to transfer money from
+ @param max the maximum amount of money in each transfer
+ */
+ public TransferRunnable(Bank b, int from, double max)
+ {
+ bank = b;
+ fromAccount = from;
+ maxAmount = max;
+ }
+
+ public void run()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ while (true)
+ {
+ int toAccount = (int) (bank.size() * Math.random());
+ double amount = maxAmount * Math.random();
+ bank.transfer(fromAccount, toAccount, amount);
+ Thread.sleep((int) (DELAY * Math.random()));
+ }
+ }
+ catch (InterruptedException e) {}
+ }
+
+ private Bank bank;
+ private int fromAccount;
+ private double maxAmount;
+ private int DELAY = 10;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/CollationTest/CollationTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/CollationTest/CollationTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..29c1583
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/CollationTest/CollationTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,118 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.12 2004-09-15
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.text.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import java.util.List;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates collating strings under
+ various locales.
+*/
+public class CollationTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new CollationFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains combo boxes to pick a locale, collation
+ strength and decomposition rules, a text field and button
+ to add new strings, and a text area to list the collated
+ strings.
+*/
+class CollationFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public CollationFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("CollationTest");
+
+ setLayout(new GridBagLayout());
+ add(new JLabel("Locale"), new GBC(0, 0).setAnchor(GBC.EAST));
+ add(new JLabel("Strength"), new GBC(0, 1).setAnchor(GBC.EAST));
+ add(new JLabel("Decomposition"), new GBC(0, 2).setAnchor(GBC.EAST));
+ add(addButton, new GBC(0, 3).setAnchor(GBC.EAST));
+ add(localeCombo, new GBC(1, 0).setAnchor(GBC.WEST));
+ add(strengthCombo, new GBC(1, 1).setAnchor(GBC.WEST));
+ add(decompositionCombo, new GBC(1, 2).setAnchor(GBC.WEST));
+ add(newWord, new GBC(1, 3).setFill(GBC.HORIZONTAL));
+ add(new JScrollPane(sortedWords), new GBC(1, 4).setFill(GBC.BOTH));
+
+ strings.add("America");
+ strings.add("ant");
+ strings.add("Zulu");
+ strings.add("zebra");
+ strings.add("\u00C5ngstr\u00F6m");
+ strings.add("Angstrom");
+ strings.add("Ant");
+ updateDisplay();
+
+ addButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ strings.add(newWord.getText());
+ updateDisplay();
+ }
+ });
+
+ ActionListener listener = new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event) { updateDisplay(); }
+ };
+
+ localeCombo.addActionListener(listener);
+ strengthCombo.addActionListener(listener);
+ decompositionCombo.addActionListener(listener);
+ pack();
+ }
+ /**
+ Updates the display and collates the strings according
+ to the user settings.
+ */
+ public void updateDisplay()
+ {
+ Locale currentLocale = (Locale) localeCombo.getSelectedItem();
+ localeCombo.setLocale(currentLocale);
+
+ currentCollator = Collator.getInstance(currentLocale);
+ currentCollator.setStrength(strengthCombo.getValue());
+ currentCollator.setDecomposition(decompositionCombo.getValue());
+
+ Collections.sort(strings, currentCollator);
+
+ sortedWords.setText("");
+ for (int i = 0; i < strings.size(); i++)
+ {
+ String s = strings.get(i);
+ if (i > 0 && currentCollator.compare(s, strings.get(i - 1)) == 0)
+ sortedWords.append("= ");
+ sortedWords.append(s + "\n");
+ }
+ pack();
+ }
+
+ private Locale[] locales;
+ private List strings = new ArrayList();
+ private Collator currentCollator;
+ private JComboBox localeCombo = new LocaleCombo(Collator.getAvailableLocales());
+
+ private EnumCombo strengthCombo = new EnumCombo(Collator.class,
+ new String[] { "Primary", "Secondary", "Tertiary" });
+ private EnumCombo decompositionCombo = new EnumCombo(Collator.class,
+ new String[] { "Canonical Decomposition", "Full Decomposition", "No Decomposition" });
+ private JTextField newWord = new JTextField(20);
+ private JTextArea sortedWords = new JTextArea(10, 20);
+ private JButton addButton = new JButton("Add");
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/CollationTest/EnumCombo.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/CollationTest/EnumCombo.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..77eb3b1
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/CollationTest/EnumCombo.java
@@ -0,0 +1,52 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.12 2004-09-15
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ A combo box that lets users choose from among static field
+ values whose names are given in the constructor.
+*/
+public class EnumCombo extends JComboBox
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs an EnumCombo.
+ @param cl a class
+ @param labels an array of static field names of cl
+ */
+ public EnumCombo(Class cl, String[] labels)
+ {
+ for (int i = 0; i < labels.length; i++)
+ {
+ String label = labels[i];
+ String name = label.toUpperCase().replace(' ', '_');
+ int value = 0;
+ try
+ {
+ java.lang.reflect.Field f = cl.getField(name);
+ value = f.getInt(cl);
+ }
+ catch (Exception e)
+ {
+ label = "(" + label + ")";
+ }
+ table.put(label, value);
+ addItem(label);
+ }
+ setSelectedItem(labels[0]);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Returns the value of the field that the user selected.
+ @return the static field value
+ */
+ public int getValue()
+ {
+ return table.get(getSelectedItem());
+ }
+
+ private Map table = new TreeMap();
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/CollationTest/GBC.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/CollationTest/GBC.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9a11eac
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/CollationTest/GBC.java
@@ -0,0 +1,129 @@
+/*
+GBC - A convenience class to tame the GridBagLayout
+
+Copyright (C) 2002 Cay S. Horstmann (http://horstmann.com)
+
+This program is free software; you can redistribute it and/or modify
+it under the terms of the GNU General Public License as published by
+the Free Software Foundation; either version 2 of the License, or
+(at your option) any later version.
+
+This program is distributed in the hope that it will be useful,
+but WITHOUT ANY WARRANTY; without even the implied warranty of
+MERCHANTABILITY or FITNESS FOR A PARTICULAR PURPOSE. See the
+GNU General Public License for more details.
+
+You should have received a copy of the GNU General Public License
+along with this program; if not, write to the Free Software
+Foundation, Inc., 59 Temple Place, Suite 330, Boston, MA 02111-1307 USA
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+
+/**
+ This class simplifies the use of the GridBagConstraints
+ class.
+*/
+public class GBC extends GridBagConstraints
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a GBC with a given gridx and gridy position and
+ all other grid bag constraint values set to the default.
+ @param gridx the gridx position
+ @param gridy the gridy position
+ */
+ public GBC(int gridx, int gridy)
+ {
+ this.gridx = gridx;
+ this.gridy = gridy;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Constructs a GBC with given gridx, gridy, gridwidth, gridheight
+ and all other grid bag constraint values set to the default.
+ @param gridx the gridx position
+ @param gridy the gridy position
+ @param gridwidth the cell span in x-direction
+ @param gridheight the cell span in y-direction
+ */
+ public GBC(int gridx, int gridy, int gridwidth, int gridheight)
+ {
+ this.gridx = gridx;
+ this.gridy = gridy;
+ this.gridwidth = gridwidth;
+ this.gridheight = gridheight;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the anchor.
+ @param anchor the anchor value
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setAnchor(int anchor)
+ {
+ this.anchor = anchor;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the fill direction.
+ @param fill the fill direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setFill(int fill)
+ {
+ this.fill = fill;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the cell weights.
+ @param weightx the cell weight in x-direction
+ @param weighty the cell weight in y-direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setWeight(double weightx, double weighty)
+ {
+ this.weightx = weightx;
+ this.weighty = weighty;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the insets of this cell.
+ @param distance the spacing to use in all directions
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setInsets(int distance)
+ {
+ this.insets = new Insets(distance, distance, distance, distance);
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the insets of this cell.
+ @param top the spacing to use on top
+ @param left the spacing to use to the left
+ @param bottom the spacing to use on the bottom
+ @param right the spacing to use to the right
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setInsets(int top, int left, int bottom, int right)
+ {
+ this.insets = new Insets(top, left, bottom, right);
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the internal padding
+ @param ipadx the internal padding in x-direction
+ @param ipady the internal padding in y-direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setIpad(int ipadx, int ipady)
+ {
+ this.ipadx = ipadx;
+ this.ipady = ipady;
+ return this;
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/CollationTest/LocaleCombo.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/CollationTest/LocaleCombo.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..c856cbf
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/CollationTest/LocaleCombo.java
@@ -0,0 +1,97 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 2004-09-15
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.text.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+
+/**
+ This combo box lets a user pick a locale. The locales are displayed in the locale of
+ the combo box, and sorted according to the collator of the display locale.
+*/
+public class LocaleCombo extends JComboBox
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a locale combo that displays an immutable collection of locales.
+ @param locales the locales to display in this combo box
+ */
+ public LocaleCombo(Locale[] locales)
+ {
+ this.locales = (Locale[]) locales.clone();
+ sort();
+ setSelectedItem(getLocale());
+ }
+
+ public void setLocale(Locale newValue)
+ {
+ super.setLocale(newValue);
+ sort();
+ }
+
+ private void sort()
+ {
+ Object selected = getSelectedItem();
+ final Locale loc = getLocale();
+ final Collator collator = Collator.getInstance(loc);
+ final Comparator comp = new
+ Comparator()
+ {
+ public int compare(Locale a, Locale b)
+ {
+ return collator.compare(a.getDisplayName(loc), b.getDisplayName(loc));
+ }
+ };
+ Arrays.sort(locales, comp);
+ setModel(new
+ ComboBoxModel()
+ {
+ public Object getElementAt(int i) { return locales[i]; }
+ public int getSize() { return locales.length; }
+ public void addListDataListener(ListDataListener l) {}
+ public void removeListDataListener(ListDataListener l) {}
+ public Object getSelectedItem() { return selected >= 0 ? locales[selected] : null; }
+ public void setSelectedItem(Object anItem)
+ {
+ if (anItem == null) selected = -1;
+ else selected = Arrays.binarySearch(locales, (Locale) anItem, comp);
+ }
+
+ private int selected;
+ });
+ setSelectedItem(selected);
+ }
+
+ public ListCellRenderer getRenderer()
+ {
+ if (renderer == null)
+ {
+ final ListCellRenderer originalRenderer = super.getRenderer();
+ if (originalRenderer == null) return null;
+ renderer = new
+ ListCellRenderer()
+ {
+ public Component getListCellRendererComponent(JList list,
+ Object value, int index, boolean isSelected, boolean cellHasFocus)
+ {
+ String renderedValue = ((Locale) value).getDisplayName(getLocale());
+ return originalRenderer.getListCellRendererComponent(
+ list, renderedValue, index, isSelected, cellHasFocus);
+ }
+ };
+ }
+ return renderer;
+ }
+
+ public void setRenderer(ListCellRenderer newValue)
+ {
+ renderer = null;
+ super.setRenderer(newValue);
+ }
+
+ private Locale[] locales;
+ private ListCellRenderer renderer;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/DateFormatTest/DateFormatTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/DateFormatTest/DateFormatTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..8f5d69f
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/DateFormatTest/DateFormatTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,155 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.12 2004-09-15
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.text.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates formatting dates under various locales.
+*/
+public class DateFormatTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new DateFormatFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains combo boxes to pick a locale, date and
+ time formats, text fields to display formatted date and time,
+ buttons to parse the text field contents, and a "lenient"
+ check box.
+*/
+class DateFormatFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public DateFormatFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("DateFormatTest");
+
+ setLayout(new GridBagLayout());
+ add(new JLabel("Locale"), new GBC(0, 0).setAnchor(GBC.EAST));
+ add(new JLabel("Date style"), new GBC(0, 1).setAnchor(GBC.EAST));
+ add(new JLabel("Time style"), new GBC(2, 1).setAnchor(GBC.EAST));
+ add(new JLabel("Date"), new GBC(0, 2).setAnchor(GBC.EAST));
+ add(new JLabel("Time"), new GBC(0, 3).setAnchor(GBC.EAST));
+ add(localeCombo, new GBC(1, 0, 2, 1).setAnchor(GBC.WEST));
+ add(dateStyleCombo, new GBC(1, 1).setAnchor(GBC.WEST));
+ add(timeStyleCombo, new GBC(3, 1).setAnchor(GBC.WEST));
+ add(dateParseButton, new GBC(3, 2).setAnchor(GBC.WEST));
+ add(timeParseButton, new GBC(3, 3).setAnchor(GBC.WEST));
+ add(lenientCheckbox, new GBC(0, 4, 2, 1).setAnchor(GBC.WEST));
+ add(dateText, new GBC(1, 2, 2, 1).setFill(GBC.HORIZONTAL));
+ add(timeText, new GBC(1, 3, 2, 1).setFill(GBC.HORIZONTAL));
+
+ locales = DateFormat.getAvailableLocales();
+ for (Locale loc : locales) localeCombo.addItem(loc.getDisplayName());
+ localeCombo.setSelectedItem(Locale.getDefault().getDisplayName());
+ currentDate = new Date();
+ currentTime = new Date();
+ updateDisplay();
+
+ ActionListener listener = new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ updateDisplay();
+ }
+ };
+
+ localeCombo.addActionListener(listener);
+ dateStyleCombo.addActionListener(listener);
+ timeStyleCombo.addActionListener(listener);
+
+ dateParseButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ String d = dateText.getText().trim();
+ try
+ {
+ currentDateFormat.setLenient(lenientCheckbox.isSelected());
+ Date date = currentDateFormat.parse(d);
+ currentDate = date;
+ updateDisplay();
+ }
+ catch (ParseException e)
+ {
+ dateText.setText("Parse error: " + d);
+ }
+ catch (IllegalArgumentException e)
+ {
+ dateText.setText("Argument error: " + d);
+ }
+ }
+ });
+
+ timeParseButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ String t = timeText.getText().trim();
+ try
+ {
+ currentDateFormat.setLenient(lenientCheckbox.isSelected());
+ Date date = currentTimeFormat.parse(t);
+ currentTime = date;
+ updateDisplay();
+ }
+ catch (ParseException e)
+ {
+ timeText.setText("Parse error: " + t);
+ }
+ catch (IllegalArgumentException e)
+ {
+ timeText.setText("Argument error: " + t);
+ }
+ }
+ });
+ pack();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Updates the display and formats the date according
+ to the user settings.
+ */
+ public void updateDisplay()
+ {
+ Locale currentLocale = locales[localeCombo.getSelectedIndex()];
+ int dateStyle = dateStyleCombo.getValue();
+ currentDateFormat = DateFormat.getDateInstance(dateStyle, currentLocale);
+ String d = currentDateFormat.format(currentDate);
+ dateText.setText(d);
+ int timeStyle = timeStyleCombo.getValue();
+ currentTimeFormat = DateFormat.getTimeInstance(timeStyle, currentLocale);
+ String t = currentTimeFormat.format(currentTime);
+ timeText.setText(t);
+ }
+
+ private Locale[] locales;
+ private Date currentDate;
+ private Date currentTime;
+ private DateFormat currentDateFormat;
+ private DateFormat currentTimeFormat;
+ private JComboBox localeCombo = new JComboBox();
+ private EnumCombo dateStyleCombo = new EnumCombo(DateFormat.class,
+ new String[] { "Default", "Full", "Long", "Medium", "Short" });
+ private EnumCombo timeStyleCombo = new EnumCombo(DateFormat.class,
+ new String[] { "Default", "Full", "Long", "Medium", "Short" });
+ private JButton dateParseButton = new JButton("Parse date");
+ private JButton timeParseButton = new JButton("Parse time");
+ private JTextField dateText = new JTextField(30);
+ private JTextField timeText = new JTextField(30);
+ private JTextField parseText = new JTextField(30);
+ private JCheckBox lenientCheckbox = new JCheckBox("Parse lenient", true);
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/DateFormatTest/EnumCombo.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/DateFormatTest/EnumCombo.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..77eb3b1
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/DateFormatTest/EnumCombo.java
@@ -0,0 +1,52 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.12 2004-09-15
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ A combo box that lets users choose from among static field
+ values whose names are given in the constructor.
+*/
+public class EnumCombo extends JComboBox
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs an EnumCombo.
+ @param cl a class
+ @param labels an array of static field names of cl
+ */
+ public EnumCombo(Class cl, String[] labels)
+ {
+ for (int i = 0; i < labels.length; i++)
+ {
+ String label = labels[i];
+ String name = label.toUpperCase().replace(' ', '_');
+ int value = 0;
+ try
+ {
+ java.lang.reflect.Field f = cl.getField(name);
+ value = f.getInt(cl);
+ }
+ catch (Exception e)
+ {
+ label = "(" + label + ")";
+ }
+ table.put(label, value);
+ addItem(label);
+ }
+ setSelectedItem(labels[0]);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Returns the value of the field that the user selected.
+ @return the static field value
+ */
+ public int getValue()
+ {
+ return table.get(getSelectedItem());
+ }
+
+ private Map table = new TreeMap();
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/DateFormatTest/GBC.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/DateFormatTest/GBC.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9a11eac
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/DateFormatTest/GBC.java
@@ -0,0 +1,129 @@
+/*
+GBC - A convenience class to tame the GridBagLayout
+
+Copyright (C) 2002 Cay S. Horstmann (http://horstmann.com)
+
+This program is free software; you can redistribute it and/or modify
+it under the terms of the GNU General Public License as published by
+the Free Software Foundation; either version 2 of the License, or
+(at your option) any later version.
+
+This program is distributed in the hope that it will be useful,
+but WITHOUT ANY WARRANTY; without even the implied warranty of
+MERCHANTABILITY or FITNESS FOR A PARTICULAR PURPOSE. See the
+GNU General Public License for more details.
+
+You should have received a copy of the GNU General Public License
+along with this program; if not, write to the Free Software
+Foundation, Inc., 59 Temple Place, Suite 330, Boston, MA 02111-1307 USA
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+
+/**
+ This class simplifies the use of the GridBagConstraints
+ class.
+*/
+public class GBC extends GridBagConstraints
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a GBC with a given gridx and gridy position and
+ all other grid bag constraint values set to the default.
+ @param gridx the gridx position
+ @param gridy the gridy position
+ */
+ public GBC(int gridx, int gridy)
+ {
+ this.gridx = gridx;
+ this.gridy = gridy;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Constructs a GBC with given gridx, gridy, gridwidth, gridheight
+ and all other grid bag constraint values set to the default.
+ @param gridx the gridx position
+ @param gridy the gridy position
+ @param gridwidth the cell span in x-direction
+ @param gridheight the cell span in y-direction
+ */
+ public GBC(int gridx, int gridy, int gridwidth, int gridheight)
+ {
+ this.gridx = gridx;
+ this.gridy = gridy;
+ this.gridwidth = gridwidth;
+ this.gridheight = gridheight;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the anchor.
+ @param anchor the anchor value
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setAnchor(int anchor)
+ {
+ this.anchor = anchor;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the fill direction.
+ @param fill the fill direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setFill(int fill)
+ {
+ this.fill = fill;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the cell weights.
+ @param weightx the cell weight in x-direction
+ @param weighty the cell weight in y-direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setWeight(double weightx, double weighty)
+ {
+ this.weightx = weightx;
+ this.weighty = weighty;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the insets of this cell.
+ @param distance the spacing to use in all directions
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setInsets(int distance)
+ {
+ this.insets = new Insets(distance, distance, distance, distance);
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the insets of this cell.
+ @param top the spacing to use on top
+ @param left the spacing to use to the left
+ @param bottom the spacing to use on the bottom
+ @param right the spacing to use to the right
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setInsets(int top, int left, int bottom, int right)
+ {
+ this.insets = new Insets(top, left, bottom, right);
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the internal padding
+ @param ipadx the internal padding in x-direction
+ @param ipady the internal padding in y-direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setIpad(int ipadx, int ipady)
+ {
+ this.ipadx = ipadx;
+ this.ipady = ipady;
+ return this;
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/NumberFormatTest/GBC.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/NumberFormatTest/GBC.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9a11eac
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/NumberFormatTest/GBC.java
@@ -0,0 +1,129 @@
+/*
+GBC - A convenience class to tame the GridBagLayout
+
+Copyright (C) 2002 Cay S. Horstmann (http://horstmann.com)
+
+This program is free software; you can redistribute it and/or modify
+it under the terms of the GNU General Public License as published by
+the Free Software Foundation; either version 2 of the License, or
+(at your option) any later version.
+
+This program is distributed in the hope that it will be useful,
+but WITHOUT ANY WARRANTY; without even the implied warranty of
+MERCHANTABILITY or FITNESS FOR A PARTICULAR PURPOSE. See the
+GNU General Public License for more details.
+
+You should have received a copy of the GNU General Public License
+along with this program; if not, write to the Free Software
+Foundation, Inc., 59 Temple Place, Suite 330, Boston, MA 02111-1307 USA
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+
+/**
+ This class simplifies the use of the GridBagConstraints
+ class.
+*/
+public class GBC extends GridBagConstraints
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a GBC with a given gridx and gridy position and
+ all other grid bag constraint values set to the default.
+ @param gridx the gridx position
+ @param gridy the gridy position
+ */
+ public GBC(int gridx, int gridy)
+ {
+ this.gridx = gridx;
+ this.gridy = gridy;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Constructs a GBC with given gridx, gridy, gridwidth, gridheight
+ and all other grid bag constraint values set to the default.
+ @param gridx the gridx position
+ @param gridy the gridy position
+ @param gridwidth the cell span in x-direction
+ @param gridheight the cell span in y-direction
+ */
+ public GBC(int gridx, int gridy, int gridwidth, int gridheight)
+ {
+ this.gridx = gridx;
+ this.gridy = gridy;
+ this.gridwidth = gridwidth;
+ this.gridheight = gridheight;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the anchor.
+ @param anchor the anchor value
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setAnchor(int anchor)
+ {
+ this.anchor = anchor;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the fill direction.
+ @param fill the fill direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setFill(int fill)
+ {
+ this.fill = fill;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the cell weights.
+ @param weightx the cell weight in x-direction
+ @param weighty the cell weight in y-direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setWeight(double weightx, double weighty)
+ {
+ this.weightx = weightx;
+ this.weighty = weighty;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the insets of this cell.
+ @param distance the spacing to use in all directions
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setInsets(int distance)
+ {
+ this.insets = new Insets(distance, distance, distance, distance);
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the insets of this cell.
+ @param top the spacing to use on top
+ @param left the spacing to use to the left
+ @param bottom the spacing to use on the bottom
+ @param right the spacing to use to the right
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setInsets(int top, int left, int bottom, int right)
+ {
+ this.insets = new Insets(top, left, bottom, right);
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the internal padding
+ @param ipadx the internal padding in x-direction
+ @param ipady the internal padding in y-direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setIpad(int ipadx, int ipady)
+ {
+ this.ipadx = ipadx;
+ this.ipady = ipady;
+ return this;
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/NumberFormatTest/NumberFormatTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/NumberFormatTest/NumberFormatTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..2984208
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/NumberFormatTest/NumberFormatTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,135 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.12 2004-09-15
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.text.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates formatting numbers under
+ various locales.
+*/
+public class NumberFormatTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new NumberFormatFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains radio buttons to select a number format,
+ a combo box to pick a locale, a text field to display
+ a formatted number, and a button to parse the text field
+ contents.
+*/
+class NumberFormatFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public NumberFormatFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("NumberFormatTest");
+ setLayout(new GridBagLayout());
+
+ ActionListener listener = new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event) { updateDisplay(); }
+ };
+
+ JPanel p = new JPanel();
+ addRadioButton(p, numberRadioButton, rbGroup, listener);
+ addRadioButton(p, currencyRadioButton, rbGroup, listener);
+ addRadioButton(p, percentRadioButton, rbGroup, listener);
+
+ add(new JLabel("Locale:"), new GBC(0, 0).setAnchor(GBC.EAST));
+ add(p, new GBC(1, 1));
+ add(parseButton, new GBC(0, 2).setInsets(2));
+ add(localeCombo, new GBC(1, 0).setAnchor(GBC.WEST));
+ add(numberText, new GBC(1, 2).setFill(GBC.HORIZONTAL));
+ locales = NumberFormat.getAvailableLocales();
+ for (Locale loc : locales) localeCombo.addItem(loc.getDisplayName());
+ localeCombo.setSelectedItem(Locale.getDefault().getDisplayName());
+ currentNumber = 123456.78;
+ updateDisplay();
+
+ localeCombo.addActionListener(listener);
+
+ parseButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ String s = numberText.getText().trim();
+ try
+ {
+ Number n = currentNumberFormat.parse(s);
+ if (n != null)
+ {
+ currentNumber = n.doubleValue();
+ updateDisplay();
+ }
+ else
+ {
+ numberText.setText("Parse error: " + s);
+ }
+ }
+ catch (ParseException e)
+ {
+ numberText.setText("Parse error: " + s);
+ }
+ }
+ });
+ pack();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Adds a radio button to a container.
+ @param p the container into which to place the button
+ @param b the button
+ @param g the button group
+ @param listener the button listener
+ */
+ public void addRadioButton(Container p, JRadioButton b,
+ ButtonGroup g, ActionListener listener)
+ {
+ b.setSelected(g.getButtonCount() == 0);
+ b.addActionListener(listener);
+ g.add(b);
+ p.add(b);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Updates the display and formats the number according
+ to the user settings.
+ */
+ public void updateDisplay()
+ {
+ Locale currentLocale = locales[localeCombo.getSelectedIndex()];
+ currentNumberFormat = null;
+ if (numberRadioButton.isSelected())
+ currentNumberFormat = NumberFormat.getNumberInstance(currentLocale);
+ else if (currencyRadioButton.isSelected())
+ currentNumberFormat = NumberFormat.getCurrencyInstance(currentLocale);
+ else if (percentRadioButton.isSelected())
+ currentNumberFormat = NumberFormat.getPercentInstance(currentLocale);
+ String n = currentNumberFormat.format(currentNumber);
+ numberText.setText(n);
+ }
+
+ private Locale[] locales;
+ private double currentNumber;
+ private JComboBox localeCombo = new JComboBox();
+ private JButton parseButton = new JButton("Parse");
+ private JTextField numberText = new JTextField(30);
+ private JRadioButton numberRadioButton = new JRadioButton("Number");
+ private JRadioButton currencyRadioButton = new JRadioButton("Currency");
+ private JRadioButton percentRadioButton = new JRadioButton("Percent");
+ private ButtonGroup rbGroup = new ButtonGroup();
+ private NumberFormat currentNumberFormat;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/Retire/GBC.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/Retire/GBC.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9a11eac
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/Retire/GBC.java
@@ -0,0 +1,129 @@
+/*
+GBC - A convenience class to tame the GridBagLayout
+
+Copyright (C) 2002 Cay S. Horstmann (http://horstmann.com)
+
+This program is free software; you can redistribute it and/or modify
+it under the terms of the GNU General Public License as published by
+the Free Software Foundation; either version 2 of the License, or
+(at your option) any later version.
+
+This program is distributed in the hope that it will be useful,
+but WITHOUT ANY WARRANTY; without even the implied warranty of
+MERCHANTABILITY or FITNESS FOR A PARTICULAR PURPOSE. See the
+GNU General Public License for more details.
+
+You should have received a copy of the GNU General Public License
+along with this program; if not, write to the Free Software
+Foundation, Inc., 59 Temple Place, Suite 330, Boston, MA 02111-1307 USA
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+
+/**
+ This class simplifies the use of the GridBagConstraints
+ class.
+*/
+public class GBC extends GridBagConstraints
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a GBC with a given gridx and gridy position and
+ all other grid bag constraint values set to the default.
+ @param gridx the gridx position
+ @param gridy the gridy position
+ */
+ public GBC(int gridx, int gridy)
+ {
+ this.gridx = gridx;
+ this.gridy = gridy;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Constructs a GBC with given gridx, gridy, gridwidth, gridheight
+ and all other grid bag constraint values set to the default.
+ @param gridx the gridx position
+ @param gridy the gridy position
+ @param gridwidth the cell span in x-direction
+ @param gridheight the cell span in y-direction
+ */
+ public GBC(int gridx, int gridy, int gridwidth, int gridheight)
+ {
+ this.gridx = gridx;
+ this.gridy = gridy;
+ this.gridwidth = gridwidth;
+ this.gridheight = gridheight;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the anchor.
+ @param anchor the anchor value
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setAnchor(int anchor)
+ {
+ this.anchor = anchor;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the fill direction.
+ @param fill the fill direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setFill(int fill)
+ {
+ this.fill = fill;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the cell weights.
+ @param weightx the cell weight in x-direction
+ @param weighty the cell weight in y-direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setWeight(double weightx, double weighty)
+ {
+ this.weightx = weightx;
+ this.weighty = weighty;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the insets of this cell.
+ @param distance the spacing to use in all directions
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setInsets(int distance)
+ {
+ this.insets = new Insets(distance, distance, distance, distance);
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the insets of this cell.
+ @param top the spacing to use on top
+ @param left the spacing to use to the left
+ @param bottom the spacing to use on the bottom
+ @param right the spacing to use to the right
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setInsets(int top, int left, int bottom, int right)
+ {
+ this.insets = new Insets(top, left, bottom, right);
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the internal padding
+ @param ipadx the internal padding in x-direction
+ @param ipady the internal padding in y-direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setIpad(int ipadx, int ipady)
+ {
+ this.ipadx = ipadx;
+ this.ipady = ipady;
+ return this;
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/Retire/LocaleCombo.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/Retire/LocaleCombo.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..c856cbf
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/Retire/LocaleCombo.java
@@ -0,0 +1,97 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 2004-09-15
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.text.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+
+/**
+ This combo box lets a user pick a locale. The locales are displayed in the locale of
+ the combo box, and sorted according to the collator of the display locale.
+*/
+public class LocaleCombo extends JComboBox
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a locale combo that displays an immutable collection of locales.
+ @param locales the locales to display in this combo box
+ */
+ public LocaleCombo(Locale[] locales)
+ {
+ this.locales = (Locale[]) locales.clone();
+ sort();
+ setSelectedItem(getLocale());
+ }
+
+ public void setLocale(Locale newValue)
+ {
+ super.setLocale(newValue);
+ sort();
+ }
+
+ private void sort()
+ {
+ Object selected = getSelectedItem();
+ final Locale loc = getLocale();
+ final Collator collator = Collator.getInstance(loc);
+ final Comparator comp = new
+ Comparator()
+ {
+ public int compare(Locale a, Locale b)
+ {
+ return collator.compare(a.getDisplayName(loc), b.getDisplayName(loc));
+ }
+ };
+ Arrays.sort(locales, comp);
+ setModel(new
+ ComboBoxModel()
+ {
+ public Object getElementAt(int i) { return locales[i]; }
+ public int getSize() { return locales.length; }
+ public void addListDataListener(ListDataListener l) {}
+ public void removeListDataListener(ListDataListener l) {}
+ public Object getSelectedItem() { return selected >= 0 ? locales[selected] : null; }
+ public void setSelectedItem(Object anItem)
+ {
+ if (anItem == null) selected = -1;
+ else selected = Arrays.binarySearch(locales, (Locale) anItem, comp);
+ }
+
+ private int selected;
+ });
+ setSelectedItem(selected);
+ }
+
+ public ListCellRenderer getRenderer()
+ {
+ if (renderer == null)
+ {
+ final ListCellRenderer originalRenderer = super.getRenderer();
+ if (originalRenderer == null) return null;
+ renderer = new
+ ListCellRenderer()
+ {
+ public Component getListCellRendererComponent(JList list,
+ Object value, int index, boolean isSelected, boolean cellHasFocus)
+ {
+ String renderedValue = ((Locale) value).getDisplayName(getLocale());
+ return originalRenderer.getListCellRendererComponent(
+ list, renderedValue, index, isSelected, cellHasFocus);
+ }
+ };
+ }
+ return renderer;
+ }
+
+ public void setRenderer(ListCellRenderer newValue)
+ {
+ renderer = null;
+ super.setRenderer(newValue);
+ }
+
+ private Locale[] locales;
+ private ListCellRenderer renderer;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/Retire/Retire.html b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/Retire/Retire.html
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..f440fcc
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch10/Retire/Retire.html
@@ -0,0 +1 @@
+
+
+JNIEXPORT void JNICALL Java_Employee_raiseSalary(JNIEnv* env, jobject this_obj, jdouble byPercent)
+{
+ /* get the class */
+ jclass class_Employee = (*env)->GetObjectClass(env, this_obj);
+
+ /* get the field ID */
+ jfieldID id_salary = (*env)->GetFieldID(env, class_Employee, "salary", "D");
+
+ /* get the field value */
+ jdouble salary = (*env)->GetDoubleField(env, this_obj, id_salary);
+
+ salary *= 1 + byPercent / 100;
+
+ /* set the field value */
+ (*env)->SetDoubleField(env, this_obj, id_salary, salary);
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/EmployeeTest/Employee.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/EmployeeTest/Employee.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..348a960
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/EmployeeTest/Employee.java
@@ -0,0 +1,28 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 1999-11-13
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+public class Employee
+{
+ public Employee(String n, double s)
+ {
+ name = n;
+ salary = s;
+ }
+
+ public native void raiseSalary(double byPercent);
+
+ public void print()
+ {
+ System.out.println(name + " " + salary);
+ }
+
+ private String name;
+ private double salary;
+
+ static
+ {
+ System.loadLibrary("Employee");
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/EmployeeTest/EmployeeTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/EmployeeTest/EmployeeTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..f271fbe
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/EmployeeTest/EmployeeTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,21 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 1999-11-13
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+public class EmployeeTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ Employee[] staff = new Employee[3];
+
+ staff[0] = new Employee("Harry Hacker", 35000);
+ staff[1] = new Employee("Carl Cracker", 75000);
+ staff[2] = new Employee("Tony Tester", 38000);
+
+ int i;
+ for (Employee e : staff) e.raiseSalary(5);
+ for (Employee e : staff) e.print();
+ }
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/HelloNativeTest/HelloNative.c b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/HelloNativeTest/HelloNative.c
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..87f8f7e
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/HelloNativeTest/HelloNative.c
@@ -0,0 +1,16 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 1997-07-01
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+#include "HelloNative.h"
+#include
+
+JNIEXPORT void JNICALL Java_HelloNative_greeting(JNIEnv* env, jclass cl)
+{
+ printf("Hello Native World!\n");
+}
+
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/HelloNativeTest/HelloNative.h b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/HelloNativeTest/HelloNative.h
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9122ced
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/HelloNativeTest/HelloNative.h
@@ -0,0 +1,21 @@
+/* DO NOT EDIT THIS FILE - it is machine generated */
+#include
+/* Header for class HelloNative */
+
+#ifndef _Included_HelloNative
+#define _Included_HelloNative
+#ifdef __cplusplus
+extern "C" {
+#endif
+/*
+ * Class: HelloNative
+ * Method: greeting
+ * Signature: ()V
+ */
+JNIEXPORT void JNICALL Java_HelloNative_greeting
+ (JNIEnv *, jclass);
+
+#ifdef __cplusplus
+}
+#endif
+#endif
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/HelloNativeTest/HelloNative.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/HelloNativeTest/HelloNative.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..5855dee
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/HelloNativeTest/HelloNative.java
@@ -0,0 +1,16 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 1997-07-01
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+class HelloNative
+{
+ public static native void greeting();
+
+ static
+ {
+ System.loadLibrary("HelloNative");
+ }
+}
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/HelloNativeTest/HelloNativeTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/HelloNativeTest/HelloNativeTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..6cd565f
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/HelloNativeTest/HelloNativeTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,12 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 1997-07-01
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+class HelloNativeTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ HelloNative.greeting();
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/InvocationTest/InvocationTest.c b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/InvocationTest/InvocationTest.c
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..919a040
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/InvocationTest/InvocationTest.c
@@ -0,0 +1,46 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 1999-11-13
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+#include
+#include
+
+int main()
+{
+ JavaVMOption options[2];
+ JavaVMInitArgs vm_args;
+ JavaVM *jvm;
+ JNIEnv *env;
+ long status;
+
+ jclass class_Welcome;
+ jclass class_String;
+ jobjectArray args;
+ jmethodID id_main;
+
+ options[0].optionString = "-Djava.class.path=.";
+
+ memset(&vm_args, 0, sizeof(vm_args));
+ vm_args.version = JNI_VERSION_1_2;
+ vm_args.nOptions = 1;
+ vm_args.options = options;
+
+ status = JNI_CreateJavaVM(&jvm, (void**) &env, &vm_args);
+ if (status == JNI_ERR)
+ {
+ printf("Error creating VM\n");
+ return 1;
+ }
+
+ class_Welcome = (*env)->FindClass(env, "Welcome");
+ id_main = (*env)->GetStaticMethodID(env, class_Welcome, "main", "([Ljava/lang/String;)V");
+
+ class_String = (*env)->FindClass(env, "java/lang/String");
+ args = (*env)->NewObjectArray(env, 0, class_String, NULL);
+ (*env)->CallStaticVoidMethod(env, class_Welcome, id_main, args);
+
+ (*jvm)->DestroyJavaVM(jvm);
+
+ return 0;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/InvocationTest/Welcome.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/InvocationTest/Welcome.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..2455c22
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/InvocationTest/Welcome.java
@@ -0,0 +1,18 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.20 2004-02-28
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+public class Welcome
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ String[] greeting = new String[3];
+ greeting[0] = "Welcome to Core Java";
+ greeting[1] = "by Cay Horstmann";
+ greeting[2] = "and Gary Cornell";
+
+ for (String g : greeting)
+ System.out.println(g);
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf1Test/Printf1.c b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf1Test/Printf1.c
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..bfdb636
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf1Test/Printf1.c
@@ -0,0 +1,19 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 1997-07-01
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+#include "Printf1.h"
+#include
+
+JNIEXPORT jint JNICALL Java_Printf1_print(JNIEnv* env, jclass cl,
+ jint width, jint precision, jdouble x)
+{
+ char fmt[30];
+ jint ret;
+ sprintf(fmt, "%%%d.%df", width, precision);
+ ret = printf(fmt, x);
+ fflush(stdout);
+ return ret;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf1Test/Printf1.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf1Test/Printf1.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..cfce5aa
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf1Test/Printf1.java
@@ -0,0 +1,15 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 1997-07-01
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+class Printf1
+{
+ public static native int print(int width, int precision, double x);
+
+ static
+ {
+ System.loadLibrary("Printf1");
+ }
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf1Test/Printf1Test.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf1Test/Printf1Test.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..a7d0f57
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf1Test/Printf1Test.java
@@ -0,0 +1,17 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 1997-07-01
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+class Printf1Test
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ int count = Printf1.print(8, 4, 3.14);
+ count += Printf1.print(8, 4, count);
+ System.out.println();
+ for (int i = 0; i < count; i++)
+ System.out.print("-");
+ System.out.println();
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf2Test/Printf2.c b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf2Test/Printf2.c
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..b8bfb11
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf2Test/Printf2.c
@@ -0,0 +1,65 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 1997-07-01
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+#include "Printf2.h"
+#include
+#include
+#include
+
+/**
+ @param format a string containing a printf format specifier
+ (such as "%8.2f"). Substrings "%%" are skipped.
+ @return a pointer to the format specifier (skipping the '%')
+ or NULL if there wasn't a unique format specifier
+*/
+char* find_format(const char format[])
+{
+ char* p;
+ char* q;
+
+ p = strchr(format, '%');
+ while (p != NULL && *(p + 1) == '%') /* skip %% */
+ p = strchr(p + 2, '%');
+ if (p == NULL) return NULL;
+ /* now check that % is unique */
+ p++;
+ q = strchr(p, '%');
+ while (q != NULL && *(q + 1) == '%') /* skip %% */
+ q = strchr(q + 2, '%');
+ if (q != NULL) return NULL; /* % not unique */
+ q = p + strspn(p, " -0+#"); /* skip past flags */
+ q += strspn(q, "0123456789"); /* skip past field width */
+ if (*q == '.') { q++; q += strspn(q, "0123456789"); }
+ /* skip past precision */
+ if (strchr("eEfFgG", *q) == NULL) return NULL;
+ /* not a floating point format */
+ return p;
+}
+
+JNIEXPORT jstring JNICALL Java_Printf2_sprint(JNIEnv* env, jclass cl,
+ jstring format, jdouble x)
+{
+ const char* cformat;
+ char* fmt;
+ jstring ret;
+
+ cformat = (*env)->GetStringUTFChars(env, format, NULL);
+ fmt = find_format(cformat);
+ if (fmt == NULL)
+ ret = format;
+ else
+ {
+ char* cret;
+ int width = atoi(fmt);
+ if (width == 0) width = DBL_DIG + 10;
+ cret = (char*) malloc(strlen(cformat) + width);
+ sprintf(cret, cformat, x);
+ ret = (*env)->NewStringUTF(env, cret);
+ free(cret);
+ }
+ (*env)->ReleaseStringUTFChars(env, format, cformat);
+ return ret;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf2Test/Printf2.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf2Test/Printf2.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..191a39e
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf2Test/Printf2.java
@@ -0,0 +1,15 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 1997-07-01
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+class Printf2
+{
+ public static native String sprint(String format, double x);
+
+ static
+ {
+ System.loadLibrary("Printf2");
+ }
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf2Test/Printf2Test.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf2Test/Printf2Test.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..65a6bd3
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf2Test/Printf2Test.java
@@ -0,0 +1,17 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 1997-07-01
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+class Printf2Test
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ double price = 44.95;
+ double tax = 7.75;
+ double amountDue = price * (1 + tax / 100);
+
+ String s = Printf2.sprint("Amount due = %8.2f", amountDue);
+ System.out.println(s);
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf3Test/Printf3.c b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf3Test/Printf3.c
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..fdeaca5
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf3Test/Printf3.c
@@ -0,0 +1,78 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 1997-07-01
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+#include "Printf3.h"
+#include
+#include
+#include
+
+/**
+ @param format a string containing a printf format specifier
+ (such as "%8.2f"). Substrings "%%" are skipped.
+ @return a pointer to the format specifier (skipping the '%')
+ or NULL if there wasn't a unique format specifier
+*/
+char* find_format(const char format[])
+{
+ char* p;
+ char* q;
+
+ p = strchr(format, '%');
+ while (p != NULL && *(p + 1) == '%') /* skip %% */
+ p = strchr(p + 2, '%');
+ if (p == NULL) return NULL;
+ /* now check that % is unique */
+ p++;
+ q = strchr(p, '%');
+ while (q != NULL && *(q + 1) == '%') /* skip %% */
+ q = strchr(q + 2, '%');
+ if (q != NULL) return NULL; /* % not unique */
+ q = p + strspn(p, " -0+#"); /* skip past flags */
+ q += strspn(q, "0123456789"); /* skip past field width */
+ if (*q == '.') { q++; q += strspn(q, "0123456789"); }
+ /* skip past precision */
+ if (strchr("eEfFgG", *q) == NULL) return NULL;
+ /* not a floating point format */
+ return p;
+}
+
+JNIEXPORT void JNICALL Java_Printf3_fprint(JNIEnv* env, jclass cl,
+ jobject out, jstring format, jdouble x)
+{
+ const char* cformat;
+ char* fmt;
+ jstring str;
+ jclass class_PrintWriter;
+ jmethodID id_print;
+
+ cformat = (*env)->GetStringUTFChars(env, format, NULL);
+ fmt = find_format(cformat);
+ if (fmt == NULL)
+ str = format;
+ else
+ {
+ char* cstr;
+ int width = atoi(fmt);
+ if (width == 0) width = DBL_DIG + 10;
+ cstr = (char*) malloc(strlen(cformat) + width);
+ sprintf(cstr, cformat, x);
+ str = (*env)->NewStringUTF(env, cstr);
+ free(cstr);
+ }
+ (*env)->ReleaseStringUTFChars(env, format, cformat);
+
+ /* now call ps.print(str) */
+
+ /* get the class */
+ class_PrintWriter = (*env)->GetObjectClass(env, out);
+
+ /* get the method ID */
+ id_print = (*env)->GetMethodID(env, class_PrintWriter, "print", "(Ljava/lang/String;)V");
+
+ /* call the method */
+ (*env)->CallVoidMethod(env, out, id_print, str);
+}
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf3Test/Printf3.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf3Test/Printf3.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..3636ada
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf3Test/Printf3.java
@@ -0,0 +1,17 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 1997-07-01
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.io.*;
+
+class Printf3
+{
+ public static native void fprint(PrintWriter out, String format, double x);
+
+ static
+ {
+ System.loadLibrary("Printf3");
+ }
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf3Test/Printf3Test.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf3Test/Printf3Test.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..bcfcbeb
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf3Test/Printf3Test.java
@@ -0,0 +1,20 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 1997-07-01
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.io.*;
+
+class Printf3Test
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ double price = 44.95;
+ double tax = 7.75;
+ double amountDue = price * (1 + tax / 100);
+ PrintWriter out = new PrintWriter(System.out);
+ Printf3.fprint(out, "Amount due = %8.2f\n", amountDue);
+ out.flush();
+ }
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf4Test/Printf4.c b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf4Test/Printf4.c
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9f86368
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf4Test/Printf4.c
@@ -0,0 +1,107 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 1997-07-01
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+#include "Printf4.h"
+#include
+#include
+#include
+
+/**
+ @param format a string containing a printf format specifier
+ (such as "%8.2f"). Substrings "%%" are skipped.
+ @return a pointer to the format specifier (skipping the '%')
+ or NULL if there wasn't a unique format specifier
+ */
+char* find_format(const char format[])
+{
+ char* p;
+ char* q;
+
+ p = strchr(format, '%');
+ while (p != NULL && *(p + 1) == '%') /* skip %% */
+ p = strchr(p + 2, '%');
+ if (p == NULL) return NULL;
+ /* now check that % is unique */
+ p++;
+ q = strchr(p, '%');
+ while (q != NULL && *(q + 1) == '%') /* skip %% */
+ q = strchr(q + 2, '%');
+ if (q != NULL) return NULL; /* % not unique */
+ q = p + strspn(p, " -0+#"); /* skip past flags */
+ q += strspn(q, "0123456789"); /* skip past field width */
+ if (*q == '.') { q++; q += strspn(q, "0123456789"); }
+ /* skip past precision */
+ if (strchr("eEfFgG", *q) == NULL) return NULL;
+ /* not a floating point format */
+ return p;
+}
+
+JNIEXPORT void JNICALL Java_Printf4_fprint(JNIEnv* env, jclass cl,
+ jobject out, jstring format, jdouble x)
+{
+ const char* cformat;
+ char* fmt;
+ jclass class_PrintWriter;
+ jmethodID id_print;
+ char* cstr;
+ int width;
+ int i;
+
+ if (format == NULL)
+ {
+ (*env)->ThrowNew(env,
+ (*env)->FindClass(env,
+ "java/lang/NullPointerException"),
+ "Printf4.fprint: format is null");
+ return;
+ }
+
+ cformat = (*env)->GetStringUTFChars(env, format, NULL);
+ fmt = find_format(cformat);
+
+ if (fmt == NULL)
+ {
+ (*env)->ThrowNew(env,
+ (*env)->FindClass(env,
+ "java/lang/IllegalArgumentException"),
+ "Printf4.fprint: format is invalid");
+ return;
+ }
+
+ width = atoi(fmt);
+ if (width == 0) width = DBL_DIG + 10;
+ cstr = (char*)malloc(strlen(cformat) + width);
+
+ if (cstr == NULL)
+ {
+ (*env)->ThrowNew(env,
+ (*env)->FindClass(env, "java/lang/OutOfMemoryError"),
+ "Printf4.fprint: malloc failed");
+ return;
+ }
+
+ sprintf(cstr, cformat, x);
+
+ (*env)->ReleaseStringUTFChars(env, format, cformat);
+
+ /* now call ps.print(str) */
+
+ /* get the class */
+ class_PrintWriter = (*env)->GetObjectClass(env, out);
+
+ /* get the method ID */
+ id_print = (*env)->GetMethodID(env, class_PrintWriter, "print", "(C)V");
+
+ /* call the method */
+ for (i = 0; cstr[i] != 0 && !(*env)->ExceptionOccurred(env); i++)
+ (*env)->CallVoidMethod(env, out, id_print, cstr[i]);
+
+ free(cstr);
+}
+
+
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf4Test/Printf4.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf4Test/Printf4.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..d3bbb96
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf4Test/Printf4.java
@@ -0,0 +1,17 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 1997-07-01
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.io.*;
+
+class Printf4
+{
+ public static native void fprint(PrintWriter ps, String format, double x);
+
+ static
+ {
+ System.loadLibrary("Printf4");
+ }
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf4Test/Printf4Test.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf4Test/Printf4Test.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..4dce14f
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Printf4Test/Printf4Test.java
@@ -0,0 +1,20 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 1997-07-01
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.io.*;
+
+class Printf4Test
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ double price = 44.95;
+ double tax = 7.75;
+ double amountDue = price * (1 + tax / 100);
+ PrintWriter out = new PrintWriter(System.out);
+ /* This call will throw an exception--note the %% */
+ Printf4.fprint(out, "Amount due = %%8.2f\n", amountDue);
+ out.flush();
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Win32RegKeyTest/Win32RegKey.c b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Win32RegKeyTest/Win32RegKey.c
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..a20a39d
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Win32RegKeyTest/Win32RegKey.c
@@ -0,0 +1,363 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 1997-07-01
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+#include "Win32RegKey.h"
+#include "Win32RegKeyNameEnumeration.h"
+#include
+#include
+#include
+
+JNIEXPORT jobject JNICALL Java_Win32RegKey_getValue(JNIEnv* env, jobject this_obj, jobject name)
+{
+ const char* cname;
+ jstring path;
+ const char* cpath;
+ HKEY hkey;
+ DWORD type;
+ DWORD size;
+ jclass this_class;
+ jfieldID id_root;
+ jfieldID id_path;
+ HKEY root;
+ jobject ret;
+ char* cret;
+
+ /* get the class */
+ this_class = (*env)->GetObjectClass(env, this_obj);
+
+ /* get the field IDs */
+ id_root = (*env)->GetFieldID(env, this_class, "root", "I");
+ id_path = (*env)->GetFieldID(env, this_class, "path", "Ljava/lang/String;");
+
+ /* get the fields */
+ root = (HKEY) (*env)->GetIntField(env, this_obj, id_root);
+ path = (jstring)(*env)->GetObjectField(env, this_obj, id_path);
+ cpath = (*env)->GetStringUTFChars(env, path, NULL);
+
+ /* open the registry key */
+ if (RegOpenKeyEx(root, cpath, 0, KEY_READ, &hkey) != ERROR_SUCCESS)
+ {
+ (*env)->ThrowNew(env, (*env)->FindClass(env, "Win32RegKeyException"),
+ "Open key failed");
+ (*env)->ReleaseStringUTFChars(env, path, cpath);
+ return NULL;
+ }
+
+ (*env)->ReleaseStringUTFChars(env, path, cpath);
+ cname = (*env)->GetStringUTFChars(env, name, NULL);
+
+ /* find the type and size of the value */
+ if (RegQueryValueEx(hkey, cname, NULL, &type, NULL, &size) != ERROR_SUCCESS)
+ {
+ (*env)->ThrowNew(env, (*env)->FindClass(env, "Win32RegKeyException"),
+ "Query value key failed");
+ RegCloseKey(hkey);
+ (*env)->ReleaseStringUTFChars(env, name, cname);
+ return NULL;
+ }
+
+ /* get memory to hold the value */
+ cret = (char*)malloc(size);
+
+ /* read the value */
+ if (RegQueryValueEx(hkey, cname, NULL, &type, cret, &size) != ERROR_SUCCESS)
+ {
+ (*env)->ThrowNew(env, (*env)->FindClass(env, "Win32RegKeyException"),
+ "Query value key failed");
+ free(cret);
+ RegCloseKey(hkey);
+ (*env)->ReleaseStringUTFChars(env, name, cname);
+ return NULL;
+ }
+
+ /* depending on the type, store the value in a string,
+ integer or byte array */
+ if (type == REG_SZ)
+ {
+ ret = (*env)->NewStringUTF(env, cret);
+ }
+ else if (type == REG_DWORD)
+ {
+ jclass class_Integer = (*env)->FindClass(env, "java/lang/Integer");
+ /* get the method ID of the constructor */
+ jmethodID id_Integer = (*env)->GetMethodID(env, class_Integer, "", "(I)V");
+ int value = *(int*) cret;
+ /* invoke the constructor */
+ ret = (*env)->NewObject(env, class_Integer, id_Integer, value);
+ }
+ else if (type == REG_BINARY)
+ {
+ ret = (*env)->NewByteArray(env, size);
+ (*env)->SetByteArrayRegion(env, (jarray) ret, 0, size, cret);
+ }
+ else
+ {
+ (*env)->ThrowNew(env, (*env)->FindClass(env, "Win32RegKeyException"),
+ "Unsupported value type");
+ ret = NULL;
+ }
+
+ free(cret);
+ RegCloseKey(hkey);
+ (*env)->ReleaseStringUTFChars(env, name, cname);
+
+ return ret;
+}
+
+JNIEXPORT void JNICALL Java_Win32RegKey_setValue(JNIEnv* env, jobject this_obj,
+ jstring name, jobject value)
+{
+ const char* cname;
+ jstring path;
+ const char* cpath;
+ HKEY hkey;
+ DWORD type;
+ DWORD size;
+ jclass this_class;
+ jclass class_value;
+ jclass class_Integer;
+ jfieldID id_root;
+ jfieldID id_path;
+ HKEY root;
+ const char* cvalue;
+ int ivalue;
+
+ /* get the class */
+ this_class = (*env)->GetObjectClass(env, this_obj);
+
+ /* get the field IDs */
+ id_root = (*env)->GetFieldID(env, this_class, "root", "I");
+ id_path = (*env)->GetFieldID(env, this_class, "path", "Ljava/lang/String;");
+
+ /* get the fields */
+ root = (HKEY)(*env)->GetIntField(env, this_obj, id_root);
+ path = (jstring)(*env)->GetObjectField(env, this_obj, id_path);
+ cpath = (*env)->GetStringUTFChars(env, path, NULL);
+
+ /* open the registry key */
+ if (RegOpenKeyEx(root, cpath, 0, KEY_WRITE, &hkey) != ERROR_SUCCESS)
+ {
+ (*env)->ThrowNew(env, (*env)->FindClass(env, "Win32RegKeyException"),
+ "Open key failed");
+ (*env)->ReleaseStringUTFChars(env, path, cpath);
+ return;
+ }
+
+ (*env)->ReleaseStringUTFChars(env, path, cpath);
+ cname = (*env)->GetStringUTFChars(env, name, NULL);
+
+ class_value = (*env)->GetObjectClass(env, value);
+ class_Integer = (*env)->FindClass(env, "java/lang/Integer");
+ /* determine the type of the value object */
+ if ((*env)->IsAssignableFrom(env, class_value, (*env)->FindClass(env, "java/lang/String")))
+ {
+ /* it is a string--get a pointer to the characters */
+ cvalue = (*env)->GetStringUTFChars(env, (jstring) value, NULL);
+ type = REG_SZ;
+ size = (*env)->GetStringLength(env, (jstring) value) + 1;
+ }
+ else if ((*env)->IsAssignableFrom(env, class_value, class_Integer))
+ {
+ /* it is an integer--call intValue to get the value */
+ jmethodID id_intValue = (*env)->GetMethodID(env, class_Integer, "intValue", "()I");
+ ivalue = (*env)->CallIntMethod(env, value, id_intValue);
+ type = REG_DWORD;
+ cvalue = (char*)&ivalue;
+ size = 4;
+ }
+ else if ((*env)->IsAssignableFrom(env, class_value, (*env)->FindClass(env, "[B")))
+ {
+ /* it is a byte array--get a pointer to the bytes */
+ type = REG_BINARY;
+ cvalue = (char*)(*env)->GetByteArrayElements(env, (jarray) value, NULL);
+ size = (*env)->GetArrayLength(env, (jarray) value);
+ }
+ else
+ {
+ /* we don't know how to handle this type */
+ (*env)->ThrowNew(env, (*env)->FindClass(env, "Win32RegKeyException"),
+ "Unsupported value type");
+ RegCloseKey(hkey);
+ (*env)->ReleaseStringUTFChars(env, name, cname);
+ return;
+ }
+
+ /* set the value */
+ if (RegSetValueEx(hkey, cname, 0, type, cvalue, size) != ERROR_SUCCESS)
+ {
+ (*env)->ThrowNew(env, (*env)->FindClass(env, "Win32RegKeyException"),
+ "Set value failed");
+ }
+
+ RegCloseKey(hkey);
+ (*env)->ReleaseStringUTFChars(env, name, cname);
+
+ /* if the value was a string or byte array, release the pointer */
+ if (type == REG_SZ)
+ {
+ (*env)->ReleaseStringUTFChars(env, (jstring) value, cvalue);
+ }
+ else if (type == REG_BINARY)
+ {
+ (*env)->ReleaseByteArrayElements(env, (jarray) value, (jbyte*) cvalue, 0);
+ }
+}
+
+/* helper function to start enumeration of names */
+static int startNameEnumeration(JNIEnv* env, jobject this_obj, jclass this_class)
+{
+ jfieldID id_index;
+ jfieldID id_count;
+ jfieldID id_root;
+ jfieldID id_path;
+ jfieldID id_hkey;
+ jfieldID id_maxsize;
+
+ HKEY root;
+ jstring path;
+ const char* cpath;
+ HKEY hkey;
+ DWORD maxsize = 0;
+ DWORD count = 0;
+
+ /* get the field IDs */
+ id_root = (*env)->GetFieldID(env, this_class, "root", "I");
+ id_path = (*env)->GetFieldID(env, this_class, "path", "Ljava/lang/String;");
+ id_hkey = (*env)->GetFieldID(env, this_class, "hkey", "I");
+ id_maxsize = (*env)->GetFieldID(env, this_class, "maxsize", "I");
+ id_index = (*env)->GetFieldID(env, this_class, "index", "I");
+ id_count = (*env)->GetFieldID(env, this_class, "count", "I");
+
+ /* get the field values */
+ root = (HKEY)(*env)->GetIntField(env, this_obj, id_root);
+ path = (jstring)(*env)->GetObjectField(env, this_obj, id_path);
+ cpath = (*env)->GetStringUTFChars(env, path, NULL);
+
+ /* open the registry key */
+ if (RegOpenKeyEx(root, cpath, 0, KEY_READ, &hkey) != ERROR_SUCCESS)
+ {
+ (*env)->ThrowNew(env, (*env)->FindClass(env, "Win32RegKeyException"),
+ "Open key failed");
+ (*env)->ReleaseStringUTFChars(env, path, cpath);
+ return -1;
+ }
+ (*env)->ReleaseStringUTFChars(env, path, cpath);
+
+ /* query count and max length of names */
+ if (RegQueryInfoKey(hkey, NULL, NULL, NULL, NULL, NULL, NULL, &count, &maxsize,
+ NULL, NULL, NULL) != ERROR_SUCCESS)
+ {
+ (*env)->ThrowNew(env, (*env)->FindClass(env, "Win32RegKeyException"),
+ "Query info key failed");
+ RegCloseKey(hkey);
+ return -1;
+ }
+
+ /* set the field values */
+ (*env)->SetIntField(env, this_obj, id_hkey, (DWORD) hkey);
+ (*env)->SetIntField(env, this_obj, id_maxsize, maxsize + 1);
+ (*env)->SetIntField(env, this_obj, id_index, 0);
+ (*env)->SetIntField(env, this_obj, id_count, count);
+ return count;
+}
+
+JNIEXPORT jboolean JNICALL Java_Win32RegKeyNameEnumeration_hasMoreElements(JNIEnv* env,
+ jobject this_obj)
+{ jclass this_class;
+ jfieldID id_index;
+ jfieldID id_count;
+ int index;
+ int count;
+ /* get the class */
+ this_class = (*env)->GetObjectClass(env, this_obj);
+
+ /* get the field IDs */
+ id_index = (*env)->GetFieldID(env, this_class, "index", "I");
+ id_count = (*env)->GetFieldID(env, this_class, "count", "I");
+
+ index = (*env)->GetIntField(env, this_obj, id_index);
+ if (index == -1) /* first time */
+ {
+ count = startNameEnumeration(env, this_obj, this_class);
+ index = 0;
+ }
+ else
+ count = (*env)->GetIntField(env, this_obj, id_count);
+ return index < count;
+}
+
+JNIEXPORT jobject JNICALL Java_Win32RegKeyNameEnumeration_nextElement(JNIEnv* env,
+ jobject this_obj)
+{
+ jclass this_class;
+ jfieldID id_index;
+ jfieldID id_hkey;
+ jfieldID id_count;
+ jfieldID id_maxsize;
+
+ HKEY hkey;
+ int index;
+ int count;
+ DWORD maxsize;
+
+ char* cret;
+ jstring ret;
+
+ /* get the class */
+ this_class = (*env)->GetObjectClass(env, this_obj);
+
+ /* get the field IDs */
+ id_index = (*env)->GetFieldID(env, this_class, "index", "I");
+ id_count = (*env)->GetFieldID(env, this_class, "count", "I");
+ id_hkey = (*env)->GetFieldID(env, this_class, "hkey", "I");
+ id_maxsize = (*env)->GetFieldID(env, this_class, "maxsize", "I");
+
+ index = (*env)->GetIntField(env, this_obj, id_index);
+ if (index == -1) /* first time */
+ {
+ count = startNameEnumeration(env, this_obj, this_class);
+ index = 0;
+ }
+ else
+ count = (*env)->GetIntField(env, this_obj, id_count);
+
+ if (index >= count) /* already at end */
+ {
+ (*env)->ThrowNew(env, (*env)->FindClass(env, "java/util/NoSuchElementException"),
+ "past end of enumeration");
+ return NULL;
+ }
+
+ maxsize = (*env)->GetIntField(env, this_obj, id_maxsize);
+ hkey = (HKEY)(*env)->GetIntField(env, this_obj, id_hkey);
+ cret = (char*)malloc(maxsize);
+
+ /* find the next name */
+ if (RegEnumValue(hkey, index, cret, &maxsize, NULL, NULL, NULL, NULL) != ERROR_SUCCESS)
+ {
+ (*env)->ThrowNew(env, (*env)->FindClass(env, "Win32RegKeyException"),
+ "Enum value failed");
+ free(cret);
+ RegCloseKey(hkey);
+ (*env)->SetIntField(env, this_obj, id_index, count);
+ return NULL;
+ }
+
+ ret = (*env)->NewStringUTF(env, cret);
+ free(cret);
+
+ /* increment index */
+ index++;
+ (*env)->SetIntField(env, this_obj, id_index, index);
+
+ if (index == count) /* at end */
+ {
+ RegCloseKey(hkey);
+ }
+
+ return ret;
+}
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Win32RegKeyTest/Win32RegKey.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Win32RegKeyTest/Win32RegKey.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..5788a96
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Win32RegKeyTest/Win32RegKey.java
@@ -0,0 +1,93 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 1997-07-01
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+
+/**
+ A Win32RegKey object can be used to get and set values of
+ a registry key in the Windows registry.
+*/
+public class Win32RegKey
+{
+ /**
+ Construct a registry key object.
+ @param theRoot one of HKEY_CLASSES_ROOT, HKEY_CURRENT_USER,
+ HKEY_LOCAL_MACHINE, HKEY_USERS, HKEY_CURRENT_CONFIG,
+ HKEY_DYN_DATA
+ @param thePath the registry key path
+ */
+ public Win32RegKey(int theRoot, String thePath)
+ {
+ root = theRoot;
+ path = thePath;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Enumerates all names of registry entries under the path
+ that this object describes.
+ @return an enumeration listing all entry names
+ */
+ public Enumeration names()
+ {
+ return new Win32RegKeyNameEnumeration(root, path);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the value of a registry entry.
+ @param name the entry name
+ @return the associated value
+ */
+ public native Object getValue(String name);
+
+ /**
+ Sets the value of a registry entry.
+ @param name the entry name
+ @param value the new value
+ */
+ public native void setValue(String name, Object value);
+
+ public static final int HKEY_CLASSES_ROOT = 0x80000000;
+ public static final int HKEY_CURRENT_USER = 0x80000001;
+ public static final int HKEY_LOCAL_MACHINE = 0x80000002;
+ public static final int HKEY_USERS = 0x80000003;
+ public static final int HKEY_CURRENT_CONFIG = 0x80000005;
+ public static final int HKEY_DYN_DATA = 0x80000006;
+
+ private int root;
+ private String path;
+
+ static
+ {
+ System.loadLibrary("Win32RegKey");
+ }
+}
+
+class Win32RegKeyNameEnumeration implements Enumeration
+{
+ Win32RegKeyNameEnumeration(int theRoot, String thePath)
+ {
+ root = theRoot;
+ path = thePath;
+ }
+
+ public native String nextElement();
+ public native boolean hasMoreElements();
+
+ private int root;
+ private String path;
+ private int index = -1;
+ private int hkey = 0;
+ private int maxsize;
+ private int count;
+}
+
+class Win32RegKeyException extends RuntimeException
+{
+ public Win32RegKeyException() {}
+ public Win32RegKeyException(String why)
+ {
+ super(why);
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Win32RegKeyTest/Win32RegKeyTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Win32RegKeyTest/Win32RegKeyTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..c1bd10c
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch11/Win32RegKeyTest/Win32RegKeyTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,36 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.01 2001-08-30
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+
+public class Win32RegKeyTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ Win32RegKey key = new Win32RegKey(
+ Win32RegKey.HKEY_LOCAL_MACHINE, "SOFTWARE\\JavaSoft\\Java Development Kit\\1.5");
+
+ key.setValue("Default user", "Harry Hacker");
+ key.setValue("Lucky number", new Integer(13));
+ key.setValue("Small primes", new byte[] { 2, 3, 5, 7, 11 });
+
+ Enumeration e = key.names();
+
+ while (e.hasMoreElements())
+ {
+ String name = e.nextElement();
+ System.out.print(name + "=");
+
+ Object value = key.getValue(name);
+
+ if (value instanceof byte[])
+ for (byte b : (byte[]) value) System.out.print((b & 0xFF) + " ");
+ else
+ System.out.print(value);
+
+ System.out.println();
+ }
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/DOMTreeTest/DOMTreeTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/DOMTreeTest/DOMTreeTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..8ed3aae
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/DOMTreeTest/DOMTreeTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,243 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 2004-09-04
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+import javax.swing.table.*;
+import javax.swing.tree.*;
+import javax.xml.parsers.*;
+import org.w3c.dom.*;
+import org.xml.sax.*;
+
+/**
+ This program displays an XML document as a tree.
+*/
+public class DOMTreeTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new DOMTreeFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains a tree that displays the contents of
+ an XML document.
+*/
+class DOMTreeFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public DOMTreeFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("DOMTreeTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ JMenu fileMenu = new JMenu("File");
+ JMenuItem openItem = new JMenuItem("Open");
+ openItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event) { openFile(); }
+ });
+ fileMenu.add(openItem);
+
+ JMenuItem exitItem = new JMenuItem("Exit");
+ exitItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event) { System.exit(0); }
+ });
+ fileMenu.add(exitItem);
+
+ JMenuBar menuBar = new JMenuBar();
+ menuBar.add(fileMenu);
+ setJMenuBar(menuBar);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Open a file and load the document.
+ */
+ public void openFile()
+ {
+ JFileChooser chooser = new JFileChooser();
+ chooser.setCurrentDirectory(new File("."));
+
+ chooser.setFileFilter(new
+ javax.swing.filechooser.FileFilter()
+ {
+ public boolean accept(File f)
+ {
+ return f.isDirectory() || f.getName().toLowerCase().endsWith(".xml");
+ }
+ public String getDescription() { return "XML files"; }
+ });
+ int r = chooser.showOpenDialog(this);
+ if (r != JFileChooser.APPROVE_OPTION) return;
+ File f = chooser.getSelectedFile();
+ try
+ {
+ if (builder == null)
+ {
+ DocumentBuilderFactory factory = DocumentBuilderFactory.newInstance();
+ builder = factory.newDocumentBuilder();
+ }
+
+ Document doc = builder.parse(f);
+ JTree tree = new JTree(new DOMTreeModel(doc));
+ tree.setCellRenderer(new DOMTreeCellRenderer());
+
+ setContentPane(new JScrollPane(tree));
+ validate();
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ catch (ParserConfigurationException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ catch (SAXException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ }
+
+ private DocumentBuilder builder;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 400;
+}
+
+/**
+ This tree model describes the tree structure of an XML document.
+*/
+class DOMTreeModel implements TreeModel
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a document tree model.
+ @param doc the document
+ */
+ public DOMTreeModel(Document doc) { this.doc = doc; }
+
+ public Object getRoot() { return doc.getDocumentElement(); }
+
+ public int getChildCount(Object parent)
+ {
+ Node node = (Node) parent;
+ NodeList list = node.getChildNodes();
+ return list.getLength();
+ }
+
+ public Object getChild(Object parent, int index)
+ {
+ Node node = (Node) parent;
+ NodeList list = node.getChildNodes();
+ return list.item(index);
+ }
+
+ public int getIndexOfChild(Object parent, Object child)
+ {
+ Node node = (Node) parent;
+ NodeList list = node.getChildNodes();
+ for (int i = 0; i < list.getLength(); i++)
+ if (getChild(node, i) == child)
+ return i;
+ return -1;
+ }
+
+ public boolean isLeaf(Object node) { return getChildCount(node) == 0; }
+ public void valueForPathChanged(TreePath path, Object newValue) {}
+ public void addTreeModelListener(TreeModelListener l) {}
+ public void removeTreeModelListener(TreeModelListener l) {}
+
+ private Document doc;
+}
+
+/**
+ This class renders an XML node.
+*/
+class DOMTreeCellRenderer extends DefaultTreeCellRenderer
+{
+ public Component getTreeCellRendererComponent(JTree tree, Object value,
+ boolean selected, boolean expanded, boolean leaf, int row, boolean hasFocus)
+ {
+ Node node = (Node) value;
+ if (node instanceof Element) return elementPanel((Element) node);
+
+ super.getTreeCellRendererComponent(tree, value,
+ selected, expanded, leaf, row, hasFocus);
+ if (node instanceof CharacterData)
+ setText(characterString((CharacterData) node));
+ else
+ setText(node.getClass() + ": " + node.toString());
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ public static JPanel elementPanel(Element e)
+ {
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+ panel.add(new JLabel("Element: " + e.getTagName()));
+ panel.add(new JTable(new AttributeTableModel(e.getAttributes())));
+ return panel;
+ }
+
+ public static String characterString(CharacterData node)
+ {
+ StringBuilder builder = new StringBuilder(node.getData());
+ for (int i = 0; i < builder.length(); i++)
+ {
+ if (builder.charAt(i) == '\r')
+ {
+ builder.replace(i, i + 1, "\\r");
+ i++;
+ }
+ else if (builder.charAt(i) == '\n')
+ {
+ builder.replace(i, i + 1, "\\n");
+ i++;
+ }
+ else if (builder.charAt(i) == '\t')
+ {
+ builder.replace(i, i + 1, "\\t");
+ i++;
+ }
+ }
+ if (node instanceof CDATASection)
+ builder.insert(0, "CDATASection: ");
+ else if (node instanceof Text)
+ builder.insert(0, "Text: ");
+ else if (node instanceof Comment)
+ builder.insert(0, "Comment: ");
+
+ return builder.toString();
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This table model describes the attributes of an XML element.
+*/
+class AttributeTableModel extends AbstractTableModel
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs an attribute table model.
+ @param map the named node map
+ */
+ public AttributeTableModel(NamedNodeMap map) { this.map = map; }
+
+ public int getRowCount() { return map.getLength(); }
+ public int getColumnCount() { return 2; }
+ public Object getValueAt(int r, int c)
+ {
+ return c == 0 ? map.item(r).getNodeName() : map.item(r).getNodeValue();
+ }
+
+ private NamedNodeMap map;
+}
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/DOMTreeTest/server.xml b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/DOMTreeTest/server.xml
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..d736c94
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/DOMTreeTest/server.xml
@@ -0,0 +1,315 @@
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/GridBagTest/GridBagPane.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/GridBagTest/GridBagPane.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..245425f
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/GridBagTest/GridBagPane.java
@@ -0,0 +1,247 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 2004-09-04
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.beans.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.lang.reflect.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.xml.parsers.*;
+import org.w3c.dom.*;
+import org.xml.sax.*;
+
+import org.w3c.dom.ls.*;
+import org.w3c.dom.bootstrap.*;
+
+/**
+ This panel uses an XML file to describe its
+ components and their grid bag layout positions.
+*/
+public class GridBagPane extends JPanel
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a grid bag pane.
+ @param filename the name of the XML file that
+ describes the pane's components and their positions
+ */
+ public GridBagPane(String filename)
+ {
+ setLayout(new GridBagLayout());
+ constraints = new GridBagConstraints();
+
+ try
+ {
+ DocumentBuilderFactory factory = DocumentBuilderFactory.newInstance();
+ factory.setValidating(true);
+
+ if (filename.contains("-schema"))
+ {
+ factory.setNamespaceAware(true);
+ final String JAXP_SCHEMA_LANGUAGE =
+ "http://java.sun.com/xml/jaxp/properties/schemaLanguage";
+ final String W3C_XML_SCHEMA =
+ "http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema";
+ factory.setAttribute(JAXP_SCHEMA_LANGUAGE, W3C_XML_SCHEMA);
+ }
+
+ factory.setIgnoringElementContentWhitespace(true);
+
+ DocumentBuilder builder = factory.newDocumentBuilder();
+ Document doc = builder.parse(new File(filename));
+
+ if (filename.contains("-schema")) // workaround for bug #4867706
+ {
+ int count = removeWhitespace(doc.getDocumentElement());
+ System.out.println(count + " whitespace nodes removed.");
+ }
+
+ parseGridbag(doc.getDocumentElement());
+ }
+ catch (Exception e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Removes whitespace from element content
+ @param e the root element
+ @return the number of whitespace nodes that were removed.
+ */
+ private int removeWhitespace(Element e)
+ {
+ NodeList children = e.getChildNodes();
+ if (children.getLength() <= 1) return 0;
+ int count = 0;
+ for (int i = children.getLength() - 1; i >= 0; i--)
+ {
+ Node child = children.item(i);
+ if (child instanceof Text && ((Text) child).getData().trim().length() == 0)
+ {
+ e.removeChild(child);
+ count++;
+ }
+ else if (child instanceof Element)
+ count += removeWhitespace((Element) child);
+ }
+ return count;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets a component with a given name
+ @param name a component name
+ @return the component with the given name, or null if
+ no component in this grid bag pane has the given name
+ */
+ public Component get(String name)
+ {
+ Component[] components = getComponents();
+ for (int i = 0; i < components.length; i++)
+ {
+ if (components[i].getName().equals(name))
+ return components[i];
+ }
+ return null;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Parses a gridbag element.
+ @param e a gridbag element
+ */
+ private void parseGridbag(Element e)
+ {
+ NodeList rows = e.getChildNodes();
+ for (int i = 0; i < rows.getLength(); i++)
+ {
+ Element row = (Element) rows.item(i);
+ NodeList cells = row.getChildNodes();
+ for (int j = 0; j < cells.getLength(); j++)
+ {
+ Element cell = (Element) cells.item(j);
+ parseCell(cell, i, j);
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Parses a cell element.
+ @param e a cell element
+ @param r the row of the cell
+ @param c the column of the cell
+ */
+ private void parseCell(Element e, int r, int c)
+ {
+ // get attributes
+
+ String value = e.getAttribute("gridx");
+ if (value.length() == 0) // use default
+ {
+ if (c == 0) constraints.gridx = 0;
+ else constraints.gridx += constraints.gridwidth;
+ }
+ else
+ constraints.gridx = Integer.parseInt(value);
+
+ value = e.getAttribute("gridy");
+ if (value.length() == 0) // use default
+ constraints.gridy = r;
+ else
+ constraints.gridy = Integer.parseInt(value);
+
+ constraints.gridwidth = Integer.parseInt(e.getAttribute("gridwidth"));
+ constraints.gridheight = Integer.parseInt(e.getAttribute("gridheight"));
+ constraints.weightx = Integer.parseInt(e.getAttribute("weightx"));
+ constraints.weighty = Integer.parseInt(e.getAttribute("weighty"));
+ constraints.ipadx = Integer.parseInt(e.getAttribute("ipadx"));
+ constraints.ipady = Integer.parseInt(e.getAttribute("ipady"));
+
+ // use reflection to get integer values of static fields
+ Class cl = GridBagConstraints.class;
+
+ try
+ {
+ String name = e.getAttribute("fill");
+ Field f = cl.getField(name);
+ constraints.fill = f.getInt(cl);
+
+ name = e.getAttribute("anchor");
+ f = cl.getField(name);
+ constraints.anchor = f.getInt(cl);
+ }
+ catch (Exception ex) // the reflection methods can throw various exceptions
+ {
+ ex.printStackTrace();
+ }
+
+ Component comp = (Component) parseBean((Element) e.getFirstChild());
+ add(comp, constraints);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Parses a bean element.
+ @param e a bean element
+ */
+ private Object parseBean(Element e)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ NodeList children = e.getChildNodes();
+ Element classElement = (Element) children.item(0);
+ String className = ((Text) classElement.getFirstChild()).getData();
+
+ Class cl = Class.forName(className);
+
+ Object obj = cl.newInstance();
+
+ if (obj instanceof Component)
+ ((Component) obj).setName(e.getAttribute("id"));
+
+ for (int i = 1; i < children.getLength(); i++)
+ {
+ Node propertyElement = children.item(i);
+ Element nameElement = (Element) propertyElement.getFirstChild();
+ String propertyName = ((Text) nameElement.getFirstChild()).getData();
+
+ Element valueElement = (Element) propertyElement.getLastChild();
+ Object value = parseValue(valueElement);
+ BeanInfo beanInfo = Introspector.getBeanInfo(cl);
+ PropertyDescriptor[] descriptors = beanInfo.getPropertyDescriptors();
+ boolean done = false;
+ for (int j = 0; !done && j < descriptors.length; j++)
+ {
+ if (descriptors[j].getName().equals(propertyName))
+ {
+ descriptors[j].getWriteMethod().invoke(obj, value);
+ done = true;
+ }
+ }
+
+ }
+ return obj;
+ }
+ catch (Exception ex) // the reflection methods can throw various exceptions
+ {
+ ex.printStackTrace();
+ return null;
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Parses a value element.
+ @param e a value element
+ */
+ private Object parseValue(Element e)
+ {
+ Element child = (Element) e.getFirstChild();
+ if (child.getTagName().equals("bean")) return parseBean(child);
+ String text = ((Text) child.getFirstChild()).getData();
+ if (child.getTagName().equals("int")) return new Integer(text);
+ else if (child.getTagName().equals("boolean")) return new Boolean(text);
+ else if (child.getTagName().equals("string")) return text;
+ else return null;
+ }
+
+ private GridBagConstraints constraints;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/GridBagTest/GridBagTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/GridBagTest/GridBagTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..080cb17
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/GridBagTest/GridBagTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,91 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 2001-09-06
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program shows how to use an XML file to describe
+ a gridbag layout
+*/
+public class GridBagTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ String filename = args.length == 0 ? "fontdialog.xml" : args[0];
+ JFrame frame = new FontFrame(filename);
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains a font selection dialog that is described by an XML file.
+ @param filename the file containing the user interface components for the dialog.
+*/
+class FontFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public FontFrame(String filename)
+ {
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+ setTitle("GridBagTest");
+
+ gridbag = new GridBagPane(filename);
+ add(gridbag);
+
+ face = (JComboBox) gridbag.get("face");
+ size = (JComboBox) gridbag.get("size");
+ bold = (JCheckBox) gridbag.get("bold");
+ italic = (JCheckBox) gridbag.get("italic");
+
+ face.setModel(new DefaultComboBoxModel(new Object[]
+ {
+ "Serif", "SansSerif", "Monospaced", "Dialog", "DialogInput"
+ }));
+
+ size.setModel(new DefaultComboBoxModel(new Object[]
+ {
+ "8", "10", "12", "15", "18", "24", "36", "48"
+ }));
+
+ ActionListener listener = new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event) { setSample(); }
+ };
+
+ face.addActionListener(listener);
+ size.addActionListener(listener);
+ bold.addActionListener(listener);
+ italic.addActionListener(listener);
+
+ setSample();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ This method sets the text sample to the selected font.
+ */
+ public void setSample()
+ {
+ String fontFace = (String) face.getSelectedItem();
+ int fontSize = Integer.parseInt((String) size.getSelectedItem());
+ JTextArea sample = (JTextArea) gridbag.get("sample");
+ int fontStyle
+ = (bold.isSelected() ? Font.BOLD : 0)
+ + (italic.isSelected() ? Font.ITALIC : 0);
+
+ sample.setFont(new Font(fontFace, fontStyle, fontSize));
+ sample.repaint();
+ }
+
+ private GridBagPane gridbag;
+ private JComboBox face;
+ private JComboBox size;
+ private JCheckBox bold;
+ private JCheckBox italic;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 400;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/GridBagTest/fontdialog-schema.xml b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/GridBagTest/fontdialog-schema.xml
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..21caba1
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/GridBagTest/fontdialog-schema.xml
@@ -0,0 +1,85 @@
+
+
+
+
+
+ javax.swing.JLabel
+
+ text
+ Face:
+
+ |
+
+
+ javax.swing.JComboBox
+
+ |
+
+
+ javax.swing.JTextArea
+
+ text
+ The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog
+
+ editable
+ false
+
+ lineWrap
+ true
+
+ border
+
+
+ javax.swing.border.EtchedBorder
+
+
+
+
+ |
+
+
+
+
+ javax.swing.JLabel
+
+ text
+ Size:
+
+ |
+
+
+ javax.swing.JComboBox
+
+ |
+
+
+
+
+ javax.swing.JCheckBox
+
+ text
+ Bold
+
+ |
+
+
+
+
+ javax.swing.JCheckBox
+
+ text
+ Italic
+
+ |
+
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/GridBagTest/fontdialog.xml b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/GridBagTest/fontdialog.xml
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..59ef0fb
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/GridBagTest/fontdialog.xml
@@ -0,0 +1,85 @@
+
+
+
+
+
+
+ javax.swing.JLabel
+
+ text
+ Face:
+
+ |
+
+
+ javax.swing.JComboBox
+
+ |
+
+
+ javax.swing.JTextArea
+
+ text
+ The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog
+
+ editable
+ false
+
+ lineWrap
+ true
+
+ border
+
+
+ javax.swing.border.EtchedBorder
+
+
+
+
+ |
+
+
+
+
+ javax.swing.JLabel
+
+ text
+ Size:
+
+ |
+
+
+ javax.swing.JComboBox
+
+ |
+
+
+
+
+ javax.swing.JCheckBox
+
+ text
+ Bold
+
+ |
+
+
+
+
+ javax.swing.JCheckBox
+
+ text
+ Italic
+
+ |
+
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/GridBagTest/gridbag.dtd b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/GridBagTest/gridbag.dtd
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..b6ee8f8
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/GridBagTest/gridbag.dtd
@@ -0,0 +1,25 @@
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/GridBagTest/gridbag.xsd b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/GridBagTest/gridbag.xsd
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..6c6fe9e
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/GridBagTest/gridbag.xsd
@@ -0,0 +1,81 @@
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/SAXTest/SAXTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/SAXTest/SAXTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..54b1bad
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/SAXTest/SAXTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,49 @@
+import java.io.*;
+import java.net.*;
+import javax.xml.parsers.*;
+import org.xml.sax.*;
+import org.xml.sax.helpers.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates how to use a SAX parser. The
+ program prints all hyperlinks links of an XHTML web page.
+ Usage: java SAXTest url
+*/
+public class SAXTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args) throws Exception
+ {
+ String url;
+ if (args.length == 0)
+ {
+ url = "http://www.w3c.org";
+ System.out.println("Using " + url);
+ }
+ else
+ url = args[0];
+
+ DefaultHandler handler = new
+ DefaultHandler()
+ {
+ public void startElement(String namespaceURI,
+ String lname, String qname, Attributes attrs)
+ {
+ if (lname.equalsIgnoreCase("a") && attrs != null)
+ {
+ for (int i = 0; i < attrs.getLength(); i++)
+ {
+ String aname = attrs.getLocalName(i);
+ if (aname.equalsIgnoreCase("href"))
+ System.out.println(attrs.getValue(i));
+ }
+ }
+ }
+ };
+
+ SAXParserFactory factory = SAXParserFactory.newInstance();
+ factory.setNamespaceAware(true);
+ SAXParser saxParser = factory.newSAXParser();
+ InputStream in = new URL(url).openStream();
+ saxParser.parse(in, handler);
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/TransformTest/TransformTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/TransformTest/TransformTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9574153
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/TransformTest/TransformTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,106 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 2001-09-29
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.xml.parsers.*;
+import javax.xml.transform.*;
+import javax.xml.transform.dom.*;
+import javax.xml.transform.sax.*;
+import javax.xml.transform.stream.*;
+import org.xml.sax.*;
+import org.xml.sax.helpers.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates XSL transformations. It applies
+ a transformation to a set of employee records. The records
+ are stored in the file employee.dat and turned into XML
+ format. Specify the stylesheet on the command line, e.g.
+ java TransformTest makeprop.xsl
+*/
+public class TransformTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args) throws Exception
+ {
+ String filename;
+ if (args.length > 0) filename = args[0];
+ else filename = "makehtml.xsl";
+ File styleSheet = new File(filename);
+ StreamSource styleSource = new StreamSource(styleSheet);
+
+ Transformer t = TransformerFactory.newInstance().newTransformer(styleSource);
+ t.transform(new SAXSource(new EmployeeReader(),
+ new InputSource(new FileInputStream("employee.dat"))),
+ new StreamResult(System.out));
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This class reads the flat file employee.dat and reports SAX
+ parser events to act as if it was parsing an XML file.
+*/
+class EmployeeReader implements XMLReader
+{
+ public void parse(InputSource source)
+ throws IOException, SAXException
+ {
+ InputStream stream = source.getByteStream();
+ BufferedReader in = new BufferedReader(new InputStreamReader(stream));
+ String rootElement = "staff";
+ AttributesImpl atts = new AttributesImpl();
+
+ if (handler == null)
+ throw new SAXException("No content handler");
+
+ handler.startDocument();
+ handler.startElement("", rootElement, rootElement, atts);
+ String line;
+ while ((line = in.readLine()) != null)
+ {
+ handler.startElement("", "employee", "employee", atts);
+ StringTokenizer t = new StringTokenizer(line, "|");
+
+ handler.startElement("", "name", "name", atts);
+ String s = t.nextToken();
+ handler.characters(s.toCharArray(), 0, s.length());
+ handler.endElement("", "name", "name");
+
+ handler.startElement("", "salary", "salary", atts);
+ s = t.nextToken();
+ handler.characters(s.toCharArray(), 0, s.length());
+ handler.endElement("", "salary", "salary");
+
+ atts.addAttribute("", "year", "year", "CDATA", t.nextToken());
+ atts.addAttribute("", "month", "month", "CDATA", t.nextToken());
+ atts.addAttribute("", "day", "day", "CDATA", t.nextToken());
+ handler.startElement("", "hiredate", "hiredate", atts);
+ handler.endElement("", "hiredate", "hiredate");
+ atts.clear();
+
+ handler.endElement("", "employee", "employee");
+ }
+
+ handler.endElement("", rootElement, rootElement);
+ handler.endDocument();
+ }
+
+ public void setContentHandler(ContentHandler newValue) {handler = newValue;}
+ public ContentHandler getContentHandler() { return handler; }
+
+ // the following methods are just do-nothing implementations
+ public void parse(String systemId) throws IOException, SAXException {}
+ public void setErrorHandler(ErrorHandler handler) {}
+ public ErrorHandler getErrorHandler() { return null; }
+ public void setDTDHandler(DTDHandler handler) {}
+ public DTDHandler getDTDHandler() { return null; }
+ public void setEntityResolver(EntityResolver resolver) {}
+ public EntityResolver getEntityResolver() { return null; }
+ public void setProperty(String name, Object value) {}
+ public Object getProperty(String name) { return null; }
+ public void setFeature(String name, boolean value) {}
+ public boolean getFeature(String name) { return false; }
+
+ private ContentHandler handler;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/TransformTest/employee.dat b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/TransformTest/employee.dat
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9dab5e0
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/TransformTest/employee.dat
@@ -0,0 +1,3 @@
+Carl Cracker|75000.0|1987|12|15
+Harry Hacker|50000.0|1989|10|1
+Tony Tester|40000.0|1990|3|15
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/TransformTest/makehtml.xsl b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/TransformTest/makehtml.xsl
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..b4c9962
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/TransformTest/makehtml.xsl
@@ -0,0 +1,31 @@
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+ $
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/TransformTest/makeprop.xsl b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/TransformTest/makeprop.xsl
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..cde8a3a
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/TransformTest/makeprop.xsl
@@ -0,0 +1,16 @@
+
+
+
+
+
+employee.
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/XMLWriteTest/XMLWriteTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/XMLWriteTest/XMLWriteTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..c07d4fa
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/XMLWriteTest/XMLWriteTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,228 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 2004-09-04
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.xml.parsers.*;
+import javax.xml.transform.*;
+import javax.xml.transform.dom.*;
+import javax.xml.transform.stream.*;
+import org.w3c.dom.*;
+
+
+/**
+ This program shows how to write an XML file. It saves
+ a file describing a modern drawing in SVG format.
+*/
+public class XMLWriteTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ XMLWriteFrame frame = new XMLWriteFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with a panel for showing a modern drawing.
+*/
+class XMLWriteFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public XMLWriteFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("XMLWriteTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ chooser = new JFileChooser();
+
+ // add panel to frame
+
+ panel = new RectanglePanel();
+ add(panel);
+
+ // set up menu bar
+
+ JMenuBar menuBar = new JMenuBar();
+ setJMenuBar(menuBar);
+
+ JMenu menu = new JMenu("File");
+ menuBar.add(menu);
+
+ JMenuItem newItem = new JMenuItem("New");
+ menu.add(newItem);
+ newItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event) { panel.newDrawing(); }
+ });
+
+ JMenuItem saveItem = new JMenuItem("Save");
+ menu.add(saveItem);
+ saveItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ saveDocument();
+ }
+ catch (TransformerException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(
+ XMLWriteFrame.this, e.toString());
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(
+ XMLWriteFrame.this, e.toString());
+ }
+ }
+ });
+
+ JMenuItem exitItem = new JMenuItem("Exit");
+ menu.add(exitItem);
+ exitItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event) { System.exit(0); }
+ });
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Saves the drawing in SVG format.
+ */
+ public void saveDocument()
+ throws TransformerException, IOException
+ {
+ if (chooser.showSaveDialog(this) != JFileChooser.APPROVE_OPTION) return;
+ File f = chooser.getSelectedFile();
+ Document doc = panel.buildDocument();
+ Transformer t = TransformerFactory.newInstance().newTransformer();
+ t.setOutputProperty(OutputKeys.DOCTYPE_SYSTEM,
+ "http://www.w3.org/TR/2000/CR-SVG-20000802/DTD/svg-20000802.dtd");
+ t.setOutputProperty(OutputKeys.DOCTYPE_PUBLIC, "-//W3C//DTD SVG 20000802//EN");
+
+ t.transform(new DOMSource(doc), new StreamResult(new FileOutputStream(f)));
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+
+ private RectanglePanel panel;
+ private JFileChooser chooser;
+}
+
+/**
+ A panel that shows a set of colored rectangles
+*/
+class RectanglePanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public RectanglePanel()
+ {
+ rects = new ArrayList();
+ colors = new ArrayList();
+ generator = new Random();
+
+ DocumentBuilderFactory factory = DocumentBuilderFactory.newInstance();
+ try
+ {
+ builder = factory.newDocumentBuilder();
+ }
+ catch (ParserConfigurationException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Create a new random drawing.
+ */
+ public void newDrawing()
+ {
+ int n = 10 + generator.nextInt(20);
+ rects.clear();
+ colors.clear();
+ for (int i = 1; i <= n; i++)
+ {
+ int x = generator.nextInt(getWidth());
+ int y = generator.nextInt(getHeight());
+ int width = generator.nextInt(getWidth() - x);
+ int height = generator.nextInt(getHeight() - y);
+ rects.add(new Rectangle(x, y, width, height));
+ int r = generator.nextInt(256);
+ int g = generator.nextInt(256);
+ int b = generator.nextInt(256);
+ colors.add(new Color(r, g, b));
+ }
+ repaint();
+ }
+
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ if (rects.size() == 0) newDrawing();
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+
+ // draw all rectangles
+ for (int i = 0; i < rects.size(); i++)
+ {
+ g2.setPaint(colors.get(i));
+ g2.fill(rects.get(i));
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Creates an SVG document of the current drawing.
+ @return the DOM tree of the SVG document
+ */
+ public Document buildDocument()
+ {
+
+ Document doc = builder.newDocument();
+ Element svgElement = doc.createElement("svg");
+ doc.appendChild(svgElement);
+ svgElement.setAttribute("width", "" + getWidth());
+ svgElement.setAttribute("height", "" + getHeight());
+ for (int i = 0; i < rects.size(); i++)
+ {
+ Color c = colors.get(i);
+ Rectangle2D r = rects.get(i);
+ Element rectElement = doc.createElement("rect");
+ rectElement.setAttribute("x", "" + r.getX());
+ rectElement.setAttribute("y", "" + r.getY());
+ rectElement.setAttribute("width", "" + r.getWidth());
+ rectElement.setAttribute("height", "" + r.getHeight());
+ rectElement.setAttribute("fill", colorToString(c));
+ svgElement.appendChild(rectElement);
+ }
+ return doc;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Converts a color to a hex value.
+ @param c a color
+ @return a string of the form #rrggbb
+ */
+ private static String colorToString(Color c)
+ {
+ StringBuffer buffer = new StringBuffer();
+ buffer.append(Integer.toHexString(c.getRGB() & 0xFFFFFF));
+ while(buffer.length() < 6) buffer.insert(0, '0');
+ buffer.insert(0, '#');
+ return buffer.toString();
+ }
+
+ private ArrayList rects;
+ private ArrayList colors;
+ private Random generator;
+ private DocumentBuilder builder;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/XPathTest/XPathTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/XPathTest/XPathTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..d01d9f4
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/XPathTest/XPathTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,180 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 2004-09-06
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.border.*;
+import javax.xml.namespace.*;
+import javax.xml.parsers.*;
+import javax.xml.xpath.*;
+import org.w3c.dom.*;
+import org.xml.sax.*;
+
+/**
+ This program evaluates XPath expressions
+*/
+public class XPathTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new XPathFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame shows an XML document, a panel to type an XPath expression,
+ and a text field to display the result.
+*/
+class XPathFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public XPathFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("XPathTest");
+
+ JMenu fileMenu = new JMenu("File");
+ JMenuItem openItem = new JMenuItem("Open");
+ openItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event) { openFile(); }
+ });
+ fileMenu.add(openItem);
+
+ JMenuItem exitItem = new JMenuItem("Exit");
+ exitItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event) { System.exit(0); }
+ });
+ fileMenu.add(exitItem);
+
+ JMenuBar menuBar = new JMenuBar();
+ menuBar.add(fileMenu);
+ setJMenuBar(menuBar);
+
+ ActionListener listener = new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event) { evaluate(); }
+ };
+ expression = new JTextField(20);
+ expression.addActionListener(listener);
+ JButton evaluateButton = new JButton("Evaluate");
+ evaluateButton.addActionListener(listener);
+
+ typeCombo = new JComboBox(new Object[] { "STRING", "NODE", "NODESET", "NUMBER", "BOOLEAN" });
+ typeCombo.setSelectedItem("STRING");
+
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+ panel.add(expression);
+ panel.add(typeCombo);
+ panel.add(evaluateButton);
+ docText = new JTextArea(10, 40);
+ result = new JTextField();
+ result.setBorder(new TitledBorder("Result"));
+
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+ add(new JScrollPane(docText), BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ add(result, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+
+ try
+ {
+ DocumentBuilderFactory factory = DocumentBuilderFactory.newInstance();
+ builder = factory.newDocumentBuilder();
+ }
+ catch (ParserConfigurationException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+
+ XPathFactory xpfactory = XPathFactory.newInstance();
+ path = xpfactory.newXPath();
+ pack();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Open a file and load the document.
+ */
+ public void openFile()
+ {
+ JFileChooser chooser = new JFileChooser();
+ chooser.setCurrentDirectory(new File("."));
+
+ chooser.setFileFilter(new
+ javax.swing.filechooser.FileFilter()
+ {
+ public boolean accept(File f)
+ {
+ return f.isDirectory() || f.getName().toLowerCase().endsWith(".xml");
+ }
+ public String getDescription() { return "XML files"; }
+ });
+ int r = chooser.showOpenDialog(this);
+ if (r != JFileChooser.APPROVE_OPTION) return;
+ File f = chooser.getSelectedFile();
+ try
+ {
+ byte[] bytes = new byte[(int) f.length()];
+ new FileInputStream(f).read(bytes);
+ docText.setText(new String(bytes));
+ doc = builder.parse(f);
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ catch (SAXException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ }
+
+ public void evaluate()
+ {
+
+ try
+ {
+ String typeName = (String) typeCombo.getSelectedItem();
+ QName returnType = (QName) XPathConstants.class.getField(typeName).get(null);
+ Object evalResult = path.evaluate(expression.getText(), doc, returnType);
+ if (typeName.equals("NODESET"))
+ {
+ NodeList list = (NodeList) evalResult;
+ StringBuilder builder = new StringBuilder();
+ builder.append("{");
+ for (int i = 0; i < list.getLength(); i++)
+ {
+ if (i > 0) builder.append(", ");
+ builder.append("" + list.item(i));
+ }
+ builder.append("}");
+ result.setText("" + builder);
+ }
+ else
+ result.setText("" + evalResult);
+ }
+ catch (XPathExpressionException e)
+ {
+ result.setText("" + e);
+ }
+ catch (Exception e) // reflection exception
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+
+ private DocumentBuilder builder;
+ private Document doc;
+ private XPath path;
+ private JTextField expression;
+ private JTextField result;
+ private JTextArea docText;
+ private JComboBox typeCombo;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/XPathTest/fontdialog.xml b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/XPathTest/fontdialog.xml
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..59ef0fb
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/XPathTest/fontdialog.xml
@@ -0,0 +1,85 @@
+
+
+
+
+
+
+ javax.swing.JLabel
+
+ text
+ Face:
+
+ |
+
+
+ javax.swing.JComboBox
+
+ |
+
+
+ javax.swing.JTextArea
+
+ text
+ The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog
+
+ editable
+ false
+
+ lineWrap
+ true
+
+ border
+
+
+ javax.swing.border.EtchedBorder
+
+
+
+
+ |
+
+
+
+
+ javax.swing.JLabel
+
+ text
+ Size:
+
+ |
+
+
+ javax.swing.JComboBox
+
+ |
+
+
+
+
+ javax.swing.JCheckBox
+
+ text
+ Bold
+
+ |
+
+
+
+
+ javax.swing.JCheckBox
+
+ text
+ Italic
+
+ |
+
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/XPathTest/gridbag.dtd b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/XPathTest/gridbag.dtd
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..b6ee8f8
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch12/XPathTest/gridbag.dtd
@@ -0,0 +1,25 @@
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/ActionListenerFor/ActionListenerFor.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/ActionListenerFor/ActionListenerFor.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..54f1449
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/ActionListenerFor/ActionListenerFor.java
@@ -0,0 +1,13 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 2004-08-17
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.lang.annotation.*;
+
+@Target(ElementType.METHOD)
+@Retention(RetentionPolicy.RUNTIME)
+public @interface ActionListenerFor
+{
+ String source();
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/ActionListenerFor/ActionListenerInstaller.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/ActionListenerFor/ActionListenerInstaller.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..d796b6a
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/ActionListenerFor/ActionListenerInstaller.java
@@ -0,0 +1,62 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 2004-08-17
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.lang.annotation.*;
+import java.lang.reflect.*;
+
+public class ActionListenerInstaller
+{
+ /**
+ Processes all ActionListenerFor annotations in the given object.
+ @param obj an object whose methods may have ActionListenerFor annotations
+ */
+ public static void processAnnotations(Object obj)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ Class cl = obj.getClass();
+ for (Method m : cl.getDeclaredMethods())
+ {
+ ActionListenerFor a = m.getAnnotation(ActionListenerFor.class);
+ if (a != null)
+ {
+ Field f = cl.getDeclaredField(a.source());
+ f.setAccessible(true);
+ addListener(f.get(obj), obj, m);
+ }
+ }
+ }
+ catch (Exception e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Adds an action listener that calls a given method.
+ @param source the event source to which an action listener is added
+ @param param the implicit parameter of the method that the listener calls
+ @param m the method that the listener calls
+ */
+ public static void addListener(Object source, final Object param, final Method m)
+ throws NoSuchMethodException, IllegalAccessException, InvocationTargetException
+ {
+ InvocationHandler handler = new
+ InvocationHandler()
+ {
+ public Object invoke(Object proxy, Method mm, Object[] args) throws Throwable
+ {
+ return m.invoke(param);
+ }
+ };
+
+ Object listener = Proxy.newProxyInstance(null,
+ new Class[] { java.awt.event.ActionListener.class },
+ handler);
+ Method adder = source.getClass().getMethod("addActionListener", ActionListener.class);
+ adder.invoke(source, listener);
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/ActionListenerFor/ButtonTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/ActionListenerFor/ButtonTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..f95a3dd
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/ActionListenerFor/ButtonTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,77 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 2004-08-17
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+public class ButtonTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ ButtonFrame frame = new ButtonFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with a button panel
+*/
+class ButtonFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public ButtonFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("ButtonTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ panel = new JPanel();
+ add(panel);
+
+ // create buttons
+
+ yellowButton = new JButton("Yellow");
+ blueButton = new JButton("Blue");
+ redButton = new JButton("Red");
+
+ // add buttons to panel
+
+ panel.add(yellowButton);
+ panel.add(blueButton);
+ panel.add(redButton);
+
+ ActionListenerInstaller.processAnnotations(this);
+ }
+
+
+ @ActionListenerFor(source="yellowButton")
+ public void yellowBackground()
+ {
+ panel.setBackground(Color.YELLOW);
+ }
+
+ @ActionListenerFor(source="blueButton")
+ public void blueBackground()
+ {
+ panel.setBackground(Color.BLUE);
+ }
+
+ @ActionListenerFor(source="redButton")
+ public void redBackground()
+ {
+ panel.setBackground(Color.RED);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+
+ private JPanel panel;
+ private JButton yellowButton;
+ private JButton blueButton;
+ private JButton redButton;
+}
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/LogEntry/EntryLogger.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/LogEntry/EntryLogger.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..836e644
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/LogEntry/EntryLogger.java
@@ -0,0 +1,277 @@
+import java.lang.annotation.*;
+import java.lang.reflect.Proxy;
+import java.lang.reflect.InvocationHandler;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+
+import org.apache.bcel.*;
+import org.apache.bcel.Repository;
+import org.apache.bcel.classfile.*;
+import org.apache.bcel.classfile.FieldOrMethod;
+import org.apache.bcel.generic.*;
+import org.apache.bcel.util.*;
+
+/**
+ Adds "entering" logs to all methods of a class that have the LogEntry annotation.
+*/
+public class EntryLogger
+{
+ /**
+ Adds entry logging code to the given class
+ @param args the name of the class file to patch
+ */
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ if (args.length == 0)
+ System.out.println("USAGE: java EntryLogger classname");
+ else
+ {
+ Attribute.addAttributeReader("RuntimeVisibleAnnotations",
+ new AnnotationsAttributeReader());
+ JavaClass jc = Repository.lookupClass(args[0]);
+ ClassGen cg = new ClassGen(jc);
+ EntryLogger el = new EntryLogger(cg);
+ el.convert();
+ File f = new File(Repository.lookupClassFile(cg.getClassName()).getPath());
+ cg.getJavaClass().dump(f.getPath());
+ }
+ }
+ catch (Exception e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Constructs an EntryLogger that inserts logging into annotated methods of a given class
+ @param cg the class
+ */
+ public EntryLogger(ClassGen cg)
+ {
+ this.cg = cg;
+ cpg = cg.getConstantPool();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ converts the class by inserting the logging calls.
+ */
+ public void convert() throws IOException
+ {
+ for (Method m : cg.getMethods())
+ {
+ AnnotationsAttribute attr
+ = (AnnotationsAttribute) getAttribute(m, "RuntimeVisibleAnnotations");
+ if (attr != null)
+ {
+ LogEntry logEntry = attr.getAnnotation(LogEntry.class);
+ if (logEntry != null)
+ {
+ String loggerName = logEntry.logger();
+ if (loggerName == null) loggerName = "";
+ cg.replaceMethod(m, insertLogEntry(m, loggerName));
+ }
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Adds an "entering" call to the beginning of a method.
+ @param m the method
+ @param loggerName the name of the logger to call
+ */
+ private Method insertLogEntry(Method m, String loggerName)
+ {
+ MethodGen mg = new MethodGen(m, cg.getClassName(), cpg);
+ String className = cg.getClassName();
+ String methodName = mg.getMethod().getName();
+ System.out.printf("Adding logging instructions to %s.%s%n", className, methodName);
+
+
+ int getLoggerIndex = cpg.addMethodref(
+ "java.util.logging.Logger",
+ "getLogger",
+ "(Ljava/lang/String;)Ljava/util/logging/Logger;");
+ int enteringIndex = cpg.addMethodref(
+ "java.util.logging.Logger",
+ "entering",
+ "(Ljava/lang/String;Ljava/lang/String;)V");
+
+ InstructionList il = mg.getInstructionList();
+ InstructionList patch = new InstructionList();
+ patch.append(new PUSH(cpg, loggerName));
+ patch.append(new INVOKESTATIC(getLoggerIndex));
+ patch.append(new PUSH(cpg, className));
+ patch.append(new PUSH(cpg, methodName));
+ patch.append(new INVOKEVIRTUAL(enteringIndex));
+ InstructionHandle[] ihs = il.getInstructionHandles();
+ il.insert(ihs[0], patch);
+
+ mg.setMaxStack();
+ return mg.getMethod();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the attribute of a field or method with the given name.
+ @param fm the field or method
+ @param name the attribute name
+ @return the attribute, or null, if no attribute with the given name was found
+ */
+ public static Attribute getAttribute(FieldOrMethod fm, String name)
+ {
+ for (Attribute attr : fm.getAttributes())
+ {
+ int nameIndex = attr.getNameIndex();
+ ConstantPool cp = attr.getConstantPool();
+ String attrName = cp.constantToString(cp.getConstant(nameIndex));
+ if (attrName.equals(name))
+ return attr;
+ }
+ return null;
+ }
+
+ private ClassGen cg;
+ private ConstantPoolGen cpg;
+}
+
+/**
+ This is a pluggable reader for an annotations attribute for the BCEL framework.
+*/
+class AnnotationsAttributeReader implements org.apache.bcel.classfile.AttributeReader
+{
+ public Attribute createAttribute(int nameIndex, int length, DataInputStream in,
+ ConstantPool constantPool)
+ {
+ AnnotationsAttribute attribute = new AnnotationsAttribute(nameIndex, length, constantPool);
+ try
+ {
+ attribute.read(in, constantPool);
+ return attribute;
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ return null;
+ }
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This attribute describes a set of annotations.
+ Only String-valued annotation attributes are supported.
+*/
+class AnnotationsAttribute extends Attribute
+{
+ /**
+ Reads this annotation.
+ @param nameIndex the index for the name of this attribute
+ @param length the number of bytes in this attribute
+ @param cp the constant pool
+ */
+ public AnnotationsAttribute (int nameIndex, int length, ConstantPool cp)
+ {
+ super(Constants.ATTR_UNKNOWN, nameIndex, length, cp);
+ annotations = new HashMap>();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Reads this annotation.
+ @param in the input stream
+ @param cp the constant pool
+ */
+ public void read(DataInputStream in, ConstantPool cp)
+ throws IOException
+ {
+ short numAnnotations = in.readShort();
+ for (int i = 0; i < numAnnotations; i++)
+ {
+ short typeIndex = in.readShort();
+ String type = cp.constantToString(cp.getConstant(typeIndex));
+ Map nvPairs = new HashMap();
+ annotations.put(type, nvPairs);
+ short numElementValuePairs = in.readShort();
+ for (int j = 0; j < numElementValuePairs; j++)
+ {
+ short nameIndex = in.readShort();
+ String name = cp.constantToString(cp.getConstant(nameIndex));
+ byte tag = in.readByte();
+ if (tag == 's')
+ {
+ short constValueIndex = in.readShort();
+ String value = cp.constantToString(cp.getConstant(constValueIndex));
+ nvPairs.put(name, value);
+ }
+ else
+ throw new UnsupportedOperationException("Can only handle String attributes");
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ public void dump(DataOutputStream out)
+ throws IOException
+ {
+ ConstantPoolGen cpg = new ConstantPoolGen(getConstantPool());
+
+ out.writeShort(getNameIndex());
+ out.writeInt(getLength());
+ out.writeShort(annotations.size());
+ for (Map.Entry> entry : annotations.entrySet())
+ {
+ String type = entry.getKey();
+ Map nvPairs = entry.getValue();
+ out.writeShort(cpg.lookupUtf8(type));
+ out.writeShort(nvPairs.size());
+ for (Map.Entry nv : nvPairs.entrySet())
+ {
+ out.writeShort(cpg.lookupUtf8(nv.getKey()));
+ out.writeByte('s');
+ out.writeShort(cpg.lookupUtf8(nv.getValue()));
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets an annotation from this set of annotations.
+ @param annotationClass the class of the annotation to get
+ @return the annotation object, or null if no matching annotation is present
+ */
+ public A getAnnotation(Class annotationClass)
+ {
+ String key = "L" + annotationClass.getName() + ";";
+ final Map nvPairs = annotations.get(key);
+ if (nvPairs == null) return null;
+
+ InvocationHandler handler = new
+ InvocationHandler()
+ {
+ public Object invoke(Object proxy, java.lang.reflect.Method m, Object[] args)
+ throws Throwable
+ {
+ return nvPairs.get(m.getName());
+ }
+ };
+
+ return (A) Proxy.newProxyInstance(
+ getClass().getClassLoader(),
+ new Class[] { annotationClass },
+ handler);
+ }
+
+ public void accept(org.apache.bcel.classfile.Visitor v)
+ {
+ throw new UnsupportedOperationException();
+ }
+
+ public Attribute copy(ConstantPool cp)
+ {
+ throw new UnsupportedOperationException();
+ }
+
+ public String toString ()
+ {
+ return annotations.toString();
+ }
+
+ private Map> annotations;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/LogEntry/EntryLoggingAgent.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/LogEntry/EntryLoggingAgent.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..cd10765
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/LogEntry/EntryLoggingAgent.java
@@ -0,0 +1,40 @@
+import java.lang.instrument.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.security.*;
+
+import org.apache.bcel.classfile.*;
+import org.apache.bcel.generic.*;
+
+public class EntryLoggingAgent
+{
+ public static void premain(final String arg, Instrumentation instr)
+ {
+ System.out.println(instr);
+ instr.addTransformer(new
+ ClassFileTransformer()
+ {
+ public byte[] transform(ClassLoader loader, String className, Class cl,
+ ProtectionDomain pd, byte[] data)
+ {
+ if (!className.equals(arg)) return null;
+ try
+ {
+ Attribute.addAttributeReader("RuntimeVisibleAnnotations",
+ new AnnotationsAttributeReader());
+ ClassParser parser = new ClassParser(
+ new ByteArrayInputStream(data), className + ".java");
+ JavaClass jc = parser.parse();
+ ClassGen cg = new ClassGen(jc);
+ EntryLogger el = new EntryLogger(cg);
+ el.convert();
+ return cg.getJavaClass().getBytes();
+ }
+ catch (Exception e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ return null;
+ }
+ }
+ });
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/LogEntry/EntryLoggingAgent.mf b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/LogEntry/EntryLoggingAgent.mf
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..97f225c
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/LogEntry/EntryLoggingAgent.mf
@@ -0,0 +1 @@
+Premain-Class: EntryLoggingAgent
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/LogEntry/Item.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/LogEntry/Item.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..811b97f
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/LogEntry/Item.java
@@ -0,0 +1,50 @@
+/**
+ An item with a description and a part number.
+*/
+public class Item
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs an item.
+ @param aDescription the item's description
+ @param aPartNumber the item's part number
+ */
+ public Item(String aDescription, int aPartNumber)
+ {
+ description = aDescription;
+ partNumber = aPartNumber;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the description of this item.
+ @return the description
+ */
+ public String getDescription()
+ {
+ return description;
+ }
+
+ public String toString()
+ {
+ return "[descripion=" + description
+ + ", partNumber=" + partNumber + "]";
+ }
+
+ @LogEntry(logger="global") public boolean equals(Object otherObject)
+ {
+ if (this == otherObject) return true;
+ if (otherObject == null) return false;
+ if (getClass() != otherObject.getClass()) return false;
+ Item other = (Item) otherObject;
+ return description.equals(other.description)
+ && partNumber == other.partNumber;
+ }
+
+ @LogEntry(logger="global") public int hashCode()
+ {
+ return 13 * description.hashCode() + 17 * partNumber;
+ }
+
+ private String description;
+ private int partNumber;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/LogEntry/LogEntry.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/LogEntry/LogEntry.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..982bd86
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/LogEntry/LogEntry.java
@@ -0,0 +1,13 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 2004-08-17
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.lang.annotation.*;
+
+@Target(ElementType.METHOD)
+@Retention(RetentionPolicy.RUNTIME)
+public @interface LogEntry
+{
+ String logger();
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/LogEntry/SetTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/LogEntry/SetTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..f8cb412
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/LogEntry/SetTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,28 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 2004-08-15
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+import java.util.logging.*;
+
+/**
+ This program logs the equals and hashCode method calls when inserting items into a hash set.
+*/
+public class SetTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ Logger.global.setLevel(Level.FINEST);
+ Handler handler = new ConsoleHandler();
+ handler.setLevel(Level.FINEST);
+ Logger.global.addHandler(handler);
+
+ Set- parts = new HashSet
- ();
+ parts.add(new Item("Toaster", 1279));
+ parts.add(new Item("Microwave", 4562));
+ parts.add(new Item("Toaster", 1279));
+ System.out.println(parts);
+ }
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/BeanInfoAnnotationFactory.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/BeanInfoAnnotationFactory.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..05708a6
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/BeanInfoAnnotationFactory.java
@@ -0,0 +1,160 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 2004-08-19
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import com.sun.mirror.apt.*;
+import com.sun.mirror.declaration.*;
+import com.sun.mirror.type.*;
+import com.sun.mirror.util.*;
+
+import java.beans.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+
+/**
+ This class is used to run an annotation processor that creates a BeanInfo file.
+ */
+public class BeanInfoAnnotationFactory implements AnnotationProcessorFactory
+{
+ public Collection
supportedAnnotationTypes()
+ {
+ return Arrays.asList("Property");
+ }
+
+ public Collection supportedOptions()
+ {
+ return Arrays.asList(new String[0]);
+ }
+
+ public AnnotationProcessor getProcessorFor(Set atds,
+ AnnotationProcessorEnvironment env)
+ {
+ return new BeanInfoAnnotationProcessor(env);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ This class is the processor that analyzes @Property annotations.
+ */
+ private static class BeanInfoAnnotationProcessor implements AnnotationProcessor
+ {
+ BeanInfoAnnotationProcessor(AnnotationProcessorEnvironment env)
+ {
+ this.env = env;
+ }
+
+ public void process()
+ {
+ for (TypeDeclaration t : env.getSpecifiedTypeDeclarations())
+ {
+ if (t.getModifiers().contains(Modifier.PUBLIC))
+ {
+ System.out.println(t);
+ Map props = new TreeMap();
+ for (MethodDeclaration m : t.getMethods())
+ {
+ Property p = m.getAnnotation(Property.class);
+ if (p != null)
+ {
+ String mname = m.getSimpleName();
+ String[] prefixes = { "get", "set", "is" };
+ boolean found = false;
+ for (int i = 0; !found && i < prefixes.length; i++)
+ if (mname.startsWith(prefixes[i]))
+ {
+ found = true;
+ int start = prefixes[i].length();
+ String name = Introspector.decapitalize(mname.substring(start));
+ props.put(name, p);
+ }
+
+ if (!found)
+ env.getMessager().printError(m.getPosition(),
+ "@Property must be applied to getXxx, setXxx, or isXxx method");
+ }
+ }
+
+ try
+ {
+ if (props.size() > 0)
+ writeBeanInfoFile(t.getQualifiedName(), props);
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Writes the source file for the BeanInfo class.
+ @param beanClassName the name of the bean class
+ @param props a map of property names and their annotations
+ */
+ private void writeBeanInfoFile(String beanClassName, Map props)
+ throws IOException
+ {
+ PrintWriter out = env.getFiler().createSourceFile(beanClassName + "BeanInfo");
+ int i = beanClassName.lastIndexOf(".");
+ if (i > 0)
+ {
+ out.print("package ");
+ out.println(beanClassName.substring(0, i));
+ }
+ out.print("public class ");
+ out.print(beanClassName.substring(i + 1));
+ out.println("BeanInfo extends java.beans.SimpleBeanInfo");
+ out.println("{");
+ out.println(" public java.beans.PropertyDescriptor[] getPropertyDescriptors()");
+ out.println(" {");
+ out.println(" try");
+ out.println(" {");
+ for (Map.Entry e : props.entrySet())
+ {
+ out.print(" java.beans.PropertyDescriptor ");
+ out.print(e.getKey());
+ out.println("Descriptor");
+ out.print(" = new java.beans.PropertyDescriptor(\"");
+ out.print(e.getKey());
+ out.print("\", ");
+ out.print(beanClassName);
+ out.println(".class);");
+ String ed = e.getValue().editor().toString();
+ if (!ed.equals(""))
+ {
+ out.print(" ");
+ out.print(e.getKey());
+ out.print("Descriptor.setPropertyEditorClass(");
+ out.print(ed);
+ out.println(".class);");
+ }
+ }
+ out.println(" return new java.beans.PropertyDescriptor[]");
+ out.print(" {");
+ boolean first = true;
+ for (String p : props.keySet())
+ {
+ if (first) first = false; else out.print(",");
+ out.println();
+ out.print(" ");
+ out.print(p);
+ out.print("Descriptor");
+ }
+ out.println();
+ out.println(" };");
+ out.println(" }");
+ out.println(" catch (java.beans.IntrospectionException e)");
+ out.println(" {");
+ out.println(" e.printStackTrace();");
+ out.println(" return null;");
+ out.println(" }");
+ out.println(" }");
+ out.println("}");
+ out.close();
+ }
+
+
+ private AnnotationProcessorEnvironment env;
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/ChartBean.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/ChartBean.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..5ac5257
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/ChartBean.java
@@ -0,0 +1,193 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.30 2001-08-21
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.font.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import java.beans.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ A bean to draw a bar chart.
+*/
+
+public class ChartBean extends JPanel
+{
+ public void paint(Graphics g)
+ {
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D)g;
+
+ if (values == null || values.length == 0) return;
+ double minValue = 0;
+ double maxValue = 0;
+ for (int i = 0; i < values.length; i++)
+ {
+ if (minValue > getValues(i)) minValue = getValues(i);
+ if (maxValue < getValues(i)) maxValue = getValues(i);
+ }
+ if (maxValue == minValue) return;
+
+ Dimension d = getSize();
+ Rectangle2D bounds = getBounds();
+ double clientWidth = bounds.getWidth();
+ double clientHeight = bounds.getHeight();
+ double barWidth = clientWidth / values.length;
+
+ g2.setColor(inverse ? color : Color.white);
+ g2.fill(bounds);
+ g2.setColor(Color.black);
+
+ Font titleFont = new Font("SansSerif", Font.BOLD, 20);
+ FontRenderContext context = g2.getFontRenderContext();
+ Rectangle2D titleBounds
+ = titleFont.getStringBounds(title, context);
+
+ double titleWidth = titleBounds.getWidth();
+ double y = -titleBounds.getY();
+ double x;
+ if (titlePosition == LEFT)
+ x = 0;
+ else if (titlePosition == CENTER)
+ x = (clientWidth - titleWidth) / 2;
+ else
+ x = clientWidth - titleWidth;
+
+ g2.setFont(titleFont);
+ g2.drawString(title, (float)x, (float)y);
+
+ double top = titleBounds.getHeight();
+ double scale = (clientHeight - top)
+ / (maxValue - minValue);
+ y = clientHeight;
+
+ for (int i = 0; i < values.length; i++)
+ {
+ double x1 = i * barWidth + 1;
+ double y1 = top;
+ double value = getValues(i);
+ double height = value * scale;
+ if (value >= 0)
+ y1 += (maxValue - value) * scale;
+ else
+ {
+ y1 += (int)(maxValue * scale);
+ height = -height;
+ }
+
+ g2.setColor(inverse ? Color.white : color);
+ Rectangle2D bar = new Rectangle2D.Double(x1, y1,
+ barWidth - 2, height);
+ g2.fill(bar);
+ g2.setColor(Color.black);
+ g2.draw(bar);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the title property.
+ @param t the new chart title.
+ */
+ @Property
+ public void setTitle(String t) { title = t; }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the title property.
+ @return the chart title.
+ */
+ public String getTitle() { return title; }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the indexed values property.
+ @param v the values to display in the chart.
+ */
+ public void setValues(double[] v) { values = v; }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the indexed values property.
+ @return the values to display in the chart.
+ */
+ public double[] getValues() { return values; }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the indexed values property.
+ @param i the index of the value to set
+ @param value the new value for that index
+ */
+ @Property(editor="DoubleArrayEditor")
+ public void setValues(int i, double value)
+ {
+ if (0 <= i && i < values.length) values[i] = value;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the indexed values property.
+ @param i the index of the value to get
+ @return the value for that index
+ */
+ public double getValues(int i)
+ {
+ if (0 <= i && i < values.length) return values[i];
+ return 0;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the inverse property.
+ @param b true if the display is inverted (white bars
+ on colored background)
+ */
+ @Property(editor="InverseEditor")
+ public void setInverse(boolean b) { inverse = b; }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the inverse property.
+ @return true if the display is inverted
+ */
+ public boolean isInverse() { return inverse; }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the titlePosition property.
+ @param p LEFT, CENTER, or RIGHT
+ */
+ @Property(editor="TitlePositionEditor")
+ public void setTitlePosition(int p) { titlePosition = p; }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the titlePosition property.
+ @return LEFT, CENTER, or RIGHT
+ */
+ public int getTitlePosition() { return titlePosition; }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the graphColor property.
+ @param c the color to use for the graph
+ */
+ @Property
+ public void setGraphColor(Color c) { color = c; }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the graphColor property.
+ @param c the color to use for the graph
+ */
+ public Color getGraphColor() { return color; }
+
+ public Dimension getPreferredSize()
+ {
+ return new Dimension(XPREFSIZE, YPREFSIZE);
+ }
+
+ private static final int LEFT = 0;
+ private static final int CENTER = 1;
+ private static final int RIGHT = 2;
+
+ private static final int XPREFSIZE = 300;
+ private static final int YPREFSIZE = 300;
+ private double[] values = { 1, 2, 3 };
+ private String title = "Title";
+ private int titlePosition = CENTER;
+ private boolean inverse;
+ private Color color = Color.red;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/DoubleArrayEditor.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/DoubleArrayEditor.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..1ff02ca
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/DoubleArrayEditor.java
@@ -0,0 +1,59 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.20 2001-08-21
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.font.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.beans.*;
+
+/**
+ A custom editor for an array of floating point numbers.
+*/
+public class DoubleArrayEditor extends PropertyEditorSupport
+{
+ public Component getCustomEditor() { return new DoubleArrayEditorPanel(this); }
+ public boolean supportsCustomEditor() { return true; }
+ public boolean isPaintable() { return true; }
+ public String getAsText() { return null; }
+
+ public void paintValue(Graphics g, Rectangle box)
+ {
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+ double[] values = (double[]) getValue();
+ StringBuilder s = new StringBuilder();
+ for (int i = 0; i < 3; i++)
+ {
+ if (values.length > i) s.append(values[i]);
+ if (values.length > i + 1) s.append(", ");
+ }
+ if (values.length > 3) s.append("...");
+
+ g2.setPaint(Color.white);
+ g2.fill(box);
+ g2.setPaint(Color.black);
+ FontRenderContext context = g2.getFontRenderContext();
+ Rectangle2D stringBounds = g2.getFont().getStringBounds(s.toString(), context);
+ double w = stringBounds.getWidth();
+ double x = box.x;
+ if (w < box.width) x += (box.width - w) / 2;
+ double ascent = -stringBounds.getY();
+ double y = box.y + (box.height - stringBounds.getHeight()) / 2 + ascent;
+ g2.drawString(s.toString(), (float) x, (float) y);
+ }
+
+ public String getJavaInitializationString()
+ {
+ double[] values = (double[]) getValue();
+ StringBuilder s = new StringBuilder();
+ s.append("new double[] {");
+ for (int i = 0; i < values.length; i++)
+ {
+ if (i > 0) s.append(", ");
+ s.append(values[i]);
+ }
+ s.append("}");
+ return s.toString();
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/DoubleArrayEditorPanel.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/DoubleArrayEditorPanel.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..1b11ec1
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/DoubleArrayEditorPanel.java
@@ -0,0 +1,230 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.20 1999-09-28
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.text.*;
+import java.lang.reflect.*;
+import java.beans.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+
+/**
+ The panel inside the DoubleArrayEditor. It contains
+ a list of the array values, together with buttons to
+ resize the array and change the currently selected list value.
+*/
+public class DoubleArrayEditorPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public DoubleArrayEditorPanel(PropertyEditorSupport ed)
+ {
+ editor = ed;
+ setArray((double[])ed.getValue());
+
+ setLayout(new GridBagLayout());
+
+ add(sizeField, new GBC(0, 0, 1, 1).setWeight(100, 0).setFill(GBC.HORIZONTAL));
+ add(valueField, new GBC(0, 1, 1, 1).setWeight(100, 0).setFill(GBC.HORIZONTAL));
+ add(sizeButton, new GBC(1, 0, 1, 1).setWeight(100, 0));
+ add(valueButton, new GBC(1, 1, 1, 1).setWeight(100, 0));
+ add(new JScrollPane(elementList), new GBC(0, 2, 2, 1).setWeight(100, 100).setFill(GBC.BOTH));
+
+ sizeButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event) { changeSize(); }
+ });
+
+ valueButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event) { changeValue(); }
+ });
+
+
+ elementList.setSelectionMode(
+ ListSelectionModel.SINGLE_SELECTION);
+
+ elementList.addListSelectionListener(new
+ ListSelectionListener()
+ {
+ public void valueChanged(ListSelectionEvent event)
+ {
+ int i = elementList.getSelectedIndex();
+ if (i < 0) return;
+ valueField.setText("" + array[i]);
+ }
+ });
+
+ elementList.setModel(model);
+ elementList.setSelectedIndex(0);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ This method is called when the user wants to change
+ the size of the array.
+ */
+ public void changeSize()
+ {
+ fmt.setParseIntegerOnly(true);
+ int s = 0;
+ try
+ {
+ s = fmt.parse(sizeField.getText()).intValue();
+ if (s < 0) throw new ParseException("Out of bounds", 0);
+ }
+ catch (ParseException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, "" + e, "Input Error", JOptionPane.WARNING_MESSAGE);
+ sizeField.requestFocus();
+ return;
+ }
+ if (s == array.length) return;
+ setArray((double[]) arrayGrow(array, s));
+ editor.setValue(array);
+ editor.firePropertyChange();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ This method is called when the user wants to change
+ the currently selected array value.
+ */
+ public void changeValue()
+ {
+ double v = 0;
+ fmt.setParseIntegerOnly(false);
+ try
+ {
+ v = fmt.parse(valueField.getText()).doubleValue();
+ }
+ catch (ParseException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, "" + e, "Input Error", JOptionPane.WARNING_MESSAGE);
+ valueField.requestFocus();
+ return;
+ }
+ int currentIndex = elementList.getSelectedIndex();
+ setArray(currentIndex, v);
+ editor.firePropertyChange();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the indexed array property.
+ @param v the array to edit
+ */
+ public void setArray(double[] v)
+ {
+ if (v == null) array = new double[0];
+ else array = v;
+ model.setArray(array);
+ sizeField.setText("" + array.length);
+ if (array.length > 0)
+ {
+ valueField.setText("" + array[0]);
+ elementList.setSelectedIndex(0);
+ }
+ else
+ valueField.setText("");
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the indexed array property.
+ @return the array being edited
+ */
+ public double[] getArray()
+ {
+ return (double[]) array.clone();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the indexed array property.
+ @param i the index whose value to set
+ @param value the new value for the given index
+ */
+ public void setArray(int i, double value)
+ {
+ if (0 <= i && i < array.length)
+ {
+ model.setValue(i, value);
+ elementList.setSelectedIndex(i);
+ valueField.setText("" + value);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the indexed array property.
+ @param i the index whose value to get
+ @return the value at the given index
+ */
+ public double getArray(int i)
+ {
+ if (0 <= i && i < array.length) return array[i];
+ return 0;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Resizes an array
+ @param a the array to grow
+ @param newLength the new length
+ @return an array with the given length and the same
+ elements as a in the common positions
+ */
+ private static Object arrayGrow(Object a, int newLength)
+ {
+ Class cl = a.getClass();
+ if (!cl.isArray()) return null;
+ Class componentType = a.getClass().getComponentType();
+ int length = Array.getLength(a);
+
+ Object newArray = Array.newInstance(componentType, newLength);
+ System.arraycopy(a, 0, newArray, 0, Math.min(length, newLength));
+ return newArray;
+ }
+
+ private PropertyEditorSupport editor;
+ private double[] array;
+ private NumberFormat fmt = NumberFormat.getNumberInstance();
+ private JTextField sizeField = new JTextField(4);
+ private JTextField valueField = new JTextField(12);
+ private JButton sizeButton = new JButton("Resize");
+ private JButton valueButton = new JButton("Change");
+ private JList elementList = new JList();
+ private DoubleArrayListModel model = new DoubleArrayListModel();
+}
+
+/**
+ The list model for the element list in the editor.
+*/
+class DoubleArrayListModel extends AbstractListModel
+{
+ public int getSize() { return array.length; }
+ public Object getElementAt(int i) { return "[" + i + "] " + array[i]; }
+
+ /**
+ Sets a new array to be displayed in the list.
+ @param a the new array
+ */
+ public void setArray(double[] a)
+ {
+ int oldLength = array == null ? 0 : array.length;
+ array = a;
+ int newLength = array == null ? 0 : array.length;
+ if (oldLength > 0) fireIntervalRemoved(this, 0, oldLength);
+ if (newLength > 0) fireIntervalAdded(this, 0, newLength);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Changes a value in the array to be displayed in the list.
+ @param i the index whose value to change
+ @param value the new value for the given index
+ */
+ public void setValue(int i, double value)
+ {
+ array[i] = value;
+ fireContentsChanged(this, i, i);
+ }
+
+ private double[] array;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/GBC.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/GBC.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9a11eac
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/GBC.java
@@ -0,0 +1,129 @@
+/*
+GBC - A convenience class to tame the GridBagLayout
+
+Copyright (C) 2002 Cay S. Horstmann (http://horstmann.com)
+
+This program is free software; you can redistribute it and/or modify
+it under the terms of the GNU General Public License as published by
+the Free Software Foundation; either version 2 of the License, or
+(at your option) any later version.
+
+This program is distributed in the hope that it will be useful,
+but WITHOUT ANY WARRANTY; without even the implied warranty of
+MERCHANTABILITY or FITNESS FOR A PARTICULAR PURPOSE. See the
+GNU General Public License for more details.
+
+You should have received a copy of the GNU General Public License
+along with this program; if not, write to the Free Software
+Foundation, Inc., 59 Temple Place, Suite 330, Boston, MA 02111-1307 USA
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+
+/**
+ This class simplifies the use of the GridBagConstraints
+ class.
+*/
+public class GBC extends GridBagConstraints
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a GBC with a given gridx and gridy position and
+ all other grid bag constraint values set to the default.
+ @param gridx the gridx position
+ @param gridy the gridy position
+ */
+ public GBC(int gridx, int gridy)
+ {
+ this.gridx = gridx;
+ this.gridy = gridy;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Constructs a GBC with given gridx, gridy, gridwidth, gridheight
+ and all other grid bag constraint values set to the default.
+ @param gridx the gridx position
+ @param gridy the gridy position
+ @param gridwidth the cell span in x-direction
+ @param gridheight the cell span in y-direction
+ */
+ public GBC(int gridx, int gridy, int gridwidth, int gridheight)
+ {
+ this.gridx = gridx;
+ this.gridy = gridy;
+ this.gridwidth = gridwidth;
+ this.gridheight = gridheight;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the anchor.
+ @param anchor the anchor value
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setAnchor(int anchor)
+ {
+ this.anchor = anchor;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the fill direction.
+ @param fill the fill direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setFill(int fill)
+ {
+ this.fill = fill;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the cell weights.
+ @param weightx the cell weight in x-direction
+ @param weighty the cell weight in y-direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setWeight(double weightx, double weighty)
+ {
+ this.weightx = weightx;
+ this.weighty = weighty;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the insets of this cell.
+ @param distance the spacing to use in all directions
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setInsets(int distance)
+ {
+ this.insets = new Insets(distance, distance, distance, distance);
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the insets of this cell.
+ @param top the spacing to use on top
+ @param left the spacing to use to the left
+ @param bottom the spacing to use on the bottom
+ @param right the spacing to use to the right
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setInsets(int top, int left, int bottom, int right)
+ {
+ this.insets = new Insets(top, left, bottom, right);
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the internal padding
+ @param ipadx the internal padding in x-direction
+ @param ipady the internal padding in y-direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setIpad(int ipadx, int ipady)
+ {
+ this.ipadx = ipadx;
+ this.ipady = ipady;
+ return this;
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/InverseEditor.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/InverseEditor.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9154604
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/InverseEditor.java
@@ -0,0 +1,43 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.21 2004-08-30
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.font.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.beans.*;
+
+/**
+ The property editor for the inverse property of the ChartBean.
+ The inverse property toggles between colored graph bars
+ and colored background.
+*/
+public class InverseEditor extends PropertyEditorSupport
+{
+ public Component getCustomEditor() { return new InverseEditorPanel(this); }
+ public boolean supportsCustomEditor() { return true; }
+ public boolean isPaintable() { return true; }
+ public String getAsText() { return null; }
+ public String getJavaInitializationString() { return "" + getValue(); }
+
+ public void paintValue(Graphics g, Rectangle box)
+ {
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+ boolean isInverse = (Boolean) getValue();
+ String s = isInverse ? "Inverse" : "Normal";
+ g2.setPaint(isInverse ? Color.black : Color.white);
+ g2.fill(box);
+ g2.setPaint(isInverse ? Color.white : Color.black);
+ FontRenderContext context = g2.getFontRenderContext();
+ Rectangle2D stringBounds = g2.getFont().getStringBounds(s, context);
+ double w = stringBounds.getWidth();
+ double x = box.x;
+ if (w < box.width) x += (box.width - w) / 2;
+ double ascent = -stringBounds.getY();
+ double y = box.y + (box.height - stringBounds.getHeight()) / 2 + ascent;
+ g2.drawString(s, (float) x, (float) y);
+ }
+}
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/InverseEditorPanel.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/InverseEditorPanel.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..3ff780d
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/InverseEditorPanel.java
@@ -0,0 +1,50 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.22 2004-08-30
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.text.*;
+import java.lang.reflect.*;
+import java.beans.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ The panel for setting the inverse property. It contains
+ radio buttons to toggle between normal and inverse coloring.
+*/
+public class InverseEditorPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public InverseEditorPanel(PropertyEditorSupport ed)
+ {
+ editor = ed;
+ ButtonGroup g = new ButtonGroup();
+ boolean isInverse = (Boolean) editor.getValue();
+ normal = new JRadioButton("Normal", !isInverse);
+ inverse = new JRadioButton("Inverse", isInverse);
+
+ g.add(normal);
+ g.add(inverse);
+ add(normal);
+ add(inverse);
+
+ ActionListener buttonListener =
+ new ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ editor.setValue(
+ new Boolean(inverse.isSelected()));
+ editor.firePropertyChange();
+ }
+ };
+
+ normal.addActionListener(buttonListener);
+ inverse.addActionListener(buttonListener);
+ }
+
+ private JRadioButton normal;
+ private JRadioButton inverse;
+ private PropertyEditorSupport editor;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/Property.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/Property.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..d6f8803
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/Property.java
@@ -0,0 +1,9 @@
+import java.lang.annotation.*;
+
+@Documented
+@Target(ElementType.METHOD)
+@Retention(RetentionPolicy.SOURCE)
+public @interface Property
+{
+ String editor() default "";
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/TitlePositionEditor.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/TitlePositionEditor.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..47584b4
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch13/Property/TitlePositionEditor.java
@@ -0,0 +1,38 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.11 2004-08-30
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.beans.*;
+
+/**
+ A custom editor for the titlePosition property of the
+ ChartBean. The editor lets the user choose between
+ Left, Center, and Right
+*/
+public class TitlePositionEditor
+ extends PropertyEditorSupport
+{
+ public String[] getTags() { return options; }
+ private String[] options = { "Left", "Center", "Right" };
+ public String getJavaInitializationString() { return "" + getValue(); }
+
+ public String getAsText()
+ {
+ int value = (Integer) getValue();
+ return options[value];
+ }
+
+ public void setAsText(String s)
+ {
+ for (int i = 0; i < options.length; i++)
+ {
+ if (options[i].equals(s))
+ {
+ setValue(new Integer(i));
+ return;
+ }
+ }
+ }
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/CircularArrayQueueTest/CircularArrayQueueTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/CircularArrayQueueTest/CircularArrayQueueTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..cb0a432
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/CircularArrayQueueTest/CircularArrayQueueTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,115 @@
+import java.util.*;
+
+public class CircularArrayQueueTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ Queue q = new CircularArrayQueue(5);
+ q.add("Amy");
+ q.add("Bob");
+ q.add("Carl");
+ q.add("Deedee");
+ q.add("Emile");
+ q.remove();
+ q.add("Fifi");
+ q.remove();
+ for (String s : q) System.out.println(s);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A first-in, first-out bounded collection.
+*/
+class CircularArrayQueue extends AbstractQueue
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs an empty queue.
+ @param capacity the maximum capacity of the queue
+ */
+ public CircularArrayQueue(int capacity)
+ {
+ elements = (E[]) new Object[capacity];
+ count = 0;
+ head = 0;
+ tail = 0;
+ }
+
+ public boolean offer(E newElement)
+ {
+ assert newElement != null;
+ if (count < elements.length)
+ {
+ elements[tail] = newElement;
+ tail = (tail + 1) % elements.length;
+ count++;
+ modcount++;
+ return true;
+ }
+ else
+ return false;
+ }
+
+ public E poll()
+ {
+ if (count == 0) return null;
+ E r = elements[head];
+ head = (head + 1) % elements.length;
+ count--;
+ modcount++;
+ return r;
+ }
+
+ public E peek()
+ {
+ if (count == 0) return null;
+ return elements[head];
+ }
+
+ public int size()
+ {
+ return count;
+ }
+
+ public Iterator iterator()
+ {
+ return new QueueIterator();
+
+ }
+
+ private class QueueIterator implements Iterator
+ {
+ public QueueIterator()
+ {
+ modcountAtConstruction = modcount;
+ }
+
+ public E next()
+ {
+ if (!hasNext()) throw new NoSuchElementException();
+ E r = elements[(head + offset) % elements.length];
+ offset++;
+ return r;
+ }
+
+ public boolean hasNext()
+ {
+ if (modcount != modcountAtConstruction)
+ throw new ConcurrentModificationException();
+ return offset < count;
+ }
+
+ public void remove()
+ {
+ throw new UnsupportedOperationException();
+ }
+
+ private int offset;
+ private int modcountAtConstruction;
+ }
+
+ private E[] elements;
+ private int head;
+ private int tail;
+ private int count;
+ private int modcount;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/DirStack/DirStack.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/DirStack/DirStack.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..db1bc57
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/DirStack/DirStack.java
@@ -0,0 +1,36 @@
+/**
+ * @version 1.10 1999-07-07
+ * @author Cay Horstmann
+ */
+
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+
+public class DirStack
+{ public static void main(String[] args)
+ { Stack directoryStack = new Stack();
+ File root = new File(File.separator + ".");
+ directoryStack.push(root);
+ while (directoryStack.size() > 0)
+ { File currentDirectory = (File)directoryStack.pop();
+ System.out.println(currentDirectory);
+ String[] subdirectories = currentDirectory.list();
+ if (subdirectories != null)
+ { for (int i = 0; i < subdirectories.length; i++)
+ { try
+ { String fname
+ = currentDirectory.getCanonicalPath()
+ + File.separator + subdirectories[i];
+ File f = new File(fname);
+
+ if (f.isDirectory())
+ directoryStack.push(f);
+ }
+ catch(IOException e)
+ { System.out.println(e);
+ }
+ }
+ }
+ }
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/LinkedListTest/LinkedListTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/LinkedListTest/LinkedListTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..a96c0f0
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/LinkedListTest/LinkedListTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,62 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 2004-08-02
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates operations on linked lists.
+*/
+public class LinkedListTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ List a = new LinkedList();
+ a.add("Amy");
+ a.add("Carl");
+ a.add("Erica");
+
+ List b = new LinkedList();
+ b.add("Bob");
+ b.add("Doug");
+ b.add("Frances");
+ b.add("Gloria");
+
+ // merge the words from b into a
+
+ ListIterator aIter = a.listIterator();
+ Iterator bIter = b.iterator();
+
+ while (bIter.hasNext())
+ {
+ if (aIter.hasNext()) aIter.next();
+ aIter.add(bIter.next());
+ }
+
+ System.out.println(a);
+
+ // remove every second word from b
+
+ bIter = b.iterator();
+ while (bIter.hasNext())
+ {
+ bIter.next(); // skip one element
+ if (bIter.hasNext())
+ {
+ bIter.next(); // skip next element
+ bIter.remove(); // remove that element
+ }
+ }
+
+ System.out.println(b);
+
+ // bulk operation: remove all words in b from a
+
+ a.removeAll(b);
+
+ System.out.println(a);
+ }
+}
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/MapTest/MapTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/MapTest/MapTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..ab8a34b
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/MapTest/MapTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,71 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 2004-08-02
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates the use of a map with key type
+ String and value type Employee.
+*/
+public class MapTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ Map staff = new HashMap();
+ staff.put("144-25-5464", new Employee("Amy Lee"));
+ staff.put("567-24-2546", new Employee("Harry Hacker"));
+ staff.put("157-62-7935", new Employee("Gary Cooper"));
+ staff.put("456-62-5527", new Employee("Francesca Cruz"));
+
+ // print all entries
+
+ System.out.println(staff);
+
+ // remove an entry
+
+ staff.remove("567-24-2546");
+
+ // replace an entry
+
+ staff.put("456-62-5527", new Employee("Francesca Miller"));
+
+ // look up a value
+
+ System.out.println(staff.get("157-62-7935"));
+
+ // iterate through all entries
+
+ for (Map.Entry entry : staff.entrySet())
+ {
+ String key = entry.getKey();
+ Employee value = entry.getValue();
+ System.out.println("key=" + key + ", value=" + value);
+ }
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A minimalist employee class for testing purposes.
+*/
+class Employee
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs an employee with $0 salary.
+ @param n the employee name
+ */
+ public Employee(String n)
+ {
+ name = n;
+ salary = 0;
+ }
+
+ public String toString()
+ {
+ return "[name=" + name + ", salary=" + salary + "]";
+ }
+
+ private String name;
+ private double salary;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/PriorityQueueTest/PriorityQueueTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/PriorityQueueTest/PriorityQueueTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..816cfa9
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/PriorityQueueTest/PriorityQueueTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,28 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 2004-08-03
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates the use of a priority queue.
+*/
+public class PriorityQueueTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ PriorityQueue pq = new PriorityQueue();
+ pq.add(new GregorianCalendar(1906, Calendar.DECEMBER, 9)); // G. Hopper
+ pq.add(new GregorianCalendar(1815, Calendar.DECEMBER, 10)); // A. Lovelace
+ pq.add(new GregorianCalendar(1903, Calendar.DECEMBER, 3)); // J. von Neumann
+ pq.add(new GregorianCalendar(1910, Calendar.JUNE, 22)); // K. Zuse
+
+ System.out.println("Iterating over elements...");
+ for (GregorianCalendar date : pq)
+ System.out.println(date.get(Calendar.YEAR));
+ System.out.println("Removing elements...");
+ while (!pq.isEmpty())
+ System.out.println(pq.remove().get(Calendar.YEAR));
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/SetTest/SetTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/SetTest/SetTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..4b86f68
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/SetTest/SetTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,35 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 2003-08-02
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+
+/**
+ This program uses a set to print all unique words in
+ System.in.
+*/
+public class SetTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ Set words = new HashSet(); // HashSet implements Set
+ long totalTime = 0;
+
+ Scanner in = new Scanner(System.in);
+ while (in.hasNext())
+ {
+ String word = in.next();
+ long callTime = System.currentTimeMillis();
+ words.add(word);
+ callTime = System.currentTimeMillis() - callTime;
+ totalTime += callTime;
+ }
+
+ Iterator iter = words.iterator();
+ for (int i = 1; i <= 20; i++)
+ System.out.println(iter.next());
+ System.out.println(". . .");
+ System.out.println(words.size() + " distinct words. " + totalTime + " milliseconds.");
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/ShuffleTest/ShuffleTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/ShuffleTest/ShuffleTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..05c76ff
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/ShuffleTest/ShuffleTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,23 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 2004-08-02
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates the random shuffle and sort algorithms.
+*/
+public class ShuffleTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ List numbers = new ArrayList();
+ for (int i = 1; i <= 49; i++)
+ numbers.add(i);
+ Collections.shuffle(numbers);
+ List winningCombination = numbers.subList(0, 6);
+ Collections.sort(winningCombination);
+ System.out.println(winningCombination);
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/Sieve/Sieve.cpp b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/Sieve/Sieve.cpp
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..1833870
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/Sieve/Sieve.cpp
@@ -0,0 +1,52 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.21 2004-08-03
+ author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+#include
+#include
+#include
+
+using namespace std;
+
+int main()
+{
+ const int N = 2000000;
+ clock_t cstart = clock();
+
+ bitset b;
+ int count = 0;
+ int i;
+ for (i = 2; i <= N; i++)
+ b.set(i);
+ i = 2;
+ while (i * i <= N)
+ {
+ if (b.test(i))
+ {
+ count++;
+ int k = 2 * i;
+ while (k <= N)
+ {
+ b.reset(k);
+ k += i;
+ }
+ }
+ i++;
+ }
+ while (i <= N)
+ {
+ if (b.test(i))
+ count++;
+ i++;
+ }
+
+ clock_t cend = clock();
+ double millis = 1000.0
+ * (cend - cstart) / CLOCKS_PER_SEC;
+
+ cout << count << " primes\n"
+ << millis << " milliseconds\n";
+
+ return 0;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/Sieve/Sieve.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/Sieve/Sieve.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9f8b3de
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/Sieve/Sieve.java
@@ -0,0 +1,49 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.21 2004-08-03
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+
+/**
+ This program runs the Sieve of Erathostenes benchmark.
+ It computes all primes up to 2,000,000.
+*/
+public class Sieve
+{
+ public static void main(String[] s)
+ {
+ int n = 2000000;
+ long start = System.currentTimeMillis();
+ BitSet b = new BitSet(n + 1);
+ int count = 0;
+ int i;
+ for (i = 2; i <= n; i++)
+ b.set(i);
+ i = 2;
+ while (i * i <= n)
+ {
+ if (b.get(i))
+ {
+ count++;
+ int k = 2 * i;
+ while (k <= n)
+ {
+ b.clear(k);
+ k += i;
+ }
+ }
+ i++;
+ }
+ while (i <= n)
+ {
+ if (b.get(i))
+ count++;
+ i++;
+ }
+ long end = System.currentTimeMillis();
+ System.out.println(count + " primes");
+ System.out.println((end - start) + " milliseconds");
+ }
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/Sieve/Sieve2.cpp b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/Sieve/Sieve2.cpp
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..10e43b9
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/Sieve/Sieve2.cpp
@@ -0,0 +1,69 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.21 2004-08-03
+ author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+/**
+ This program runs the Sieve of Erathostenes benchmark,
+ using a handwritten BitSet class instead of the library class.
+ It computes all primes up to 2,000,000.
+*/
+
+#include
+#include
+
+using namespace std;
+
+template
+class bitset
+{
+public:
+ bitset() : bits(new char[(N - 1) / 8 + 1]) {}
+ bool test(int n) { return (bits[n >> 3] & (1 << (n & 7))) != 0; }
+ void set(int n) { bits[n >> 3] |= 1 << (n & 7); }
+ void reset(int n) { bits[n >> 3] &= ~(1 << (n & 7)); }
+private:
+ char* bits;
+};
+
+int main()
+{
+ const int N = 2000000;
+ clock_t cstart = clock();
+
+ bitset b;
+ int count = 0;
+ int i;
+ for (i = 2; i <= N; i++)
+ b.set(i);
+ i = 2;
+ while (i * i <= N)
+ {
+ if (b.test(i))
+ {
+ count++;
+ int k = 2 * i;
+ while (k <= N)
+ {
+ b.reset(k);
+ k += i;
+ }
+ }
+ i++;
+ }
+ while (i <= N)
+ {
+ if (b.test(i))
+ count++;
+ i++;
+ }
+
+ clock_t cend = clock();
+ double millis = 1000.0
+ * (cend - cstart) / CLOCKS_PER_SEC;
+
+ cout << count << " primes\n"
+ << millis << " milliseconds\n";
+
+ return 0;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/Sieve/Sieve2.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/Sieve/Sieve2.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..20e461b
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/Sieve/Sieve2.java
@@ -0,0 +1,59 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.0 2004-08-03
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+/**
+ This program runs the Sieve of Erathostenes benchmark,
+ using a handwritten BitSet class instead of the library class.
+ It computes all primes up to 2,000,000.
+*/
+public class Sieve2
+{
+ public static void main(String[] s)
+ {
+ int n = 2000000;
+ long start = System.currentTimeMillis();
+ BitSet b = new BitSet(n + 1);
+ int count = 0;
+ int i;
+ for (i = 2; i <= n; i++)
+ b.set(i);
+ i = 2;
+ while (i * i <= n)
+ {
+ if (b.get(i))
+ {
+ count++;
+ int k = 2 * i;
+ while (k <= n)
+ {
+ b.clear(k);
+ k += i;
+ }
+ }
+ i++;
+ }
+ while (i <= n)
+ {
+ if (b.get(i))
+ count++;
+ i++;
+ }
+ long end = System.currentTimeMillis();
+ System.out.println(count + " primes");
+ System.out.println((end - start) + " milliseconds");
+ }
+}
+
+class BitSet
+{
+ public BitSet(int N) { bits = new char[(N - 1) / 8 + 1]; }
+ public boolean get(int n) { return (bits[n >> 3] & (1 << (n & 7))) != 0; }
+ public void set(int n) { bits[n >> 3] |= 1 << (n & 7); }
+ public void clear(int n) { bits[n >> 3] &= ~(1 << (n & 7)); }
+
+ private char[] bits;
+};
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/SystemInfo/SystemInfo.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/SystemInfo/SystemInfo.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..04a152d
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/SystemInfo/SystemInfo.java
@@ -0,0 +1,19 @@
+import java.util.*;
+
+/**
+ This program prints out all system properties.
+*/
+public class SystemInfo
+{
+ public static void main(String args[])
+ {
+ Properties systemProperties = System.getProperties();
+ Enumeration enum = systemProperties.propertyNames();
+ while (enum.hasMoreElements())
+ {
+ String key = (String)enum.nextElement();
+ System.out.println(key + "=" +
+ systemProperties.getProperty(key));
+ }
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/TreeSetTest/TreeSetTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/TreeSetTest/TreeSetTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..5547512
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch2/TreeSetTest/TreeSetTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,92 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 2004-08-02
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+
+/**
+ This program sorts a set of item by comparing
+ their descriptions.
+*/
+public class TreeSetTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ SortedSet- parts = new TreeSet
- ();
+ parts.add(new Item("Toaster", 1234));
+ parts.add(new Item("Widget", 4562));
+ parts.add(new Item("Modem", 9912));
+ System.out.println(parts);
+
+ SortedSet
- sortByDescription = new TreeSet
- (new
+ Comparator
- ()
+ {
+ public int compare(Item a, Item b)
+ {
+ String descrA = a.getDescription();
+ String descrB = b.getDescription();
+ return descrA.compareTo(descrB);
+ }
+ });
+
+ sortByDescription.addAll(parts);
+ System.out.println(sortByDescription);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ An item with a description and a part number.
+*/
+class Item implements Comparable
-
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs an item.
+ @param aDescription the item's description
+ @param aPartNumber the item's part number
+ */
+ public Item(String aDescription, int aPartNumber)
+ {
+ description = aDescription;
+ partNumber = aPartNumber;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the description of this item.
+ @return the description
+ */
+ public String getDescription()
+ {
+ return description;
+ }
+
+ public String toString()
+ {
+ return "[descripion=" + description
+ + ", partNumber=" + partNumber + "]";
+ }
+
+ public boolean equals(Object otherObject)
+ {
+ if (this == otherObject) return true;
+ if (otherObject == null) return false;
+ if (getClass() != otherObject.getClass()) return false;
+ Item other = (Item) otherObject;
+ return description.equals(other.description)
+ && partNumber == other.partNumber;
+ }
+
+ public int hashCode()
+ {
+ return 13 * description.hashCode() + 17 * partNumber;
+ }
+
+ public int compareTo(Item other)
+ {
+ return partNumber - other.partNumber;
+ }
+
+ private String description;
+ private int partNumber;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/EchoServer/EchoServer.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/EchoServer/EchoServer.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..cca3328
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/EchoServer/EchoServer.java
@@ -0,0 +1,57 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.20 2004-08-03
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.io.*;
+import java.net.*;
+import java.util.*;
+
+/**
+ This program implements a simple server that listens to port 8189 and echoes back all
+ client input.
+*/
+public class EchoServer
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args )
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ // establish server socket
+ ServerSocket s = new ServerSocket(8189);
+
+ // wait for client connection
+ Socket incoming = s.accept( );
+ try
+ {
+ InputStream inStream = incoming.getInputStream();
+ OutputStream outStream = incoming.getOutputStream();
+
+ Scanner in = new Scanner(inStream);
+ PrintWriter out = new PrintWriter(outStream, true /* autoFlush */);
+
+ out.println( "Hello! Enter BYE to exit." );
+
+ // echo client input
+ boolean done = false;
+ while (!done && in.hasNextLine())
+ {
+ String line = in.nextLine();
+ out.println("Echo: " + line);
+ if (line.trim().equals("BYE"))
+ done = true;
+ }
+ }
+ finally
+ {
+ incoming.close();
+ }
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+}
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/InetAddressTest/InetAddressTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/InetAddressTest/InetAddressTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..e1f7562
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/InetAddressTest/InetAddressTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,38 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.01 2001-06-26
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.net.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates the InetAddress class.
+ Supply a host name as command line argument, or run
+ without command line arguments to see the address of the
+ local host.
+*/
+public class InetAddressTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ if (args.length > 0)
+ {
+ String host = args[0];
+ InetAddress[] addresses = InetAddress.getAllByName(host);
+ for (InetAddress a : addresses)
+ System.out.println(a);
+ }
+ else
+ {
+ InetAddress localHostAddress = InetAddress.getLocalHost();
+ System.out.println(localHostAddress);
+ }
+ }
+ catch (Exception e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/InterruptibleSocketTest/InterruptibleSocketTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/InterruptibleSocketTest/InterruptibleSocketTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9bba1e8
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/InterruptibleSocketTest/InterruptibleSocketTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,198 @@
+ /**
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+ @version 1.0 2004-08-03
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import java.net.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.nio.channels.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program shows how to interrupt a socket channel.
+*/
+public class InterruptibleSocketTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new InterruptibleSocketFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+class InterruptibleSocketFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public InterruptibleSocketFrame()
+ {
+ setSize(WIDTH, HEIGHT);
+ setTitle("InterruptibleSocketTest");
+
+ JPanel northPanel = new JPanel();
+ add(northPanel, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+
+ messages = new JTextArea();
+ add(new JScrollPane(messages));
+
+ busyBox = new JCheckBox("Busy");
+ northPanel.add(busyBox);
+
+ startButton = new JButton("Start");
+ northPanel.add(startButton);
+ startButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ startButton.setEnabled(false);
+ cancelButton.setEnabled(true);
+ connectThread = new Thread(new
+ Runnable()
+ {
+ public void run()
+ {
+ connect();
+ }
+ });
+ connectThread.start();
+ }
+ });
+
+ cancelButton = new JButton("Cancel");
+ cancelButton.setEnabled(false);
+ northPanel.add(cancelButton);
+ cancelButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ connectThread.interrupt();
+ startButton.setEnabled(true);
+ cancelButton.setEnabled(false);
+ }
+ });
+ server = new TestServer();
+ new Thread(server).start();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Connects to the test server.
+ */
+ public void connect()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ SocketChannel channel = SocketChannel.open(new InetSocketAddress("localhost", 8189));
+ try
+ {
+ in = new Scanner(channel);
+ while (true)
+ {
+ if (in.hasNextLine())
+ {
+ String line = in.nextLine();
+ messages.append(line);
+ messages.append("\n");
+ }
+ else Thread.sleep(100);
+ }
+ }
+ finally
+ {
+ channel.close();
+ messages.append("Socket closed\n");
+ }
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ messages.append("\nInterruptibleSocketTest.connect: " + e);
+ }
+ catch (InterruptedException e)
+ {
+ messages.append("\nInterruptibleSocketTest.connect: " + e);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ A multithreaded server that listens to port 8189 and sends random numbers to the client.
+ */
+ class TestServer implements Runnable
+ {
+ public void run()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ int i = 1;
+ ServerSocket s = new ServerSocket(8189);
+
+ while (true)
+ {
+ Socket incoming = s.accept();
+ Runnable r = new RandomNumberHandler(incoming);
+ Thread t = new Thread(r);
+ t.start();
+ }
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ messages.append("\nTestServer.run: " + e);
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ This class handles the client input for one server socket connection.
+ */
+ class RandomNumberHandler implements Runnable
+ {
+ /**
+ Constructs a handler.
+ @param i the incoming socket
+ */
+ public RandomNumberHandler(Socket i)
+ {
+ incoming = i;
+ }
+
+ public void run()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ OutputStream outStream = incoming.getOutputStream();
+ PrintWriter out = new PrintWriter(outStream, true /* autoFlush */);
+ Random generator = new Random();
+ while (true)
+ {
+ if (!busyBox.isSelected()) out.println(generator.nextInt());
+ Thread.sleep(100);
+ }
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ messages.append("\nRandomNumberHandler.run: " + e);
+ }
+ catch (InterruptedException e)
+ {
+ messages.append("\nRandomNumberHandler.run: " + e);
+ }
+ }
+
+ private Socket incoming;
+ }
+
+ private Scanner in;
+ private PrintWriter out;
+ private JButton startButton;
+ private JButton cancelButton;
+ private JCheckBox busyBox;
+ private JTextArea messages;
+ private TestServer server;
+ private Thread connectThread;
+
+ public static final int WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int HEIGHT = 300;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/MailTest/GBC.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/MailTest/GBC.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9a11eac
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/MailTest/GBC.java
@@ -0,0 +1,129 @@
+/*
+GBC - A convenience class to tame the GridBagLayout
+
+Copyright (C) 2002 Cay S. Horstmann (http://horstmann.com)
+
+This program is free software; you can redistribute it and/or modify
+it under the terms of the GNU General Public License as published by
+the Free Software Foundation; either version 2 of the License, or
+(at your option) any later version.
+
+This program is distributed in the hope that it will be useful,
+but WITHOUT ANY WARRANTY; without even the implied warranty of
+MERCHANTABILITY or FITNESS FOR A PARTICULAR PURPOSE. See the
+GNU General Public License for more details.
+
+You should have received a copy of the GNU General Public License
+along with this program; if not, write to the Free Software
+Foundation, Inc., 59 Temple Place, Suite 330, Boston, MA 02111-1307 USA
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+
+/**
+ This class simplifies the use of the GridBagConstraints
+ class.
+*/
+public class GBC extends GridBagConstraints
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a GBC with a given gridx and gridy position and
+ all other grid bag constraint values set to the default.
+ @param gridx the gridx position
+ @param gridy the gridy position
+ */
+ public GBC(int gridx, int gridy)
+ {
+ this.gridx = gridx;
+ this.gridy = gridy;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Constructs a GBC with given gridx, gridy, gridwidth, gridheight
+ and all other grid bag constraint values set to the default.
+ @param gridx the gridx position
+ @param gridy the gridy position
+ @param gridwidth the cell span in x-direction
+ @param gridheight the cell span in y-direction
+ */
+ public GBC(int gridx, int gridy, int gridwidth, int gridheight)
+ {
+ this.gridx = gridx;
+ this.gridy = gridy;
+ this.gridwidth = gridwidth;
+ this.gridheight = gridheight;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the anchor.
+ @param anchor the anchor value
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setAnchor(int anchor)
+ {
+ this.anchor = anchor;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the fill direction.
+ @param fill the fill direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setFill(int fill)
+ {
+ this.fill = fill;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the cell weights.
+ @param weightx the cell weight in x-direction
+ @param weighty the cell weight in y-direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setWeight(double weightx, double weighty)
+ {
+ this.weightx = weightx;
+ this.weighty = weighty;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the insets of this cell.
+ @param distance the spacing to use in all directions
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setInsets(int distance)
+ {
+ this.insets = new Insets(distance, distance, distance, distance);
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the insets of this cell.
+ @param top the spacing to use on top
+ @param left the spacing to use to the left
+ @param bottom the spacing to use on the bottom
+ @param right the spacing to use to the right
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setInsets(int top, int left, int bottom, int right)
+ {
+ this.insets = new Insets(top, left, bottom, right);
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the internal padding
+ @param ipadx the internal padding in x-direction
+ @param ipady the internal padding in y-direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setIpad(int ipadx, int ipady)
+ {
+ this.ipadx = ipadx;
+ this.ipady = ipady;
+ return this;
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/MailTest/MailTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/MailTest/MailTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..7a1a181
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/MailTest/MailTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,160 @@
+ /**
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+ @version 1.10 2004-08-03
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import java.net.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program shows how to use sockets to send plain text
+ mail messages.
+*/
+public class MailTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new MailTestFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ The frame for the mail GUI.
+*/
+class MailTestFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public MailTestFrame()
+ {
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+ setTitle("MailTest");
+
+ setLayout(new GridBagLayout());
+
+ // we use the GBC convenience class of Core Java Volume 1 Chapter 9
+ add(new JLabel("From:"), new GBC(0, 0).setFill(GBC.HORIZONTAL));
+
+ from = new JTextField(20);
+ add(from, new GBC(1, 0).setFill(GBC.HORIZONTAL).setWeight(100, 0));
+
+ add(new JLabel("To:"), new GBC(0, 1).setFill(GBC.HORIZONTAL));
+
+ to = new JTextField(20);
+ add(to, new GBC(1, 1).setFill(GBC.HORIZONTAL).setWeight(100, 0));
+
+ add(new JLabel("SMTP server:"), new GBC(0, 2).setFill(GBC.HORIZONTAL));
+
+ smtpServer = new JTextField(20);
+ add(smtpServer, new GBC(1, 2).setFill(GBC.HORIZONTAL).setWeight(100, 0));
+
+ message = new JTextArea();
+ add(new JScrollPane(message), new GBC(0, 3, 2, 1).setFill(GBC.BOTH).setWeight(100, 100));
+
+ comm = new JTextArea();
+ add(new JScrollPane(comm), new GBC(0, 4, 2, 1).setFill(GBC.BOTH).setWeight(100, 100));
+
+ JPanel buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+ add(buttonPanel, new GBC(0, 5, 2, 1));
+
+ JButton sendButton = new JButton("Send");
+ buttonPanel.add(sendButton);
+ sendButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ new Thread(new
+ Runnable()
+ {
+ public void run()
+ {
+ comm.setText("");
+ sendMail();
+ }
+ }).start();
+ }
+ });
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sends the mail message that has been authored in the GUI.
+ */
+ public void sendMail()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ Socket s = new Socket(smtpServer.getText(), 25);
+
+ InputStream inStream = s.getInputStream();
+ OutputStream outStream = s.getOutputStream();
+
+ in = new Scanner(inStream);
+ out = new PrintWriter(outStream, true /* autoFlush */);
+
+ String hostName = InetAddress.getLocalHost().getHostName();
+
+ receive();
+ send("HELO " + hostName);
+ receive();
+ send("MAIL FROM: <" + from.getText() + ">");
+ receive();
+ send("RCPT TO: <" + to.getText() + ">");
+ receive();
+ send("DATA");
+ receive();
+ send(message.getText());
+ send(".");
+ receive();
+ s.close();
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ comm.append("Error: " + e);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sends a string to the socket and echoes it in the
+ comm text area.
+ @param s the string to send.
+ */
+ public void send(String s) throws IOException
+ {
+ comm.append(s);
+ comm.append("\n");
+ out.print(s.replaceAll("\n", "\r\n"));
+ out.print("\r\n");
+ out.flush();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Receives a string from the socket and displays it
+ in the comm text area.
+ */
+ public void receive() throws IOException
+ {
+ if (in.hasNextLine());
+ {
+ String line = in.nextLine();
+ comm.append(line);
+ comm.append("\n");
+ }
+ }
+
+ private Scanner in;
+ private PrintWriter out;
+ private JTextField from;
+ private JTextField to;
+ private JTextField smtpServer;
+ private JTextArea message;
+ private JTextArea comm;
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/PostTest/PostTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/PostTest/PostTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..732fc8d
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/PostTest/PostTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,185 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 2004-08-04
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.io.*;
+import java.net.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates how to use the URLConnection class for a POST request.
+*/
+public class PostTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new PostTestFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+class PostTestFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ /**
+ Makes a POST request and returns the server response.
+ @param urlString the URL to post to
+ @param nameValuePairs a map of name/value pairs to supply in the request.
+ @return the server reply (either from the input stream or the error stream)
+ */
+ public static String doPost(String urlString, Map
nameValuePairs)
+ throws IOException
+ {
+ URL url = new URL(urlString);
+ URLConnection connection = url.openConnection();
+ connection.setDoOutput(true);
+
+ PrintWriter out = new PrintWriter(connection.getOutputStream());
+
+ boolean first = true;
+ for (Map.Entry pair : nameValuePairs.entrySet())
+ {
+ if (first) first = false;
+ else out.print('&');
+ String name = pair.getKey();
+ String value = pair.getValue();
+ out.print(name);
+ out.print('=');
+ out.print(URLEncoder.encode(value, "UTF-8"));
+ }
+
+ out.close();
+
+ Scanner in;
+ StringBuilder response = new StringBuilder();
+ try
+ {
+ in = new Scanner(connection.getInputStream());
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ if (!(connection instanceof HttpURLConnection)) throw e;
+ InputStream err
+ = ((HttpURLConnection)connection).getErrorStream();
+ if (err == null) throw e;
+ in = new Scanner(err);
+ }
+ while (in.hasNextLine())
+ {
+ response.append(in.nextLine());
+ response.append("\n");
+ }
+
+ in.close();
+ return response.toString();
+ }
+
+ public PostTestFrame()
+ {
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+ setTitle("PostTest");
+
+ JPanel northPanel = new JPanel();
+ add(northPanel, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+
+ final JComboBox combo = new JComboBox();
+ for (int i = 0; i < countries.length; i += 2)
+ combo.addItem(countries[i]);
+ northPanel.add(combo);
+
+ final JTextArea result = new JTextArea();
+ add(new JScrollPane(result));
+
+ JButton getButton = new JButton("Get");
+ northPanel.add(getButton);
+ getButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ new Thread(new
+ Runnable()
+ {
+ public void run()
+ {
+ final String SERVER_URL = "http://www.census.gov/cgi-bin/ipc/idbsprd";
+ result.setText("");
+ Map post = new HashMap();
+ post.put("tbl", "001");
+ post.put("cty", countries[2 * combo.getSelectedIndex() + 1]);
+ post.put("optyr", "latest checked");
+ try
+ {
+ result.setText(doPost(SERVER_URL, post));
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ result.setText("" + e);
+ }
+ }
+ }).start();
+ }
+ });
+ }
+
+ private static String[] countries = {
+ "Afghanistan", "AF", "Albania", "AL", "Algeria", "AG", "American Samoa", "AQ",
+ "Andorra", "AN", "Angola", "AO", "Anguilla", "AV", "Antigua and Barbuda", "AC",
+ "Argentina", "AR", "Armenia", "AM", "Aruba", "AA", "Australia", "AS", "Austria", "AU",
+ "Azerbaijan", "AJ", "Bahamas, The", "BF", "Bahrain", "BA", "Bangladesh", "BG",
+ "Barbados", "BB", "Belarus", "BO", "Belgium", "BE", "Belize", "BH", "Benin", "BN",
+ "Bermuda", "BD", "Bhutan", "BT", "Bolivia", "BL", "Bosnia and Herzegovina", "BK",
+ "Botswana", "BC", "Brazil", "BR", "Brunei", "BX", "Bulgaria", "BU", "Burkina Faso", "UV",
+ "Burma", "BM", "Burundi", "BY", "Cambodia", "CB", "Cameroon", "CM", "Canada", "CA",
+ "Cape Verde", "CV", "Cayman Islands", "CJ", "Central African Republic", "CT", "Chad", "CD",
+ "Chile", "CI", "China", "CH", "Colombia", "CO", "Comoros", "CN", "Congo (Brazzaville", "CF",
+ "Congo (Kinshasa)", "CG", "Cook Islands", "CW", "Costa Rica", "CS", "Cote d'Ivoire", "IV",
+ "Croatia", "HR", "Cuba", "CU", "Cyprus", "CY", "Czech Republic", "EZ", "Denmark", "DA",
+ "Djibouti", "DJ", "Dominica", "DO", "Dominican Republic", "DR", "East Timor", "TT",
+ "Ecuador", "EC", "Egypt", "EG", "El Salvador", "ES", "Equatorial Guinea", "EK",
+ "Eritrea", "ER", "Estonia", "EN", "Ethiopia", "ET", "Faroe Islands", "FO", "Fiji", "FJ",
+ "Finland", "FI", "France", "FR", "French Guiana", "FG", "French Polynesia", "FP",
+ "Gabon", "GB", "Gambia, The", "GA", "Gaza Strip", "GZ", "Georgia", "GG", "Germany", "GM",
+ "Ghana", "GH", "Gibraltar", "GI", "Greece", "GR", "Greenland", "GL", "Grenada", "GJ",
+ "Guadeloupe", "GP", "Guam", "GQ", "Guatemala", "GT", "Guernsey", "GK", "Guinea", "GV",
+ "Guinea-Bissau", "PU", "Guyana", "GY", "Haiti", "HA", "Honduras", "HO",
+ "Hong Kong S.A.R", "HK", "Hungary", "HU", "Iceland", "IC", "India", "IN", "Indonesia", "ID",
+ "Iran", "IR", "Iraq", "IZ", "Ireland", "EI", "Israel", "IS", "Italy", "IT", "Jamaica", "JM",
+ "Japan", "JA", "Jersey", "JE", "Jordan", "JO", "Kazakhstan", "KZ", "Kenya", "KE",
+ "Kiribati", "KR", "Korea, North", "KN", "Korea, South", "KS", "Kuwait", "KU",
+ "Kyrgyzstan", "KG", "Laos", "LA", "Latvia", "LG", "Lebanon", "LE", "Lesotho", "LT",
+ "Liberia", "LI", "Libya", "LY", "Liechtenstein", "LS", "Lithuania", "LH", "Luxembourg", "LU",
+ "Macau S.A.R", "MC", "Macedonia, The Former Yugo. Rep. of", "MK", "Madagascar", "MA",
+ "Malawi", "MI", "Malaysia", "MY", "Maldives", "MV", "Mali", "ML", "Malta", "MT",
+ "Man, Isle of", "IM", "Marshall Islands", "RM", "Martinique", "MB", "Mauritania", "MR",
+ "Mauritius", "MP", "Mayotte", "MF", "Mexico", "MX", "Micronesia, Federated States of", "FM",
+ "Moldova", "MD", "Monaco", "MN", "Mongolia", "MG", "Montserrat", "MH", "Morocco", "MO",
+ "Mozambique", "MZ", "Namibia", "WA", "Nauru", "NR", "Nepal", "NP", "Netherlands", "NL",
+ "Netherlands Antilles", "NT", "New Caledonia", "NC", "New Zealand", "NZ", "Nicaragua", "NU",
+ "Niger", "NG", "Nigeria", "NI", "Northern Mariana Islands", "CQ", "Norway", "NO",
+ "Oman", "MU", "Pakistan", "PK", "Palau", "PS", "Panama", "PM", "Papua New Guinea", "PP",
+ "Paraguay", "PA", "Peru", "PE", "Philippines", "RP", "Poland", "PL", "Portugal", "PO",
+ "Puerto Rico", "RQ", "Qatar", "QA", "Reunion", "RE", "Romania", "RO", "Russia", "RS",
+ "Rwanda", "RW", "Saint Helena", "SH", "Saint Kitts and Nevis", "SC", "Saint Lucia", "ST",
+ "Saint Pierre and Miquelon", "SB", "Saint Vincent and the Grenadines", "VC", "Samoa", "WS",
+ "San Marino", "SM", "Sao Tome and Principe", "TP", "Saudi Arabia", "SA", "Senegal", "SG",
+ "Serbia and Montenegro", "YI", "Seychelles", "SE", "Sierra Leone", "SL", "Singapore", "SN",
+ "Slovakia", "LO", "Slovenia", "SI", "Solomon Islands", "BP", "Somalia", "SO",
+ "South Africa", "SF", "Spain", "SP", "Sri Lanka", "CE", "Sudan", "SU", "Suriname", "NS",
+ "Swaziland", "WZ", "Sweden", "SW", "Switzerland", "SZ", "Syria", "SY", "Taiwan", "TW",
+ "Tajikistan", "TI", "Tanzania", "TZ", "Thailand", "TH", "Togo", "TO", "Tonga", "TN",
+ "Trinidad and Tobago", "TD", "Tunisia", "TS", "Turkey", "TU", "Turkmenistan", "TX",
+ "Turks and Caicos Islands", "TK", "Tuvalu", "TV", "Uganda", "UG", "Ukraine", "UP",
+ "United Arab Emirates", "TC", "United Kingdom", "UK", "United States", "US", "Uruguay", "UY",
+ "Uzbekistan", "UZ", "Vanuatu", "NH", "Venezuela", "VE", "Vietnam", "VM",
+ "Virgin Islands", "VQ", "Virgin Islands, British", "VI", "Wallis and Futuna", "WF",
+ "West Bank", "WE", "Western Sahara", "WI", "Yemen", "YM", "Zambia", "ZA", "Zimbabwe", "ZI"
+ };
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/PostTest/PostTest.properties b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/PostTest/PostTest.properties
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..8103b68
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/PostTest/PostTest.properties
@@ -0,0 +1,4 @@
+URL=http://www.census.gov/cgi-bin/ipc/idbsprd
+tbl=001
+cty=CH
+optyr=latest checked
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/SocketTest/SocketTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/SocketTest/SocketTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..e36c8c2
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/SocketTest/SocketTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,43 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.20 2004-08-03
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.io.*;
+import java.net.*;
+import java.util.*;
+
+/**
+ This program makes a socket connection to the atomic clock
+ in Boulder, Colorado, and prints the time that the
+ server sends.
+*/
+public class SocketTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ Socket s = new Socket("time-A.timefreq.bldrdoc.gov", 13);
+ try
+ {
+ InputStream inStream = s.getInputStream();
+ Scanner in = new Scanner(inStream);
+
+ while (in.hasNextLine())
+ {
+ String line = in.nextLine();
+ System.out.println(line);
+ }
+ }
+ finally
+ {
+ s.close();
+ }
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/ThreadedEchoServer/ThreadedEchoServer.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/ThreadedEchoServer/ThreadedEchoServer.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..ec05fbd
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/ThreadedEchoServer/ThreadedEchoServer.java
@@ -0,0 +1,93 @@
+/**
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+ @version 1.20 2004-08-03
+*/
+
+import java.io.*;
+import java.net.*;
+import java.util.*;
+
+/**
+ This program implements a multithreaded server that listens to port 8189 and echoes back
+ all client input.
+*/
+public class ThreadedEchoServer
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args )
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ int i = 1;
+ ServerSocket s = new ServerSocket(8189);
+
+ while (true)
+ {
+ Socket incoming = s.accept();
+ System.out.println("Spawning " + i);
+ Runnable r = new ThreadedEchoHandler(incoming, i);
+ Thread t = new Thread(r);
+ t.start();
+ i++;
+ }
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This class handles the client input for one server socket connection.
+*/
+class ThreadedEchoHandler implements Runnable
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a handler.
+ @param i the incoming socket
+ @param c the counter for the handlers (used in prompts)
+ */
+ public ThreadedEchoHandler(Socket i, int c)
+ {
+ incoming = i; counter = c;
+ }
+
+ public void run()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ InputStream inStream = incoming.getInputStream();
+ OutputStream outStream = incoming.getOutputStream();
+
+ Scanner in = new Scanner(inStream);
+ PrintWriter out = new PrintWriter(outStream, true /* autoFlush */);
+
+ out.println( "Hello! Enter BYE to exit." );
+
+ // echo client input
+ boolean done = false;
+ while (!done && in.hasNextLine())
+ {
+ String line = in.nextLine();
+ out.println("Echo: " + line);
+ if (line.trim().equals("BYE"))
+ done = true;
+ }
+ }
+ finally
+ {
+ incoming.close();
+ }
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+
+ private Socket incoming;
+ private int counter;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/URLConnectionTest/URLConnectionTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/URLConnectionTest/URLConnectionTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..3ca8a13
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch3/URLConnectionTest/URLConnectionTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,175 @@
+/**
+ version 1.10 2004-08-04
+ author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.io.*;
+import java.net.*;
+import java.util.*;
+
+/**
+ This program connects to an URL and displays the
+ response header data and the first 10 lines of the
+ requested data.
+
+ Supply the URL and an optional username and password (for
+ HTTP basic authentication) on the command line.
+*/
+public class URLConnectionTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ String urlName;
+ if (args.length > 0)
+ urlName = args[0];
+ else
+ urlName = "http://java.sun.com";
+
+ URL url = new URL(urlName);
+ URLConnection connection = url.openConnection();
+
+ // set username, password if specified on command line
+
+ if (args.length > 2)
+ {
+ String username = args[1];
+ String password = args[2];
+ String input = username + ":" + password;
+ String encoding = base64Encode(input);
+ connection.setRequestProperty("Authorization", "Basic " + encoding);
+ }
+
+ connection.connect();
+
+ // print header fields
+
+ Map> headers = connection.getHeaderFields();
+ for (Map.Entry> entry : headers.entrySet())
+ {
+ String key = entry.getKey();
+ for (String value : entry.getValue())
+ System.out.println(key + ": " + value);
+ }
+
+ // print convenience functions
+
+ System.out.println("----------");
+ System.out.println("getContentType: " + connection.getContentType());
+ System.out.println("getContentLength: " + connection.getContentLength());
+ System.out.println("getContentEncoding: " + connection.getContentEncoding());
+ System.out.println("getDate: " + connection.getDate());
+ System.out.println("getExpiration: " + connection.getExpiration());
+ System.out.println("getLastModifed: " + connection.getLastModified());
+ System.out.println("----------");
+
+ Scanner in = new Scanner(connection.getInputStream());
+
+ // print first ten lines of contents
+
+ for (int n = 1; in.hasNextLine() && n <= 10; n++)
+ System.out.println(in.nextLine());
+ if (in.hasNextLine()) System.out.println(". . .");
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Computes the Base64 encoding of a string
+ @param s a string
+ @return the Base 64 encoding of s
+ */
+ public static String base64Encode(String s)
+ {
+ ByteArrayOutputStream bOut = new ByteArrayOutputStream();
+ Base64OutputStream out = new Base64OutputStream(bOut);
+ try
+ {
+ out.write(s.getBytes());
+ out.flush();
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ }
+ return bOut.toString();
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This stream filter converts a stream of bytes to their
+ Base64 encoding.
+
+ Base64 encoding encodes 3 bytes into 4 characters.
+ |11111122|22223333|33444444|
+ Each set of 6 bits is encoded according to the
+ toBase64 map. If the number of input bytes is not
+ a multiple of 3, then the last group of 4 characters
+ is padded with one or two = signs. Each output line
+ is at most 76 characters.
+*/
+class Base64OutputStream extends FilterOutputStream
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs the stream filter
+ @param out the stream to filter
+ */
+ public Base64OutputStream(OutputStream out)
+ {
+ super(out);
+ }
+
+ public void write(int c) throws IOException
+ {
+ inbuf[i] = c;
+ i++;
+ if (i == 3)
+ {
+ super.write(toBase64[(inbuf[0] & 0xFC) >> 2]);
+ super.write(toBase64[((inbuf[0] & 0x03) << 4) | ((inbuf[1] & 0xF0) >> 4)]);
+ super.write(toBase64[((inbuf[1] & 0x0F) << 2) | ((inbuf[2] & 0xC0) >> 6)]);
+ super.write(toBase64[inbuf[2] & 0x3F]);
+ col += 4;
+ i = 0;
+ if (col >= 76)
+ {
+ super.write('\n');
+ col = 0;
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ public void flush() throws IOException
+ {
+ if (i == 1)
+ {
+ super.write(toBase64[(inbuf[0] & 0xFC) >> 2]);
+ super.write(toBase64[(inbuf[0] & 0x03) << 4]);
+ super.write('=');
+ super.write('=');
+ }
+ else if (i == 2)
+ {
+ super.write(toBase64[(inbuf[0] & 0xFC) >> 2]);
+ super.write(toBase64[((inbuf[0] & 0x03) << 4) | ((inbuf[1] & 0xF0) >> 4)]);
+ super.write(toBase64[(inbuf[1] & 0x0F) << 2]);
+ super.write('=');
+ }
+ }
+
+ private static char[] toBase64 =
+ {
+ 'A', 'B', 'C', 'D', 'E', 'F', 'G', 'H', 'I', 'J', 'K', 'L', 'M', 'N', 'O', 'P',
+ 'Q', 'R', 'S', 'T', 'U', 'V', 'W', 'X', 'Y', 'Z', 'a', 'b', 'c', 'd', 'e', 'f',
+ 'g', 'h', 'i', 'j', 'k', 'l', 'm', 'n', 'o', 'p', 'q', 'r', 's', 't', 'u', 'v',
+ 'w', 'x', 'y', 'z', '0', '1', '2', '3', '4', '5', '6', '7', '8', '9', '+', '/'
+ };
+
+ private int col = 0;
+ private int i = 0;
+ private int[] inbuf = new int[3];
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ExecSQL/Authors.sql b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ExecSQL/Authors.sql
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..b6545ac
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ExecSQL/Authors.sql
@@ -0,0 +1,40 @@
+CREATE TABLE Authors (Author_Id CHAR(4), Name CHAR(25), Fname CHAR(25))
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('ALEX', 'Alexander', 'Christopher')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('BROO', 'Brooks', 'Frederick P.')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('CORM', 'Cormen', 'Thomas H.')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('DATE', 'Date', 'C. J.')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('DARW', 'Darwen', 'Hugh')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('FEIN', 'Feiner', 'Steven K.')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('FLAN', 'Flanagan', 'David')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('FOLE', 'Foley', 'James D.')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('GAMM', 'Gamma', 'Erich')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('GARF', 'Garfinkel', 'Simson')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('HEIN', 'Hein', 'Trent R.')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('HELM', 'Helm', 'Richard')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('HOPC', 'Hopcroft', 'John E.')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('HUGH', 'Hughes', 'John F.')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('ISHI', 'Ishikawa', 'Sara')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('JOHN', 'Johnson', 'Ralph')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('KAHN', 'Kahn', 'David')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('KERN', 'Kernighan', 'Brian')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('KIDD', 'Kidder', 'Tracy')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('KNUT', 'Knuth', 'Donald E.')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('LEIS', 'Leiserson', 'Charles E.')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('MOTW', 'Motwani', 'Rajeev')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('NEME', 'Nemeth', 'Evi')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('RAYM', 'Raymond', 'Eric')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('RITC', 'Ritchie', 'Dennis')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('RIVE', 'Rivest', 'Ronald R.')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('SCHN', 'Schneier', 'Bruce')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('SEEB', 'Seebass', 'Scott')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('SILV', 'Silverstein', 'Murray')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('SNYD', 'Snyder', 'Garth')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('STEI', 'Stein', 'Clifford E.')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('STOL', 'Stoll', 'Clifford')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('STRA', 'Strassmann', 'Steven')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('STRO', 'Stroustrup', 'Bjarne')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('ULLM', 'Ullman', 'Jeffrey D.')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('VAND', 'van Dam', 'Andries')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('VLIS', 'Vlissides', 'John')
+INSERT INTO Authors VALUES ('WEIS', 'Weise', 'Daniel')
+SELECT * FROM Authors
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ExecSQL/Books.sql b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ExecSQL/Books.sql
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..1034d10
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ExecSQL/Books.sql
@@ -0,0 +1,22 @@
+CREATE TABLE Books (Title CHAR(60), ISBN CHAR(13), Publisher_Id CHAR(6), Price DECIMAL(10,2))
+INSERT INTO Books VALUES ('A Guide to the SQL Standard', '0-201-96426-0', '0201', '47.95')
+INSERT INTO Books VALUES ('A Pattern Language: Towns, Buildings, Construction', '0-19-501919-9', '019', '65.00')
+INSERT INTO Books VALUES ('Applied Cryptography', '0-471-11709-9', '0471', '60.00' )
+INSERT INTO Books VALUES ('Computer Graphics: Principles and Practice', '0-201-84840-6', '0201', '79.99')
+INSERT INTO Books VALUES ('Cuckoo''s Egg', '0-7434-1146-3', '07434', '13.95')
+INSERT INTO Books VALUES ('Design Patterns', '0-201-63361-2', '0201', '54.99')
+INSERT INTO Books VALUES ('Introduction to Algorithms', '0-262-03293-7', '0262', '80.00')
+INSERT INTO Books VALUES ('Introduction to Automata Theory, Languages, and Computation', '0-201-44124-1', '0201', '105.00')
+INSERT INTO Books VALUES ('JavaScript: The Definitive Guide', '0-596-00048-0', '0596', '44.95')
+INSERT INTO Books VALUES ('The Art of Computer Programming vol. 1', '0-201-89683-4', '0201', '59.99' )
+INSERT INTO Books VALUES ('The Art of Computer Programming vol. 2', '0-201-89684-2', '0201', '59.99' )
+INSERT INTO Books VALUES ('The Art of Computer Programming vol. 3', '0-201-89685-0', '0201', '59.99' )
+INSERT INTO Books VALUES ('The C Programming Language', '0-13-110362-8', '013', 42.00)
+INSERT INTO Books VALUES ('The C++ Programming Language', '0-201-70073-5', '0201', 64.99)
+INSERT INTO Books VALUES ('The Cathedral and the Bazaar', '0-596-00108-8', '0596', '16.95')
+INSERT INTO Books VALUES ('The Codebreakers', '0-684-83130-9', '07434', '70.00')
+INSERT INTO Books VALUES ('The Mythical Man-Month', '0-201-83595-9', '0201', '29.95')
+INSERT INTO Books VALUES ('The Soul of a New Machine', '0-679-60261-5', '0679', '18.95')
+INSERT INTO Books VALUES ('The UNIX Hater''s Handbook', '1-56884-203-1', '0471', '16.95')
+INSERT INTO Books VALUES ('UNIX System Administration Handbook', '0-13-020601-6', '013', '68.00')
+SELECT * FROM Books
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ExecSQL/BooksAuthors.sql b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ExecSQL/BooksAuthors.sql
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..a37e1dc
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ExecSQL/BooksAuthors.sql
@@ -0,0 +1,42 @@
+CREATE TABLE BooksAuthors (ISBN CHAR(13), Author_Id CHAR(4), Seq_No INT)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-201-96426-0', 'DATE', 1)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-201-96426-0', 'DARW', 2)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-19-501919-9', 'ALEX', 1)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-19-501919-9', 'ISHI', 2)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-19-501919-9', 'SILV', 3)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-471-11709-9', 'SCHN', 1)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-201-84840-6', 'FOLE', 1)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-201-84840-6', 'VAND', 2)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-201-84840-6', 'FEIN', 3)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-201-84840-6', 'HUGH', 4)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-7434-1146-3', 'STOL', 1)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-201-63361-2', 'GAMM', 1)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-201-63361-2', 'HELM', 2)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-201-63361-2', 'JOHN', 3)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-201-63361-2', 'VLIS', 4)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-262-03293-7', 'CORM', 1)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-262-03293-7', 'LEIS', 2)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-262-03293-7', 'RIVE', 3)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-262-03293-7', 'STEI', 4)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-201-44124-1', 'HOPC', 1)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-201-44124-1', 'ULLM', 2)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-201-44124-1', 'MOTW', 3)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-596-00048-0', 'FLAN', 1)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-201-89683-4', 'KNUT', 1)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-201-89684-2', 'KNUT', 1)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-201-89685-0', 'KNUT', 1)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-13-110362-8', 'KERN', 1)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-13-110362-8', 'RITC', 2)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-201-70073-5', 'STRO', 1)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-596-00108-8', 'RAYM', 1)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-684-83130-9', 'KAHN', 1)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-201-83595-9', 'BROO', 1)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-679-60261-5', 'KIDD', 1)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('1-56884-203-1', 'GARF', 1)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('1-56884-203-1', 'WEIS', 2)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('1-56884-203-1', 'STRA', 3)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-13-020601-6', 'NEME', 1)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-13-020601-6', 'SNYD', 2)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-13-020601-6', 'SEEB', 3)
+INSERT INTO BooksAuthors VALUES ('0-13-020601-6', 'HEIN', 4)
+SELECT * FROM BooksAuthors
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ExecSQL/ExecSQL.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ExecSQL/ExecSQL.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..22ea85c
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ExecSQL/ExecSQL.java
@@ -0,0 +1,128 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.30 2004-08-05
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import java.sql.*;
+
+/**
+ Executes all SQL statements in a file.
+ Call this program as
+ java -classpath driverPath:. ExecSQL commandFile
+*/
+class ExecSQL
+{
+ public static void main (String args[])
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ Scanner in;
+ if (args.length == 0)
+ in = new Scanner(System.in);
+ else
+ in = new Scanner(new File(args[0]));
+
+ Connection conn = getConnection();
+ try
+ {
+ Statement stat = conn.createStatement();
+
+ while (true)
+ {
+ if (args.length == 0) System.out.println("Enter command or EXIT to exit:");
+
+ if (!in.hasNextLine()) return;
+
+ String line = in.nextLine();
+ if (line.equalsIgnoreCase("EXIT")) return;
+ try
+ {
+ boolean hasResultSet = stat.execute(line);
+ if (hasResultSet)
+ showResultSet(stat);
+ }
+ catch (SQLException e)
+ {
+ while (e != null)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ e = e.getNextException();
+ }
+ }
+ }
+ }
+ finally
+ {
+ conn.close();
+ }
+ }
+ catch (SQLException e)
+ {
+ while (e != null)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ e = e.getNextException();
+ }
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets a connection from the properties specified
+ in the file database.properties
+ @return the database connection
+ */
+ public static Connection getConnection()
+ throws SQLException, IOException
+ {
+ Properties props = new Properties();
+ FileInputStream in = new FileInputStream("database.properties");
+ props.load(in);
+ in.close();
+
+ String drivers = props.getProperty("jdbc.drivers");
+ if (drivers != null) System.setProperty("jdbc.drivers", drivers);
+
+ String url = props.getProperty("jdbc.url");
+ String username = props.getProperty("jdbc.username");
+ String password = props.getProperty("jdbc.password");
+
+ return DriverManager.getConnection(url, username, password);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Prints a result set.
+ @param stat the statement whose result set should be
+ printed
+ */
+ public static void showResultSet(Statement stat)
+ throws SQLException
+ {
+ ResultSet result = stat.getResultSet();
+ ResultSetMetaData metaData = result.getMetaData();
+ int columnCount = metaData.getColumnCount();
+
+ for (int i = 1; i <= columnCount; i++)
+ {
+ if (i > 1) System.out.print(", ");
+ System.out.print(metaData.getColumnLabel(i));
+ }
+ System.out.println();
+
+ while (result.next())
+ {
+ for (int i = 1; i <= columnCount; i++)
+ {
+ if (i > 1) System.out.print(", ");
+ System.out.print(result.getString(i));
+ }
+ System.out.println();
+ }
+ result.close();
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ExecSQL/Publishers.sql b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ExecSQL/Publishers.sql
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..ae6c48d
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ExecSQL/Publishers.sql
@@ -0,0 +1,10 @@
+CREATE TABLE Publishers (Publisher_Id CHAR(6), Name CHAR(30), URL CHAR(80))
+INSERT INTO Publishers VALUES ('0201', 'Addison-Wesley', 'www.aw-bc.com')
+INSERT INTO Publishers VALUES ('0471', 'John Wiley & Sons', 'www.wiley.com')
+INSERT INTO Publishers VALUES ('0262', 'MIT Press', 'mitpress.mit.edu')
+INSERT INTO Publishers VALUES ('0596', 'O''Reilly', 'www.ora.com')
+INSERT INTO Publishers VALUES ('019', 'Oxford University Press', 'www.oup.co.uk')
+INSERT INTO Publishers VALUES ('013', 'Prentice Hall', 'www.phptr.com')
+INSERT INTO Publishers VALUES ('0679', 'Random House', 'www.randomhouse.com')
+INSERT INTO Publishers VALUES ('07434', 'Simon & Schuster', 'www.simonsays.com')
+SELECT * FROM Publishers
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ExecSQL/database.properties b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ExecSQL/database.properties
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9708e22
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ExecSQL/database.properties
@@ -0,0 +1,4 @@
+jdbc.drivers=org.postgresql.Driver
+jdbc.url=jdbc:postgresql:COREJAVA
+jdbc.username=dbuser
+jdbc.password=
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ExecSQL/mckoi.properties b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ExecSQL/mckoi.properties
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..d6503a7
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ExecSQL/mckoi.properties
@@ -0,0 +1,4 @@
+jdbc.drivers=com.mckoi.JDBCDriver
+jdbc.url=jdbc:mckoi://localhost/
+jdbc.username=admin
+jdbc.password=secret
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ExecSQL/postgresql.properties b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ExecSQL/postgresql.properties
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..f3e268b
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ExecSQL/postgresql.properties
@@ -0,0 +1,4 @@
+jdbc.drivers=org.postgresql.Driver
+jdbc.url=jdbc:postgresql:postgres
+jdbc.username=cay
+jdbc.password=
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/LDAPTest/LDAPTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/LDAPTest/LDAPTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..89f7195
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/LDAPTest/LDAPTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,299 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.0 2004-08-11
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.net.*;
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.naming.*;
+import javax.naming.directory.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates access to a hierarchical databaseuses through LDAP
+*/
+public class LDAPTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new LDAPFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ The frame that holds the data panel and the navigation buttons.
+*/
+class LDAPFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public LDAPFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("LDAPTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ JPanel northPanel = new JPanel();
+ northPanel.setLayout(new java.awt.GridLayout(1, 2, 3, 1));
+ northPanel.add(new JLabel("uid", SwingConstants.RIGHT));
+ uidField = new JTextField();
+ northPanel.add(uidField);
+ add(northPanel, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+
+ JPanel buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+ add(buttonPanel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+
+ findButton = new JButton("Find");
+ findButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ findEntry();
+ }
+ });
+ buttonPanel.add(findButton);
+
+ saveButton = new JButton("Save");
+ saveButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ saveEntry();
+ }
+ });
+ buttonPanel.add(saveButton);
+
+ deleteButton = new JButton("Delete");
+ deleteButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ deleteEntry();
+ }
+ });
+ buttonPanel.add(deleteButton);
+
+ addWindowListener(new
+ WindowAdapter()
+ {
+ public void windowClosing(WindowEvent event)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ if (context != null) context.close();
+ }
+ catch (NamingException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+ });
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Finds the entry for the uid in the text field.
+ */
+ public void findEntry()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ if (scrollPane != null) remove(scrollPane);
+ String dn = "uid=" + uidField.getText() + ",ou=people,dc=mycompany,dc=com";
+ if (context == null) context = getContext();
+ attrs = context.getAttributes(dn);
+ dataPanel = new DataPanel(attrs);
+ scrollPane = new JScrollPane(dataPanel);
+ add(scrollPane, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ validate();
+ uid = uidField.getText();
+ }
+ catch (NamingException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Saves the changes that the user made.
+ */
+ public void saveEntry()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ if (dataPanel == null) return;
+ if (context == null) context = getContext();
+ if (uidField.getText().equals(uid)) // update existing entry
+ {
+ String dn = "uid=" + uidField.getText() + ",ou=people,dc=mycompany,dc=com";
+ Attributes editedAttrs = dataPanel.getEditedAttributes();
+ NamingEnumeration attrEnum = attrs.getAll();
+ while (attrEnum.hasMore())
+ {
+ Attribute attr = attrEnum.next();
+ String id = attr.getID();
+ Object value = attr.get();
+ Attribute editedAttr = editedAttrs.get(id);
+ if (editedAttr != null && !attr.get().equals(editedAttr.get()))
+ context.modifyAttributes(dn, DirContext.REPLACE_ATTRIBUTE,
+ new BasicAttributes(id, editedAttr.get()));
+ }
+ }
+ else // create new entry
+ {
+ String dn = "uid=" + uidField.getText() + ",ou=people,dc=mycompany,dc=com";
+ attrs = dataPanel.getEditedAttributes();
+ Attribute objclass = new BasicAttribute("objectClass");
+ objclass.add("uidObject");
+ objclass.add("person");
+ attrs.put(objclass);
+ attrs.put("uid", uidField.getText());
+ context.createSubcontext(dn, attrs);
+ }
+
+ findEntry();
+ }
+ catch (NamingException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(LDAPFrame.this, e);
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(LDAPFrame.this, e);
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Deletes the entry for the uid in the text field.
+ */
+ public void deleteEntry()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ String dn = "uid=" + uidField.getText() + ",ou=people,dc=mycompany,dc=com";
+ if (context == null) context = getContext();
+ context.destroySubcontext(dn);
+ uidField.setText("");
+ remove(scrollPane);
+ scrollPane = null;
+ repaint();
+ }
+ catch (NamingException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(LDAPFrame.this, e);
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(LDAPFrame.this, e);
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets a context from the properties specified in the file ldapserver.properties
+ @return the directory context
+ */
+ public static DirContext getContext()
+ throws NamingException, IOException
+ {
+ Properties props = new Properties();
+ FileInputStream in = new FileInputStream("ldapserver.properties");
+ props.load(in);
+ in.close();
+
+ String url = props.getProperty("ldap.url");
+ String username = props.getProperty("ldap.username");
+ String password = props.getProperty("ldap.password");
+
+ Hashtable env = new Hashtable();
+ env.put(Context.SECURITY_PRINCIPAL, username);
+ env.put(Context.SECURITY_CREDENTIALS, password);
+ DirContext initial = new InitialDirContext(env);
+ DirContext context = (DirContext) initial.lookup(url);
+
+ return context;
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+
+ private JButton findButton;
+ private JButton saveButton;
+ private JButton deleteButton;
+
+ private JTextField uidField;
+ private DataPanel dataPanel;
+ private Component scrollPane;
+
+ private DirContext context;
+ private String uid;
+ private Attributes attrs;
+}
+
+/**
+ This panel displays the contents of a result set.
+*/
+class DataPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs the data panel.
+ @param attributes the attributes of the given entry
+ */
+ public DataPanel(Attributes attrs) throws NamingException
+ {
+ setLayout(new java.awt.GridLayout(0, 2, 3, 1));
+
+ NamingEnumeration attrEnum = attrs.getAll();
+ while (attrEnum.hasMore())
+ {
+ Attribute attr = attrEnum.next();
+ String id = attr.getID();
+
+ NamingEnumeration valueEnum = attr.getAll();
+ while (valueEnum.hasMore())
+ {
+ Object value = valueEnum.next();
+ if (id.equals("userPassword"))
+ value = new String((byte[]) value);
+
+ JLabel idLabel = new JLabel(id, SwingConstants.RIGHT);
+ JTextField valueField = new JTextField("" + value);
+ if (id.equals("objectClass"))
+ valueField.setEditable(false);
+ if (!id.equals("uid"))
+ {
+ add(idLabel);
+ add(valueField);
+ }
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ public Attributes getEditedAttributes()
+ {
+ Attributes attrs = new BasicAttributes();
+ for (int i = 0; i < getComponentCount(); i += 2)
+ {
+ JLabel idLabel = (JLabel) getComponent(i);
+ JTextField valueField = (JTextField) getComponent(i + 1);
+ String id = idLabel.getText();
+ String value = valueField.getText();
+ if (id.equals("userPassword"))
+ attrs.put("userPassword", value.getBytes());
+ else if (!id.equals("") && !id.equals("objectClass"))
+ attrs.put(id, value);
+ }
+ return attrs;
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/LDAPTest/sample.ldif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/LDAPTest/sample.ldif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..ef4b2e4
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/LDAPTest/sample.ldif
@@ -0,0 +1,51 @@
+# Define top-level entry
+dn: dc=mycompany,dc=com
+objectClass: dcObject
+objectClass: organization
+dc: mycompany
+o: Core Java Team
+
+# Define an entry to contain people
+# searches for users are based on this entry
+dn: ou=people,dc=mycompany,dc=com
+objectClass: organizationalUnit
+ou: people
+
+# Define a user entry for John Q. Public
+dn: uid=jqpublic,ou=people,dc=mycompany,dc=com
+objectClass: person
+objectClass: uidObject
+uid: jqpublic
+sn: Public
+cn: John Q. Public
+telephoneNumber: +1 408 555 0017
+userPassword: wombat
+
+# Define a user entry for Jane Doe
+dn: uid=jdoe,ou=people,dc=mycompany,dc=com
+objectClass: person
+objectClass: uidObject
+uid: jdoe
+sn: Doe
+cn: Jane Doe
+telephoneNumber: +1 408 555 0029
+userPassword: heffalump
+
+# Define an entry to contain LDAP groups
+# searches for roles are based on this entry
+dn: ou=groups,dc=mycompany,dc=com
+objectClass: organizationalUnit
+ou: groups
+
+# Define an entry for the "techstaff" group
+dn: cn=techstaff,ou=groups,dc=mycompany,dc=com
+objectClass: groupOfUniqueNames
+cn: techstaff
+uniqueMember: uid=jdoe,ou=people,dc=mycompany,dc=com
+
+# Define an entry for the "staff" group
+dn: cn=staff,ou=groups,dc=mycompany,dc=com
+objectClass: groupOfUniqueNames
+cn: staff
+uniqueMember: uid=jqpublic,ou=people,dc=mycompany,dc=com
+uniqueMember: uid=jdoe,ou=people,dc=mycompany,dc=com
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/QueryDB/GBC.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/QueryDB/GBC.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9a11eac
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/QueryDB/GBC.java
@@ -0,0 +1,129 @@
+/*
+GBC - A convenience class to tame the GridBagLayout
+
+Copyright (C) 2002 Cay S. Horstmann (http://horstmann.com)
+
+This program is free software; you can redistribute it and/or modify
+it under the terms of the GNU General Public License as published by
+the Free Software Foundation; either version 2 of the License, or
+(at your option) any later version.
+
+This program is distributed in the hope that it will be useful,
+but WITHOUT ANY WARRANTY; without even the implied warranty of
+MERCHANTABILITY or FITNESS FOR A PARTICULAR PURPOSE. See the
+GNU General Public License for more details.
+
+You should have received a copy of the GNU General Public License
+along with this program; if not, write to the Free Software
+Foundation, Inc., 59 Temple Place, Suite 330, Boston, MA 02111-1307 USA
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+
+/**
+ This class simplifies the use of the GridBagConstraints
+ class.
+*/
+public class GBC extends GridBagConstraints
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a GBC with a given gridx and gridy position and
+ all other grid bag constraint values set to the default.
+ @param gridx the gridx position
+ @param gridy the gridy position
+ */
+ public GBC(int gridx, int gridy)
+ {
+ this.gridx = gridx;
+ this.gridy = gridy;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Constructs a GBC with given gridx, gridy, gridwidth, gridheight
+ and all other grid bag constraint values set to the default.
+ @param gridx the gridx position
+ @param gridy the gridy position
+ @param gridwidth the cell span in x-direction
+ @param gridheight the cell span in y-direction
+ */
+ public GBC(int gridx, int gridy, int gridwidth, int gridheight)
+ {
+ this.gridx = gridx;
+ this.gridy = gridy;
+ this.gridwidth = gridwidth;
+ this.gridheight = gridheight;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the anchor.
+ @param anchor the anchor value
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setAnchor(int anchor)
+ {
+ this.anchor = anchor;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the fill direction.
+ @param fill the fill direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setFill(int fill)
+ {
+ this.fill = fill;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the cell weights.
+ @param weightx the cell weight in x-direction
+ @param weighty the cell weight in y-direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setWeight(double weightx, double weighty)
+ {
+ this.weightx = weightx;
+ this.weighty = weighty;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the insets of this cell.
+ @param distance the spacing to use in all directions
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setInsets(int distance)
+ {
+ this.insets = new Insets(distance, distance, distance, distance);
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the insets of this cell.
+ @param top the spacing to use on top
+ @param left the spacing to use to the left
+ @param bottom the spacing to use on the bottom
+ @param right the spacing to use to the right
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setInsets(int top, int left, int bottom, int right)
+ {
+ this.insets = new Insets(top, left, bottom, right);
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the internal padding
+ @param ipadx the internal padding in x-direction
+ @param ipady the internal padding in y-direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setIpad(int ipadx, int ipady)
+ {
+ this.ipadx = ipadx;
+ this.ipady = ipady;
+ return this;
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/QueryDB/QueryDB.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/QueryDB/QueryDB.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..140a167
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/QueryDB/QueryDB.java
@@ -0,0 +1,284 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.22 2004-08-06
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.net.*;
+import java.sql.*;
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates several complex database queries.
+*/
+public class QueryDB
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new QueryDBFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame displays combo boxes for query parameters, a text area for command results,
+ and buttons to launch a query and an update.
+*/
+class QueryDBFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public QueryDBFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("QueryDB");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+ setLayout(new GridBagLayout());
+
+ authors = new JComboBox();
+ authors.setEditable(false);
+ authors.addItem("Any");
+
+ publishers = new JComboBox();
+ publishers.setEditable(false);
+ publishers.addItem("Any");
+
+ result = new JTextArea(4, 50);
+ result.setEditable(false);
+
+ priceChange = new JTextField(8);
+ priceChange.setText("-5.00");
+
+ try
+ {
+ conn = getConnection();
+ Statement stat = conn.createStatement();
+
+ String query = "SELECT Name FROM Authors";
+ ResultSet rs = stat.executeQuery(query);
+ while (rs.next())
+ authors.addItem(rs.getString(1));
+ rs.close();
+
+ query = "SELECT Name FROM Publishers";
+ rs = stat.executeQuery(query);
+ while (rs.next())
+ publishers.addItem(rs.getString(1));
+ rs.close();
+ stat.close();
+ }
+ catch (SQLException e)
+ {
+ result.setText("");
+ while (e != null)
+ {
+ result.append("" + e);
+ e = e.getNextException();
+ }
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ result.setText("" + e);
+ }
+
+ // we use the GBC convenience class of Core Java Volume 1 Chapter 9
+ add(authors, new GBC(0, 0, 2, 1));
+
+ add(publishers, new GBC(2, 0, 2, 1));
+
+ JButton queryButton = new JButton("Query");
+ queryButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ executeQuery();
+ }
+ });
+ add(queryButton, new GBC(0, 1, 1, 1).setInsets(3));
+
+ JButton changeButton = new JButton("Change prices");
+ changeButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ changePrices();
+ }
+ });
+ add(changeButton, new GBC(2, 1, 1, 1).setInsets(3));
+
+ add(priceChange, new GBC(3, 1, 1, 1).setFill(GBC.HORIZONTAL));
+
+ add(new JScrollPane(result), new GBC(0, 2, 4, 1).setFill(GBC.BOTH).setWeight(100, 100));
+
+ addWindowListener(new
+ WindowAdapter()
+ {
+ public void windowClosing(WindowEvent event)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ if (conn != null) conn.close();
+ }
+ catch (SQLException e)
+ {
+ while (e != null)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ e = e.getNextException();
+ }
+ }
+ }
+ });
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Executes the selected query.
+ */
+ private void executeQuery()
+ {
+ ResultSet rs = null;
+ try
+ {
+ String author = (String) authors.getSelectedItem();
+ String publisher = (String) publishers.getSelectedItem();
+ if (!author.equals("Any") && !publisher.equals("Any"))
+ {
+ if (authorPublisherQueryStmt == null)
+ authorPublisherQueryStmt = conn.prepareStatement(authorPublisherQuery);
+ authorPublisherQueryStmt.setString(1, author);
+ authorPublisherQueryStmt.setString(2, publisher);
+ rs = authorPublisherQueryStmt.executeQuery();
+ }
+ else if (!author.equals("Any") && publisher.equals("Any"))
+ {
+ if (authorQueryStmt == null)
+ authorQueryStmt = conn.prepareStatement(authorQuery);
+ authorQueryStmt.setString(1, author);
+ rs = authorQueryStmt.executeQuery();
+ }
+ else if (author.equals("Any") && !publisher.equals("Any"))
+ {
+ if (publisherQueryStmt == null)
+ publisherQueryStmt = conn.prepareStatement(publisherQuery);
+ publisherQueryStmt.setString(1, publisher);
+ rs = publisherQueryStmt.executeQuery();
+ }
+ else
+ {
+ if (allQueryStmt == null)
+ allQueryStmt = conn.prepareStatement(allQuery);
+ rs = allQueryStmt.executeQuery();
+ }
+
+ result.setText("");
+ while (rs.next())
+ {
+ result.append(rs.getString(1));
+ result.append(", ");
+ result.append(rs.getString(2));
+ result.append("\n");
+ }
+ rs.close();
+ }
+ catch (SQLException e)
+ {
+ result.setText("");
+ while (e != null)
+ {
+ result.append("" + e);
+ e = e.getNextException();
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Executes an update statement to change prices.
+ */
+ public void changePrices()
+ {
+ String publisher = (String) publishers.getSelectedItem();
+ if (publisher.equals("Any"))
+ {
+ result.setText("I am sorry, but I cannot do that.");
+ return;
+ }
+ try
+ {
+ if (priceUpdateStmt == null)
+ priceUpdateStmt = conn.prepareStatement(priceUpdate);
+ priceUpdateStmt.setString(1, priceChange.getText());
+ priceUpdateStmt.setString(2, publisher);
+ int r = priceUpdateStmt.executeUpdate();
+ result.setText(r + " records updated.");
+ }
+ catch (SQLException e)
+ {
+ result.setText("");
+ while (e != null)
+ {
+ result.append("" + e);
+ e = e.getNextException();
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets a connection from the properties specified
+ in the file database.properties
+ @return the database connection
+ */
+ public static Connection getConnection()
+ throws SQLException, IOException
+ {
+ Properties props = new Properties();
+ FileInputStream in = new FileInputStream("database.properties");
+ props.load(in);
+ in.close();
+
+ String drivers = props.getProperty("jdbc.drivers");
+ if (drivers != null) System.setProperty("jdbc.drivers", drivers);
+ String url = props.getProperty("jdbc.url");
+ String username = props.getProperty("jdbc.username");
+ String password = props.getProperty("jdbc.password");
+
+ return DriverManager.getConnection(url, username, password);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 400;
+
+ private JComboBox authors;
+ private JComboBox publishers;
+ private JTextField priceChange;
+ private JTextArea result;
+ private Connection conn;
+ private PreparedStatement authorQueryStmt;
+ private PreparedStatement authorPublisherQueryStmt;
+ private PreparedStatement publisherQueryStmt;
+ private PreparedStatement allQueryStmt;
+ private PreparedStatement priceUpdateStmt;
+
+ private static final String authorPublisherQuery =
+ "SELECT Books.Price, Books.Title FROM Books, BooksAuthors, Authors, Publishers" +
+ " WHERE Authors.Author_Id = BooksAuthors.Author_Id AND BooksAuthors.ISBN = Books.ISBN" +
+ " AND Books.Publisher_Id = Publishers.Publisher_Id AND Authors.Name = ?" +
+ " AND Publishers.Name = ?";
+
+ private static final String authorQuery =
+ "SELECT Books.Price, Books.Title FROM Books, BooksAuthors, Authors" +
+ " WHERE Authors.Author_Id = BooksAuthors.Author_Id AND BooksAuthors.ISBN = Books.ISBN" +
+ " AND Authors.Name = ?";
+
+ private static final String publisherQuery =
+ "SELECT Books.Price, Books.Title FROM Books, Publishers" +
+ " WHERE Books.Publisher_Id = Publishers.Publisher_Id AND Publishers.Name = ?";
+
+ private static final String allQuery = "SELECT Books.Price, Books.Title FROM Books";
+
+ private static final String priceUpdate =
+ "UPDATE Books " + "SET Price = Price + ? " +
+ " WHERE Books.Publisher_Id = (SELECT Publisher_Id FROM Publishers WHERE Name = ?)";
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/QueryDB/database.properties b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/QueryDB/database.properties
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..f3e268b
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/QueryDB/database.properties
@@ -0,0 +1,4 @@
+jdbc.drivers=org.postgresql.Driver
+jdbc.url=jdbc:postgresql:postgres
+jdbc.username=cay
+jdbc.password=
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/RowSetTest/RowSetTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/RowSetTest/RowSetTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..d2114ac
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/RowSetTest/RowSetTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,338 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 2004-08-10
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import com.sun.rowset.*;
+import java.net.*;
+import java.sql.*;
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.sql.*;
+import javax.sql.rowset.*;
+
+/**
+ This program uses metadata to display arbitrary tables
+ in a database.
+*/
+public class RowSetTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new RowSetFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ The frame that holds the data panel and the navigation
+ buttons.
+*/
+class RowSetFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public RowSetFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("RowSetTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ tableNames = new JComboBox();
+ tableNames.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ showTable((String) tableNames.getSelectedItem());
+ }
+ });
+ add(tableNames, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+
+ try
+ {
+ Connection conn = getConnection();
+ try
+ {
+ DatabaseMetaData meta = conn.getMetaData();
+ ResultSet mrs = meta.getTables(null, null, null, new String[] { "TABLE" });
+ while (mrs.next())
+ tableNames.addItem(mrs.getString(3));
+ }
+ finally
+ {
+ conn.close();
+ }
+ }
+ catch (SQLException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+
+ JPanel buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+ add(buttonPanel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+
+ previousButton = new JButton("Previous");
+ previousButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ showPreviousRow();
+ }
+ });
+ buttonPanel.add(previousButton);
+
+ nextButton = new JButton("Next");
+ nextButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ showNextRow();
+ }
+ });
+ buttonPanel.add(nextButton);
+
+ deleteButton = new JButton("Delete");
+ deleteButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ deleteRow();
+ }
+ });
+ buttonPanel.add(deleteButton);
+
+ saveButton = new JButton("Save");
+ saveButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ saveChanges();
+ }
+ });
+ buttonPanel.add(saveButton);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Prepares the text fields for showing a new table, and
+ shows the first row.
+ @param tableName the name of the table to display
+ */
+ public void showTable(String tableName)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ // open connection
+ Connection conn = getConnection();
+ try
+ {
+ // get result set
+ Statement stat = conn.createStatement();
+ ResultSet result = stat.executeQuery("SELECT * FROM " + tableName);
+ // copy into row set
+ rs = new CachedRowSetImpl();
+ rs.setTableName(tableName);
+ rs.populate(result);
+ }
+ finally
+ {
+ conn.close();
+ }
+
+ if (scrollPane != null)
+ remove(scrollPane);
+ dataPanel = new DataPanel(rs);
+ scrollPane = new JScrollPane(dataPanel);
+ add(scrollPane, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ validate();
+ showNextRow();
+ }
+ catch (SQLException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Moves to the previous table row.
+ */
+ public void showPreviousRow()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ if (rs == null || rs.isFirst()) return;
+ rs.previous();
+ dataPanel.showRow(rs);
+ }
+ catch (SQLException e)
+ {
+ System.out.println("Error " + e);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Moves to the next table row.
+ */
+ public void showNextRow()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ if (rs == null || rs.isLast()) return;
+ rs.next();
+ dataPanel.showRow(rs);
+ }
+ catch (SQLException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Deletes current table row.
+ */
+ public void deleteRow()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ rs.deleteRow();
+ if (!rs.isLast()) rs.next();
+ else if (!rs.isFirst()) rs.previous();
+ else rs = null;
+ dataPanel.showRow(rs);
+ }
+ catch (SQLException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Saves all changes.
+ */
+ public void saveChanges()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ Connection conn = getConnection();
+ try
+ {
+ rs.acceptChanges(conn);
+ }
+ finally
+ {
+ conn.close();
+ }
+ }
+ catch (SQLException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets a connection from the properties specified
+ in the file database.properties
+ @return the database connection
+ */
+ public static Connection getConnection()
+ throws SQLException, IOException
+ {
+ Properties props = new Properties();
+ FileInputStream in
+ = new FileInputStream("database.properties");
+ props.load(in);
+ in.close();
+
+ String drivers = props.getProperty("jdbc.drivers");
+ if (drivers != null) System.setProperty("jdbc.drivers", drivers);
+ String url = props.getProperty("jdbc.url");
+ String username = props.getProperty("jdbc.username");
+ String password = props.getProperty("jdbc.password");
+
+ return DriverManager.getConnection(url, username, password);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+
+ private JButton previousButton;
+ private JButton nextButton;
+ private JButton deleteButton;
+ private JButton saveButton;
+ private DataPanel dataPanel;
+ private Component scrollPane;
+ private JComboBox tableNames;
+
+ private CachedRowSet rs;
+}
+
+/**
+ This panel displays the contents of a result set.
+*/
+class DataPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs the data panel.
+ @param rs the result set whose contents this panel displays
+ */
+ public DataPanel(RowSet rs) throws SQLException
+ {
+ fields = new ArrayList();
+ setLayout(new GridBagLayout());
+ GridBagConstraints gbc = new GridBagConstraints();
+ gbc.gridwidth = 1;
+ gbc.gridheight = 1;
+
+ ResultSetMetaData rsmd = rs.getMetaData();
+ for (int i = 1; i <= rsmd.getColumnCount(); i++)
+ {
+ gbc.gridy = i - 1;
+
+ String columnName = rsmd.getColumnLabel(i);
+ gbc.gridx = 0;
+ gbc.anchor = GridBagConstraints.EAST;
+ add(new JLabel(columnName), gbc);
+
+ int columnWidth = rsmd.getColumnDisplaySize(i);
+ JTextField tb = new JTextField(columnWidth);
+ fields.add(tb);
+
+ gbc.gridx = 1;
+ gbc.anchor = GridBagConstraints.WEST;
+ add(tb, gbc);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Shows a database row by populating all text fields
+ with the column values.
+ */
+ public void showRow(ResultSet rs) throws SQLException
+ {
+ for (int i = 1; i <= fields.size(); i++)
+ {
+ String field = rs.getString(i);
+ JTextField tb = (JTextField) fields.get(i - 1);
+ tb.setText(field);
+ }
+ }
+
+ private ArrayList fields;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/TestDB/TestDB.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/TestDB/TestDB.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..425752c
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/TestDB/TestDB.java
@@ -0,0 +1,87 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.01 2004-09-24
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.sql.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+
+/**
+ This program tests that the database and the JDBC
+ driver are correctly configured.
+*/
+class TestDB
+{
+ public static void main (String args[])
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ runTest();
+ }
+ catch (SQLException ex)
+ {
+ while (ex != null)
+ {
+ ex.printStackTrace();
+ ex = ex.getNextException();
+ }
+ }
+ catch (IOException ex)
+ {
+ ex.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Runs a test by creating a table, adding a value, showing the table contents, and
+ removing the table.
+ */
+ public static void runTest()
+ throws SQLException, IOException
+ {
+ Connection conn = getConnection();
+ try
+ {
+ Statement stat = conn.createStatement();
+
+ stat.execute("CREATE TABLE Greetings (Message CHAR(20))");
+ stat.execute("INSERT INTO Greetings VALUES ('Hello, World!')");
+
+ ResultSet result = stat.executeQuery("SELECT * FROM Greetings");
+ result.next();
+ System.out.println(result.getString(1));
+ stat.execute("DROP TABLE Greetings");
+ }
+ finally
+ {
+ conn.close();
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets a connection from the properties specified
+ in the file database.properties
+ @return the database connection
+ */
+ public static Connection getConnection()
+ throws SQLException, IOException
+ {
+ Properties props = new Properties();
+ FileInputStream in = new FileInputStream("database.properties");
+ props.load(in);
+ in.close();
+
+ String drivers = props.getProperty("jdbc.drivers");
+ if (drivers != null)
+ System.setProperty("jdbc.drivers", drivers);
+ String url = props.getProperty("jdbc.url");
+ String username = props.getProperty("jdbc.username");
+ String password = props.getProperty("jdbc.password");
+
+ return DriverManager.getConnection(url, username, password);
+ }
+}
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/TestDB/database.properties b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/TestDB/database.properties
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..cf7ede5
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/TestDB/database.properties
@@ -0,0 +1,4 @@
+jdbc.drivers=COM.cloudscape.core.JDBCDriver
+jdbc.url=jdbc:cloudscape:COREJAVA;create=true
+jdbc.username=
+jdbc.password=
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ViewDB/ViewDB.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ViewDB/ViewDB.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..c4c4c76
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ViewDB/ViewDB.java
@@ -0,0 +1,306 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.30 2004-08-05
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.net.*;
+import java.sql.*;
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program uses metadata to display arbitrary tables
+ in a database.
+*/
+public class ViewDB
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new ViewDBFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ The frame that holds the data panel and the navigation
+ buttons.
+*/
+class ViewDBFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public ViewDBFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("ViewDB");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ tableNames = new JComboBox();
+ tableNames.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ showTable((String) tableNames.getSelectedItem());
+ }
+ });
+ add(tableNames, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+
+ try
+ {
+ conn = getConnection();
+ meta = conn.getMetaData();
+ createStatement();
+ getTableNames();
+ }
+ catch (SQLException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+
+ JPanel buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+ add(buttonPanel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+
+ if (scrolling)
+ {
+ previousButton = new JButton("Previous");
+ previousButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ showPreviousRow();
+ }
+ });
+ buttonPanel.add(previousButton);
+ }
+
+ nextButton = new JButton("Next");
+ nextButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ showNextRow();
+ }
+ });
+ buttonPanel.add(nextButton);
+
+ addWindowListener(new
+ WindowAdapter()
+ {
+ public void windowClosing(WindowEvent event)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ if (conn != null) conn.close();
+ }
+ catch (SQLException e)
+ {
+ while (e != null)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ e = e.getNextException();
+ }
+ }
+ }
+ });
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Creates the statement object used for executing queries.
+ If the database supports scrolling cursors, the statement
+ is created to yield them.
+ */
+ public void createStatement() throws SQLException
+ {
+ if (meta.supportsResultSetType(
+ ResultSet.TYPE_SCROLL_INSENSITIVE))
+ {
+ stat = conn.createStatement(
+ ResultSet.TYPE_SCROLL_INSENSITIVE,
+ ResultSet.CONCUR_READ_ONLY);
+ scrolling = true;
+ }
+ else
+ {
+ stat = conn.createStatement();
+ scrolling = false;
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets all table names of this database and adds them
+ to the combo box.
+ */
+ public void getTableNames() throws SQLException
+ {
+ ResultSet mrs = meta.getTables(null, null, null, new String[] { "TABLE" });
+ while (mrs.next())
+ tableNames.addItem(mrs.getString(3));
+ mrs.close();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Prepares the text fields for showing a new table, and
+ shows the first row.
+ @param tableName the name of the table to display
+ */
+ public void showTable(String tableName)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ if (rs != null) rs.close();
+ rs = stat.executeQuery("SELECT * FROM " + tableName);
+ if (scrollPane != null)
+ remove(scrollPane);
+ dataPanel = new DataPanel(rs);
+ scrollPane = new JScrollPane(dataPanel);
+ add(scrollPane, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ validate();
+ showNextRow();
+ }
+ catch (SQLException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Moves to the previous table row.
+ */
+ public void showPreviousRow()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ if (rs == null || rs.isFirst()) return;
+ rs.previous();
+ dataPanel.showRow(rs);
+ }
+ catch (SQLException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Moves to the next table row.
+ */
+ public void showNextRow()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ if (rs == null || scrolling && rs.isLast()) return;
+
+ if (!rs.next() && !scrolling)
+ {
+ rs.close();
+ rs = null;
+ return;
+ }
+
+ dataPanel.showRow(rs);
+ }
+ catch (SQLException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets a connection from the properties specified
+ in the file database.properties
+ @return the database connection
+ */
+ public static Connection getConnection()
+ throws SQLException, IOException
+ {
+ Properties props = new Properties();
+ FileInputStream in
+ = new FileInputStream("database.properties");
+ props.load(in);
+ in.close();
+
+ String drivers = props.getProperty("jdbc.drivers");
+ if (drivers != null) System.setProperty("jdbc.drivers", drivers);
+ String url = props.getProperty("jdbc.url");
+ String username = props.getProperty("jdbc.username");
+ String password = props.getProperty("jdbc.password");
+
+ return DriverManager.getConnection(url, username, password);
+ }
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+
+ private JButton previousButton;
+ private JButton nextButton;
+ private DataPanel dataPanel;
+ private Component scrollPane;
+ private JComboBox tableNames;
+
+ private Connection conn;
+ private Statement stat;
+ private DatabaseMetaData meta;
+ private ResultSet rs;
+ private boolean scrolling;
+}
+
+/**
+ This panel displays the contents of a result set.
+*/
+class DataPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs the data panel.
+ @param rs the result set whose contents this panel displays
+ */
+ public DataPanel(ResultSet rs) throws SQLException
+ {
+ fields = new ArrayList();
+ setLayout(new GridBagLayout());
+ GridBagConstraints gbc = new GridBagConstraints();
+ gbc.gridwidth = 1;
+ gbc.gridheight = 1;
+
+ ResultSetMetaData rsmd = rs.getMetaData();
+ for (int i = 1; i <= rsmd.getColumnCount(); i++)
+ {
+ gbc.gridy = i - 1;
+
+ String columnName = rsmd.getColumnLabel(i);
+ gbc.gridx = 0;
+ gbc.anchor = GridBagConstraints.EAST;
+ add(new JLabel(columnName), gbc);
+
+ int columnWidth = rsmd.getColumnDisplaySize(i);
+ JTextField tb = new JTextField(columnWidth);
+ fields.add(tb);
+
+ gbc.gridx = 1;
+ gbc.anchor = GridBagConstraints.WEST;
+ add(tb, gbc);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Shows a database row by populating all text fields
+ with the column values.
+ */
+ public void showRow(ResultSet rs) throws SQLException
+ {
+ for (int i = 1; i <= fields.size(); i++)
+ {
+ String field = rs.getString(i);
+ JTextField tb = (JTextField) fields.get(i - 1);
+ tb.setText(field);
+ }
+ }
+
+ private ArrayList fields;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ViewDB/database.properties b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ViewDB/database.properties
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..f3e268b
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch4/ViewDB/database.properties
@@ -0,0 +1,4 @@
+jdbc.drivers=org.postgresql.Driver
+jdbc.url=jdbc:postgresql:postgres
+jdbc.username=cay
+jdbc.password=
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Activation/Product.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Activation/Product.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..b0539c9
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Activation/Product.java
@@ -0,0 +1,18 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 1996-09-07
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.rmi.*;
+
+/**
+ The interface for remote product objects.
+*/
+public interface Product extends Remote
+{
+ /**
+ Gets the description of this product.
+ @return the product description
+ */
+ String getDescription() throws RemoteException;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Activation/ProductActivator.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Activation/ProductActivator.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..cff1fdd
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Activation/ProductActivator.java
@@ -0,0 +1,57 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.20 2004-08-15
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.io.*;
+import java.net.*;
+import java.rmi.*;
+import java.rmi.activation.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.naming.*;
+
+/**
+ This server program activates two remote objects and
+ registers them with the naming service.
+*/
+public class ProductActivator
+{
+ public static void main(String args[])
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ System.out.println("Constructing activation descriptors...");
+
+ Properties props = new Properties();
+ // use the server.policy file in the current directory
+ props.put("java.security.policy", new File("server.policy").getCanonicalPath());
+ ActivationGroupDesc group = new ActivationGroupDesc(props, null);
+ ActivationGroupID id = ActivationGroup.getSystem().registerGroup(group);
+ MarshalledObject p1param = new MarshalledObject("Blackwell Toaster");
+ MarshalledObject p2param = new MarshalledObject("ZapXpress Microwave Oven");
+
+ String classDir = ".";
+ // turn the class directory into a file URL
+ // for this demo we assume that the classes are in the current dir
+ // we use toURI so that spaces and other special characters in file names are escaped
+ String classURL = new File(classDir).getCanonicalFile().toURI().toString();
+
+ ActivationDesc desc1 = new ActivationDesc(id, "ProductImpl", classURL, p1param);
+ ActivationDesc desc2 = new ActivationDesc(id, "ProductImpl", classURL, p2param);
+
+ Product p1 = (Product) Activatable.register(desc1);
+ Product p2 = (Product) Activatable.register(desc2);
+
+ System.out.println("Binding activable implementations to registry...");
+ Context namingContext = new InitialContext();
+ namingContext.bind("rmi:toaster", p1);
+ namingContext.bind("rmi:microwave", p2);
+ System.out.println("Exiting...");
+ }
+ catch (Exception e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Activation/ProductClient.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Activation/ProductClient.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..a73c8fd
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Activation/ProductClient.java
@@ -0,0 +1,36 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.20 2004-08-15
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.rmi.*;
+import java.rmi.server.*;
+import javax.naming.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates how to call a remote method
+ on two objects that are located through the naming service.
+*/
+public class ProductClient
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ System.setProperty("java.security.policy", "client.policy");
+ System.setSecurityManager(new RMISecurityManager());
+ String url = "rmi://localhost/";
+ // change to "rmi://yourserver.com/" when server runs on remote machine yourserver.com
+ try
+ {
+ Context namingContext = new InitialContext();
+ Product c1 = (Product) namingContext.lookup(url + "toaster");
+ Product c2 = (Product) namingContext.lookup(url + "microwave");
+
+ System.out.println(c1.getDescription());
+ System.out.println(c2.getDescription());
+ }
+ catch (Exception e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Activation/ProductImpl.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Activation/ProductImpl.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..75d373e
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Activation/ProductImpl.java
@@ -0,0 +1,37 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 1996-09-07
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.io.*;
+import java.rmi.*;
+import java.rmi.activation.*;
+
+/**
+ This is the implementation class for the remote product
+ objects.
+*/
+public class ProductImpl
+ extends Activatable
+ implements Product
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a product implementation
+ @param id the activation id
+ @param data the marshalled construction parameter (containing the product name)
+ */
+ public ProductImpl(ActivationID id, MarshalledObject data)
+ throws RemoteException, IOException, ClassNotFoundException
+ {
+ super(id, 0);
+ name = (String) data.get();
+ System.out.println("Constructed " + name);
+ }
+
+ public String getDescription() throws RemoteException
+ {
+ return "I am a " + name + ". Buy me!";
+ }
+
+ private String name;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Activation/client.policy b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Activation/client.policy
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..22bd295
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Activation/client.policy
@@ -0,0 +1,7 @@
+grant
+{
+ permission java.net.SocketPermission
+ "*:1024-65535", "connect";
+ permission java.net.SocketPermission
+ "localhost:80", "connect";
+};
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Activation/rmid.policy b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Activation/rmid.policy
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..7a86cf4
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Activation/rmid.policy
@@ -0,0 +1,7 @@
+grant
+{
+ permission com.sun.rmi.rmid.ExecPermission
+ "${java.home}${/}bin${/}java";
+ permission com.sun.rmi.rmid.ExecOptionPermission
+ "-Djava.security.policy=*";
+};
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Activation/server.policy b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Activation/server.policy
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..110fb1c
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Activation/server.policy
@@ -0,0 +1,4 @@
+grant
+{
+ permission java.security.AllPermission;
+};
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Env/Env.idl b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Env/Env.idl
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..809e600
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Env/Env.idl
@@ -0,0 +1,4 @@
+interface Env
+{
+ string getenv(in string name);
+};
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Env/Env.mak b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Env/Env.mak
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..57fbd00
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Env/Env.mak
@@ -0,0 +1,34 @@
+# Pre-requisite:
+#
+# Make sure that you have environment variable LIB and INCLUDE setup for
+# using Developer studio from the command line. Usually, this is accomplished
+# by source the vcvars32.bat file.
+#
+
+# Where is the top of this distribution. All executable, library and include
+# directories are relative to this variable.
+#
+TOP = d:\omniorb
+
+
+##########################################################################
+# Essential flags to use omniORB2
+#
+DIR_CPPFLAGS = -I. -I$(TOP)\include
+#
+#
+CORBA_CPPFLAGS = -D__WIN32__ -D__x86__ -D__NT__ -D__OSVERSION__=4
+CORBA_LIB = omniORB271_rt.lib omnithread2_rt.lib wsock32.lib advapi32.lib \
+ -libpath:$(TOP)\lib\x86_win32
+CXXFLAGS = -O2 -MD -GX $(CORBA_CPPFLAGS) $(DIR_CPPFLAGS)
+CXXLINKOPTIONS =
+
+.SUFFIXES: .cpp
+.cpp.obj:
+ cl /nologo /c $(CXXFLAGS) /Tp$<
+
+EnvServer.exe: EnvServer.obj EnvSK.obj
+ link -nologo $(CXXLINKOPTIONS) -out:$@ $** $(CORBA_LIB)
+
+Env.hh EnvSK.cpp: Env.idl
+ $(TOP)\bin\x86_win32\omniidl2 -a -t -h .hh -s SK.cpp Env.idl
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Env/EnvClient.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Env/EnvClient.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..2f10c5e
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Env/EnvClient.java
@@ -0,0 +1,35 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 1999-08-21
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import org.omg.CosNaming.*;
+import org.omg.CORBA.*;
+
+public class EnvClient
+{
+ public static void main(String args[])
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ ORB orb = ORB.init(args, null);
+ org.omg.CORBA.Object namingContextObj = orb.resolve_initial_references("NameService");
+ NamingContext namingContext = NamingContextHelper.narrow(namingContextObj);
+
+ NameComponent[] path =
+ {
+ new NameComponent("corejava", "Context"),
+ new NameComponent("Env", "Object")
+ };
+ org.omg.CORBA.Object envObj = namingContext.resolve(path);
+ Env env = EnvHelper.narrow(envObj);
+ System.out.println(env.getenv("PATH"));
+ }
+ catch (Exception e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+}
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Env/EnvServer.cpp b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Env/EnvServer.cpp
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..ebf7908
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Env/EnvServer.cpp
@@ -0,0 +1,135 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.11 2004-08-15
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+#include
+#include
+
+#include "Env.hh"
+
+using namespace std;
+
+class EnvImpl :
+ public POA_Env,
+ public PortableServer::RefCountServantBase
+{
+public:
+ virtual char* getenv(const char *name);
+};
+
+char* EnvImpl::getenv(const char *name)
+{
+ char* value = std::getenv(name);
+ return CORBA::string_dup(value);
+}
+
+static void bindObjectToName(CORBA::ORB_ptr orb, const char name[], CORBA::Object_ptr objref)
+{
+ CosNaming::NamingContext_var rootContext;
+
+ try
+ {
+ // Obtain a reference to the root context of the name service:
+ CORBA::Object_var obj;
+ obj = orb->resolve_initial_references("NameService");
+
+ // Narrow the reference returned.
+ rootContext = CosNaming::NamingContext::_narrow(obj);
+ if(CORBA::is_nil(rootContext))
+ {
+ cerr << "Failed to narrow the root naming context." << endl;
+ return;
+ }
+ }
+ catch (CORBA::ORB::InvalidName& ex)
+ {
+ // This should not happen!
+ cerr << "Service required is invalid [does not exist]." << endl;
+ return;
+ }
+
+ try
+ {
+ CosNaming::Name contextName;
+ contextName.length(1);
+ contextName[0].id = (const char*) "corejava";
+ contextName[0].kind = (const char*) "Context";
+
+ CosNaming::NamingContext_var corejavaContext;
+ try
+ {
+ // Bind the context to root.
+ corejavaContext = rootContext->bind_new_context(contextName);
+ }
+ catch (CosNaming::NamingContext::AlreadyBound& ex)
+ {
+ // If the context already exists, this exception will be raised. In this case, just
+ // resolve the name and assign the context to the object returned:
+ CORBA::Object_var obj;
+ obj = rootContext->resolve(contextName);
+ corejavaContext = CosNaming::NamingContext::_narrow(obj);
+ if( CORBA::is_nil(corejavaContext) )
+ {
+ cerr << "Failed to narrow naming context." << endl;
+ return;
+ }
+ }
+
+ // Bind objref with given name to the context:
+ CosNaming::Name objectName;
+ objectName.length(1);
+ objectName[0].id = name;
+ objectName[0].kind = (const char*) "Object";
+
+ try
+ {
+ corejavaContext->bind(objectName, objref);
+ }
+ catch (CosNaming::NamingContext::AlreadyBound& ex)
+ {
+ corejavaContext->rebind(objectName, objref);
+ }
+ }
+ catch (CORBA::COMM_FAILURE& ex)
+ {
+ cerr << "Caught system exception COMM_FAILURE--unable to contact the naming service."
+ << endl;
+ }
+ catch (CORBA::SystemException&)
+ {
+ cerr << "Caught a CORBA::SystemException while using the naming service." << endl;
+ }
+}
+
+int main(int argc, char *argv[])
+{
+ cout << "Creating and initializing the ORB..." << endl;
+
+ CORBA::ORB_var orb = CORBA::ORB_init(argc, argv, "omniORB4");
+
+ CORBA::Object_var obj = orb->resolve_initial_references("RootPOA");
+ PortableServer::POA_var poa = PortableServer::POA::_narrow(obj);
+ poa->the_POAManager()->activate();
+
+ EnvImpl* envImpl = new EnvImpl();
+ poa->activate_object(envImpl);
+
+ // Obtain a reference to the object, and register it in the naming service.
+ obj = envImpl->_this();
+
+ cout << orb->object_to_string(obj) << endl;
+ cout << "Binding server implementations to registry..." << endl;
+ bindObjectToName(orb, "Env", obj);
+ envImpl->_remove_ref();
+
+ cout << "Waiting for invocations from clients..." << endl;
+ orb->run();
+
+ return 0;
+}
+
+
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/ListServices/ListServices.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/ListServices/ListServices.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..8861047
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/ListServices/ListServices.java
@@ -0,0 +1,20 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 1999-08-21
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import org.omg.CORBA.*;
+
+/**
+ This program lists all initial services supplied by an ORB.
+*/
+public class ListServices
+{
+ public static void main(String args[]) throws Exception
+ {
+ ORB orb = ORB.init(args, null);
+ String[] services = orb.list_initial_services();
+ for (int i = 0; i < services.length; i++)
+ System.out.println(services[i]);
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Product/Product.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Product/Product.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..b0539c9
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Product/Product.java
@@ -0,0 +1,18 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 1996-09-07
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.rmi.*;
+
+/**
+ The interface for remote product objects.
+*/
+public interface Product extends Remote
+{
+ /**
+ Gets the description of this product.
+ @return the product description
+ */
+ String getDescription() throws RemoteException;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Product/ProductClient.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Product/ProductClient.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..a73c8fd
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Product/ProductClient.java
@@ -0,0 +1,36 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.20 2004-08-15
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.rmi.*;
+import java.rmi.server.*;
+import javax.naming.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates how to call a remote method
+ on two objects that are located through the naming service.
+*/
+public class ProductClient
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ System.setProperty("java.security.policy", "client.policy");
+ System.setSecurityManager(new RMISecurityManager());
+ String url = "rmi://localhost/";
+ // change to "rmi://yourserver.com/" when server runs on remote machine yourserver.com
+ try
+ {
+ Context namingContext = new InitialContext();
+ Product c1 = (Product) namingContext.lookup(url + "toaster");
+ Product c2 = (Product) namingContext.lookup(url + "microwave");
+
+ System.out.println(c1.getDescription());
+ System.out.println(c2.getDescription());
+ }
+ catch (Exception e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Product/ProductImpl.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Product/ProductImpl.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..7d14052
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Product/ProductImpl.java
@@ -0,0 +1,32 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 1996-09-07
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.rmi.*;
+import java.rmi.server.*;
+
+/**
+ This is the implementation class for the remote product
+ objects.
+*/
+public class ProductImpl
+ extends UnicastRemoteObject
+ implements Product
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a product implementation
+ @param n the product name
+ */
+ public ProductImpl(String n) throws RemoteException
+ {
+ name = n;
+ }
+
+ public String getDescription() throws RemoteException
+ {
+ return "I am a " + name + ". Buy me!";
+ }
+
+ private String name;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Product/ProductServer.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Product/ProductServer.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..7b0e997
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Product/ProductServer.java
@@ -0,0 +1,38 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.20 2004-08-15
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.rmi.*;
+import java.rmi.server.*;
+import javax.naming.*;
+
+/**
+ This server program instantiates two remote objects,
+ registers them with the naming service, and waits for
+ clients to invoke methods on the remote objects.
+*/
+public class ProductServer
+{
+ public static void main(String args[])
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ System.out.println("Constructing server implementations...");
+
+ ProductImpl p1 = new ProductImpl("Blackwell Toaster");
+ ProductImpl p2 = new ProductImpl("ZapXpress Microwave Oven");
+
+ System.out.println("Binding server implementations to registry...");
+ Context namingContext = new InitialContext();
+ namingContext.bind("rmi:toaster", p1);
+ namingContext.bind("rmi:microwave", p2);
+ System.out.println("Waiting for invocations from clients...");
+ }
+ catch (Exception e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Product/client.policy b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Product/client.policy
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..d5a5bce
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Product/client.policy
@@ -0,0 +1,7 @@
+grant
+{
+ permission java.net.SocketPermission
+ "*:1024-65535", "connect,accept";
+ permission java.net.SocketPermission
+ "localhost:80", "connect";
+};
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/SOAPTest/SOAPTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/SOAPTest/SOAPTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..4887f8d
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/SOAPTest/SOAPTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,118 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 2004-08-15
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import com.amazon.*;
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.rmi.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ The client for the warehouse program.
+*/
+public class SOAPTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new SOAPTestFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame to select the book author and to display the server response.
+*/
+class SOAPTestFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public SOAPTestFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("SOAPTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+
+ panel.add(new JLabel("Author:"));
+ author = new JTextField(20);
+ panel.add(author);
+
+ JButton searchButton = new JButton("Search");
+ panel.add(searchButton);
+ searchButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ result.setText("Please wait...");
+ new Thread(new
+ Runnable()
+ {
+ public void run()
+ {
+ String name = author.getText();
+ String books = searchByAuthor(name);
+ result.setText(books);
+ }
+ }).start();
+ }
+ });
+
+ result = new JTextArea();
+ result.setLineWrap(true);
+ result.setEditable(false);
+
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+ add(new JScrollPane(result), BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Calls the Amazon web service to find titles that match the author.
+ @param name the author name
+ @return a description of the matching titles
+ */
+ private String searchByAuthor(String name)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ AmazonSearchPort port = (AmazonSearchPort)
+ (new AmazonSearchService_Impl().getAmazonSearchPort());
+
+ AuthorRequest request
+ = new AuthorRequest(name, "1", "books", "", "lite", "", token, "", "", "");
+ ProductInfo response = port.authorSearchRequest(request);
+
+ Details[] details = response.getDetails();
+ StringBuilder r = new StringBuilder();
+ for (Details d : details)
+ {
+ r.append("authors=");
+ String[] authors = d.getAuthors();
+ if (authors == null) r.append("[]");
+ else r.append(Arrays.asList(d.getAuthors()));
+ r.append(",title=");
+ r.append(d.getProductName());
+ r.append(",publisher=");
+ r.append(d.getManufacturer());
+ r.append(",pubdate=");
+ r.append(d.getReleaseDate());
+ r.append("\n");
+ }
+ return r.toString();
+ }
+ catch (RemoteException e)
+ {
+ return "Exception: " + e;
+ }
+ }
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 450;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+
+ private static final String token = "your token goes here";
+
+ private JTextField author;
+ private JTextArea result;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/SOAPTest/config.xml b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/SOAPTest/config.xml
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..3ab9b46
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/SOAPTest/config.xml
@@ -0,0 +1,7 @@
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/SOAPTest/run.bat b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/SOAPTest/run.bat
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..db615af
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/SOAPTest/run.bat
@@ -0,0 +1,3 @@
+SET JWSDP_DIR=c:\jwsdp-1.4
+javac -classpath .;%JWSDP_DIR%\jaxrpc\lib\jaxrpc-impl.jar SOAPTest.java
+java -classpath .;%JWSDP_DIR%\jaxrpc\lib\jaxrpc-api.jar;%JWSDP_DIR%\jaxrpc\lib\jaxrpc-impl.jar;%JWSDP_DIR%\jaxrpc\lib\jaxrpc-spi.jar;%JWSDP_DIR%\jwsdp-shared\lib\activation.jar;%JWSDP_DIR%\jwsdp-shared\lib\mail.jar;%JWSDP_DIR%\saaj\lib\saaj-api.jar;%JWSDP_DIR%\saaj\lib\saaj-impl.jar SOAPTest
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/SOAPTest/run.sh b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/SOAPTest/run.sh
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..0a40b2a
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/SOAPTest/run.sh
@@ -0,0 +1,4 @@
+#/bin/sh
+JWSDP_DIR=/usr/local/jwsdp-1.4
+javac -classpath .:$JWSDP_DIR/jaxrpc/lib/jaxrpc-impl.jar: SOAPTest.java
+java -classpath .:$JWSDP_DIR/jaxrpc/lib/jaxrpc-api.jar:$JWSDP_DIR/jaxrpc/lib/jaxrpc-impl.jar:$JWSDP_DIR/jaxrpc/lib/jaxrpc-spi.jar:$JWSDP_DIR/jwsdp-shared/lib/activation.jar:$JWSDP_DIR/jwsdp-shared/lib/mail.jar:$JWSDP_DIR/saaj/lib/saaj-api.jar:$JWSDP_DIR/saaj/lib/saaj-impl.jar SOAPTest
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/ShowBindings/ShowBindings.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/ShowBindings/ShowBindings.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..ff80a65
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/ShowBindings/ShowBindings.java
@@ -0,0 +1,29 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 2004-08-14
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.rmi.*;
+import java.rmi.server.*;
+import javax.naming.*;
+
+/**
+ This programs shows all RMI bindings.
+*/
+public class ShowBindings
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ Context namingContext = new InitialContext();
+ NamingEnumeration e = namingContext.list("rmi:");
+ while (e.hasMore())
+ System.out.println(e.next().getName());
+ }
+ catch (Exception e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/SysProp/SysProp.idl b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/SysProp/SysProp.idl
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..d11d782
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/SysProp/SysProp.idl
@@ -0,0 +1,4 @@
+interface SysProp
+{
+ string getProperty(in string name);
+};
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/SysProp/SysProp.mak b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/SysProp/SysProp.mak
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..e3e0088
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/SysProp/SysProp.mak
@@ -0,0 +1,34 @@
+# Pre-requisite:
+#
+# Make sure that you have environment variable LIB and INCLUDE setup for
+# using Developer studio from the command line. Usually, this is accomplished
+# by source the vcvars32.bat file.
+#
+
+# Where is the top of this distribution. All executable, library and include
+# directories are relative to this variable.
+#
+TOP = d:\omniorb
+
+
+##########################################################################
+# Essential flags to use omniORB2
+#
+DIR_CPPFLAGS = -I. -I$(TOP)\include
+#
+#
+CORBA_CPPFLAGS = -D__WIN32__ -D__x86__ -D__NT__ -D__OSVERSION__=4
+CORBA_LIB = omniORB271_rt.lib omnithread2_rt.lib wsock32.lib advapi32.lib \
+ -libpath:$(TOP)\lib\x86_win32
+CXXFLAGS = -O2 -MD -GX $(CORBA_CPPFLAGS) $(DIR_CPPFLAGS)
+CXXLINKOPTIONS =
+
+.SUFFIXES: .cpp
+.cpp.obj:
+ cl /nologo /c $(CXXFLAGS) /Tp$<
+
+SysPropClient.exe: SysPropClient.obj SysPropSK.obj
+ link -nologo $(CXXLINKOPTIONS) -out:$@ $** $(CORBA_LIB)
+
+SysProp.hh SysPropSK.cpp: SysProp.idl
+ $(TOP)\bin\x86_win32\omniidl2 -a -t -h .hh -s SK.cpp SysProp.idl
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/SysProp/SysPropClient.cpp b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/SysProp/SysPropClient.cpp
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..5a51ac2
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/SysProp/SysPropClient.cpp
@@ -0,0 +1,82 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.11 2004-08-15
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+#include
+
+#include "SysProp.hh"
+
+using namespace std;
+
+CORBA::Object_ptr getObjectReference(CORBA::ORB_ptr orb, const char serviceName[])
+{
+ CosNaming::NamingContext_var rootContext;
+
+ try
+ {
+ // Obtain a reference to the root context of the name service:
+ CORBA::Object_var initServ;
+ initServ = orb->resolve_initial_references("NameService");
+
+ // Narrow the object returned by resolve_initial_references() to a CosNaming::NamingContext
+ // object
+ rootContext = CosNaming::NamingContext::_narrow(initServ);
+ if (CORBA::is_nil(rootContext))
+ {
+ cerr << "Failed to narrow naming context." << endl;
+ return CORBA::Object::_nil();
+ }
+ }
+ catch (CORBA::ORB::InvalidName&)
+ {
+ cerr << "Name service does not exist." << endl;
+ return CORBA::Object::_nil();
+ }
+
+ // Create a name object, containing the name corejava/SysProp:
+ CosNaming::Name name;
+ name.length(1);
+
+ name[0].id = serviceName;
+ name[0].kind = "Object";
+
+ CORBA::Object_ptr obj;
+ try
+ {
+ // Resolve the name to an object reference, and assign the returned reference to a
+ // CORBA::Object:
+ obj = rootContext->resolve(name);
+ }
+ catch (CosNaming::NamingContext::NotFound&)
+ {
+ // This exception is thrown if any of the components of the path [contexts or the object]
+ // aren't found:
+ cerr << "Context not found." << endl;
+ return CORBA::Object::_nil();
+ }
+ return obj;
+}
+
+int main (int argc, char *argv[])
+{
+ CORBA::ORB_ptr orb = CORBA::ORB_init(argc, argv, "omniORB4");
+
+ CORBA::Object_var obj = getObjectReference(orb, "SysProp");
+ SysProp_var sysProp = SysProp::_narrow(obj);
+
+ if (CORBA::is_nil(sysProp))
+ {
+ cerr << "Cannot invoke on a nil object reference." << endl;
+ return 1;
+ }
+
+ CORBA::String_var key = "java.vendor";
+ CORBA::String_var value = sysProp->getProperty(key);
+
+ cerr << key << "=" << value << endl;
+
+ return 0;
+}
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/SysProp/SysPropServer.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/SysProp/SysPropServer.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..50b944d
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/SysProp/SysPropServer.java
@@ -0,0 +1,56 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 2001-07-15
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import org.omg.CosNaming.*;
+import org.omg.CORBA.*;
+import org.omg.PortableServer.*;
+
+class SysPropImpl extends SysPropPOA
+{
+ public String getProperty(String key)
+ {
+ return System.getProperty(key);
+ }
+}
+
+public class SysPropServer
+{
+ public static void main(String args[])
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ System.out.println("Creating and initializing the ORB...");
+
+ ORB orb = ORB.init(args, null);
+
+ System.out.println("Registering server implementation with the ORB...");
+
+ POA rootpoa = (POA) orb.resolve_initial_references("RootPOA");
+ rootpoa.the_POAManager().activate();
+
+ SysPropImpl impl = new SysPropImpl();
+ org.omg.CORBA.Object ref = rootpoa.servant_to_reference(impl);
+
+ System.out.println(orb.object_to_string(ref));
+
+ org.omg.CORBA.Object namingContextObj = orb.resolve_initial_references("NameService");
+ NamingContext namingContext = NamingContextHelper.narrow(namingContextObj);
+ NameComponent[] path =
+ {
+ new NameComponent("SysProp", "Object")
+ };
+
+ System.out.println("Binding server implemenation to name service...");
+ namingContext.rebind(path, ref);
+
+ System.out.println("Waiting for invocations from clients...");
+ orb.run();
+ }
+ catch (Exception e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace(System.out);
+ }
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/Customer.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/Customer.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..405f75d
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/Customer.java
@@ -0,0 +1,78 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 1999-08-23
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.io.*;
+
+/**
+ Description of a customer. Note that customer objects are not
+ remote--the class does not implement a remote interface.
+*/
+public class Customer implements Serializable
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a customer.
+ @param theAge the customer's age
+ @param theSex the customer's sex (MALE or FEMALE)
+ @param theHobbies the customer's hobbies
+ */
+ public Customer(int theAge, int theSex, String[] theHobbies)
+ {
+ age = theAge;
+ sex = theSex;
+ hobbies = theHobbies;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the customer's age.
+ @return the age
+ */
+ public int getAge() { return age; }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the customer's sex
+ @return MALE or FEMALE
+ */
+ public int getSex() { return sex; }
+
+ /**
+ Tests whether this customer has a particular hobby.
+ @param aHobby the hobby to test
+ @return true if this customer has the hobby
+ */
+ public boolean hasHobby(String aHobby)
+ {
+ if (aHobby == "") return true;
+ for (int i = 0; i < hobbies.length; i++)
+ if (hobbies[i].equals(aHobby)) return true;
+
+ return false;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Resets this customer record to default values.
+ */
+ public void reset()
+ {
+ age = 0;
+ sex = 0;
+ hobbies = null;
+ }
+
+ public String toString()
+ {
+ String result = "Age: " + age + ", Sex: ";
+ if (sex == Product.MALE) result += "Male";
+ else if (sex == Product.FEMALE) result += "Female";
+ else result += "Male or Female";
+ result += ", Hobbies:";
+ for (int i = 0; i < hobbies.length; i++)
+ result += " " + hobbies[i];
+ return result;
+ }
+
+ private int age;
+ private int sex;
+ private String[] hobbies;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/Product.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/Product.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9786db5
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/Product.java
@@ -0,0 +1,22 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 1996-09-07
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.rmi.*;
+
+/**
+ The interface for remote product objects.
+*/
+public interface Product extends Remote
+{
+ /**
+ Gets the description of this product.
+ @return the product description
+ */
+ String getDescription() throws RemoteException;
+
+ final int MALE = 1;
+ final int FEMALE = 2;
+ final int BOTH = MALE + FEMALE;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/ProductImpl.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/ProductImpl.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..5fb429d
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/ProductImpl.java
@@ -0,0 +1,62 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 1996-09-07
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.rmi.*;
+import java.rmi.server.*;
+
+/**
+ This is the implementation class for the remote product
+ objects.
+*/
+public class ProductImpl
+ extends UnicastRemoteObject
+ implements Product
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a product implementation
+ @param n the product name
+ @param s the suggested sex (MALE, FEMALE, or BOTH)
+ @param age1 the lower bound for the suggested age
+ @param age2 the upper bound for the suggested age
+ @param h the hobby matching this product
+ */
+ public ProductImpl(String n, int s, int age1, int age2,
+ String h) throws RemoteException
+ {
+ name = n;
+ ageLow = age1;
+ ageHigh = age2;
+ sex = s;
+ hobby = h;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Checks whether this product is a good match for a
+ customer. Note that this method is a local method since
+ it is not part of the Product interface.
+ @param c the customer to match against this product
+ @return true if this product is appropriate for the
+ customer
+ */
+ public boolean match(Customer c)
+ {
+ if (c.getAge() < ageLow || c.getAge() > ageHigh)
+ return false;
+ if (!c.hasHobby(hobby)) return false;
+ if ((sex & c.getSex()) == 0) return false;
+ return true;
+ }
+
+ public String getDescription() throws RemoteException
+ {
+ return "I am a " + name + ". Buy me!";
+ }
+
+ private String name;
+ private int ageLow;
+ private int ageHigh;
+ private int sex;
+ private String hobby;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/Warehouse.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/Warehouse.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..feb8833
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/Warehouse.java
@@ -0,0 +1,20 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.02 2004-08-15
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.rmi.*;
+import java.util.*;
+
+/**
+ The remote interface for a warehouse with products.
+*/
+public interface Warehouse extends Remote
+{
+ /**
+ Gets products that are good matches for a customer.
+ @param c the customer to match
+ @return an array list of matching products
+ */
+ ArrayList find(Customer c) throws RemoteException;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/WarehouseClient.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/WarehouseClient.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..1a40607
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/WarehouseClient.java
@@ -0,0 +1,147 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.30 2004-08-15
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.rmi.*;
+import java.rmi.server.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.naming.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ The client for the warehouse program.
+*/
+public class WarehouseClient
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ System.setProperty("java.security.policy", "client.policy");
+ System.setSecurityManager(new RMISecurityManager());
+
+ Properties props = new Properties();
+ String fileName = "WarehouseClient.properties";
+ FileInputStream in = new FileInputStream(fileName);
+ props.load(in);
+ String url = props.getProperty("warehouse.url");
+ if (url == null)
+ url = "rmi://localhost/central_warehouse";
+
+ Context namingContext = new InitialContext();
+ Warehouse centralWarehouse = (Warehouse) namingContext.lookup(url);
+ JFrame frame = new WarehouseClientFrame(centralWarehouse);
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+ catch (Exception e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame to select the customer's age, sex, and hobbies, and to
+ show the matching products resulting from a remote call to the
+ warehouse.
+*/
+class WarehouseClientFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public WarehouseClientFrame(Warehouse warehouse)
+ {
+ this.warehouse = warehouse;
+ setTitle("WarehouseClient");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+ panel.setLayout(new GridLayout(0, 2));
+
+ panel.add(new JLabel("Age:"));
+ age = new JTextField(4);
+ age.setText("20");
+ panel.add(age);
+
+ female = new JRadioButton("Female", true);
+ male = new JRadioButton("Male", true);
+ ButtonGroup group = new ButtonGroup();
+ panel.add(female); group.add(female);
+ panel.add(male); group.add(male);
+
+ panel.add(new JLabel("Hobbies: "));
+ hobbies = new ArrayList();
+ for (String h : new String[] { "Gardening", "Beauty", "Computers", "Household", "Sports" })
+ {
+ JCheckBox checkBox = new JCheckBox(h);
+ hobbies.add(checkBox);
+ panel.add(checkBox);
+ }
+
+ result = new JTextArea(4, 40);
+ result.setEditable(false);
+
+ JPanel buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+ JButton submitButton = new JButton("Submit");
+ buttonPanel.add(submitButton);
+ submitButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ callWarehouse();
+ }
+ });
+
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+ add(result, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ add(buttonPanel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Call the remote warehouse to find matching products.
+ */
+ private void callWarehouse()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ ArrayList selected = new ArrayList();
+ for (JCheckBox checkBox : hobbies)
+ if (checkBox.isSelected()) selected.add(checkBox.getText());
+ Customer c = new Customer(Integer.parseInt(age.getText()),
+ (male.isSelected() ? Product.MALE : 0)
+ + (female.isSelected() ? Product.FEMALE : 0),
+ selected.toArray(new String[selected.size()]));
+ ArrayList recommendations = warehouse.find(c);
+ result.setText(c + "\n");
+ for (Product p : recommendations)
+ {
+ String t = p.getDescription() + "\n";
+ result.append(t);
+ }
+ }
+ catch (Exception e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ result.setText("Exception: " + e);
+ }
+ }
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+
+ private Warehouse warehouse;
+ private JTextField age;
+ private JRadioButton male;
+ private JRadioButton female;
+ private ArrayList hobbies;
+ private JTextArea result;
+}
+
+
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/WarehouseClient.properties b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/WarehouseClient.properties
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..ae94edf
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/WarehouseClient.properties
@@ -0,0 +1 @@
+warehouse.url=rmi://localhost/central_warehouse
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/WarehouseImpl.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/WarehouseImpl.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..8dea971
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/WarehouseImpl.java
@@ -0,0 +1,78 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 2004-08-15
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.io.*;
+import java.rmi.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import java.rmi.server.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import java.util.concurrent.locks.*;
+
+/**
+ This class is the implementation for the remote
+ Warehouse interface.
+*/
+public class WarehouseImpl
+ extends UnicastRemoteObject
+ implements Warehouse
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a warehouse implementation.
+ */
+ public WarehouseImpl()
+ throws RemoteException
+ {
+ products = new ArrayList();
+ add(new ProductImpl("Core Java Book", 0, 200, Product.BOTH, "Computers"));
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Add a product to the warehouse. Note that this is a local method.
+ @param p the product to add
+ */
+ public void add(ProductImpl p)
+ {
+ Lock wlock = rwlock.writeLock();
+ wlock.lock();
+ try
+ {
+ products.add(p);
+ }
+ finally
+ {
+ wlock.unlock();
+ }
+ }
+
+ public ArrayList find(Customer c)
+ throws RemoteException
+ {
+ Lock rlock = rwlock.readLock();
+ rlock.lock();
+ try
+ {
+ ArrayList result = new ArrayList();
+ // add all matching products
+ for (ProductImpl p : products)
+ {
+ if (p.match(c)) result.add(p);
+ }
+ // add the product that is a good match for everyone, a copy of Core Java
+ if (!result.contains(products.get(0)))
+ result.add(products.get(0));
+
+ // we reset c just to show that c is a copy of the client object
+ c.reset();
+ return result;
+ }
+ finally
+ {
+ rlock.unlock();
+ }
+ }
+
+ private ArrayList products;
+ private ReadWriteLock rwlock = new ReentrantReadWriteLock();
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/WarehouseServer.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/WarehouseServer.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..439ff57
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/WarehouseServer.java
@@ -0,0 +1,47 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.11 2001-07-10
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.rmi.*;
+import java.rmi.server.*;
+import javax.naming.*;
+
+/**
+ This server program instantiates a remote warehouse
+ objects, registers it with the naming service, and waits
+ for clients to invoke methods.
+*/
+public class WarehouseServer
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ System.out.println("Constructing server implementations...");
+ WarehouseImpl w = new WarehouseImpl();
+ w.add(new ProductImpl("Blackwell Toaster", Product.BOTH, 18, 200, "Household"));
+ w.add(new ProductImpl("ZapXpress Microwave Oven", Product.BOTH, 18, 200, "Household"));
+ w.add(new ProductImpl("DirtDigger Steam Shovel", Product.MALE, 20, 60, "Gardening"));
+ w.add(new ProductImpl("U238 Weed Killer", Product.BOTH, 20, 200, "Gardening"));
+ w.add(new ProductImpl("Persistent Java Fragrance", Product.FEMALE, 15, 45, "Beauty"));
+ w.add(new ProductImpl("Rabid Rodent Computer Mouse", Product.BOTH, 6, 40, "Computers"));
+ w.add(new ProductImpl("My first Espresso Maker", Product.FEMALE, 6, 10, "Household"));
+ w.add(new ProductImpl("JavaJungle Eau de Cologne", Product.MALE, 15, 45, "Beauty"));
+ w.add(new ProductImpl("FireWire Espresso Maker", Product.BOTH, 20, 50, "Computers"));
+ w.add(new ProductImpl("Learn Bad Java Habits in 21 Days Book", Product.BOTH, 20, 200,
+ "Computers"));
+
+ System.out.println("Binding server implementations to registry...");
+ Context namingContext = new InitialContext();
+ namingContext.bind("rmi:central_warehouse", w);
+
+ System.out.println("Waiting for invocations from clients...");
+ }
+ catch (Exception e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/client.policy b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/client.policy
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..db4941b
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch5/Warehouse/client.policy
@@ -0,0 +1,9 @@
+grant
+{
+ permission java.net.SocketPermission
+ "*:1024-65535", "connect";
+ permission java.awt.AWTPermission
+ "accessEventQueue";
+ permission java.net.SocketPermission
+ "localhost:80", "connect";
+};
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ClassBrowserTest/ClassBrowserTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ClassBrowserTest/ClassBrowserTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..fb5a4cd
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ClassBrowserTest/ClassBrowserTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,204 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.02 2004-08-21
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.lang.reflect.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+import javax.swing.tree.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates tree selection events.
+*/
+public class ClassBrowserTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new ClassBrowserTestFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with a class tree, a text area to show the properties
+ of the selected class, and a text field to add new classes.
+*/
+class ClassBrowserTestFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public ClassBrowserTestFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("ClassBrowserTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // the root of the class tree is Object
+ root = new DefaultMutableTreeNode(java.lang.Object.class);
+ model = new DefaultTreeModel(root);
+ tree = new JTree(model);
+
+ // add this class to populate the tree with some data
+ addClass(getClass());
+
+ // set up selection mode
+ tree.addTreeSelectionListener(new
+ TreeSelectionListener()
+ {
+ public void valueChanged(TreeSelectionEvent event)
+ {
+ // the user selected a different node--update description
+ TreePath path = tree.getSelectionPath();
+ if (path == null) return;
+ DefaultMutableTreeNode selectedNode
+ = (DefaultMutableTreeNode) path.getLastPathComponent();
+ Class c = (Class) selectedNode.getUserObject();
+ String description = getFieldDescription(c);
+ textArea.setText(description);
+ }
+ });
+ int mode = TreeSelectionModel.SINGLE_TREE_SELECTION;
+ tree.getSelectionModel().setSelectionMode(mode);
+
+ // this text area holds the class description
+ textArea = new JTextArea();
+
+ // add tree and text area
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+ panel.setLayout(new GridLayout(1, 2));
+ panel.add(new JScrollPane(tree));
+ panel.add(new JScrollPane(textArea));
+
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ addTextField();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Add the text field and "Add" button to add a new class.
+ */
+ public void addTextField()
+ {
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+
+ ActionListener addListener = new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ // add the class whose name is in the text field
+ try
+ {
+ String text = textField.getText();
+ addClass(Class.forName(text));
+ // clear text field to indicate success
+ textField.setText("");
+ }
+ catch (ClassNotFoundException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(null, "Class not found");
+ }
+ }
+ };
+
+ // new class names are typed into this text field
+ textField = new JTextField(20);
+ textField.addActionListener(addListener);
+ panel.add(textField);
+
+ JButton addButton = new JButton("Add");
+ addButton.addActionListener(addListener);
+ panel.add(addButton);
+
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Finds an object in the tree.
+ @param obj the object to find
+ @return the node containing the object or null
+ if the object is not present in the tree
+ */
+ public DefaultMutableTreeNode findUserObject(Object obj)
+ {
+ // find the node containing a user object
+ Enumeration e = root.breadthFirstEnumeration();
+ while (e.hasMoreElements())
+ {
+ DefaultMutableTreeNode node = (DefaultMutableTreeNode) e.nextElement();
+ if (node.getUserObject().equals(obj))
+ return node;
+ }
+ return null;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Adds a new class and any parent classes that aren't
+ yet part of the tree
+ @param c the class to add
+ @return the newly added node.
+ */
+ public DefaultMutableTreeNode addClass(Class c)
+ {
+ // add a new class to the tree
+
+ // skip non-class types
+ if (c.isInterface() || c.isPrimitive()) return null;
+
+ // if the class is already in the tree, return its node
+ DefaultMutableTreeNode node = findUserObject(c);
+ if (node != null) return node;
+
+ // class isn't present--first add class parent recursively
+
+ Class s = c.getSuperclass();
+
+ DefaultMutableTreeNode parent;
+ if (s == null)
+ parent = root;
+ else
+ parent = addClass(s);
+
+ // add the class as a child to the parent
+ DefaultMutableTreeNode newNode = new DefaultMutableTreeNode(c);
+ model.insertNodeInto(newNode, parent, parent.getChildCount());
+
+ // make node visible
+ TreePath path = new TreePath(model.getPathToRoot(newNode));
+ tree.makeVisible(path);
+
+ return newNode;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Returns a description of the fields of a class.
+ @param the class to be described
+ @return a string containing all field types and names
+ */
+ public static String getFieldDescription(Class c)
+ {
+ // use reflection to find types and names of fields
+ StringBuilder r = new StringBuilder();
+ Field[] fields = c.getDeclaredFields();
+ for (int i = 0; i < fields.length; i++)
+ {
+ Field f = fields[i];
+ if ((f.getModifiers() & Modifier.STATIC) != 0) r.append("static ");
+ r.append(f.getType().getName());
+ r.append(" ");
+ r.append(f.getName());
+ r.append("\n");
+ }
+ return r.toString();
+ }
+
+ private DefaultMutableTreeNode root;
+ private DefaultTreeModel model;
+ private JTree tree;
+ private JTextField textField;
+ private JTextArea textArea;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ClassTree/ClassTree.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ClassTree/ClassTree.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..07a64f6
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ClassTree/ClassTree.java
@@ -0,0 +1,194 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.02 2004-08-21
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.lang.reflect.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+import javax.swing.tree.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates cell rendering by showing
+ a tree of classes and their superclasses.
+*/
+public class ClassTree
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new ClassTreeFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame displays the class tree, a text field and
+ add button to add more classes into the tree.
+*/
+class ClassTreeFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public ClassTreeFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("ClassTree");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // the root of the class tree is Object
+ root = new DefaultMutableTreeNode(java.lang.Object.class);
+ model = new DefaultTreeModel(root);
+ tree = new JTree(model);
+
+ // add this class to populate the tree with some data
+ addClass(getClass());
+
+ // set up node icons
+ ClassNameTreeCellRenderer renderer = new ClassNameTreeCellRenderer();
+ renderer.setClosedIcon(new ImageIcon("red-ball.gif"));
+ renderer.setOpenIcon(new ImageIcon("yellow-ball.gif"));
+ renderer.setLeafIcon(new ImageIcon("blue-ball.gif"));
+ tree.setCellRenderer(renderer);
+
+ add(new JScrollPane(tree), BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ addTextField();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Add the text field and "Add" button to add a new class.
+ */
+ public void addTextField()
+ {
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+
+ ActionListener addListener = new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ // add the class whose name is in the text field
+ try
+ {
+ String text = textField.getText();
+ addClass(Class.forName(text)); // clear text field to indicate success
+ textField.setText("");
+ }
+ catch (ClassNotFoundException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(null, "Class not found");
+ }
+ }
+ };
+
+ // new class names are typed into this text field
+ textField = new JTextField(20);
+ textField.addActionListener(addListener);
+ panel.add(textField);
+
+ JButton addButton = new JButton("Add");
+ addButton.addActionListener(addListener);
+ panel.add(addButton);
+
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Finds an object in the tree.
+ @param obj the object to find
+ @return the node containing the object or null
+ if the object is not present in the tree
+ */
+ public DefaultMutableTreeNode findUserObject(Object obj)
+ {
+ // find the node containing a user object
+ Enumeration e = root.breadthFirstEnumeration();
+ while (e.hasMoreElements())
+ {
+ DefaultMutableTreeNode node = (DefaultMutableTreeNode) e.nextElement();
+ if (node.getUserObject().equals(obj))
+ return node;
+ }
+ return null;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Adds a new class and any parent classes that aren't
+ yet part of the tree
+ @param c the class to add
+ @return the newly added node.
+ */
+ public DefaultMutableTreeNode addClass(Class c)
+ {
+ // add a new class to the tree
+
+ // skip non-class types
+ if (c.isInterface() || c.isPrimitive()) return null;
+
+ // if the class is already in the tree, return its node
+ DefaultMutableTreeNode node = findUserObject(c);
+ if (node != null) return node;
+
+ // class isn't present--first add class parent recursively
+
+ Class s = c.getSuperclass();
+
+ DefaultMutableTreeNode parent;
+ if (s == null)
+ parent = root;
+ else
+ parent = addClass(s);
+
+ // add the class as a child to the parent
+ DefaultMutableTreeNode newNode = new DefaultMutableTreeNode(c);
+ model.insertNodeInto(newNode, parent, parent.getChildCount());
+
+ // make node visible
+ TreePath path = new TreePath(model.getPathToRoot(newNode));
+ tree.makeVisible(path);
+
+ return newNode;
+ }
+
+ private DefaultMutableTreeNode root;
+ private DefaultTreeModel model;
+ private JTree tree;
+ private JTextField textField;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+}
+
+/**
+ This class renders a class name either in plain or italic.
+ Abstract classes are italic.
+*/
+class ClassNameTreeCellRenderer extends DefaultTreeCellRenderer
+{
+ public Component getTreeCellRendererComponent(JTree tree, Object value, boolean selected,
+ boolean expanded, boolean leaf, int row, boolean hasFocus)
+ {
+ super.getTreeCellRendererComponent(tree, value, selected, expanded, leaf, row, hasFocus);
+ // get the user object
+ DefaultMutableTreeNode node = (DefaultMutableTreeNode) value;
+ Class c = (Class) node.getUserObject();
+
+ // the first time, derive italic font from plain font
+ if (plainFont == null)
+ {
+ plainFont = getFont();
+ // the tree cell renderer is sometimes called with a label that has a null font
+ if (plainFont != null) italicFont = plainFont.deriveFont(Font.ITALIC);
+ }
+
+ // set font to italic if the class is abstract, plain otherwise
+ if ((c.getModifiers() & Modifier.ABSTRACT) == 0)
+ setFont(plainFont);
+ else
+ setFont(italicFont);
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ private Font plainFont = null;
+ private Font italicFont = null;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ClassTree/blue-ball.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ClassTree/blue-ball.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..edc29b7
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ClassTree/blue-ball.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ClassTree/red-ball.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ClassTree/red-ball.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..dca9296
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ClassTree/red-ball.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ClassTree/yellow-ball.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ClassTree/yellow-ball.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..2b8c0bb
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ClassTree/yellow-ball.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/EditorPaneTest/EditorPaneTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/EditorPaneTest/EditorPaneTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..44d9d1f
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/EditorPaneTest/EditorPaneTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,148 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.02 2004-08-22
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.net.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates how to display HTML documents
+ in an editor pane.
+*/
+public class EditorPaneTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new EditorPaneFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains an editor pane, a text field and button
+ to enter a URL and load a document, and a Back button to
+ return to a previously loaded document.
+*/
+class EditorPaneFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public EditorPaneFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("EditorPaneTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ final Stack urlStack = new Stack();
+ final JEditorPane editorPane = new JEditorPane();
+ final JTextField url = new JTextField(30);
+
+ // set up hyperlink listener
+
+ editorPane.setEditable(false);
+ editorPane.addHyperlinkListener(new
+ HyperlinkListener()
+ {
+ public void hyperlinkUpdate(HyperlinkEvent event)
+ {
+ if (event.getEventType() == HyperlinkEvent.EventType.ACTIVATED)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ // remember URL for back button
+ urlStack.push(event.getURL().toString());
+ // show URL in text field
+ url.setText(event.getURL().toString());
+ editorPane.setPage(event.getURL());
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ editorPane.setText("Exception: " + e);
+ }
+ }
+ }
+ });
+
+ // set up checkbox for toggling edit mode
+
+ final JCheckBox editable = new JCheckBox();
+ editable.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ editorPane.setEditable(editable.isSelected());
+ }
+ });
+
+ // set up load button for loading URL
+
+ ActionListener listener = new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ // remember URL for back button
+ urlStack.push(url.getText());
+ editorPane.setPage(url.getText());
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ editorPane.setText("Exception: " + e);
+ }
+ }
+ };
+
+ JButton loadButton = new JButton("Load");
+ loadButton.addActionListener(listener);
+ url.addActionListener(listener);
+
+ // set up back button and button action
+
+ JButton backButton = new JButton("Back");
+ backButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ if (urlStack.size() <= 1) return;
+ try
+ {
+ // get URL from back button
+ urlStack.pop();
+ // show URL in text field
+ String urlString = urlStack.peek();
+ url.setText(urlString);
+ editorPane.setPage(urlString);
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ editorPane.setText("Exception: " + e);
+ }
+ }
+ });
+
+ add(new JScrollPane(editorPane), BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ // put all control components in a panel
+
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+ panel.add(new JLabel("URL"));
+ panel.add(url);
+ panel.add(loadButton);
+ panel.add(backButton);
+ panel.add(new JLabel("Editable"));
+ panel.add(editable);
+
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ }
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 600;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 400;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Earth.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Earth.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..a235ba6
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Earth.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/InternalFrameTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/InternalFrameTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..7dadc48
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/InternalFrameTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,316 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 2004-08-22
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.beans.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.net.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates the use of internal frames.
+*/
+public class InternalFrameTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new DesktopFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This desktop frame contains editor panes that show HTML
+ documents.
+*/
+class DesktopFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public DesktopFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("InternalFrameTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ desktop = new JDesktopPane();
+ add(desktop, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ // set up menus
+
+ JMenuBar menuBar = new JMenuBar();
+ setJMenuBar(menuBar);
+ JMenu fileMenu = new JMenu("File");
+ menuBar.add(fileMenu);
+ JMenuItem openItem = new JMenuItem("New");
+ openItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ createInternalFrame(
+ new JLabel(new ImageIcon(planets[counter] + ".gif")),
+ planets[counter]);
+ counter = (counter + 1) % planets.length;
+ }
+ });
+ fileMenu.add(openItem);
+ JMenuItem exitItem = new JMenuItem("Exit");
+ exitItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ System.exit(0);
+ }
+ });
+ fileMenu.add(exitItem);
+ JMenu windowMenu = new JMenu("Window");
+ menuBar.add(windowMenu);
+ JMenuItem nextItem = new JMenuItem("Next");
+ nextItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ selectNextWindow();
+ }
+ });
+ windowMenu.add(nextItem);
+ JMenuItem cascadeItem = new JMenuItem("Cascade");
+ cascadeItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ cascadeWindows();
+ }
+ });
+ windowMenu.add(cascadeItem);
+ JMenuItem tileItem = new JMenuItem("Tile");
+ tileItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ tileWindows();
+ }
+ });
+ windowMenu.add(tileItem);
+ final JCheckBoxMenuItem dragOutlineItem = new JCheckBoxMenuItem("Drag Outline");
+ dragOutlineItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ desktop.setDragMode(dragOutlineItem.isSelected()
+ ? JDesktopPane.OUTLINE_DRAG_MODE
+ : JDesktopPane.LIVE_DRAG_MODE);
+ }
+ });
+ windowMenu.add(dragOutlineItem);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Creates an internal frame on the desktop.
+ @param c the component to display in the internal frame
+ @param t the title of the internal frame.
+ */
+ public void createInternalFrame(Component c, String t)
+ {
+ final JInternalFrame iframe = new JInternalFrame(t,
+ true, // resizable
+ true, // closable
+ true, // maximizable
+ true); // iconifiable
+
+ iframe.add(c, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ desktop.add(iframe);
+
+ iframe.setFrameIcon(new ImageIcon("document.gif"));
+
+ // add listener to confirm frame closing
+ iframe.addVetoableChangeListener(new
+ VetoableChangeListener()
+ {
+ public void vetoableChange(PropertyChangeEvent event)
+ throws PropertyVetoException
+ {
+ String name = event.getPropertyName();
+ Object value = event.getNewValue();
+
+ // we only want to check attempts to close a frame
+ if (name.equals("closed") && value.equals(true))
+ {
+ // ask user if it is ok to close
+ int result = JOptionPane.showInternalConfirmDialog(
+ iframe, "OK to close?", "Select an Option", JOptionPane.YES_NO_OPTION);
+
+ // if the user doesn't agree, veto the close
+ if (result != JOptionPane.YES_OPTION)
+ throw new PropertyVetoException("User canceled close", event);
+ }
+ }
+ });
+
+ // position frame
+ int width = desktop.getWidth() / 2;
+ int height = desktop.getHeight() / 2;
+ iframe.reshape(nextFrameX, nextFrameY, width, height);
+
+ iframe.show();
+
+ // select the frame--might be vetoed
+ try
+ {
+ iframe.setSelected(true);
+ }
+ catch (PropertyVetoException e)
+ {}
+
+ frameDistance = iframe.getHeight() - iframe.getContentPane().getHeight();
+
+ // compute placement for next frame
+
+ nextFrameX += frameDistance;
+ nextFrameY += frameDistance;
+ if (nextFrameX + width > desktop.getWidth()) nextFrameX = 0;
+ if (nextFrameY + height > desktop.getHeight()) nextFrameY = 0;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Cascades the non-iconified internal frames of the desktop.
+ */
+ public void cascadeWindows()
+ {
+ int x = 0;
+ int y = 0;
+ int width = desktop.getWidth() / 2;
+ int height = desktop.getHeight() / 2;
+
+ for (JInternalFrame frame : desktop.getAllFrames())
+ {
+ if (!frame.isIcon())
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ // try to make maximized frames resizable; this might be vetoed
+ frame.setMaximum(false);
+ frame.reshape(x, y, width, height);
+
+ x += frameDistance;
+ y += frameDistance;
+ // wrap around at the desktop edge
+ if (x + width > desktop.getWidth()) x = 0;
+ if (y + height > desktop.getHeight()) y = 0;
+ }
+ catch (PropertyVetoException e)
+ {}
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Tiles the non-iconified internal frames of the desktop.
+ */
+ public void tileWindows()
+ {
+ // count frames that aren't iconized
+ int frameCount = 0;
+ for (JInternalFrame frame : desktop.getAllFrames())
+ if (!frame.isIcon()) frameCount++;
+ if (frameCount == 0) return;
+
+ int rows = (int) Math.sqrt(frameCount);
+ int cols = frameCount / rows;
+ int extra = frameCount % rows;
+ // number of columns with an extra row
+
+ int width = desktop.getWidth() / cols;
+ int height = desktop.getHeight() / rows;
+ int r = 0;
+ int c = 0;
+ for (JInternalFrame frame : desktop.getAllFrames())
+ {
+ if (!frame.isIcon())
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ frame.setMaximum(false);
+ frame.reshape(c * width, r * height, width, height);
+ r++;
+ if (r == rows)
+ {
+ r = 0;
+ c++;
+ if (c == cols - extra)
+ {
+ // start adding an extra row
+ rows++;
+ height = desktop.getHeight() / rows;
+ }
+ }
+ }
+ catch (PropertyVetoException e)
+ {}
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Brings the next non-iconified internal frame to the front.
+ */
+ public void selectNextWindow()
+ {
+ JInternalFrame[] frames = desktop.getAllFrames();
+ for (int i = 0; i < frames.length; i++)
+ {
+ if (frames[i].isSelected())
+ {
+ // find next frame that isn't an icon and can be selected
+ int next = (i + 1) % frames.length;
+ while (next != i)
+ {
+ if (!frames[next].isIcon())
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ // all other frames are icons or veto selection
+ frames[next].setSelected(true);
+ frames[next].toFront();
+ frames[i].toBack();
+ return;
+ }
+ catch (PropertyVetoException e)
+ {}
+ }
+ next = (next + 1) % frames.length;
+ }
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ private JDesktopPane desktop;
+ private int nextFrameX;
+ private int nextFrameY;
+ private int frameDistance;
+ private int counter;
+ private static final String[] planets =
+ {
+ "Mercury",
+ "Venus",
+ "Earth",
+ "Mars",
+ "Jupiter",
+ "Saturn",
+ "Uranus",
+ "Neptune",
+ "Pluto",
+ };
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 600;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 400;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Jupiter.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Jupiter.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..b3929a3
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Jupiter.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Mars.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Mars.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..c1ea233
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Mars.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Mercury.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Mercury.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..b64e2ae
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Mercury.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Neptune.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Neptune.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..73cef1a
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Neptune.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Pluto.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Pluto.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..368adab
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Pluto.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Saturn.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Saturn.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..c643d28
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Saturn.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Uranus.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Uranus.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9438149
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Uranus.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Venus.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Venus.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..c4cc98f
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/Venus.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/document.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/document.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..f385526
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InternalFrameTest/document.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InvestmentTable/InvestmentTable.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InvestmentTable/InvestmentTable.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..aded478
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/InvestmentTable/InvestmentTable.java
@@ -0,0 +1,85 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.01 2004-08-22
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.text.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.table.*;
+
+/**
+ This program shows how to build a table from a table model.
+*/
+public class InvestmentTable
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new InvestmentTableFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains the investment table.
+*/
+class InvestmentTableFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public InvestmentTableFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("InvestmentTable");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ TableModel model = new InvestmentTableModel(30, 5, 10);
+ JTable table = new JTable(model);
+ add(new JScrollPane(table));
+ }
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 600;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+}
+
+/**
+ This table model computes the cell entries each time they
+ are requested. The table contents shows the growth of
+ an investment for a number of years under different interest
+ rates.
+*/
+class InvestmentTableModel extends AbstractTableModel
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs an investment table model.
+ @param y the number of years
+ @param r1 the lowest interest rate to tabulate
+ @param r2 the highest interest rate to tabulate
+ */
+ public InvestmentTableModel(int y, int r1, int r2)
+ {
+ years = y;
+ minRate = r1;
+ maxRate = r2;
+ }
+
+ public int getRowCount() { return years; }
+
+ public int getColumnCount() { return maxRate - minRate + 1; }
+
+ public Object getValueAt(int r, int c)
+ {
+ double rate = (c + minRate) / 100.0;
+ int nperiods = r;
+ double futureBalance = INITIAL_BALANCE * Math.pow(1 + rate, nperiods);
+ return String.format("%.2f", futureBalance);
+ }
+
+ public String getColumnName(int c) { return (c + minRate) + "%"; }
+
+ private int years;
+ private int minRate;
+ private int maxRate;
+
+ private static double INITIAL_BALANCE = 100000.0;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ListRenderingTest/ListRenderingTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ListRenderingTest/ListRenderingTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..167e07a
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ListRenderingTest/ListRenderingTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,114 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.22 2004-08-21
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates the use of cell renderers in
+ a list box.
+*/
+public class ListRenderingTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new ListRenderingFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains a list with a set of fonts and a text
+ area that is set to the selected font.
+*/
+class ListRenderingFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public ListRenderingFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("ListRenderingTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ ArrayList fonts = new ArrayList();
+ final int SIZE = 24;
+ fonts.add(new Font("Serif", Font.PLAIN, SIZE));
+ fonts.add(new Font("SansSerif", Font.PLAIN, SIZE));
+ fonts.add(new Font("Monospaced", Font.PLAIN, SIZE));
+ fonts.add(new Font("Dialog", Font.PLAIN, SIZE));
+ fonts.add(new Font("DialogInput", Font.PLAIN, SIZE));
+ fontList = new JList(fonts.toArray());
+ fontList.setVisibleRowCount(4);
+ fontList.setSelectionMode(ListSelectionModel.SINGLE_SELECTION);
+ fontList.setCellRenderer(new FontCellRenderer());
+ JScrollPane scrollPane = new JScrollPane(fontList);
+
+ JPanel p = new JPanel();
+ p.add(scrollPane);
+ fontList.addListSelectionListener(new
+ ListSelectionListener()
+ {
+ public void valueChanged(ListSelectionEvent evt)
+ {
+ Font font = (Font) fontList.getSelectedValue();
+ text.setFont(font);
+ }
+
+ });
+
+ Container contentPane = getContentPane();
+ contentPane.add(p, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ text = new JTextArea("The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog");
+ text.setFont((Font) fonts.get(0));
+ text.setLineWrap(true);
+ text.setWrapStyleWord(true);
+ contentPane.add(text, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ }
+
+ private JTextArea text;
+ private JList fontList;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+}
+
+/**
+ A cell renderer for Font objects that renders the font name in its own font.
+*/
+class FontCellRenderer extends JPanel implements ListCellRenderer
+{
+ public Component getListCellRendererComponent(JList list, Object value, int index,
+ boolean isSelected, boolean cellHasFocus)
+ {
+ font = (Font) value;
+ background = isSelected ? list.getSelectionBackground() : list.getBackground();
+ foreground = isSelected ? list.getSelectionForeground() : list.getForeground();
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ String text = font.getFamily();
+ FontMetrics fm = g.getFontMetrics(font);
+ g.setColor(background);
+ g.fillRect(0, 0, getWidth(), getHeight());
+ g.setColor(foreground);
+ g.setFont(font);
+ g.drawString(text, 0, fm.getAscent());
+ }
+
+ public Dimension getPreferredSize()
+ {
+ String text = font.getFamily();
+ Graphics g = getGraphics();
+ FontMetrics fm = g.getFontMetrics(font);
+ return new Dimension(fm.stringWidth(text), fm.getHeight());
+ }
+
+ private Font font;
+ private Color background;
+ private Color foreground;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ListTest/ListTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ListTest/ListTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..5e1d1f9
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ListTest/ListTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,113 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.22 2004-08-21
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates a simple fixed list of strings.
+*/
+public class ListTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new ListFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains a word list and a label that shows a
+ sentence made up from the chosen words. Note that you can
+ select multiple words with Ctrl+click and Shift+click.
+*/
+class ListFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public ListFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("ListTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ String[] words =
+ {
+ "quick","brown","hungry","wild","silent",
+ "huge","private","abstract","static","final"
+ };
+
+ wordList = new JList(words);
+ wordList.setVisibleRowCount(4);
+ JScrollPane scrollPane = new JScrollPane(wordList);
+
+ listPanel = new JPanel();
+ listPanel.add(scrollPane);
+ wordList.addListSelectionListener(new
+ ListSelectionListener()
+ {
+ public void valueChanged(ListSelectionEvent event)
+ {
+ Object[] values = wordList.getSelectedValues();
+
+ StringBuilder text = new StringBuilder(prefix);
+ for (int i = 0; i < values.length; i++)
+ {
+ String word = (String) values[i];
+ text.append(word);
+ text.append(" ");
+ }
+ text.append(suffix);
+
+ label.setText(text.toString());
+ }
+ });
+
+ buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+ group = new ButtonGroup();
+ makeButton("Vertical", JList.VERTICAL);
+ makeButton("Vertical Wrap", JList.VERTICAL_WRAP);
+ makeButton("Horizontal Wrap", JList.HORIZONTAL_WRAP);
+
+ add(listPanel, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+ label = new JLabel(prefix + suffix);
+ add(label, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ add(buttonPanel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Makes a radio button to set the layout orientation.
+ @param label the button label
+ @param orientation the orientation for the list
+ */
+ private void makeButton(String label, final int orientation)
+ {
+ JRadioButton button = new JRadioButton(label);
+ buttonPanel.add(button);
+ if (group.getButtonCount() == 0) button.setSelected(true);
+ group.add(button);
+ button.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ wordList.setLayoutOrientation(orientation);
+ listPanel.revalidate();
+ }
+ });
+ }
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+ private JPanel listPanel;
+ private JList wordList;
+ private JLabel label;
+ private JPanel buttonPanel;
+ private ButtonGroup group;
+ private String prefix = "The ";
+ private String suffix = "fox jumps over the lazy dog.";
+}
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/LongListTest/LongListTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/LongListTest/LongListTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..def203f
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/LongListTest/LongListTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,112 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.22 2004-08-21
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates a list that dynamically computes
+ list entries.
+*/
+public class LongListTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new LongListFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains a long word list and a label that shows a
+ sentence made up from the chosen word.
+*/
+class LongListFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public LongListFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("LongListTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ wordList = new JList(new WordListModel(3));
+ wordList.setSelectionMode(ListSelectionModel.SINGLE_SELECTION);
+ wordList.setPrototypeCellValue("www");
+ JScrollPane scrollPane = new JScrollPane(wordList);
+
+ JPanel p = new JPanel();
+ p.add(scrollPane);
+ wordList.addListSelectionListener(new
+ ListSelectionListener()
+ {
+ public void valueChanged(ListSelectionEvent evt)
+ {
+ StringBuilder word = (StringBuilder) wordList.getSelectedValue();
+ setSubject(word.toString());
+ }
+
+ });
+
+ Container contentPane = getContentPane();
+ contentPane.add(p, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+ label = new JLabel(prefix + suffix);
+ contentPane.add(label, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ setSubject("fox");
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the subject in the label.
+ @param word the new subject that jumps over the lazy dog
+ */
+ public void setSubject(String word)
+ {
+ StringBuilder text = new StringBuilder(prefix);
+ text.append(word);
+ text.append(suffix);
+ label.setText(text.toString());
+ }
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+ private JList wordList;
+ private JLabel label;
+ private String prefix = "The quick brown ";
+ private String suffix = " jumps over the lazy dog.";
+}
+
+/**
+ A model that dynamically generates n-letter words.
+*/
+class WordListModel extends AbstractListModel
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs the model.
+ @param n the word length
+ */
+ public WordListModel(int n) { length = n; }
+
+ public int getSize()
+ {
+ return (int) Math.pow(LAST - FIRST + 1, length);
+ }
+
+ public Object getElementAt(int n)
+ {
+ StringBuilder r = new StringBuilder();;
+ for (int i = 0; i < length; i++)
+ {
+ char c = (char)(FIRST + n % (LAST - FIRST + 1));
+ r.insert(0, c);
+ n = n / (LAST - FIRST + 1);
+ }
+ return r;
+ }
+
+ private int length;
+ public static final char FIRST = 'a';
+ public static final char LAST = 'z';
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ObjectInspectorTest/ObjectInspectorTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ObjectInspectorTest/ObjectInspectorTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..4d9af0b
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ObjectInspectorTest/ObjectInspectorTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,207 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.02 2004-08-21
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.lang.reflect.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+import javax.swing.tree.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates how to use a custom tree
+ model. It displays the fields of an object.
+*/
+public class ObjectInspectorTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new ObjectInspectorFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame holds the object tree.
+*/
+class ObjectInspectorFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public ObjectInspectorFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("ObjectInspectorTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // we inspect this frame object
+
+ Variable v = new Variable(getClass(), "this", this);
+ ObjectTreeModel model = new ObjectTreeModel();
+ model.setRoot(v);
+
+ // construct and show tree
+
+ tree = new JTree(model);
+ add(new JScrollPane(tree), BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ }
+
+ private JTree tree;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+}
+
+/**
+ This tree model describes the tree structure of a Java
+ object. Children are the objects that are stored in instance
+ variables.
+*/
+class ObjectTreeModel implements TreeModel
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs an empty tree.
+ */
+ public ObjectTreeModel()
+ {
+ root = null;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the root to a given variable.
+ @param v the variable that is being described by this tree
+ */
+ public void setRoot(Variable v)
+ {
+ Variable oldRoot = v;
+ root = v;
+ fireTreeStructureChanged(oldRoot);
+ }
+
+ public Object getRoot()
+ {
+ return root;
+ }
+
+ public int getChildCount(Object parent)
+ {
+ return ((Variable) parent).getFields().size();
+ }
+
+ public Object getChild(Object parent, int index)
+ {
+ ArrayList fields = ((Variable) parent).getFields();
+ Field f = (Field) fields.get(index);
+ Object parentValue = ((Variable) parent).getValue();
+ try
+ {
+ return new Variable(f.getType(), f.getName(), f.get(parentValue));
+ }
+ catch (IllegalAccessException e)
+ {
+ return null;
+ }
+ }
+
+ public int getIndexOfChild(Object parent, Object child)
+ {
+ int n = getChildCount(parent);
+ for (int i = 0; i < n; i++)
+ if (getChild(parent, i).equals(child))
+ return i;
+ return -1;
+ }
+
+ public boolean isLeaf(Object node)
+ {
+ return getChildCount(node) == 0;
+ }
+
+ public void valueForPathChanged(TreePath path,
+ Object newValue)
+ {}
+
+ public void addTreeModelListener(TreeModelListener l)
+ {
+ listenerList.add(TreeModelListener.class, l);
+ }
+
+ public void removeTreeModelListener(TreeModelListener l)
+ {
+ listenerList.remove(TreeModelListener.class, l);
+ }
+
+ protected void fireTreeStructureChanged(Object oldRoot)
+ {
+ TreeModelEvent event = new TreeModelEvent(this, new Object[] {oldRoot});
+ EventListener[] listeners = listenerList.getListeners(TreeModelListener.class);
+ for (int i = 0; i < listeners.length; i++)
+ ((TreeModelListener) listeners[i]).treeStructureChanged(event);
+ }
+
+ private Variable root;
+ private EventListenerList listenerList = new EventListenerList();
+}
+
+/**
+ A variable with a type, name, and value.
+*/
+class Variable
+{
+ /**
+ Construct a variable
+ @param aType the type
+ @param aName the name
+ @param aValue the value
+ */
+ public Variable(Class aType, String aName, Object aValue)
+ {
+ type = aType;
+ name = aName;
+ value = aValue;
+ fields = new ArrayList();
+
+ // find all fields if we have a class type except we don't expand strings and null values
+
+ if (!type.isPrimitive() && !type.isArray() && !type.equals(String.class) && value != null)
+ {
+ // get fields from the class and all superclasses
+ for (Class c = value.getClass(); c != null; c = c.getSuperclass())
+ {
+ Field[] fs = c.getDeclaredFields();
+ AccessibleObject.setAccessible(fs, true);
+
+ // get all nonstatic fields
+ for (Field f : fs)
+ if ((f.getModifiers() & Modifier.STATIC) == 0)
+ fields.add(f);
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the value of this variable.
+ @return the value
+ */
+ public Object getValue() { return value; }
+
+ /**
+ Gets all nonstatic fields of this variable.
+ @return an array list of variables describing the fields
+ */
+ public ArrayList getFields() { return fields; }
+
+ public String toString()
+ {
+ String r = type + " " + name;
+ if (type.isPrimitive()) r += "=" + value;
+ else if (type.equals(String.class)) r += "=" + value;
+ else if (value == null) r += "=null";
+ return r;
+ }
+
+ private Class type;
+ private String name;
+ private Object value;
+ private ArrayList fields;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/PlanetTable/PlanetTable.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/PlanetTable/PlanetTable.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..e622742
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/PlanetTable/PlanetTable.java
@@ -0,0 +1,73 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 2004-08-22
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.table.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates how to show a simple table
+*/
+public class PlanetTable
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new PlanetTableFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains a table of planet data.
+*/
+class PlanetTableFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public PlanetTableFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("PlanetTable");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+ final JTable table = new JTable(cells, columnNames);
+ add(new JScrollPane(table), BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ JButton printButton = new JButton("Print");
+ printButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ table.print();
+ }
+ catch (java.awt.print.PrinterException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+ });
+ JPanel buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+ buttonPanel.add(printButton);
+ add(buttonPanel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ }
+
+ private Object[][] cells =
+ {
+ { "Mercury", 2440.0, 0, false, Color.yellow },
+ { "Venus", 6052.0, 0, false, Color.yellow },
+ { "Earth", 6378.0, 1, false, Color.blue },
+ { "Mars", 3397.0, 2, false, Color.red },
+ { "Jupiter", 71492.0, 16, true, Color.orange },
+ { "Saturn", 60268.0, 18, true, Color.orange },
+ { "Uranus", 25559.0, 17, true, Color.blue },
+ { "Neptune", 24766.0, 8, true, Color.blue },
+ { "Pluto", 1137.0, 1, false, Color.black }
+ };
+
+ private String[] columnNames = { "Planet", "Radius", "Moons", "Gaseous", "Color" };
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ProgressBarTest/ProgressBarTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ProgressBarTest/ProgressBarTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..d7a3c4f
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ProgressBarTest/ProgressBarTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,164 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.03 2004-08-22
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+import javax.swing.Timer;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates the use of a progress bar
+ to monitor the progress of a thread.
+*/
+public class ProgressBarTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new ProgressBarFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame that contains a button to launch a simulated activity,
+ a progress bar, and a text area for the activity output.
+*/
+class ProgressBarFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public ProgressBarFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("ProgressBarTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // this text area holds the activity output
+ textArea = new JTextArea();
+
+ // set up panel with button and progress bar
+
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+ startButton = new JButton("Start");
+ progressBar = new JProgressBar();
+ progressBar.setStringPainted(true);
+ panel.add(startButton);
+ panel.add(progressBar);
+
+ checkBox = new JCheckBox("indeterminate");
+ checkBox.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ progressBar.setIndeterminate(checkBox.isSelected());
+ }
+ });
+ panel.add(checkBox);
+ add(new JScrollPane(textArea), BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+
+ // set up the button action
+
+ startButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ progressBar.setMaximum(1000);
+ activity = new SimulatedActivity(1000);
+ new Thread(activity).start();
+ activityMonitor.start();
+ startButton.setEnabled(false);
+ }
+ });
+
+
+ // set up the timer action
+
+ activityMonitor = new Timer(500, new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ int current = activity.getCurrent();
+
+ // show progress
+ textArea.append(current + "\n");
+ progressBar.setStringPainted(!progressBar.isIndeterminate());
+ progressBar.setValue(current);
+
+ // check if task is completed
+ if (current == activity.getTarget())
+ {
+ activityMonitor.stop();
+ startButton.setEnabled(true);
+ }
+ }
+ });
+ }
+
+ private Timer activityMonitor;
+ private JButton startButton;
+ private JProgressBar progressBar;
+ private JCheckBox checkBox;
+ private JTextArea textArea;
+ private SimulatedActivity activity;
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+}
+
+/**
+ A similated activity runnable.
+*/
+class SimulatedActivity implements Runnable
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs the simulated activity thread object. The
+ thread increments a counter from 0 to a given target.
+ @param t the target value of the counter.
+ */
+ public SimulatedActivity(int t)
+ {
+ current = 0;
+ target = t;
+ }
+
+ public int getTarget()
+ {
+ return target;
+ }
+
+ public int getCurrent()
+ {
+ return current;
+ }
+
+ public void run()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ while (current < target)
+ {
+ Thread.sleep(100);
+ current++;
+ }
+ }
+ catch(InterruptedException e)
+ {
+ }
+ }
+
+ private volatile int current;
+ private int target;
+}
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ProgressMonitorInputStreamTest/ProgressMonitorInputStreamTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ProgressMonitorInputStreamTest/ProgressMonitorInputStreamTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..772490f
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ProgressMonitorInputStreamTest/ProgressMonitorInputStreamTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,150 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.03 2004-08-22
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+
+/**
+ A program to test a progress monitor input stream.
+*/
+public class ProgressMonitorInputStreamTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new TextFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with a menu to load a text file and a text area
+ to display its contents. The text area is constructed
+ when the file is loaded and set as the content pane of
+ the frame when the loading is complete. That avoids flicker
+ during loading.
+*/
+class TextFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public TextFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("ProgressMonitorInputStreamTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // set up menu
+
+ JMenuBar menuBar = new JMenuBar();
+ setJMenuBar(menuBar);
+ JMenu fileMenu = new JMenu("File");
+ menuBar.add(fileMenu);
+ openItem = new JMenuItem("Open");
+ openItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ openFile();
+ }
+ catch(IOException exception)
+ {
+ exception.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+ });
+
+ fileMenu.add(openItem);
+ exitItem = new JMenuItem("Exit");
+ exitItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ System.exit(0);
+ }
+ });
+ fileMenu.add(exitItem);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Prompts the user to select a file, loads the file into
+ a text area, and sets it as the content pane of the frame.
+ */
+ public void openFile() throws IOException
+ {
+ JFileChooser chooser = new JFileChooser();
+ chooser.setCurrentDirectory(new File("."));
+ chooser.setFileFilter(
+ new javax.swing.filechooser.FileFilter()
+ {
+ public boolean accept(File f)
+ {
+ String fname = f.getName().toLowerCase();
+ return fname.endsWith(".txt") || f.isDirectory();
+ }
+ public String getDescription()
+ {
+ return "Text Files";
+ }
+ });
+
+ int r = chooser.showOpenDialog(this);
+ if (r != JFileChooser.APPROVE_OPTION) return;
+ final File f = chooser.getSelectedFile();
+
+ // set up stream and reader filter sequence
+
+ FileInputStream fileIn = new FileInputStream(f);
+ ProgressMonitorInputStream progressIn
+ = new ProgressMonitorInputStream(this, "Reading " + f.getName(), fileIn);
+ final Scanner in = new Scanner(progressIn);
+
+ // the monitored activity must be in a new thread.
+
+ Runnable readRunnable = new
+ Runnable()
+ {
+ public void run()
+ {
+ final JTextArea textArea = new JTextArea();
+
+ while (in.hasNextLine())
+ {
+ String line = in.nextLine();
+ textArea.append(line);
+ textArea.append("\n");
+ }
+ in.close();
+
+ // set content pane in the event dispatch thread
+ EventQueue.invokeLater(new
+ Runnable()
+ {
+ public void run()
+ {
+ setContentPane(new JScrollPane(textArea));
+ validate();
+ }
+ });
+
+ }
+ };
+
+ Thread readThread = new Thread(readRunnable);
+ readThread.start();
+ }
+
+ private JMenuItem openItem;
+ private JMenuItem exitItem;
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ProgressMonitorTest/ProgressMonitorTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ProgressMonitorTest/ProgressMonitorTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..7465922
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ProgressMonitorTest/ProgressMonitorTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,150 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.03 2004-08-22
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+import javax.swing.Timer;
+
+/**
+ A program to test a progress monitor dialog.
+*/
+public class ProgressMonitorTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new ProgressMonitorFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame that contains a button to launch a simulated activity
+ and a text area for the activity output.
+*/
+class ProgressMonitorFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public ProgressMonitorFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("ProgressMonitorTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // this text area holds the activity output
+ textArea = new JTextArea();
+
+ // set up a button panel
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+ startButton = new JButton("Start");
+ panel.add(startButton);
+
+ add(new JScrollPane(textArea), BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+
+ // set up the button action
+
+ startButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ // start activity
+ activity = new SimulatedActivity(1000);
+ activityThread = new Thread(activity);
+ activityThread.start();
+
+ // launch progress dialog
+ progressDialog = new ProgressMonitor(ProgressMonitorFrame.this,
+ "Waiting for Simulated Activity", null, 0, activity.getTarget());
+
+ // start timer
+ activityMonitor.start();
+
+ startButton.setEnabled(false);
+ }
+ });
+
+ // set up the timer action
+
+ activityMonitor = new Timer(500, new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ int current = activity.getCurrent();
+
+ // show progress
+ textArea.append(current + "\n");
+ progressDialog.setProgress(current);
+
+ // check if task is completed or canceled
+ if (current == activity.getTarget() || progressDialog.isCanceled())
+ {
+ activityMonitor.stop();
+ progressDialog.close();
+ activityThread.interrupt();
+ startButton.setEnabled(true);
+ }
+ }
+ });
+ }
+
+ private Timer activityMonitor;
+ private JButton startButton;
+ private ProgressMonitor progressDialog;
+ private JTextArea textArea;
+ private Thread activityThread;
+ private SimulatedActivity activity;
+
+ public static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ public static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+}
+
+/**
+ A similated activity runnable.
+*/
+class SimulatedActivity implements Runnable
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs the simulated activity thread object. The
+ thread increments a counter from 0 to a given target.
+ @param t the target value of the counter.
+ */
+ public SimulatedActivity(int t)
+ {
+ current = 0;
+ target = t;
+ }
+
+ public int getTarget()
+ {
+ return target;
+ }
+
+ public int getCurrent()
+ {
+ return current;
+ }
+
+ public void run()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ while (current < target)
+ {
+ Thread.sleep(100);
+ current++;
+ }
+ }
+ catch(InterruptedException e)
+ {
+ }
+ }
+
+ private volatile int current;
+ private int target;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ResultSetTable/ResultSetTable.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ResultSetTable/ResultSetTable.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..2599fad
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ResultSetTable/ResultSetTable.java
@@ -0,0 +1,242 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.1 2004-08-22
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import com.sun.rowset.*;
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.sql.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.table.*;
+import javax.sql.rowset.*;
+
+/**
+ This program shows how to display the result of a
+ database query in a table.
+*/
+public class ResultSetTable
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new ResultSetFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains a combo box to select a database table
+ and a table to show the data stored in the table
+*/
+class ResultSetFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public ResultSetFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("ResultSet");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ /* find all tables in the database and add them to
+ a combo box
+ */
+
+ tableNames = new JComboBox();
+ tableNames.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ if (scrollPane != null) remove(scrollPane);
+ String tableName = (String) tableNames.getSelectedItem();
+ if (rs != null) rs.close();
+ String query = "SELECT * FROM " + tableName;
+ rs = stat.executeQuery(query);
+ if (scrolling)
+ model = new ResultSetTableModel(rs);
+ else
+ {
+ CachedRowSet crs = new CachedRowSetImpl();
+ crs.populate(rs);
+ model = new ResultSetTableModel(crs);
+ }
+
+ JTable table = new JTable(model);
+ scrollPane = new JScrollPane(table);
+ add(scrollPane, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ validate();
+ }
+ catch (SQLException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+ });
+ JPanel p = new JPanel();
+ p.add(tableNames);
+ add(p, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+
+ try
+ {
+ conn = getConnection();
+ DatabaseMetaData meta = conn.getMetaData();
+ if (meta.supportsResultSetType(ResultSet.TYPE_SCROLL_INSENSITIVE))
+ {
+ scrolling = true;
+ stat = conn.createStatement(ResultSet.TYPE_SCROLL_INSENSITIVE,
+ ResultSet.CONCUR_READ_ONLY);
+ }
+ else
+ {
+ stat = conn.createStatement();
+ scrolling = false;
+ }
+ ResultSet tables = meta.getTables(null, null, null, new String[] { "TABLE" });
+ while (tables.next())
+ tableNames.addItem(tables.getString(3));
+ tables.close();
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ catch (SQLException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+
+ addWindowListener(new
+ WindowAdapter()
+ {
+ public void windowClosing(WindowEvent event)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ if (conn != null) conn.close();
+ }
+ catch (SQLException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+ });
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets a connection from the properties specified in
+ the file database.properties.
+ @return the database connection
+ */
+ public static Connection getConnection()
+ throws SQLException, IOException
+ {
+ Properties props = new Properties();
+ FileInputStream in = new FileInputStream("database.properties");
+ props.load(in);
+ in.close();
+
+ String drivers = props.getProperty("jdbc.drivers");
+ if (drivers != null) System.setProperty("jdbc.drivers", drivers);
+ String url = props.getProperty("jdbc.url");
+ String username = props.getProperty("jdbc.username");
+ String password = props.getProperty("jdbc.password");
+
+ return DriverManager.getConnection(url, username, password);
+ }
+
+ private JScrollPane scrollPane;
+ private ResultSetTableModel model;
+ private JComboBox tableNames;
+ private ResultSet rs;
+ private Connection conn;
+ private Statement stat;
+ private boolean scrolling;
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+}
+
+/**
+ This class is the superclass for the scrolling and the
+ caching result set table model. It stores the result set
+ and its metadata.
+*/
+class ResultSetTableModel extends AbstractTableModel
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs the table model.
+ @param aResultSet the result set to display.
+ */
+ public ResultSetTableModel(ResultSet aResultSet)
+ {
+ rs = aResultSet;
+ try
+ {
+ rsmd = rs.getMetaData();
+ }
+ catch (SQLException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+
+ public String getColumnName(int c)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ return rsmd.getColumnName(c + 1);
+ }
+ catch (SQLException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ return "";
+ }
+ }
+
+ public int getColumnCount()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ return rsmd.getColumnCount();
+ }
+ catch (SQLException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ return 0;
+ }
+ }
+
+ public Object getValueAt(int r, int c)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ rs.absolute(r + 1);
+ return rs.getObject(c + 1);
+ }
+ catch(SQLException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ return null;
+ }
+ }
+
+ public int getRowCount()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ rs.last();
+ return rs.getRow();
+ }
+ catch(SQLException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ return 0;
+ }
+ }
+
+ private ResultSet rs;
+ private ResultSetMetaData rsmd;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ResultSetTable/database.properties b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ResultSetTable/database.properties
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..d6503a7
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/ResultSetTable/database.properties
@@ -0,0 +1,4 @@
+jdbc.drivers=com.mckoi.JDBCDriver
+jdbc.url=jdbc:mckoi://localhost/
+jdbc.username=admin
+jdbc.password=secret
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SimpleTree/SimpleTree.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SimpleTree/SimpleTree.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..259c2e1
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SimpleTree/SimpleTree.java
@@ -0,0 +1,70 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.01 2001-07-17
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.tree.*;
+
+/**
+ This program shows a simple tree.
+*/
+public class SimpleTree
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new SimpleTreeFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains a simple tree that displays a
+ manually constructed tree model.
+*/
+class SimpleTreeFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public SimpleTreeFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("SimpleTree");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // set up tree model data
+
+ DefaultMutableTreeNode root
+ = new DefaultMutableTreeNode("World");
+ DefaultMutableTreeNode country
+ = new DefaultMutableTreeNode("USA");
+ root.add(country);
+ DefaultMutableTreeNode state
+ = new DefaultMutableTreeNode("California");
+ country.add(state);
+ DefaultMutableTreeNode city
+ = new DefaultMutableTreeNode("San Jose");
+ state.add(city);
+ city = new DefaultMutableTreeNode("Cupertino");
+ state.add(city);
+ state = new DefaultMutableTreeNode("Michigan");
+ country.add(state);
+ city = new DefaultMutableTreeNode("Ann Arbor");
+ state.add(city);
+ country = new DefaultMutableTreeNode("Germany");
+ root.add(country);
+ state = new DefaultMutableTreeNode("Schleswig-Holstein");
+ country.add(state);
+ city = new DefaultMutableTreeNode("Kiel");
+ state.add(city);
+
+ // construct tree and put it in a scroll pane
+
+ JTree tree = new JTree(root);
+ Container contentPane = getContentPane();
+ contentPane.add(new JScrollPane(tree));
+ }
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Earth.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Earth.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..5982457
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Earth.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Jupiter.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Jupiter.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..32d271d
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Jupiter.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Mars.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Mars.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..234d36f
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Mars.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Mercury.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Mercury.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9fd78a5
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Mercury.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Neptune.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Neptune.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..33b18f2
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Neptune.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Pluto.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Pluto.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..3909638
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Pluto.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Saturn.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Saturn.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..b4c6144
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Saturn.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/SplitPaneTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/SplitPaneTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..39cffa4
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/SplitPaneTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,133 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.02 2004-08-22
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates the split pane component
+ organizer.
+*/
+public class SplitPaneTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new SplitPaneFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame consists of two nested split panes to demonstrate
+ planet images and data.
+*/
+class SplitPaneFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public SplitPaneFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("SplitPaneTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // set up components for planet names, images, descriptions
+
+ final JList planetList = new JList(planets);
+ final JLabel planetImage = new JLabel();
+ final JTextArea planetDescription = new JTextArea();
+
+ planetList.addListSelectionListener(new
+ ListSelectionListener()
+ {
+ public void valueChanged(ListSelectionEvent event)
+ {
+ Planet value = (Planet) planetList.getSelectedValue();
+
+ // update image and description
+
+ planetImage.setIcon(value.getImage());
+ planetDescription.setText(value.getDescription());
+ }
+ });
+
+ // set up split panes
+
+ JSplitPane innerPane
+ = new JSplitPane(JSplitPane.HORIZONTAL_SPLIT, planetList, planetImage);
+
+ innerPane.setContinuousLayout(true);
+ innerPane.setOneTouchExpandable(true);
+
+ JSplitPane outerPane
+ = new JSplitPane(JSplitPane.VERTICAL_SPLIT, innerPane, planetDescription);
+
+ add(outerPane, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ }
+
+ private Planet[] planets =
+ {
+ new Planet("Mercury", 2440, 0),
+ new Planet("Venus", 6052, 0),
+ new Planet("Earth", 6378, 1),
+ new Planet("Mars", 3397, 2),
+ new Planet("Jupiter", 71492, 16),
+ new Planet("Saturn", 60268, 18),
+ new Planet("Uranus", 25559, 17),
+ new Planet("Neptune", 24766, 8),
+ new Planet("Pluto", 1137, 1),
+ };
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+}
+
+/**
+ Describes a planet.
+*/
+class Planet
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a planet.
+ @param n the planet name
+ @param r the planet radius
+ @param m the number of moons
+ */
+ public Planet(String n, double r, int m)
+ {
+ name = n;
+ radius = r;
+ moons = m;
+ image = new ImageIcon(name + ".gif");
+ }
+
+ public String toString()
+ {
+ return name;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets a description of the planet.
+ @return the description
+ */
+ public String getDescription()
+ {
+ return "Radius: " + radius + "\nMoons: " + moons + "\n";
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets an image of the planet.
+ @return the image
+ */
+ public ImageIcon getImage()
+ {
+ return image;
+ }
+
+ private String name;
+ private double radius;
+ private int moons;
+ private ImageIcon image;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Uranus.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Uranus.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..e9baa5d
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Uranus.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Venus.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Venus.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..8552313
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/SplitPaneTest/Venus.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Earth.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Earth.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..5982457
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Earth.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Jupiter.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Jupiter.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..32d271d
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Jupiter.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Mars.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Mars.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..234d36f
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Mars.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Mercury.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Mercury.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9fd78a5
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Mercury.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Neptune.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Neptune.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..33b18f2
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Neptune.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Pluto.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Pluto.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..3909638
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Pluto.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Saturn.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Saturn.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..b4c6144
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Saturn.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/TabbedPaneTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/TabbedPaneTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..633a722
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/TabbedPaneTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,122 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.02 2004-08-22
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates the tabbed pane component organizer.
+*/
+public class TabbedPaneTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new TabbedPaneFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame shows a tabbed pane and radio buttons to
+ switch between wrapped and scrolling tab layout.
+*/
+class TabbedPaneFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public TabbedPaneFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("TabbedPaneTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ tabbedPane = new JTabbedPane();
+ // we set the components to null and delay their loading until the tab is shown
+ // for the first time
+
+ ImageIcon icon = new ImageIcon("yellow-ball.gif");
+
+ tabbedPane.addTab("Mercury", icon, null);
+ tabbedPane.addTab("Venus", icon, null);
+ tabbedPane.addTab("Earth", icon, null);
+ tabbedPane.addTab("Mars", icon, null);
+ tabbedPane.addTab("Jupiter", icon, null);
+ tabbedPane.addTab("Saturn", icon, null);
+ tabbedPane.addTab("Uranus", icon, null);
+ tabbedPane.addTab("Neptune", icon, null);
+ tabbedPane.addTab("Pluto", icon, null);
+
+ add(tabbedPane, "Center");
+
+ tabbedPane.addChangeListener(new
+ ChangeListener()
+ {
+ public void stateChanged(ChangeEvent event)
+ {
+
+ // check if this tab still has a null component
+
+ if (tabbedPane.getSelectedComponent() == null)
+ {
+ // set the component to the image icon
+
+ int n = tabbedPane.getSelectedIndex();
+ loadTab(n);
+ }
+ }
+ });
+
+ loadTab(0);
+
+ JPanel buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+ ButtonGroup buttonGroup = new ButtonGroup();
+ JRadioButton wrapButton = new JRadioButton("Wrap tabs");
+ wrapButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ tabbedPane.setTabLayoutPolicy(JTabbedPane.WRAP_TAB_LAYOUT);
+ }
+ });
+ buttonPanel.add(wrapButton);
+ buttonGroup.add(wrapButton);
+ wrapButton.setSelected(true);
+ JRadioButton scrollButton = new JRadioButton("Scroll tabs");
+ scrollButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ tabbedPane.setTabLayoutPolicy(JTabbedPane.SCROLL_TAB_LAYOUT);
+ }
+ });
+ buttonPanel.add(scrollButton);
+ buttonGroup.add(scrollButton);
+ add(buttonPanel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Loads the tab with the given index.
+ @param n the index of the tab to load
+ */
+ private void loadTab(int n)
+ {
+ String title = tabbedPane.getTitleAt(n);
+ ImageIcon planetIcon = new ImageIcon(title + ".gif");
+ tabbedPane.setComponentAt(n, new JLabel(planetIcon));
+
+ // indicate that this tab has been visited--just for fun
+
+ tabbedPane.setIconAt(n, new ImageIcon("red-ball.gif"));
+ }
+
+ private JTabbedPane tabbedPane;
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Uranus.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Uranus.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..e9baa5d
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Uranus.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Venus.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Venus.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..8552313
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/Venus.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/red-ball.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/red-ball.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..dca9296
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/red-ball.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/yellow-ball.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/yellow-ball.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..2b8c0bb
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TabbedPaneTest/yellow-ball.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Earth.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Earth.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..5982457
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Earth.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Jupiter.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Jupiter.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..32d271d
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Jupiter.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Mars.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Mars.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..234d36f
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Mars.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Mercury.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Mercury.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9fd78a5
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Mercury.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Moons.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Moons.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..f993d3e
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Moons.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Neptune.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Neptune.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..33b18f2
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Neptune.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Pluto.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Pluto.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..3909638
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Pluto.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Saturn.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Saturn.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..b4c6144
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Saturn.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/TableCellRenderTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/TableCellRenderTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..39e5aa6
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/TableCellRenderTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,196 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.01 2004-08-22
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.border.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+import javax.swing.table.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates cell rendering and editing
+ in a table.
+*/
+public class TableCellRenderTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new TableCellRenderFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains a table of planet data.
+*/
+class TableCellRenderFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public TableCellRenderFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("TableCellRenderTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ TableModel model = new PlanetTableModel();
+ JTable table = new JTable(model);
+ table.setRowSelectionAllowed(false);
+
+ // set up renderers and editors
+
+ table.setDefaultRenderer(Color.class, new ColorTableCellRenderer());
+ table.setDefaultEditor(Color.class, new ColorTableCellEditor());
+
+ JComboBox moonCombo = new JComboBox();
+ for (int i = 0; i <= 20; i++)
+ moonCombo.addItem(i);
+
+ TableColumnModel columnModel = table.getColumnModel();
+ TableColumn moonColumn = columnModel.getColumn(PlanetTableModel.MOONS_COLUMN);
+ moonColumn.setCellEditor(new DefaultCellEditor(moonCombo));
+ moonColumn.setHeaderRenderer(table.getDefaultRenderer(ImageIcon.class));
+ moonColumn.setHeaderValue(new ImageIcon("Moons.gif"));
+
+ // show table
+
+ table.setRowHeight(100);
+ add(new JScrollPane(table), BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ }
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 600;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 400;
+}
+
+/**
+ The planet table model specifies the values, rendering
+ and editing properties for the planet data.
+*/
+class PlanetTableModel extends AbstractTableModel
+{
+ public String getColumnName(int c) { return columnNames[c]; }
+ public Class getColumnClass(int c) { return cells[0][c].getClass(); }
+ public int getColumnCount() { return cells[0].length; }
+ public int getRowCount() { return cells.length; }
+ public Object getValueAt(int r, int c) { return cells[r][c]; }
+ public void setValueAt(Object obj, int r, int c) { cells[r][c] = obj; }
+ public boolean isCellEditable(int r, int c)
+ {
+ return c == PLANET_COLUMN || c == MOONS_COLUMN || c == GASEOUS_COLUMN || c == COLOR_COLUMN;
+ }
+
+ public static final int PLANET_COLUMN = 0;
+ public static final int MOONS_COLUMN = 2;
+ public static final int GASEOUS_COLUMN = 3;
+ public static final int COLOR_COLUMN = 4;
+
+ private Object[][] cells =
+ {
+ { "Mercury", 2440.0, 0, false, Color.yellow, new ImageIcon("Mercury.gif") },
+ { "Venus", 6052.0, 0, false, Color.yellow, new ImageIcon("Venus.gif") },
+ { "Earth", 6378.0, 1, false, Color.blue, new ImageIcon("Earth.gif") },
+ { "Mars", 3397.0, 2, false, Color.red, new ImageIcon("Mars.gif") },
+ { "Jupiter", 71492.0, 16, true, Color.orange, new ImageIcon("Jupiter.gif") },
+ { "Saturn", 60268.0, 18, true, Color.orange, new ImageIcon("Saturn.gif") },
+ { "Uranus", 25559.0, 17, true, Color.blue, new ImageIcon("Uranus.gif") },
+ { "Neptune", 24766.0, 8, true, Color.blue, new ImageIcon("Neptune.gif") },
+ { "Pluto", 1137.0, 1, false, Color.black, new ImageIcon("Pluto.gif") }
+ };
+
+ private String[] columnNames = { "Planet", "Radius", "Moons", "Gaseous", "Color", "Image" };
+}
+
+/**
+ This renderer renders a color value as a panel with the
+ given color.
+*/
+class ColorTableCellRenderer extends JPanel implements TableCellRenderer
+{
+ public Component getTableCellRendererComponent(JTable table, Object value, boolean isSelected,
+ boolean hasFocus, int row, int column)
+ {
+ setBackground((Color) value);
+ if (hasFocus)
+ setBorder(UIManager.getBorder("Table.focusCellHighlightBorder"));
+ else
+ setBorder(null);
+ return this;
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This editor pops up a color dialog to edit a cell value
+*/
+class ColorTableCellEditor extends AbstractCellEditor implements TableCellEditor
+{
+ public ColorTableCellEditor()
+ {
+ panel = new JPanel();
+ // prepare color dialog
+
+ colorChooser = new JColorChooser();
+ colorDialog = JColorChooser.createDialog(null, "Planet Color", false, colorChooser,
+ new
+ ActionListener() // OK button listener
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event) { stopCellEditing(); }
+ },
+ new
+ ActionListener() // Cancel button listener
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event) { cancelCellEditing(); }
+ });
+ colorDialog.addWindowListener(new
+ WindowAdapter()
+ {
+ public void windowClosing(WindowEvent event) { cancelCellEditing(); }
+ });
+ }
+
+ public Component getTableCellEditorComponent(JTable table,
+ Object value, boolean isSelected, int row, int column)
+ {
+ // this is where we get the current Color value. We store it in the dialog in case the user
+ // starts editing
+ colorChooser.setColor((Color) value);
+ return panel;
+ }
+
+ public boolean shouldSelectCell(EventObject anEvent)
+ {
+ // start editing
+ colorDialog.setVisible(true);
+
+ // tell caller it is ok to select this cell
+ return true;
+ }
+
+ public void cancelCellEditing()
+ {
+ // editing is canceled--hide dialog
+ colorDialog.setVisible(false);
+ super.cancelCellEditing();
+ }
+
+ public boolean stopCellEditing()
+ {
+ // editing is complete--hide dialog
+ colorDialog.setVisible(false);
+ super.stopCellEditing();
+
+ // tell caller is is ok to use color value
+ return true;
+ }
+
+ public Object getCellEditorValue()
+ {
+ return colorChooser.getColor();
+ }
+
+ private Color color;
+ private JColorChooser colorChooser;
+ private JDialog colorDialog;
+ private JPanel panel;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Uranus.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Uranus.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..e9baa5d
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Uranus.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Venus.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Venus.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..8552313
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableCellRenderTest/Venus.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableSelectionTest/TableSelectionTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableSelectionTest/TableSelectionTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..cddc8ad
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableSelectionTest/TableSelectionTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,199 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.02 2004-08-22
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import java.text.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.table.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates selection, addition, and removal of rows and columns.
+*/
+public class TableSelectionTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new TableSelectionFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame shows a multiplication table and has menus for setting the row/column/cell selection
+ modes, and for adding and removing rows and columns.
+*/
+class TableSelectionFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public TableSelectionFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("TableSelectionTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // set up multiplication table
+
+ model = new DefaultTableModel(10, 10);
+
+ for (int i = 0; i < model.getRowCount(); i++)
+ for (int j = 0; j < model.getColumnCount(); j++)
+ model.setValueAt((i + 1) * (j + 1), i, j);
+
+ table = new JTable(model);
+
+ add(new JScrollPane(table), "Center");
+
+ removedColumns = new ArrayList();
+
+ // create menu
+
+ JMenuBar menuBar = new JMenuBar();
+ setJMenuBar(menuBar);
+
+ JMenu selectionMenu = new JMenu("Selection");
+ menuBar.add(selectionMenu);
+
+ final JCheckBoxMenuItem rowsItem = new JCheckBoxMenuItem("Rows");
+ final JCheckBoxMenuItem columnsItem = new JCheckBoxMenuItem("Columns");
+ final JCheckBoxMenuItem cellsItem = new JCheckBoxMenuItem("Cells");
+
+ rowsItem.setSelected(table.getRowSelectionAllowed());
+ columnsItem.setSelected(table.getColumnSelectionAllowed());
+ cellsItem.setSelected(table.getCellSelectionEnabled());
+
+ rowsItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ table.clearSelection();
+ table.setRowSelectionAllowed(rowsItem.isSelected());
+ cellsItem.setSelected(table.getCellSelectionEnabled());
+ }
+ });
+ selectionMenu.add(rowsItem);
+
+ columnsItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ table.clearSelection();
+ table.setColumnSelectionAllowed(columnsItem.isSelected());
+ cellsItem.setSelected(table.getCellSelectionEnabled());
+ }
+ });
+ selectionMenu.add(columnsItem);
+
+ cellsItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ table.clearSelection();
+ table.setCellSelectionEnabled(cellsItem.isSelected());
+ rowsItem.setSelected(table.getRowSelectionAllowed());
+ columnsItem.setSelected(table.getColumnSelectionAllowed());
+ }
+ });
+ selectionMenu.add(cellsItem);
+
+ JMenu tableMenu = new JMenu("Edit");
+ menuBar.add(tableMenu);
+
+ JMenuItem hideColumnsItem = new JMenuItem("Hide Columns");
+ hideColumnsItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ int[] selected = table.getSelectedColumns();
+ TableColumnModel columnModel = table.getColumnModel();
+
+ // remove columns from view, starting at the last
+ // index so that column numbers aren't affected
+
+
+ for (int i = selected.length - 1; i >= 0; i--)
+ {
+ TableColumn column = columnModel.getColumn(selected[i]);
+ table.removeColumn(column);
+
+ // store removed columns for "show columns" command
+
+ removedColumns.add(column);
+ }
+ }
+ });
+ tableMenu.add(hideColumnsItem);
+
+ JMenuItem showColumnsItem = new JMenuItem("Show Columns");
+ showColumnsItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ // restore all removed columns
+ for (TableColumn tc : removedColumns)
+ table.addColumn(tc);
+ removedColumns.clear();
+ }
+ });
+ tableMenu.add(showColumnsItem);
+
+ JMenuItem addRowItem = new JMenuItem("Add Row");
+ addRowItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ // add a new row to the multiplication table in
+ // the model
+
+ Integer[] newCells = new Integer[model.getColumnCount()];
+ for (int i = 0; i < newCells.length; i++)
+ newCells[i] = (i + 1) * (model.getRowCount() + 1);
+ model.addRow(newCells);
+ }
+ });
+ tableMenu.add(addRowItem);
+
+ JMenuItem removeRowsItem = new JMenuItem("Remove Rows");
+ removeRowsItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ int[] selected = table.getSelectedRows();
+
+ for (int i = selected.length - 1; i >= 0; i--)
+ model.removeRow(selected[i]);
+ }
+ });
+ tableMenu.add(removeRowsItem);
+
+ JMenuItem clearCellsItem = new JMenuItem("Clear Cells");
+ clearCellsItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ for (int i = 0; i < table.getRowCount(); i++)
+ for (int j = 0; j < table.getColumnCount(); j++)
+ if (table.isCellSelected(i, j))
+ table.setValueAt(0, i, j);
+ }
+ });
+ tableMenu.add(clearCellsItem);
+ }
+
+ private DefaultTableModel model;
+ private JTable table;
+ private ArrayList removedColumns;
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableSortTest/TableSortTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableSortTest/TableSortTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..d69059e
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TableSortTest/TableSortTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,159 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.01 2004-08-22
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+import javax.swing.table.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates how to sort a table column.
+ Double-click on a table columm's header to sort it.
+*/
+public class TableSortTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new TableSortFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains a table of planet data.
+*/
+class TableSortFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public TableSortFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("TableSortTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // set up table model and interpose sorter
+
+ DefaultTableModel model = new DefaultTableModel(cells, columnNames);
+ final SortFilterModel sorter = new SortFilterModel(model);
+
+ // show table
+
+ final JTable table = new JTable(sorter);
+ add(new JScrollPane(table), BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ // set up double click handler for column headers
+
+ table.getTableHeader().addMouseListener(new
+ MouseAdapter()
+ {
+ public void mouseClicked(MouseEvent event)
+ {
+ // check for double click
+ if (event.getClickCount() < 2) return;
+
+ // find column of click and
+ int tableColumn = table.columnAtPoint(event.getPoint());
+
+ // translate to table model index and sort
+ int modelColumn = table.convertColumnIndexToModel(tableColumn);
+ sorter.sort(modelColumn);
+ }
+ });
+ }
+
+ private Object[][] cells =
+ {
+ { "Mercury", 2440.0, 0, false, Color.yellow },
+ { "Venus", 6052.0, 0, false, Color.yellow },
+ { "Earth", 6378.0, 1, false, Color.blue },
+ { "Mars", 3397.0, 2, false, Color.red },
+ { "Jupiter", 71492.0, 16, true, Color.orange },
+ { "Saturn", 60268.0, 18, true, Color.orange },
+ { "Uranus", 25559.0, 17, true, Color.blue },
+ { "Neptune", 24766.0, 8, true, Color.blue },
+ { "Pluto", 1137.0, 1, false, Color.black }
+ };
+
+ private String[] columnNames = { "Planet", "Radius", "Moons", "Gaseous", "Color" };
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+}
+
+/**
+ This table model takes an existing table model and produces a new model that sorts the rows
+ so that the entries in a given column are sorted.
+*/
+class SortFilterModel extends AbstractTableModel
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a sort filter model.
+ @param m the table model whose rows should be sorted
+ */
+ public SortFilterModel(TableModel m)
+ {
+ model = m;
+ rows = new Row[model.getRowCount()];
+ for (int i = 0; i < rows.length; i++)
+ {
+ rows[i] = new Row();
+ rows[i].index = i;
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sorts the rows.
+ @param c the column that should become sorted
+ */
+ public void sort(int c)
+ {
+ sortColumn = c;
+ Arrays.sort(rows);
+ fireTableDataChanged();
+ }
+
+ // Compute the moved row for the three methods that access model elements
+
+ public Object getValueAt(int r, int c) { return model.getValueAt(rows[r].index, c); }
+
+ public boolean isCellEditable(int r, int c) { return model.isCellEditable(rows[r].index, c); }
+
+ public void setValueAt(Object aValue, int r, int c)
+ {
+ model.setValueAt(aValue, rows[r].index, c);
+ }
+
+ // delegate all remaining methods to the model
+
+ public int getRowCount() { return model.getRowCount(); }
+ public int getColumnCount() { return model.getColumnCount(); }
+ public String getColumnName(int c) { return model.getColumnName(c); }
+ public Class getColumnClass(int c) { return model.getColumnClass(c); }
+
+ /**
+ This inner class holds the index of the model row
+ Rows are compared by looking at the model row entries
+ in the sort column.
+ */
+ private class Row implements Comparable
+ {
+ public int index;
+ public int compareTo(Row other)
+ {
+ Object a = model.getValueAt(index, sortColumn);
+ Object b = model.getValueAt(other.index, sortColumn);
+ if (a instanceof Comparable)
+ return ((Comparable) a).compareTo(b);
+ else
+ return a.toString().compareTo(b.toString());
+ }
+ }
+
+ private TableModel model;
+ private int sortColumn;
+ private Row[] rows;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TreeEditTest/TreeEditTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TreeEditTest/TreeEditTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..6e2304c
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch6/TreeEditTest/TreeEditTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,154 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.02 2004-08-21
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.tree.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates tree editing.
+*/
+public class TreeEditTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new TreeEditFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with a tree and buttons to edit the tree.
+*/
+class TreeEditFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public TreeEditFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("TreeEditTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // construct tree
+
+ TreeNode root = makeSampleTree();
+ model = new DefaultTreeModel(root);
+ tree = new JTree(model);
+ tree.setEditable(true);
+
+ // add scroll pane with tree
+
+ JScrollPane scrollPane = new JScrollPane(tree);
+ add(scrollPane, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ makeButtons();
+ }
+
+ public TreeNode makeSampleTree()
+ {
+ DefaultMutableTreeNode root = new DefaultMutableTreeNode("World");
+ DefaultMutableTreeNode country = new DefaultMutableTreeNode("USA");
+ root.add(country);
+ DefaultMutableTreeNode state = new DefaultMutableTreeNode("California");
+ country.add(state);
+ DefaultMutableTreeNode city = new DefaultMutableTreeNode("San Jose");
+ state.add(city);
+ city = new DefaultMutableTreeNode("San Diego");
+ state.add(city);
+ state = new DefaultMutableTreeNode("Michigan");
+ country.add(state);
+ city = new DefaultMutableTreeNode("Ann Arbor");
+ state.add(city);
+ country = new DefaultMutableTreeNode("Germany");
+ root.add(country);
+ state = new DefaultMutableTreeNode("Schleswig-Holstein");
+ country.add(state);
+ city = new DefaultMutableTreeNode("Kiel");
+ state.add(city);
+ return root;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Makes the buttons to add a sibling, add a child, and
+ delete a node.
+ */
+ public void makeButtons()
+ {
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+ JButton addSiblingButton = new JButton("Add Sibling");
+ addSiblingButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ DefaultMutableTreeNode selectedNode
+ = (DefaultMutableTreeNode) tree.getLastSelectedPathComponent();
+
+ if (selectedNode == null) return;
+
+ DefaultMutableTreeNode parent
+ = (DefaultMutableTreeNode) selectedNode.getParent();
+
+ if (parent == null) return;
+
+ DefaultMutableTreeNode newNode = new DefaultMutableTreeNode("New");
+
+ int selectedIndex = parent.getIndex(selectedNode);
+ model.insertNodeInto(newNode, parent, selectedIndex + 1);
+
+ // now display new node
+
+ TreeNode[] nodes = model.getPathToRoot(newNode);
+ TreePath path = new TreePath(nodes);
+ tree.scrollPathToVisible(path);
+ }
+ });
+ panel.add(addSiblingButton);
+
+ JButton addChildButton = new JButton("Add Child");
+ addChildButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ DefaultMutableTreeNode selectedNode = (DefaultMutableTreeNode)
+ tree.getLastSelectedPathComponent();
+
+ if (selectedNode == null) return;
+
+ DefaultMutableTreeNode newNode = new DefaultMutableTreeNode("New");
+ model.insertNodeInto(newNode, selectedNode, selectedNode.getChildCount());
+
+ // now display new node
+
+ TreeNode[] nodes = model.getPathToRoot(newNode);
+ TreePath path = new TreePath(nodes);
+ tree.scrollPathToVisible(path);
+ }
+ });
+ panel.add(addChildButton);
+
+ JButton deleteButton = new JButton("Delete");
+ deleteButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ DefaultMutableTreeNode selectedNode
+ = (DefaultMutableTreeNode) tree.getLastSelectedPathComponent();
+
+ if (selectedNode != null && selectedNode.getParent() != null)
+ model.removeNodeFromParent(selectedNode);
+ }
+ });
+ panel.add(deleteButton);
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ }
+
+ private DefaultTreeModel model;
+ private JTree tree;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/AreaTest/AreaTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/AreaTest/AreaTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..3564f33
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/AreaTest/AreaTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,130 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.02 2004-08-24
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates constructive area geometry
+ operations.
+*/
+public class AreaTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new AreaTestFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains a set of radio buttons to define
+ area operations and a panel to show their result.
+*/
+class AreaTestFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public AreaTestFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("AreaTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ area1 = new Area(new Ellipse2D.Double(100, 100, 150, 100));
+ area2 = new Area(new Rectangle2D.Double(150, 150, 150, 100));
+
+ panel = new
+ JPanel()
+ {
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D)g;
+ g2.draw(area1);
+ g2.draw(area2);
+ if (area != null) g2.fill(area);
+ }
+ };
+
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ JPanel buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+ ButtonGroup group = new ButtonGroup();
+
+ JRadioButton addButton = new JRadioButton("Add", false);
+ buttonPanel.add(addButton);
+ group.add(addButton);
+ addButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ area = new Area();
+ area.add(area1);
+ area.add(area2);
+ panel.repaint();
+ }
+ });
+
+ JRadioButton subtractButton = new JRadioButton("Subtract", false);
+ buttonPanel.add(subtractButton);
+ group.add(subtractButton);
+ subtractButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ area = new Area();
+ area.add(area1);
+ area.subtract(area2);
+ panel.repaint();
+ }
+ });
+
+ JRadioButton intersectButton = new JRadioButton("Intersect", false);
+ buttonPanel.add(intersectButton);
+ group.add(intersectButton);
+ intersectButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ area = new Area();
+ area.add(area1);
+ area.intersect(area2);
+ panel.repaint();
+ }
+ });
+
+ JRadioButton exclusiveOrButton = new JRadioButton("Exclusive Or", false);
+ buttonPanel.add(exclusiveOrButton);
+ group.add(exclusiveOrButton);
+ exclusiveOrButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ area = new Area();
+ area.add(area1);
+ area.exclusiveOr(area2);
+ panel.repaint();
+ }
+ });
+
+ add(buttonPanel, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+ }
+
+ private JPanel panel;
+ private Area area;
+ private Area area1;
+ private Area area2;
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 400;
+}
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/BookTest/BookTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/BookTest/BookTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..172745e
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/BookTest/BookTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,404 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.11 2004-08-24
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.awt.font.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.awt.print.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.print.*;
+import javax.print.attribute.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates the printing of a multi-page
+ book. It prints a "banner", by blowing up a text string
+ to fill the entire page vertically. The program also
+ contains a generic print preview dialog.
+*/
+public class BookTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new BookTestFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame has a text field for the banner text and
+ buttons for printing, page setup, and print preview.
+*/
+class BookTestFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public BookTestFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("BookTest");
+
+ text = new JTextField();
+ add(text, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+
+ attributes = new HashPrintRequestAttributeSet();
+
+ JPanel buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+
+ JButton printButton = new JButton("Print");
+ buttonPanel.add(printButton);
+ printButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ PrinterJob job = PrinterJob.getPrinterJob();
+ job.setPageable(makeBook());
+ if (job.printDialog(attributes))
+ {
+ job.print(attributes);
+ }
+ }
+ catch (PrinterException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(
+ BookTestFrame.this, e);
+ }
+ }
+ });
+
+ JButton pageSetupButton = new JButton("Page setup");
+ buttonPanel.add(pageSetupButton);
+ pageSetupButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ PrinterJob job = PrinterJob.getPrinterJob();
+ pageFormat = job.pageDialog(attributes);
+ }
+ });
+
+ JButton printPreviewButton = new JButton("Print preview");
+ buttonPanel.add(printPreviewButton);
+ printPreviewButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ PrintPreviewDialog dialog = new PrintPreviewDialog(makeBook());
+ dialog.setVisible(true);
+ }
+ });
+
+ add(buttonPanel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ pack();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Makes a book that contains a cover page and the
+ pages for the banner.
+ */
+ public Book makeBook()
+ {
+ if (pageFormat == null)
+ {
+ PrinterJob job = PrinterJob.getPrinterJob();
+ pageFormat = job.defaultPage();
+ }
+ Book book = new Book();
+ String message = text.getText();
+ Banner banner = new Banner(message);
+ int pageCount = banner.getPageCount((Graphics2D)getGraphics(), pageFormat);
+ book.append(new CoverPage(message + " (" + pageCount + " pages)"), pageFormat);
+ book.append(banner, pageFormat, pageCount);
+ return book;
+ }
+
+ private JTextField text;
+ private PageFormat pageFormat;
+ private PrintRequestAttributeSet attributes;
+}
+
+/**
+ A banner that prints a text string on multiple pages.
+*/
+class Banner implements Printable
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a banner
+ @param m the message string
+ */
+ public Banner(String m)
+ {
+ message = m;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the page count of this section.
+ @param g2 the graphics context
+ @param pf the page format
+ @return the number of pages needed
+ */
+ public int getPageCount(Graphics2D g2, PageFormat pf)
+ {
+ if (message.equals("")) return 0;
+ FontRenderContext context = g2.getFontRenderContext();
+ Font f = new Font("Serif", Font.PLAIN, 72);
+ Rectangle2D bounds = f.getStringBounds(message, context);
+ scale = pf.getImageableHeight() / bounds.getHeight();
+ double width = scale * bounds.getWidth();
+ int pages = (int)Math.ceil(width / pf.getImageableWidth());
+ return pages;
+ }
+
+ public int print(Graphics g, PageFormat pf, int page)
+ throws PrinterException
+ {
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D)g;
+ if (page > getPageCount(g2, pf))
+ return Printable.NO_SUCH_PAGE;
+ g2.translate(pf.getImageableX(), pf.getImageableY());
+
+ drawPage(g2, pf, page);
+ return Printable.PAGE_EXISTS;
+ }
+
+ public void drawPage(Graphics2D g2, PageFormat pf, int page)
+ {
+ if (message.equals("")) return;
+ page--; // account for cover page
+
+ drawCropMarks(g2, pf);
+ g2.clip(new Rectangle2D.Double(0, 0, pf.getImageableWidth(), pf.getImageableHeight()));
+ g2.translate(-page * pf.getImageableWidth(), 0);
+ g2.scale(scale, scale);
+ FontRenderContext context = g2.getFontRenderContext();
+ Font f = new Font("Serif", Font.PLAIN, 72);
+ TextLayout layout = new TextLayout(message, f, context);
+ AffineTransform transform = AffineTransform.getTranslateInstance(0, layout.getAscent());
+ Shape outline = layout.getOutline(transform);
+ g2.draw(outline);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Draws 1/2" crop marks in the corners of the page.
+ @param g2 the graphics context
+ @param pf the page format
+ */
+ public void drawCropMarks(Graphics2D g2, PageFormat pf)
+ {
+ final double C = 36; // crop mark length = 1/2 inch
+ double w = pf.getImageableWidth();
+ double h = pf.getImageableHeight();
+ g2.draw(new Line2D.Double(0, 0, 0, C));
+ g2.draw(new Line2D.Double(0, 0, C, 0));
+ g2.draw(new Line2D.Double(w, 0, w, C));
+ g2.draw(new Line2D.Double(w, 0, w - C, 0));
+ g2.draw(new Line2D.Double(0, h, 0, h - C));
+ g2.draw(new Line2D.Double(0, h, C, h));
+ g2.draw(new Line2D.Double(w, h, w, h - C));
+ g2.draw(new Line2D.Double(w, h, w - C, h));
+ }
+
+ private String message;
+ private double scale;
+}
+
+/**
+ This class prints a cover page with a title.
+*/
+class CoverPage implements Printable
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a cover page.
+ @param t the title
+ */
+ public CoverPage(String t)
+ {
+ title = t;
+ }
+
+ public int print(Graphics g, PageFormat pf, int page)
+ throws PrinterException
+ {
+ if (page >= 1) return Printable.NO_SUCH_PAGE;
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D)g;
+ g2.setPaint(Color.black);
+ g2.translate(pf.getImageableX(), pf.getImageableY());
+ FontRenderContext context = g2.getFontRenderContext();
+ Font f = g2.getFont();
+ TextLayout layout = new TextLayout(title, f, context);
+ float ascent = layout.getAscent();
+ g2.drawString(title, 0, ascent);
+ return Printable.PAGE_EXISTS;
+ }
+
+ private String title;
+}
+
+/**
+ This class implements a generic print preview dialog.
+*/
+class PrintPreviewDialog extends JDialog
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a print preview dialog.
+ @param p a Printable
+ @param pf the page format
+ @param pages the number of pages in p
+ */
+ public PrintPreviewDialog(Printable p, PageFormat pf, int pages)
+ {
+ Book book = new Book();
+ book.append(p, pf, pages);
+ layoutUI(book);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Constructs a print preview dialog.
+ @param b a Book
+ */
+ public PrintPreviewDialog(Book b)
+ {
+ layoutUI(b);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Lays out the UI of the dialog.
+ @param book the book to be previewed
+ */
+ public void layoutUI(Book book)
+ {
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ canvas = new PrintPreviewCanvas(book);
+ add(canvas, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ JPanel buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+
+ JButton nextButton = new JButton("Next");
+ buttonPanel.add(nextButton);
+ nextButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ canvas.flipPage(1);
+ }
+ });
+
+ JButton previousButton = new JButton("Previous");
+ buttonPanel.add(previousButton);
+ previousButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ canvas.flipPage(-1);
+ }
+ });
+
+ JButton closeButton = new JButton("Close");
+ buttonPanel.add(closeButton);
+ closeButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ setVisible(false);
+ }
+ });
+
+ add(buttonPanel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ }
+
+ private PrintPreviewCanvas canvas;
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+}
+
+/**
+ The canvas for displaying the print preview.
+*/
+class PrintPreviewCanvas extends JPanel
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a print preview canvas.
+ @param b the book to be previewed
+ */
+ public PrintPreviewCanvas(Book b)
+ {
+ book = b;
+ currentPage = 0;
+ }
+
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D)g;
+ PageFormat pageFormat = book.getPageFormat(currentPage);
+
+ double xoff; // x offset of page start in window
+ double yoff; // y offset of page start in window
+ double scale; // scale factor to fit page in window
+ double px = pageFormat.getWidth();
+ double py = pageFormat.getHeight();
+ double sx = getWidth() - 1;
+ double sy = getHeight() - 1;
+ if (px / py < sx / sy) // center horizontally
+ {
+ scale = sy / py;
+ xoff = 0.5 * (sx - scale * px);
+ yoff = 0;
+ }
+ else // center vertically
+ {
+ scale = sx / px;
+ xoff = 0;
+ yoff = 0.5 * (sy - scale * py);
+ }
+ g2.translate((float)xoff, (float)yoff);
+ g2.scale((float)scale, (float)scale);
+
+ // draw page outline (ignoring margins)
+ Rectangle2D page = new Rectangle2D.Double(0, 0, px, py);
+ g2.setPaint(Color.white);
+ g2.fill(page);
+ g2.setPaint(Color.black);
+ g2.draw(page);
+
+ Printable printable = book.getPrintable(currentPage);
+ try
+ {
+ printable.print(g2, pageFormat, currentPage);
+ }
+ catch (PrinterException e)
+ {
+ g2.draw(new Line2D.Double(0, 0, px, py));
+ g2.draw(new Line2D.Double(px, 0, 0, py));
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Flip the book by the given number of pages.
+ @param by the number of pages to flip by. Negative
+ values flip backwards.
+ */
+ public void flipPage(int by)
+ {
+ int newPage = currentPage + by;
+ if (0 <= newPage && newPage < book.getNumberOfPages())
+ {
+ currentPage = newPage;
+ repaint();
+ }
+ }
+
+ private Book book;
+ private int currentPage;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/ClipTest/ClipTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/ClipTest/ClipTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..e2762dd
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/ClipTest/ClipTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,105 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.02 2004-08-24
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.awt.font.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates the use of a clip shape.
+*/
+public class ClipTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new ClipTestFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains a check box to turn a clip off
+ and on, and a panel to draw a set of lines with or without
+ clipping.
+*/
+class ClipTestFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public ClipTestFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("ClipTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ final JCheckBox checkBox = new JCheckBox("Clip");
+ checkBox.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ panel.repaint();
+ }
+ });
+ add(checkBox, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+
+ panel = new
+ JPanel()
+ {
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D)g;
+
+ if (clipShape == null) clipShape = makeClipShape(g2);
+
+ g2.draw(clipShape);
+
+ if (checkBox.isSelected()) g2.clip(clipShape);
+
+ // draw line pattern
+ final int NLINES = 50;
+ Point2D p = new Point2D.Double(0, 0);
+ for (int i = 0; i < NLINES; i++)
+ {
+ double x = (2 * getWidth() * i) / NLINES;
+ double y = (2 * getHeight() * (NLINES - 1 - i)) / NLINES;
+ Point2D q = new Point2D.Double(x, y);
+ g2.draw(new Line2D.Double(p, q));
+ }
+ }
+ };
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Makes the clip shape.
+ @param g2 the graphics context
+ @return the clip shape
+ */
+ Shape makeClipShape(Graphics2D g2)
+ {
+ FontRenderContext context = g2.getFontRenderContext();
+ Font f = new Font("Serif", Font.PLAIN, 100);
+ GeneralPath clipShape = new GeneralPath();
+
+ TextLayout layout = new TextLayout("Hello", f, context);
+ AffineTransform transform = AffineTransform.getTranslateInstance(0, 100);
+ Shape outline = layout.getOutline(transform);
+ clipShape.append(outline, false);
+
+ layout = new TextLayout("World", f, context);
+ transform = AffineTransform.getTranslateInstance(0, 200);
+ outline = layout.getOutline(transform);
+ clipShape.append(outline, false);
+ return clipShape;
+ }
+
+ private JPanel panel;
+ private Shape clipShape;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/CompositeTest/CompositeTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/CompositeTest/CompositeTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..78f4cbd
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/CompositeTest/CompositeTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,215 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.02 2004-08-24
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.awt.image.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates the Porter-Duff composition rules.
+*/
+public class CompositeTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new CompositeTestFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains a combo box to choose a composition
+ rule, a slider to change the source alpha channel,
+ and a panel that shows the composition.
+*/
+class CompositeTestFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public CompositeTestFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("CompositeTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ canvas = new CompositePanel();
+ add(canvas, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ ruleCombo = new JComboBox(new
+ Object[]
+ {
+ new Rule("CLEAR", " ", " "),
+ new Rule("SRC", " S", " S"),
+ new Rule("DST", " ", "DD"),
+ new Rule("SRC_OVER", " S", "DS"),
+ new Rule("DST_OVER", " S", "DD"),
+ new Rule("SRC_IN", " ", " S"),
+ new Rule("SRC_OUT", " S", " "),
+ new Rule("DST_IN", " ", " D"),
+ new Rule("DST_OUT", " ", "D "),
+ new Rule("SRC_ATOP", " ", "DS"),
+ new Rule("DST_ATOP", " S", " D"),
+ new Rule("XOR", " S", "D "),
+ });
+ ruleCombo.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ Rule r = (Rule)ruleCombo.getSelectedItem();
+ canvas.setRule(r.getValue());
+ explanation.setText(r.getExplanation());
+ }
+ });
+
+ alphaSlider = new JSlider(0, 100, 75);
+ alphaSlider.addChangeListener(new
+ ChangeListener()
+ {
+ public void stateChanged(ChangeEvent event)
+ {
+ canvas.setAlpha(alphaSlider.getValue());
+ }
+ });
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+ panel.add(ruleCombo);
+ panel.add(new JLabel("Alpha"));
+ panel.add(alphaSlider);
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+
+ explanation = new JTextField();
+ add(explanation, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+
+ canvas.setAlpha(alphaSlider.getValue());
+ Rule r = (Rule) ruleCombo.getSelectedItem();
+ canvas.setRule(r.getValue());
+ explanation.setText(r.getExplanation());
+ }
+
+ private CompositePanel canvas;
+ private JComboBox ruleCombo;
+ private JSlider alphaSlider;
+ private JTextField explanation;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 400;
+}
+
+/**
+ This class describes a Porter-Duff rule.
+*/
+class Rule
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a Porter-Duff rule
+ @param n the rule name
+ @param pd1 the first row of the Porter-Duff square
+ @param pd2 the second row of the Porter-Duff square
+ */
+ public Rule(String n, String pd1, String pd2)
+ {
+ name = n;
+ porterDuff1 = pd1;
+ porterDuff2 = pd2;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets an explanation of the behavior of this rule.
+ @return the explanation
+ */
+ public String getExplanation()
+ {
+ StringBuilder r = new StringBuilder("Source ");
+ if (porterDuff2.equals(" ")) r.append("clears");
+ if (porterDuff2.equals(" S")) r.append("overwrites");
+ if (porterDuff2.equals("DS")) r.append("blends with");
+ if (porterDuff2.equals(" D")) r.append("alpha modifies");
+ if (porterDuff2.equals("D ")) r.append("alpha complement modifies");
+ if (porterDuff2.equals("DD")) r.append("does not affect");
+ r.append(" destination");
+ if (porterDuff1.equals(" S")) r.append(" and overwrites empty pixels");
+ r.append(".");
+ return r.toString();
+ }
+
+ public String toString() { return name; }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the value of this rule in the AlphaComposite class
+ @return the AlphaComposite constant value, or -1 if
+ there is no matching constant.
+ */
+ public int getValue()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ return (Integer) AlphaComposite.class.getField(name).get(null);
+ }
+ catch (Exception e)
+ {
+ return -1;
+ }
+ }
+
+ private String name;
+ private String porterDuff1;
+ private String porterDuff2;
+}
+
+/**
+ This panel draws two shapes, composed with a
+ composition rule.
+*/
+class CompositePanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public CompositePanel()
+ {
+ shape1 = new Ellipse2D.Double(100, 100, 150, 100);
+ shape2 = new Rectangle2D.Double(150, 150, 150, 100);
+ }
+
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D)g;
+
+ BufferedImage image = new BufferedImage(getWidth(), getHeight(),
+ BufferedImage.TYPE_INT_ARGB);
+ Graphics2D gImage = image.createGraphics();
+ gImage.setPaint(Color.red);
+ gImage.fill(shape1);
+ AlphaComposite composite = AlphaComposite.getInstance(rule, alpha);
+ gImage.setComposite(composite);
+ gImage.setPaint(Color.blue);
+ gImage.fill(shape2);
+ g2.drawImage(image, null, 0, 0);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the composition rule.
+ @param r the rule (as an AlphaComposite constant)
+ */
+ public void setRule(int r)
+ {
+ rule = r;
+ repaint();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the alpha of the source
+ @param a the alpha value between 0 and 100
+ */
+ public void setAlpha(int a)
+ {
+ alpha = (float) a / 100.0F;
+ repaint();
+ }
+
+ private int rule;
+ private Shape shape1;
+ private Shape shape2;
+ private float alpha;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/DragSourceTest/DragSourceTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/DragSourceTest/DragSourceTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..f2d0e73
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/DragSourceTest/DragSourceTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,134 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.02 2004-08-25
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.datatransfer.*;
+import java.awt.dnd.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import java.util.List;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+
+/**
+ This is a sample drag source for testing purposes. It consists of a list of files
+ in the current directory.
+*/
+public class DragSourceTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new DragSourceFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains a list of files in the current
+ directory with support for dragging files to a drop target.
+ Moved files are removed from the list.
+*/
+class DragSourceFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public DragSourceFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("DragSourceTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ File f = new File(".").getAbsoluteFile();
+ File[] files = f.listFiles();
+ model = new DefaultListModel();
+ for (File file : files)
+ try
+ {
+ model.addElement(file.getCanonicalFile());
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ fileList = new JList(model);
+ add(new JScrollPane(fileList), BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ add(new JLabel("Drag files from this list"), BorderLayout.NORTH);
+
+ DragSource dragSource = DragSource.getDefaultDragSource();
+ dragSource.createDefaultDragGestureRecognizer(fileList,
+ DnDConstants.ACTION_COPY_OR_MOVE, new
+ DragGestureListener()
+ {
+ public void dragGestureRecognized(DragGestureEvent event)
+ {
+ draggedValues = fileList.getSelectedValues();
+ Transferable transferable = new FileListTransferable(draggedValues);
+ event.startDrag(null, transferable, new FileListDragSourceListener());
+ }
+ });
+ }
+
+ /**
+ A drag source listener that removes moved files from the file list.
+ */
+ private class FileListDragSourceListener
+ extends DragSourceAdapter
+ {
+ public void dragDropEnd(DragSourceDropEvent event)
+ {
+ if (event.getDropSuccess())
+ {
+ int action = event.getDropAction();
+ if (action == DnDConstants.ACTION_MOVE)
+ {
+ for (Object v : draggedValues)
+ model.removeElement(v);
+ }
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ private JList fileList;
+ private DefaultListModel model;
+ private Object[] draggedValues;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+}
+
+class FileListTransferable implements Transferable
+{
+ public FileListTransferable(Object[] files)
+ {
+ fileList = new ArrayList(Arrays.asList(files));
+ }
+
+ public DataFlavor[] getTransferDataFlavors()
+ {
+ return flavors;
+ }
+
+ public boolean isDataFlavorSupported(DataFlavor flavor)
+ {
+ return Arrays.asList(flavors).contains(flavor);
+ }
+
+ public Object getTransferData(DataFlavor flavor)
+ throws UnsupportedFlavorException
+ {
+ if(flavor.equals(DataFlavor.javaFileListFlavor))
+ return fileList;
+ else if(flavor.equals(DataFlavor.stringFlavor))
+ return fileList.toString();
+ else
+ throw new UnsupportedFlavorException(flavor);
+ }
+
+ private static DataFlavor[] flavors =
+ {
+ DataFlavor.javaFileListFlavor,
+ DataFlavor.stringFlavor
+ };
+
+ private java.util.List fileList;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/DropTargetTest/DropTargetTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/DropTargetTest/DropTargetTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..d135dcb
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/DropTargetTest/DropTargetTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,157 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.02 2004-08-25
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.datatransfer.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.awt.dnd.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This is a test class to test drag and drop behavior. Drop items into the text area to see the
+ MIME types of the drop target.
+*/
+public class DropTargetTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new DropTargetFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains a text area that is a simple drop target.
+*/
+class DropTargetFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public DropTargetFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("DropTarget");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ JTextArea textArea = new JTextArea("Drop items into this text area.\n");
+
+ new DropTarget(textArea, new TextDropTargetListener(textArea));
+ add(new JScrollPane(textArea), "Center");
+ }
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+}
+
+/**
+ This listener displays the properties of a dropped object.
+*/
+class TextDropTargetListener implements DropTargetListener
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a listener.
+ @param aTextArea the text area in which to display the
+ properties of the dropped object.
+ */
+ public TextDropTargetListener(JTextArea aTextArea)
+ {
+ textArea = aTextArea;
+ }
+
+ public void dragEnter(DropTargetDragEvent event)
+ {
+ int a = event.getDropAction();
+ if ((a & DnDConstants.ACTION_COPY) != 0)
+ textArea.append("ACTION_COPY\n");
+ if ((a & DnDConstants.ACTION_MOVE) != 0)
+ textArea.append("ACTION_MOVE\n");
+ if ((a & DnDConstants.ACTION_LINK) != 0)
+ textArea.append("ACTION_LINK\n");
+
+ if (!isDragAcceptable(event))
+ {
+ event.rejectDrag();
+ return;
+ }
+ }
+
+ public void dragExit(DropTargetEvent event)
+ {
+ }
+
+ public void dragOver(DropTargetDragEvent event)
+ {
+ // you can provide visual feedback here
+ }
+
+ public void dropActionChanged(DropTargetDragEvent event)
+ {
+ if (!isDragAcceptable(event))
+ {
+ event.rejectDrag();
+ return;
+ }
+ }
+
+ public void drop(DropTargetDropEvent event)
+ {
+ if (!isDropAcceptable(event))
+ {
+ event.rejectDrop();
+ return;
+ }
+
+ event.acceptDrop(DnDConstants.ACTION_COPY);
+
+ Transferable transferable = event.getTransferable();
+
+ DataFlavor[] flavors = transferable.getTransferDataFlavors();
+ for (int i = 0; i < flavors.length; i++)
+ {
+ DataFlavor d = flavors[i];
+ textArea.append("MIME type=" + d.getMimeType() + "\n");
+
+ try
+ {
+ if (d.equals(DataFlavor.javaFileListFlavor))
+ {
+ java.util.List fileList
+ = (java.util.List) transferable.getTransferData(d);
+ for (File f : fileList)
+ {
+ textArea.append(f + "\n");
+ }
+ }
+ else if (d.equals(DataFlavor.stringFlavor))
+ {
+ String s = (String) transferable.getTransferData(d);
+ textArea.append(s + "\n");
+ }
+ }
+ catch (Exception e)
+ {
+ textArea.append(e + "\n");
+ }
+ }
+ textArea.append("\n");
+ event.dropComplete(true);
+ }
+
+ public boolean isDragAcceptable(DropTargetDragEvent event)
+ {
+ // usually, you check the available data flavors here
+ // in this program, we accept all flavors
+ return (event.getDropAction() & DnDConstants.ACTION_COPY_OR_MOVE) != 0;
+ }
+
+ public boolean isDropAcceptable(DropTargetDropEvent event)
+ {
+ // usually, you check the available data flavors here
+ // in this program, we accept all flavors
+ return (event.getDropAction() & DnDConstants.ACTION_COPY_OR_MOVE) != 0;
+ }
+
+ private JTextArea textArea;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/ImageIOTest/ImageIOTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/ImageIOTest/ImageIOTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..70c6d0f
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/ImageIOTest/ImageIOTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,243 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.01 2004-08-24
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.awt.image.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import java.util.List;
+import javax.imageio.*;
+import javax.imageio.stream.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program lets you read and write image files in the
+ formats that the JDK supports. Multi-file images are
+ supported.
+*/
+public class ImageIOTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new ImageIOFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame displays the loaded images. The menu has items
+ for loading and saving files.
+*/
+class ImageIOFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public ImageIOFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("ImageIOTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ JMenu fileMenu = new JMenu("File");
+ JMenuItem openItem = new JMenuItem("Open");
+ openItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ openFile();
+ }
+ });
+ fileMenu.add(openItem);
+
+ JMenu saveMenu = new JMenu("Save");
+ fileMenu.add(saveMenu);
+ Iterator iter = writerFormats.iterator();
+ while (iter.hasNext())
+ {
+ final String formatName = iter.next();
+ JMenuItem formatItem = new JMenuItem(formatName);
+ saveMenu.add(formatItem);
+ formatItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ saveFile(formatName);
+ }
+ });
+ }
+
+ JMenuItem exitItem = new JMenuItem("Exit");
+ exitItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ System.exit(0);
+ }
+ });
+ fileMenu.add(exitItem);
+
+
+ JMenuBar menuBar = new JMenuBar();
+ menuBar.add(fileMenu);
+ setJMenuBar(menuBar);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Open a file and load the images.
+ */
+ public void openFile()
+ {
+ JFileChooser chooser = new JFileChooser();
+ chooser.setCurrentDirectory(new File("."));
+
+ chooser.setFileFilter(new
+ javax.swing.filechooser.FileFilter()
+ {
+ public boolean accept(File f)
+ {
+ if (f.isDirectory()) return true;
+ String name = f.getName();
+ int p = name.lastIndexOf('.');
+ if (p == -1) return false;
+ String suffix = name.substring(p + 1).toLowerCase();
+ return readerSuffixes.contains(suffix);
+ }
+ public String getDescription()
+ {
+ return "Image files";
+ }
+ });
+ int r = chooser.showOpenDialog(this);
+ if (r != JFileChooser.APPROVE_OPTION) return;
+ File f = chooser.getSelectedFile();
+ Box box = Box.createVerticalBox();
+ try
+ {
+ String name = f.getName();
+ String suffix = name.substring(name.lastIndexOf('.') + 1);
+ Iterator iter = ImageIO.getImageReadersBySuffix(suffix);
+ ImageReader reader = iter.next();
+ ImageInputStream imageIn = ImageIO.createImageInputStream(f);
+ reader.setInput(imageIn);
+ int count = reader.getNumImages(true);
+ images = new BufferedImage[count];
+ for (int i = 0; i < count; i++)
+ {
+ images[i] = reader.read(i);
+ box.add(new JLabel(new ImageIcon(images[i])));
+ }
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ setContentPane(new JScrollPane(box));
+ validate();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Save the current image in a file
+ @param formatName the file format
+ */
+ public void saveFile(final String formatName)
+ {
+ if (images == null) return;
+ Iterator iter = ImageIO.getImageWritersByFormatName(formatName);
+ ImageWriter writer = iter.next();
+ final List writerSuffixes
+ = Arrays.asList(writer.getOriginatingProvider().getFileSuffixes());
+ JFileChooser chooser = new JFileChooser();
+ chooser.setCurrentDirectory(new File("."));
+
+ chooser.setFileFilter(new
+ javax.swing.filechooser.FileFilter()
+ {
+ public boolean accept(File f)
+ {
+ if (f.isDirectory()) return true;
+ String name = f.getName();
+ int p = name.lastIndexOf('.');
+ if (p == -1) return false;
+ String suffix = name.substring(p + 1).toLowerCase();
+ return writerSuffixes.contains(suffix);
+ }
+ public String getDescription()
+ {
+ return formatName + " files";
+ }
+ });
+
+ int r = chooser.showSaveDialog(this);
+ if (r != JFileChooser.APPROVE_OPTION) return;
+ File f = chooser.getSelectedFile();
+ try
+ {
+ ImageOutputStream imageOut = ImageIO.createImageOutputStream(f);
+ writer.setOutput(imageOut);
+
+ writer.write(new IIOImage(images[0], null, null));
+ for (int i = 1; i < images.length; i++)
+ {
+ IIOImage iioImage = new IIOImage(images[i], null, null);
+ if (writer.canInsertImage(i))
+ writer.writeInsert(i, iioImage, null);
+ }
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets a set of all file suffixes that are recognized by image readers.
+ @return the file suffix set
+ */
+ public static Set getReaderSuffixes()
+ {
+ TreeSet readerSuffixes = new TreeSet();
+ for (String name : ImageIO.getReaderFormatNames())
+ {
+ Iterator iter = ImageIO.getImageReadersByFormatName(name);
+ while (iter.hasNext())
+ {
+ ImageReader reader = iter.next();
+ String[] s = reader.getOriginatingProvider().getFileSuffixes();
+ readerSuffixes.addAll(Arrays.asList(s));
+ }
+ }
+ return readerSuffixes;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets a set of "preferred" format names of all image writers. The preferred format name is
+ the first format name that a writer specifies.
+ @return the format name set
+ */
+ public static Set getWriterFormats()
+ {
+ TreeSet writerFormats = new TreeSet();
+ TreeSet formatNames
+ = new TreeSet(Arrays.asList(ImageIO.getWriterFormatNames()));
+ while (formatNames.size() > 0)
+ {
+ String name = formatNames.iterator().next();
+ Iterator iter = ImageIO.getImageWritersByFormatName(name);
+ ImageWriter writer = iter.next();
+ String[] names = writer.getOriginatingProvider().getFormatNames();
+ writerFormats.add(names[0]);
+ formatNames.removeAll(Arrays.asList(names));
+ }
+ return writerFormats;
+ }
+
+ private BufferedImage[] images;
+ private static Set readerSuffixes = getReaderSuffixes();
+ private static Set writerFormats = getWriterFormats();
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 400;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/ImageIOTest/e-mail.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/ImageIOTest/e-mail.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..3f8d7d7
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/ImageIOTest/e-mail.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/ImageProcessingTest/ImageProcessingTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/ImageProcessingTest/ImageProcessingTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..d38b411
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/ImageProcessingTest/ImageProcessingTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,237 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.02 2004-08-24
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.awt.image.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import javax.imageio.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates various image processing operations.
+*/
+public class ImageProcessingTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new ImageProcessingFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame has a menu to load an image and to specify
+ various transformations, and a panel to show the resulting
+ image.
+*/
+class ImageProcessingFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public ImageProcessingFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("ImageProcessingTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ JPanel panel = new
+ JPanel()
+ {
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ if (image != null) g.drawImage(image, 0, 0, null);
+ }
+ };
+
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ JMenu fileMenu = new JMenu("File");
+ JMenuItem openItem = new JMenuItem("Open");
+ openItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ openFile();
+ }
+ });
+ fileMenu.add(openItem);
+
+ JMenuItem exitItem = new JMenuItem("Exit");
+ exitItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ System.exit(0);
+ }
+ });
+ fileMenu.add(exitItem);
+
+ JMenu editMenu = new JMenu("Edit");
+ JMenuItem blurItem = new JMenuItem("Blur");
+ blurItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ float weight = 1.0f / 9.0f;
+ float[] elements = new float[9];
+ for (int i = 0; i < 9; i++) elements[i] = weight;
+ convolve(elements);
+ }
+ });
+ editMenu.add(blurItem);
+
+ JMenuItem sharpenItem = new JMenuItem("Sharpen");
+ sharpenItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ float[] elements =
+ {
+ 0.0f, -1.0f, 0.0f,
+ -1.0f, 5.f, -1.0f,
+ 0.0f, -1.0f, 0.0f
+ };
+ convolve(elements);
+ }
+ });
+ editMenu.add(sharpenItem);
+
+ JMenuItem brightenItem = new JMenuItem("Brighten");
+ brightenItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ float a = 1.1f;
+ float b = -20.0f;
+ RescaleOp op = new RescaleOp(a, b, null);
+ filter(op);
+ }
+ });
+ editMenu.add(brightenItem);
+
+ JMenuItem edgeDetectItem = new JMenuItem("Edge detect");
+ edgeDetectItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ float[] elements =
+ {
+ 0.0f, -1.0f, 0.0f,
+ -1.0f, 4.f, -1.0f,
+ 0.0f, -1.0f, 0.0f
+ };
+ convolve(elements);
+ }
+ });
+ editMenu.add(edgeDetectItem);
+
+ JMenuItem negativeItem = new JMenuItem("Negative");
+ negativeItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ byte negative[] = new byte[256];
+ for (int i = 0; i < 256; i++) negative[i] = (byte) (255 - i);
+ ByteLookupTable table = new ByteLookupTable(0, negative);
+ LookupOp op = new LookupOp(table, null);
+ filter(op);
+ }
+ });
+ editMenu.add(negativeItem);
+
+ JMenuItem rotateItem = new JMenuItem("Rotate");
+ rotateItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ if (image == null) return;
+ AffineTransform transform = AffineTransform.getRotateInstance(
+ Math.toRadians(5), image.getWidth() / 2, image.getHeight() / 2);
+ AffineTransformOp op = new AffineTransformOp(transform,
+ AffineTransformOp.TYPE_BILINEAR);
+ filter(op);
+ }
+ });
+ editMenu.add(rotateItem);
+
+ JMenuBar menuBar = new JMenuBar();
+ menuBar.add(fileMenu);
+ menuBar.add(editMenu);
+ setJMenuBar(menuBar);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Open a file and load the image.
+ */
+ public void openFile()
+ {
+ JFileChooser chooser = new JFileChooser();
+ chooser.setCurrentDirectory(new File("."));
+
+ chooser.setFileFilter(new
+ javax.swing.filechooser.FileFilter()
+ {
+ public boolean accept(File f)
+ {
+ String name = f.getName().toLowerCase();
+ return name.endsWith(".gif") || name.endsWith(".jpg") || name.endsWith(".jpeg")
+ || f.isDirectory();
+ }
+ public String getDescription() { return "Image files"; }
+ });
+
+ int r = chooser.showOpenDialog(this);
+ if(r != JFileChooser.APPROVE_OPTION) return;
+
+ try
+ {
+ image = ImageIO.read(chooser.getSelectedFile());
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ repaint();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Apply a filter and repaint.
+ @param op the image operation to apply
+ */
+ private void filter(BufferedImageOp op)
+ {
+ if (image == null) return;
+ BufferedImage filteredImage
+ = new BufferedImage(image.getWidth(), image.getHeight(), image.getType());
+ op.filter(image, filteredImage);
+ image = filteredImage;
+ repaint();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Apply a convolution and repaint.
+ @param elements the convolution kernel (an array of
+ 9 matrix elements)
+ */
+ private void convolve(float[] elements)
+ {
+ Kernel kernel = new Kernel(3, 3, elements);
+ ConvolveOp op = new ConvolveOp(kernel);
+ filter(op);
+ }
+
+ private BufferedImage image;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 400;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/ImageProcessingTest/cj2v1.jpg b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/ImageProcessingTest/cj2v1.jpg
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..fb1fa42
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/ImageProcessingTest/cj2v1.jpg differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/ImageTransferTest/ImageTransferTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/ImageTransferTest/ImageTransferTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..7505b6d
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/ImageTransferTest/ImageTransferTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,195 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.21 2004-08-25
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.io.*;
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.datatransfer.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.awt.image.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates the transfer of images between a Java application
+ and the system clipboard.
+*/
+public class ImageTransferTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new ImageTransferFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame has an image label and buttons for copying and pasting an image.
+*/
+class ImageTransferFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public ImageTransferFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("ImageTransferTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ label = new JLabel();
+ image = makeMandelbrot(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+ label.setIcon(new ImageIcon(image));
+ add(new JScrollPane(label), BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+
+ JButton copyButton = new JButton("Copy");
+ panel.add(copyButton);
+ copyButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event) { copy(); }
+ });
+
+ JButton pasteButton = new JButton("Paste");
+ panel.add(pasteButton);
+ pasteButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event) { paste(); }
+ });
+
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Copies the current image to the system clipboard.
+ */
+ private void copy()
+ {
+ Clipboard clipboard = Toolkit.getDefaultToolkit().getSystemClipboard();
+ ImageSelection selection = new ImageSelection(image);
+ clipboard.setContents(selection, null);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Pastes the image from the system clipboard into the
+ image label.
+ */
+ private void paste()
+ {
+ Clipboard clipboard = Toolkit.getDefaultToolkit().getSystemClipboard();
+ DataFlavor flavor = DataFlavor.imageFlavor;
+ if (clipboard.isDataFlavorAvailable(flavor))
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ image = (Image) clipboard.getData(flavor);
+ label.setIcon(new ImageIcon(image));
+ }
+ catch (UnsupportedFlavorException exception)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, exception);
+ }
+ catch (IOException exception)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, exception);
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Makes the Mandelbrot image.
+ @param width the width
+ @parah height the height
+ @return the image
+ */
+ public BufferedImage makeMandelbrot(int width, int height)
+ {
+ BufferedImage image = new BufferedImage(width, height, BufferedImage.TYPE_INT_ARGB);
+ WritableRaster raster = image.getRaster();
+ ColorModel model = image.getColorModel();
+
+ Color fractalColor = Color.red;
+ int argb = fractalColor.getRGB();
+ Object colorData = model.getDataElements(argb, null);
+
+ for (int i = 0; i < width; i++)
+ for (int j = 0; j < height; j++)
+ {
+ double a = XMIN + i * (XMAX - XMIN) / width;
+ double b = YMIN + j * (YMAX - YMIN) / height;
+ if (!escapesToInfinity(a, b))
+ raster.setDataElements(i, j, colorData);
+ }
+ return image;
+ }
+
+ private boolean escapesToInfinity(double a, double b)
+ {
+ double x = 0.0;
+ double y = 0.0;
+ int iterations = 0;
+ do
+ {
+ double xnew = x * x - y * y + a;
+ double ynew = 2 * x * y + b;
+ x = xnew;
+ y = ynew;
+ iterations++;
+ if (iterations == MAX_ITERATIONS) return false;
+ }
+ while (x <= 2 && y <= 2);
+ return true;
+ }
+
+ private JLabel label;
+ private Image image;
+
+ private static final double XMIN = -2;
+ private static final double XMAX = 2;
+ private static final double YMIN = -2;
+ private static final double YMAX = 2;
+ private static final int MAX_ITERATIONS = 16;
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+}
+
+/**
+ This class is a wrapper for the data transfer of image
+ objects.
+*/
+class ImageSelection implements Transferable
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs the selection.
+ @param image an image
+ */
+ public ImageSelection(Image image)
+ {
+ theImage = image;
+ }
+
+ public DataFlavor[] getTransferDataFlavors()
+ {
+ return new DataFlavor[] { DataFlavor.imageFlavor };
+ }
+
+ public boolean isDataFlavorSupported(DataFlavor flavor)
+ {
+ return flavor.equals(DataFlavor.imageFlavor);
+ }
+
+ public Object getTransferData(DataFlavor flavor)
+ throws UnsupportedFlavorException
+ {
+ if(flavor.equals(DataFlavor.imageFlavor))
+ {
+ return theImage;
+ }
+ else
+ {
+ throw new UnsupportedFlavorException(flavor);
+ }
+ }
+
+ private Image theImage;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/ImageTransferTest/cj2v1.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/ImageTransferTest/cj2v1.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9454457
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/ImageTransferTest/cj2v1.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/LocalTransferTest/LocalTransferTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/LocalTransferTest/LocalTransferTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..f5f72c9
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/LocalTransferTest/LocalTransferTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,272 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.01 2004-08-25
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.datatransfer.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates the transfer of object references within the same virtual machine.
+*/
+public class LocalTransferTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new LocalTransferFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains a panel to edit a cubic curve, a
+ panel that can display an arbitrary shape, and copy and
+ paste buttons.
+*/
+class LocalTransferFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public LocalTransferFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("LocalTransferTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ curvePanel = new CubicCurvePanel();
+ curvePanel.setPreferredSize(new Dimension(DEFAULT_WIDTH / 2, DEFAULT_HEIGHT));
+ shapePanel = new ShapePanel();
+
+ add(new JSplitPane(JSplitPane.HORIZONTAL_SPLIT, curvePanel, shapePanel),
+ BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+
+ JButton copyButton = new JButton("Copy");
+ panel.add(copyButton);
+ copyButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ copy();
+ }
+ });
+
+ JButton pasteButton = new JButton("Paste");
+ panel.add(pasteButton);
+ pasteButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ paste();
+ }
+ });
+
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Copies the current cubic curve to the local clipboard.
+ */
+ private void copy()
+ {
+ LocalSelection selection = new LocalSelection(curvePanel.getShape());
+ clipboard.setContents(selection, null);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Pastes the shape from the local clipboard into the
+ shape panel.
+ */
+ private void paste()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ DataFlavor flavor
+ = new DataFlavor("application/x-java-jvm-local-objectref;class=java.awt.Shape");
+ if (clipboard.isDataFlavorAvailable(flavor))
+ shapePanel.setShape((Shape) clipboard.getData(flavor));
+ }
+ catch (ClassNotFoundException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ catch (UnsupportedFlavorException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ }
+
+ private CubicCurvePanel curvePanel;
+ private ShapePanel shapePanel;
+ private Clipboard clipboard = new Clipboard("local");
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+}
+
+
+/**
+ This panel draws a shape and allows the user to
+ move the points that define it.
+*/
+class CubicCurvePanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public CubicCurvePanel()
+ {
+ addMouseListener(new
+ MouseAdapter()
+ {
+ public void mousePressed(MouseEvent event)
+ {
+ for (int i = 0; i < p.length; i++)
+ {
+ double x = p[i].getX() - SIZE / 2;
+ double y = p[i].getY() - SIZE / 2;
+ Rectangle2D r = new Rectangle2D.Double(x, y, SIZE, SIZE);
+ if (r.contains(event.getPoint()))
+ {
+ current = i;
+ return;
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ public void mouseReleased(MouseEvent event)
+ {
+ current = -1;
+ }
+ });
+
+ addMouseMotionListener(new
+ MouseMotionAdapter()
+ {
+ public void mouseDragged(MouseEvent event)
+ {
+ if (current == -1) return;
+ p[current] = event.getPoint();
+ repaint();
+ }
+ });
+
+ current = -1;
+ }
+
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D)g;
+ for (int i = 0; i < p.length; i++)
+ {
+ double x = p[i].getX() - SIZE / 2;
+ double y = p[i].getY() - SIZE / 2;
+ g2.fill(new Rectangle2D.Double(x, y, SIZE, SIZE));
+ }
+
+ g2.draw(getShape());
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the current cubic curve.
+ @return the curve shape
+ */
+ public Shape getShape()
+ {
+ return new CubicCurve2D.Double(p[0].getX(), p[0].getY(), p[1].getX(), p[1].getY(),
+ p[2].getX(), p[2].getY(), p[3].getX(), p[3].getY());
+ }
+
+ private Point2D[] p =
+ {
+ new Point2D.Double(10, 10),
+ new Point2D.Double(10, 100),
+ new Point2D.Double(100, 10),
+ new Point2D.Double(100, 200)
+ };
+ private static int SIZE = 10;
+ private int current;
+}
+
+/**
+ This panel displays an arbitrary shape.
+*/
+class ShapePanel extends JPanel
+{
+ /**
+ Set the shape to be displayed in this panel.
+ @param aShape any shape
+ */
+ public void setShape(Shape aShape)
+ {
+ shape = aShape;
+ repaint();
+ }
+
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+ if (shape != null) g2.draw(shape);
+ }
+
+ private Shape shape;
+}
+
+/**
+ This class is a wrapper for the data transfer of
+ object references that are transferred within the same
+ virtual machine.
+*/
+class LocalSelection implements Transferable
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs the selection.
+ @param o any object
+ */
+ LocalSelection(Object o)
+ {
+ obj = o;
+ }
+
+ public DataFlavor[] getTransferDataFlavors()
+ {
+ DataFlavor[] flavors = new DataFlavor[1];
+ Class type = obj.getClass();
+ String mimeType = "application/x-java-jvm-local-objectref;class=" + type.getName();
+ try
+ {
+ flavors[0] = new DataFlavor(mimeType);
+ return flavors;
+ }
+ catch (ClassNotFoundException e)
+ {
+ return new DataFlavor[0];
+ }
+ }
+
+ public boolean isDataFlavorSupported(DataFlavor flavor)
+ {
+ return "application".equals(flavor.getPrimaryType())
+ && "x-java-jvm-local-objectref".equals(flavor.getSubType())
+ && flavor.getRepresentationClass().isAssignableFrom(obj.getClass());
+ }
+
+ public Object getTransferData(DataFlavor flavor)
+ throws UnsupportedFlavorException
+ {
+ if (! isDataFlavorSupported(flavor))
+ throw new UnsupportedFlavorException(flavor);
+
+ return obj;
+ }
+
+ private Object obj;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/MandelbrotTest/MandelbrotTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/MandelbrotTest/MandelbrotTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..60fe67a
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/MandelbrotTest/MandelbrotTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,89 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.12 2004-08-24
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+ */
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.awt.image.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates how to build up an image from individual pixels.
+*/
+public class MandelbrotTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new MandelbrotFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame shows an image with a Mandelbrot set.
+*/
+class MandelbrotFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public MandelbrotFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("MandelbrotTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+ BufferedImage image = makeMandelbrot(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+ add(new JLabel(new ImageIcon(image)), BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Makes the Mandelbrot image.
+ @param width the width
+ @parah height the height
+ @return the image
+ */
+ public BufferedImage makeMandelbrot(int width, int height)
+ {
+ BufferedImage image = new BufferedImage(width, height, BufferedImage.TYPE_INT_ARGB);
+ WritableRaster raster = image.getRaster();
+ ColorModel model = image.getColorModel();
+
+ Color fractalColor = Color.red;
+ int argb = fractalColor.getRGB();
+ Object colorData = model.getDataElements(argb, null);
+
+ for (int i = 0; i < width; i++)
+ for (int j = 0; j < height; j++)
+ {
+ double a = XMIN + i * (XMAX - XMIN) / width;
+ double b = YMIN + j * (YMAX - YMIN) / height;
+ if (!escapesToInfinity(a, b))
+ raster.setDataElements(i, j, colorData);
+ }
+ return image;
+ }
+
+ private boolean escapesToInfinity(double a, double b)
+ {
+ double x = 0.0;
+ double y = 0.0;
+ int iterations = 0;
+ do
+ {
+ double xnew = x * x - y * y + a;
+ double ynew = 2 * x * y + b;
+ x = xnew;
+ y = ynew;
+ iterations++;
+ if (iterations == MAX_ITERATIONS) return false;
+ }
+ while (x <= 2 && y <= 2);
+ return true;
+ }
+
+ private static final double XMIN = -2;
+ private static final double XMAX = 2;
+ private static final double YMIN = -2;
+ private static final double YMAX = 2;
+ private static final int MAX_ITERATIONS = 16;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 400;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/PaintTest/PaintTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/PaintTest/PaintTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..0e89643
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/PaintTest/PaintTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,149 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.02 2004-08-24
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.awt.image.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.imageio.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates the various paint modes.
+*/
+public class PaintTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new PaintTestFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains radio buttons to choose the paint mode
+ and a panel that draws a circle in the selected paint mode.
+*/
+class PaintTestFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public PaintTestFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("PaintTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ canvas = new PaintPanel();
+ add(canvas, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ JPanel buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+ ButtonGroup group = new ButtonGroup();
+
+ JRadioButton colorButton = new JRadioButton("Color", true);
+ buttonPanel.add(colorButton);
+ group.add(colorButton);
+ colorButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ canvas.setColor();
+ }
+ });
+
+ JRadioButton gradientPaintButton = new JRadioButton("Gradient Paint", false);
+ buttonPanel.add(gradientPaintButton);
+ group.add(gradientPaintButton);
+ gradientPaintButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ canvas.setGradientPaint();
+ }
+ });
+
+ JRadioButton texturePaintButton = new JRadioButton("Texture Paint", false);
+ buttonPanel.add(texturePaintButton);
+ group.add(texturePaintButton);
+ texturePaintButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ canvas.setTexturePaint();
+ }
+ });
+
+ add(buttonPanel, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+ }
+
+ private PaintPanel canvas;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 400;
+}
+
+/**
+ This panel paints a circle in various paint modes.
+*/
+class PaintPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public PaintPanel()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ bufferedImage = ImageIO.read(new File("blue-ball.gif"));
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ setColor();
+ }
+
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+ g2.setPaint(paint);
+ Ellipse2D circle = new Ellipse2D.Double(0, 0, getWidth(), getHeight());
+ g2.fill(circle);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Paints in a plain color.
+ */
+ public void setColor()
+ {
+ paint = Color.red; // Color implements Paint
+ repaint();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the paint mode to gradient paint.
+ */
+ public void setGradientPaint()
+ {
+ paint = new GradientPaint(0, 0, Color.red,
+ (float) getWidth(), (float) getHeight(), Color.blue);
+ repaint();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the paint mode to texture paint.
+ */
+ public void setTexturePaint()
+ {
+ Rectangle2D anchor = new Rectangle2D.Double(0, 0,
+ 2 * bufferedImage.getWidth(),
+ 2 * bufferedImage.getHeight());
+ paint = new TexturePaint(bufferedImage, anchor);
+ repaint();
+ }
+
+ private Paint paint;
+ private BufferedImage bufferedImage;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/PaintTest/blue-ball.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/PaintTest/blue-ball.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..152daa1
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/PaintTest/blue-ball.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/PrintServiceTest/PrintServiceTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/PrintServiceTest/PrintServiceTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..e67e1eb
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/PrintServiceTest/PrintServiceTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,184 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.01 2004-08-24
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.awt.image.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.print.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates the use of print services. The program lets you print a GIF image
+ to any of the print services that support the GIF document flavor.
+*/
+public class PrintServiceTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new PrintServiceFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame displays the image to be printed. It contains
+ menus for opening an image file, printing, and selecting
+ a print service.
+*/
+class PrintServiceFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public PrintServiceFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("PrintServiceTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ // set up menu bar
+ JMenuBar menuBar = new JMenuBar();
+ setJMenuBar(menuBar);
+
+ JMenu menu = new JMenu("File");
+ menuBar.add(menu);
+
+ JMenuItem openItem = new JMenuItem("Open");
+ menu.add(openItem);
+ openItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ openFile();
+ }
+ });
+
+ JMenuItem printItem = new JMenuItem("Print");
+ menu.add(printItem);
+ printItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ printFile();
+ }
+ });
+
+ JMenuItem exitItem = new JMenuItem("Exit");
+ menu.add(exitItem);
+ exitItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ System.exit(0);
+ }
+ });
+
+ menu = new JMenu("Printer");
+ menuBar.add(menu);
+ DocFlavor flavor = DocFlavor.INPUT_STREAM.GIF;
+ addPrintServices(menu, flavor);
+
+ // use a label to display the images
+ label = new JLabel();
+ add(label);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Adds print services to a menu
+ @param menu the menu to which to add the services
+ @param flavor the flavor that the services need to support
+ */
+ public void addPrintServices(JMenu menu, DocFlavor flavor)
+ {
+ PrintService[] services = PrintServiceLookup.lookupPrintServices(flavor, null);
+ ButtonGroup group = new ButtonGroup();
+ for (int i = 0; i < services.length; i++)
+ {
+ final PrintService service = services[i];
+ JRadioButtonMenuItem item = new JRadioButtonMenuItem(service.getName());
+ menu.add(item);
+ if (i == 0)
+ {
+ item.setSelected(true);
+ currentService = service;
+ }
+ group.add(item);
+ item.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ currentService = service;
+ }
+ });
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Open a GIF file and display the image.
+ */
+ public void openFile()
+ {
+ // set up file chooser
+ JFileChooser chooser = new JFileChooser();
+ chooser.setCurrentDirectory(new File("."));
+
+ // accept all files ending with .gif
+ chooser.setFileFilter(new
+ javax.swing.filechooser.FileFilter()
+ {
+ public boolean accept(File f)
+ {
+ return f.getName().toLowerCase().endsWith(".gif") || f.isDirectory();
+ }
+
+ public String getDescription() { return "GIF Images"; }
+ });
+
+ // show file chooser dialog
+ int r = chooser.showOpenDialog(PrintServiceFrame.this);
+
+ // if image file accepted, set it as icon of the label
+ if(r == JFileChooser.APPROVE_OPTION)
+ {
+ fileName = chooser.getSelectedFile().getPath();
+ label.setIcon(new ImageIcon(fileName));
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Print the current file using the current print service.
+ */
+ public void printFile()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ if (fileName == null) return;
+ if (currentService == null) return;
+ FileInputStream in = new FileInputStream(fileName);
+ DocFlavor flavor = DocFlavor.INPUT_STREAM.GIF;
+ Doc doc = new SimpleDoc(in, flavor, null);
+ DocPrintJob job = currentService.createPrintJob();
+ job.print(doc, null);
+ }
+ catch (FileNotFoundException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ catch (PrintException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ }
+
+ private JLabel label;
+ private String fileName;
+ private PrintService currentService;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 400;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/PrintTest/PrintTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/PrintTest/PrintTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..075487d
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/PrintTest/PrintTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,151 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.11 2004-08-24
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.awt.font.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.awt.print.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.print.*;
+import javax.print.attribute.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates how to print 2D graphics
+*/
+public class PrintTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new PrintTestFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame shows a panel with 2D graphics and buttons
+ to print the graphics and to set up the page format.
+*/
+class PrintTestFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public PrintTestFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("PrintTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ canvas = new PrintPanel();
+ add(canvas, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ attributes = new HashPrintRequestAttributeSet();
+
+ JPanel buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+ JButton printButton = new JButton("Print");
+ buttonPanel.add(printButton);
+ printButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ PrinterJob job = PrinterJob.getPrinterJob();
+ job.setPrintable(canvas);
+ if (job.printDialog(attributes))
+ job.print(attributes);
+ }
+ catch (PrinterException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(PrintTestFrame.this, e);
+ }
+ }
+ });
+
+ JButton pageSetupButton = new JButton("Page setup");
+ buttonPanel.add(pageSetupButton);
+ pageSetupButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ PrinterJob job = PrinterJob.getPrinterJob();
+ job.pageDialog(attributes);
+ }
+ });
+
+ add(buttonPanel, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+ }
+
+ private PrintPanel canvas;
+ private PrintRequestAttributeSet attributes;
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+}
+
+/**
+ This panel generates a 2D graphics image for screen display
+ and printing.
+*/
+class PrintPanel extends JPanel implements Printable
+{
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+ drawPage(g2);
+ }
+
+ public int print(Graphics g, PageFormat pf, int page)
+ throws PrinterException
+ {
+ if (page >= 1) return Printable.NO_SUCH_PAGE;
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+ g2.translate(pf.getImageableX(), pf.getImageableY());
+ g2.draw(new Rectangle2D.Double(0, 0, pf.getImageableWidth(), pf.getImageableHeight()));
+
+ drawPage(g2);
+ return Printable.PAGE_EXISTS;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ This method draws the page both on the screen and the
+ printer graphics context.
+ @param g2 the graphics context
+ */
+ public void drawPage(Graphics2D g2)
+ {
+ FontRenderContext context = g2.getFontRenderContext();
+ Font f = new Font("Serif", Font.PLAIN, 72);
+ GeneralPath clipShape = new GeneralPath();
+
+ TextLayout layout = new TextLayout("Hello", f, context);
+ AffineTransform transform = AffineTransform.getTranslateInstance(0, 72);
+ Shape outline = layout.getOutline(transform);
+ clipShape.append(outline, false);
+
+ layout = new TextLayout("World", f, context);
+ transform = AffineTransform.getTranslateInstance(0, 144);
+ outline = layout.getOutline(transform);
+ clipShape.append(outline, false);
+
+ g2.draw(clipShape);
+ g2.clip(clipShape);
+
+ final int NLINES =50;
+ Point2D p = new Point2D.Double(0, 0);
+ for (int i = 0; i < NLINES; i++)
+ {
+ double x = (2 * getWidth() * i) / NLINES;
+ double y = (2 * getHeight() * (NLINES - 1 - i))
+ / NLINES;
+ Point2D q = new Point2D.Double(x, y);
+ g2.draw(new Line2D.Double(p, q));
+ }
+ }
+}
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/RenderQualityTest/GBC.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/RenderQualityTest/GBC.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9a11eac
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/RenderQualityTest/GBC.java
@@ -0,0 +1,129 @@
+/*
+GBC - A convenience class to tame the GridBagLayout
+
+Copyright (C) 2002 Cay S. Horstmann (http://horstmann.com)
+
+This program is free software; you can redistribute it and/or modify
+it under the terms of the GNU General Public License as published by
+the Free Software Foundation; either version 2 of the License, or
+(at your option) any later version.
+
+This program is distributed in the hope that it will be useful,
+but WITHOUT ANY WARRANTY; without even the implied warranty of
+MERCHANTABILITY or FITNESS FOR A PARTICULAR PURPOSE. See the
+GNU General Public License for more details.
+
+You should have received a copy of the GNU General Public License
+along with this program; if not, write to the Free Software
+Foundation, Inc., 59 Temple Place, Suite 330, Boston, MA 02111-1307 USA
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+
+/**
+ This class simplifies the use of the GridBagConstraints
+ class.
+*/
+public class GBC extends GridBagConstraints
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a GBC with a given gridx and gridy position and
+ all other grid bag constraint values set to the default.
+ @param gridx the gridx position
+ @param gridy the gridy position
+ */
+ public GBC(int gridx, int gridy)
+ {
+ this.gridx = gridx;
+ this.gridy = gridy;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Constructs a GBC with given gridx, gridy, gridwidth, gridheight
+ and all other grid bag constraint values set to the default.
+ @param gridx the gridx position
+ @param gridy the gridy position
+ @param gridwidth the cell span in x-direction
+ @param gridheight the cell span in y-direction
+ */
+ public GBC(int gridx, int gridy, int gridwidth, int gridheight)
+ {
+ this.gridx = gridx;
+ this.gridy = gridy;
+ this.gridwidth = gridwidth;
+ this.gridheight = gridheight;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the anchor.
+ @param anchor the anchor value
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setAnchor(int anchor)
+ {
+ this.anchor = anchor;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the fill direction.
+ @param fill the fill direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setFill(int fill)
+ {
+ this.fill = fill;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the cell weights.
+ @param weightx the cell weight in x-direction
+ @param weighty the cell weight in y-direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setWeight(double weightx, double weighty)
+ {
+ this.weightx = weightx;
+ this.weighty = weighty;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the insets of this cell.
+ @param distance the spacing to use in all directions
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setInsets(int distance)
+ {
+ this.insets = new Insets(distance, distance, distance, distance);
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the insets of this cell.
+ @param top the spacing to use on top
+ @param left the spacing to use to the left
+ @param bottom the spacing to use on the bottom
+ @param right the spacing to use to the right
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setInsets(int top, int left, int bottom, int right)
+ {
+ this.insets = new Insets(top, left, bottom, right);
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the internal padding
+ @param ipadx the internal padding in x-direction
+ @param ipady the internal padding in y-direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setIpad(int ipadx, int ipady)
+ {
+ this.ipadx = ipadx;
+ this.ipady = ipady;
+ return this;
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/RenderQualityTest/RenderQualityTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/RenderQualityTest/RenderQualityTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..96bde73
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/RenderQualityTest/RenderQualityTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,173 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.02 2004-08-24
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.imageio.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates the effect of the various
+ rendering hints.
+*/
+public class RenderQualityTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new RenderQualityTestFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains buttons to set rendering hints
+ and an image that is drawn with the selected hints.
+*/
+class RenderQualityTestFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public RenderQualityTestFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("RenderQualityTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ buttonBox = new JPanel();
+ buttonBox.setLayout(new GridBagLayout());
+ hints = new RenderingHints(null);
+
+ makeButtons("KEY_ANTIALIASING", "VALUE_ANTIALIAS_ON", "VALUE_ANTIALIAS_OFF");
+ makeButtons("KEY_RENDERING", "VALUE_RENDER_QUALITY", "VALUE_RENDER_SPEED");
+ makeButtons("KEY_DITHERING", "VALUE_DITHER_ENABLE", "VALUE_DITHER_DISABLE");
+ makeButtons("KEY_TEXT_ANTIALIASING", "VALUE_TEXT_ANTIALIAS_ON", "VALUE_TEXT_ANTIALIAS_OFF");
+ makeButtons("KEY_FRACTIONALMETRICS",
+ "VALUE_FRACTIONALMETRICS_ON", "VALUE_FRACTIONALMETRICS_OFF");
+ makeButtons("KEY_ALPHA_INTERPOLATION",
+ "VALUE_ALPHA_INTERPOLATION_QUALITY", "VALUE_ALPHA_INTERPOLATION_SPEED");
+ makeButtons("KEY_COLOR_RENDERING", "VALUE_COLOR_RENDER_QUALITY", "VALUE_COLOR_RENDER_SPEED");
+ makeButtons("KEY_INTERPOLATION",
+ "VALUE_INTERPOLATION_NEAREST_NEIGHBOR", "VALUE_INTERPOLATION_BICUBIC");
+ makeButtons("KEY_STROKE_CONTROL", "VALUE_STROKE_NORMALIZE", "VALUE_STROKE_PURE");
+ canvas = new RenderQualityPanel();
+ canvas.setRenderingHints(hints);
+
+ add(canvas, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ add(buttonBox, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Makes a set of buttons for a rendering hint key and values
+ @param key the key name
+ @param value1 the name of the first value for the key
+ @param value2 the name of the second value for the key
+ */
+ void makeButtons(String key, String value1, String value2)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ final RenderingHints.Key k
+ = (RenderingHints.Key) RenderingHints.class.getField(key).get(null);
+ final Object v1 = RenderingHints.class.getField(value1).get(null);
+ final Object v2 = RenderingHints.class.getField(value2).get(null);
+ JLabel label = new JLabel(key);
+
+ buttonBox.add(label, new GBC(0, r).setAnchor(GBC.WEST));
+ ButtonGroup group = new ButtonGroup();
+ JRadioButton b1 = new JRadioButton(value1, true);
+
+ buttonBox.add(b1, new GBC(1, r).setAnchor(GBC.WEST));
+ group.add(b1);
+ b1.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ hints.put(k, v1);
+ canvas.setRenderingHints(hints);
+ }
+ });
+ JRadioButton b2 = new JRadioButton(value2, false);
+
+ buttonBox.add(b2, new GBC(2, r).setAnchor(GBC.WEST));
+ group.add(b2);
+ b2.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ hints.put(k, v2);
+ canvas.setRenderingHints(hints);
+ }
+ });
+ hints.put(k, v1);
+ r++;
+ }
+ catch (Exception e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+
+ private RenderQualityPanel canvas;
+ private JPanel buttonBox;
+ private RenderingHints hints;
+ private int r;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 750;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 500;
+}
+
+/**
+ This panel produces a drawing that hopefully shows some
+ of the difference caused by rendering hints.
+*/
+class RenderQualityPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public RenderQualityPanel()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ image = ImageIO.read(new File("clouds.jpg"));
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+ g2.setRenderingHints(hints);
+
+ g2.scale(1.05, 1.05);
+ g2.rotate(Math.PI / 12);
+ g2.translate(120, -30);
+ g2.drawImage(image, 0, 0, null);
+
+ g2.draw(new Ellipse2D.Double(0, 0, image.getWidth(null), image.getHeight(null)));
+ g2.setFont(new Font("Serif", Font.ITALIC, 40));
+ g2.drawString("Hello", 75, 75);
+ g2.setPaint(Color.YELLOW);
+ g2.translate(0,-80);
+ g2.setComposite(AlphaComposite.getInstance(AlphaComposite.SRC_OVER, 0.5f));
+ g2.fill(new Rectangle2D.Double(100, 100, 200, 100));
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the hints and repaints.
+ @param h the rendering hints
+ */
+ public void setRenderingHints(RenderingHints h)
+ {
+ hints = h;
+ repaint();
+ }
+
+ private RenderingHints hints = new RenderingHints(null);
+ private Image image;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/RenderQualityTest/clouds.jpg b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/RenderQualityTest/clouds.jpg
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..6448497
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/RenderQualityTest/clouds.jpg differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/SerialTransferTest/SerialTransferTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/SerialTransferTest/SerialTransferTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..c248c3e
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/SerialTransferTest/SerialTransferTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,162 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.01 2004-08-25
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.io.*;
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.datatransfer.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.awt.image.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates the transfer of serialized objects between virtual machines.
+*/
+public class SerialTransferTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new SerialTransferFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains a color chooser, and copy and paste buttons.
+*/
+class SerialTransferFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public SerialTransferFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("SerialTransferTest");
+
+ chooser = new JColorChooser();
+ add(chooser, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+
+ JButton copyButton = new JButton("Copy");
+ panel.add(copyButton);
+ copyButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ copy();
+ }
+ });
+
+ JButton pasteButton = new JButton("Paste");
+ panel.add(pasteButton);
+ pasteButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ paste();
+ }
+ });
+
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ pack();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Copies the chooser's color into the system clipboard.
+ */
+ private void copy()
+ {
+ Clipboard clipboard = Toolkit.getDefaultToolkit().getSystemClipboard();
+ Color color = chooser.getColor();
+ SerialSelection selection = new SerialSelection(color);
+ clipboard.setContents(selection, null);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Pastes the color from the system clipboard into the chooser.
+ */
+ private void paste()
+ {
+ Clipboard clipboard = Toolkit.getDefaultToolkit().getSystemClipboard();
+ try
+ {
+ DataFlavor flavor
+ = new DataFlavor("application/x-java-serialized-object;class=java.awt.Color");
+ if (clipboard.isDataFlavorAvailable(flavor))
+ {
+ Color color = (Color) clipboard.getData(flavor);
+ chooser.setColor(color);
+ }
+ }
+ catch (ClassNotFoundException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ catch (UnsupportedFlavorException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ }
+
+ private JColorChooser chooser;
+}
+
+/**
+ This class is a wrapper for the data transfer of serialized objects.
+*/
+class SerialSelection implements Transferable
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs the selection.
+ @param o any serializable object
+ */
+ SerialSelection(Serializable o)
+ {
+ obj = o;
+ }
+
+ public DataFlavor[] getTransferDataFlavors()
+ {
+ DataFlavor[] flavors = new DataFlavor[2];
+ Class type = obj.getClass();
+ String mimeType = "application/x-java-serialized-object;class=" + type.getName();
+ try
+ {
+ flavors[0] = new DataFlavor(mimeType);
+ flavors[1] = DataFlavor.stringFlavor;
+ return flavors;
+ }
+ catch (ClassNotFoundException e)
+ {
+ return new DataFlavor[0];
+ }
+ }
+
+ public boolean isDataFlavorSupported(DataFlavor flavor)
+ {
+ return
+ DataFlavor.stringFlavor.equals(flavor)
+ || "application".equals(flavor.getPrimaryType())
+ && "x-java-serialized-object".equals(flavor.getSubType())
+ && flavor.getRepresentationClass().isAssignableFrom(obj.getClass());
+ }
+
+ public Object getTransferData(DataFlavor flavor)
+ throws UnsupportedFlavorException
+ {
+ if (!isDataFlavorSupported(flavor))
+ throw new UnsupportedFlavorException(flavor);
+
+ if (DataFlavor.stringFlavor.equals(flavor))
+ return obj.toString();
+
+ return obj;
+ }
+
+ private Serializable obj;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/ShapeTest/ShapeTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/ShapeTest/ShapeTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..3d980d1
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/ShapeTest/ShapeTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,339 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.01 2004-08-24
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates the various 2D shapes.
+*/
+public class ShapeTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new ShapeTestFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains a combo box to select a shape
+ and a panel to draw it.
+*/
+class ShapeTestFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public ShapeTestFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("ShapeTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ final ShapePanel panel = new ShapePanel();
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ final JComboBox comboBox = new JComboBox();
+ comboBox.addItem(new LineMaker());
+ comboBox.addItem(new RectangleMaker());
+ comboBox.addItem(new RoundRectangleMaker());
+ comboBox.addItem(new EllipseMaker());
+ comboBox.addItem(new ArcMaker());
+ comboBox.addItem(new PolygonMaker());
+ comboBox.addItem(new QuadCurveMaker());
+ comboBox.addItem(new CubicCurveMaker());
+ comboBox.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ ShapeMaker shapeMaker = (ShapeMaker) comboBox.getSelectedItem();
+ panel.setShapeMaker(shapeMaker);
+ }
+ });
+ add(comboBox, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+ panel.setShapeMaker((ShapeMaker) comboBox.getItemAt(0));
+ }
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+}
+
+/**
+ This panel draws a shape and allows the user to
+ move the points that define it.
+*/
+class ShapePanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public ShapePanel()
+ {
+ addMouseListener(new
+ MouseAdapter()
+ {
+ public void mousePressed(MouseEvent event)
+ {
+ Point p = event.getPoint();
+ for (int i = 0; i < points.length; i++)
+ {
+ double x = points[i].getX() - SIZE / 2;
+ double y = points[i].getY() - SIZE / 2;
+ Rectangle2D r = new Rectangle2D.Double(x, y, SIZE, SIZE);
+ if (r.contains(p))
+ {
+ current = i;
+ return;
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ public void mouseReleased(MouseEvent event)
+ {
+ current = -1;
+ }
+ });
+ addMouseMotionListener(new
+ MouseMotionAdapter()
+ {
+ public void mouseDragged(MouseEvent event)
+ {
+ if (current == -1) return;
+ points[current] = event.getPoint();
+ repaint();
+ }
+ });
+ current = -1;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Set a shape maker and initialize it with a random
+ point set.
+ @param aShapeMaker a shape maker that defines a shape
+ from a point set
+ */
+ public void setShapeMaker(ShapeMaker aShapeMaker)
+ {
+ shapeMaker = aShapeMaker;
+ int n = shapeMaker.getPointCount();
+ points = new Point2D[n];
+ for (int i = 0; i < n; i++)
+ {
+ double x = generator.nextDouble() * getWidth();
+ double y = generator.nextDouble() * getHeight();
+ points[i] = new Point2D.Double(x, y);
+ }
+ repaint();
+ }
+
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ if (points == null) return;
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+ for (int i = 0; i < points.length; i++)
+ { double x = points[i].getX() - SIZE / 2;
+ double y = points[i].getY() - SIZE / 2;
+ g2.fill(new Rectangle2D.Double(x, y, SIZE, SIZE));
+ }
+
+ g2.draw(shapeMaker.makeShape(points));
+ }
+
+ private Point2D[] points;
+ private static Random generator = new Random();
+ private static int SIZE = 10;
+ private int current;
+ private ShapeMaker shapeMaker;
+}
+
+/**
+ A shape maker can make a shape from a point set.
+ Concrete subclasses must return a shape in the makeShape
+ method.
+*/
+abstract class ShapeMaker
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a shape maker.
+ @param aPointCount the number of points needed to define
+ this shape.
+ */
+ public ShapeMaker(int aPointCount)
+ {
+ pointCount = aPointCount;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the number of points needed to define this shape.
+ @return the point count
+ */
+ public int getPointCount()
+ {
+ return pointCount;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Makes a shape out of the given point set.
+ @param p the points that define the shape
+ @return the shape defined by the points
+ */
+ public abstract Shape makeShape(Point2D[] p);
+
+ public String toString()
+ {
+ return getClass().getName();
+ }
+
+ private int pointCount;
+}
+
+/**
+ Makes a line that joins two given points.
+*/
+class LineMaker extends ShapeMaker
+{
+ public LineMaker() { super(2); }
+
+ public Shape makeShape(Point2D[] p)
+ {
+ return new Line2D.Double(p[0], p[1]);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ Makes a rectangle that joins two given corner points.
+*/
+class RectangleMaker extends ShapeMaker
+{
+ public RectangleMaker() { super(2); }
+
+ public Shape makeShape(Point2D[] p)
+ {
+ Rectangle2D s = new Rectangle2D.Double();
+ s.setFrameFromDiagonal(p[0], p[1]);
+ return s;
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ Makes a round rectangle that joins two given corner points.
+*/
+class RoundRectangleMaker extends ShapeMaker
+{
+ public RoundRectangleMaker() { super(2); }
+
+ public Shape makeShape(Point2D[] p)
+ {
+ RoundRectangle2D s = new RoundRectangle2D.Double(0, 0, 0, 0, 20, 20);
+ s.setFrameFromDiagonal(p[0], p[1]);
+ return s;
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ Makes an ellipse contained in a bounding box with two given
+ corner points.
+*/
+class EllipseMaker extends ShapeMaker
+{
+ public EllipseMaker() { super(2); }
+
+ public Shape makeShape(Point2D[] p)
+ {
+ Ellipse2D s = new Ellipse2D.Double();
+ s.setFrameFromDiagonal(p[0], p[1]);
+ return s;
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ Makes an arc contained in a bounding box with two given
+ corner points, and with starting and ending angles given
+ by lines emanating from the center of the bounding box and
+ ending in two given points. To show the correctness of
+ the angle computation, the returned shape contains the arc,
+ the bounding box, and the lines.
+*/
+class ArcMaker extends ShapeMaker
+{
+ public ArcMaker() { super(4); }
+
+ public Shape makeShape(Point2D[] p)
+ {
+ double centerX = (p[0].getX() + p[1].getX()) / 2;
+ double centerY = (p[0].getY() + p[1].getY()) / 2;
+ double width = Math.abs(p[1].getX() - p[0].getX());
+ double height = Math.abs(p[1].getY() - p[0].getY());
+
+ double distortedStartAngle = Math.toDegrees(Math.atan2(-(p[2].getY() - centerY)
+ * width, (p[2].getX() - centerX) * height));
+ double distortedEndAngle = Math.toDegrees(Math.atan2(-(p[3].getY() - centerY)
+ * width, (p[3].getX() - centerX) * height));
+ double distortedAngleDifference = distortedEndAngle - distortedStartAngle;
+ if (distortedStartAngle < 0) distortedStartAngle += 360;
+ if (distortedAngleDifference < 0) distortedAngleDifference += 360;
+
+ Arc2D s = new Arc2D.Double(0, 0, 0, 0,
+ distortedStartAngle, distortedAngleDifference, Arc2D.OPEN);
+ s.setFrameFromDiagonal(p[0], p[1]);
+
+ GeneralPath g = new GeneralPath();
+ g.append(s, false);
+ Rectangle2D r = new Rectangle2D.Double();
+ r.setFrameFromDiagonal(p[0], p[1]);
+ g.append(r, false);
+ Point2D center = new Point2D.Double(centerX, centerY);
+ g.append(new Line2D.Double(center, p[2]), false);
+ g.append(new Line2D.Double(center, p[3]), false);
+ return g;
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ Makes a polygon defined by six corner points.
+*/
+class PolygonMaker extends ShapeMaker
+{
+ public PolygonMaker() { super(6); }
+
+ public Shape makeShape(Point2D[] p)
+ {
+ GeneralPath s = new GeneralPath();
+ s.moveTo((float) p[0].getX(), (float) p[0].getY());
+ for (int i = 1; i < p.length; i++)
+ s.lineTo((float) p[i].getX(), (float) p[i].getY());
+ s.closePath();
+ return s;
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ Makes a quad curve defined by two end points and a control
+ point.
+*/
+class QuadCurveMaker extends ShapeMaker
+{
+ public QuadCurveMaker() { super(3); }
+
+ public Shape makeShape(Point2D[] p)
+ {
+ return new QuadCurve2D.Double(p[0].getX(), p[0].getY(), p[1].getX(), p[1].getY(),
+ p[2].getX(), p[2].getY());
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ Makes a cubic curve defined by two end points and two control
+ points.
+*/
+class CubicCurveMaker extends ShapeMaker
+{
+ public CubicCurveMaker() { super(4); }
+
+ public Shape makeShape(Point2D[] p)
+ {
+ return new CubicCurve2D.Double(p[0].getX(), p[0].getY(), p[1].getX(), p[1].getY(),
+ p[2].getX(), p[2].getY(), p[3].getX(), p[3].getY());
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/StreamPrintServiceTest/StreamPrintServiceTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/StreamPrintServiceTest/StreamPrintServiceTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..0169563
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/StreamPrintServiceTest/StreamPrintServiceTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,210 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.01 2004-08-24
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.awt.font.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.awt.print.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.print.*;
+import javax.print.attribute.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates the use of a stream print service.
+ It prints a 2D graphic to a PostScript file.
+*/
+public class StreamPrintServiceTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new StreamPrintServiceFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame shows a panel with 2D graphics and buttons
+ to print the graphics to a PostScript file and to set up
+ the page format.
+*/
+class StreamPrintServiceFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public StreamPrintServiceFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("StreamPrintServiceTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ canvas = new PrintPanel();
+ add(canvas, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ attributes = new HashPrintRequestAttributeSet();
+
+ JPanel buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+ JButton printButton = new JButton("Print");
+ buttonPanel.add(printButton);
+ printButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ String fileName = getFile();
+ if (fileName != null)
+ printPostScript(fileName);
+ }
+ });
+
+ JButton pageSetupButton = new JButton("Page setup");
+ buttonPanel.add(pageSetupButton);
+ pageSetupButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ PrinterJob job = PrinterJob.getPrinterJob();
+ job.pageDialog(attributes);
+ }
+ });
+
+ add(buttonPanel, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Allows the user to select a PostScript file.
+ @return the file name, or null if the user didn't
+ select a file.
+ */
+ public String getFile()
+ {
+ // set up file chooser
+ JFileChooser chooser = new JFileChooser();
+ chooser.setCurrentDirectory(new File("."));
+
+ // accept all files ending with .ps
+ chooser.setFileFilter(new
+ javax.swing.filechooser.FileFilter()
+ {
+ public boolean accept(File f)
+ {
+ return f.getName().toLowerCase().endsWith(".ps") || f.isDirectory();
+ }
+
+ public String getDescription() { return "PostScript Files"; }
+ });
+
+ // show file chooser dialog
+ int r = chooser.showSaveDialog(this);
+
+ // if file accepted, return path
+ if(r == JFileChooser.APPROVE_OPTION)
+ return chooser.getSelectedFile().getPath();
+ else
+ return null;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Prints the 2D graphic to a PostScript file.
+ @param fileName the name of the PostScript file
+ */
+ public void printPostScript(String fileName)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ DocFlavor flavor = DocFlavor.SERVICE_FORMATTED.PRINTABLE;
+ String mimeType = "application/postscript";
+ StreamPrintServiceFactory[] factories =
+ StreamPrintServiceFactory.lookupStreamPrintServiceFactories(flavor, mimeType);
+
+ FileOutputStream out = new FileOutputStream(fileName);
+ if (factories.length == 0) return;
+ StreamPrintService service = factories[0].getPrintService(out);
+
+ Doc doc = new SimpleDoc(canvas, flavor, null);
+ DocPrintJob job = service.createPrintJob();
+ job.print(doc, attributes);
+ }
+ catch (FileNotFoundException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ catch (PrintException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+
+ }
+
+ private PrintPanel canvas;
+ private PrintRequestAttributeSet attributes;
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+}
+
+/**
+ This panel generates a 2D graphics image for screen display
+ and printing.
+*/
+class PrintPanel extends JPanel implements Printable
+{
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+ drawPage(g2);
+ }
+
+ public int print(Graphics g, PageFormat pf, int page)
+ throws PrinterException
+ {
+ if (page >= 1) return Printable.NO_SUCH_PAGE;
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+ g2.translate(pf.getImageableX(), pf.getImageableY());
+ g2.draw(new Rectangle2D.Double(0, 0, pf.getImageableWidth(), pf.getImageableHeight()));
+
+ drawPage(g2);
+ return Printable.PAGE_EXISTS;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ This method draws the page both on the screen and the
+ printer graphics context.
+ @param g2 the graphics context
+ */
+ public void drawPage(Graphics2D g2)
+ {
+ FontRenderContext context = g2.getFontRenderContext();
+ Font f = new Font("Serif", Font.PLAIN, 72);
+ GeneralPath clipShape = new GeneralPath();
+
+ TextLayout layout = new TextLayout("Hello", f, context);
+ AffineTransform transform = AffineTransform.getTranslateInstance(0, 72);
+ Shape outline = layout.getOutline(transform);
+ clipShape.append(outline, false);
+
+ layout = new TextLayout("World", f, context);
+ transform = AffineTransform.getTranslateInstance(0, 144);
+ outline = layout.getOutline(transform);
+ clipShape.append(outline, false);
+
+ g2.draw(clipShape);
+ g2.clip(clipShape);
+
+ final int NLINES =50;
+ Point2D p = new Point2D.Double(0, 0);
+ for (int i = 0; i < NLINES; i++)
+ {
+ double x = (2 * getWidth() * i) / NLINES;
+ double y = (2 * getHeight() * (NLINES - 1 - i))
+ / NLINES;
+ Point2D q = new Point2D.Double(x, y);
+ g2.draw(new Line2D.Double(p, q));
+ }
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/StrokeTest/StrokeTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/StrokeTest/StrokeTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..4af3815
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/StrokeTest/StrokeTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,249 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.02 2004-08-24
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates different stroke types.
+*/
+public class StrokeTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new StrokeTestFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame lets the user choose the cap, join, and
+ line style, and shows the resulting stroke.
+*/
+class StrokeTestFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public StrokeTestFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("StrokeTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ canvas = new StrokePanel();
+ add(canvas, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+ buttonPanel.setLayout(new GridLayout(3, 3));
+ add(buttonPanel, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+
+ ButtonGroup group1 = new ButtonGroup();
+ makeCapButton("Butt Cap", BasicStroke.CAP_BUTT, group1);
+ makeCapButton("Round Cap", BasicStroke.CAP_ROUND, group1);
+ makeCapButton("Square Cap", BasicStroke.CAP_SQUARE, group1);
+
+ ButtonGroup group2 = new ButtonGroup();
+ makeJoinButton("Miter Join", BasicStroke.JOIN_MITER, group2);
+ makeJoinButton("Bevel Join", BasicStroke.JOIN_BEVEL, group2);
+ makeJoinButton("Round Join", BasicStroke.JOIN_ROUND, group2);
+
+ ButtonGroup group3 = new ButtonGroup();
+ makeDashButton("Solid Line", false, group3);
+ makeDashButton("Dashed Line", true, group3);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Makes a radio button to change the cap style.
+ @param label the button label
+ @param style the cap style
+ @param group the radio button group
+ */
+ private void makeCapButton(String label, final int style, ButtonGroup group)
+ {
+ // select first button in group
+ boolean selected = group.getButtonCount() == 0;
+ JRadioButton button = new JRadioButton(label, selected);
+ buttonPanel.add(button);
+ group.add(button);
+ button.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ canvas.setCap(style);
+ }
+ });
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Makes a radio button to change the join style.
+ @param label the button label
+ @param style the join style
+ @param group the radio button group
+ */
+ private void makeJoinButton(String label, final int style,
+ ButtonGroup group)
+ {
+ // select first button in group
+ boolean selected = group.getButtonCount() == 0;
+ JRadioButton button = new JRadioButton(label, selected);
+ buttonPanel.add(button);
+ group.add(button);
+ button.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ canvas.setJoin(style);
+ }
+ });
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Makes a radio button to set solid or dashed lines
+ @param label the button label
+ @param style false for solid, true for dashed lines
+ @param group the radio button group
+ */
+ private void makeDashButton(String label, final boolean style,
+ ButtonGroup group)
+ {
+ // select first button in group
+ boolean selected = group.getButtonCount() == 0;
+ JRadioButton button = new JRadioButton(label, selected);
+ buttonPanel.add(button);
+ group.add(button);
+ button.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ canvas.setDash(style);
+ }
+ });
+ }
+
+ private StrokePanel canvas;
+ private JPanel buttonPanel;
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 400;
+}
+
+/**
+ This panel draws two joined lines, using different
+ stroke objects, and allows the user to drag the three
+ points defining the lines.
+*/
+class StrokePanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public StrokePanel()
+ {
+ addMouseListener(new
+ MouseAdapter()
+ {
+ public void mousePressed(MouseEvent event)
+ {
+ Point p = event.getPoint();
+ for (int i = 0; i < points.length; i++)
+ {
+ double x = points[i].getX() - SIZE / 2;
+ double y = points[i].getY() - SIZE / 2;
+ Rectangle2D r = new Rectangle2D.Double(x, y, SIZE, SIZE);
+ if (r.contains(p))
+ {
+ current = i;
+ return;
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ public void mouseReleased(MouseEvent event)
+ {
+ current = -1;
+ }
+ });
+
+ addMouseMotionListener(new
+ MouseMotionAdapter()
+ {
+ public void mouseDragged(MouseEvent event)
+ {
+ if (current == -1) return;
+ points[current] = event.getPoint();
+ repaint();
+ }
+ });
+
+ points = new Point2D[3];
+ points[0] = new Point2D.Double(200, 100);
+ points[1] = new Point2D.Double(100, 200);
+ points[2] = new Point2D.Double(200, 200);
+ current = -1;
+ width = 8.0F;
+ }
+
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+ GeneralPath path = new GeneralPath();
+ path.moveTo((float) points[0].getX(), (float) points[0].getY());
+ for (int i = 1; i < points.length; i++)
+ path.lineTo((float) points[i].getX(), (float) points[i].getY());
+ BasicStroke stroke;
+ if (dash)
+ {
+ float miterLimit = 10.0F;
+ float[] dashPattern = { 10F, 10F, 10F, 10F, 10F, 10F,
+ 30F, 10F, 30F, 10F, 30F, 10F, 10F, 10F, 10F, 10F, 10F, 30F };
+ float dashPhase = 0;
+ stroke = new BasicStroke(width, cap, join, miterLimit, dashPattern, dashPhase);
+ }
+ else
+ stroke = new BasicStroke(width, cap, join);
+ g2.setStroke(stroke);
+ g2.draw(path);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the join style.
+ @param j the join style
+ */
+ public void setJoin(int j)
+ {
+ join = j;
+ repaint();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the cap style.
+ @param c the cap style
+ */
+ public void setCap(int c)
+ {
+ cap = c;
+ repaint();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets solid or dashed lines
+ @param d false for solid, true for dashed lines
+ */
+ public void setDash(boolean d)
+ {
+ dash = d;
+ repaint();
+ }
+
+ private Point2D[] points;
+ private static int SIZE = 10;
+ private int current;
+ private float width;
+ private int cap;
+ private int join;
+ private boolean dash;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/SwingDnDTest/SwingDnDTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/SwingDnDTest/SwingDnDTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..dcba9ed
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/SwingDnDTest/SwingDnDTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,47 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.01 2004-08-25
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates how to easily add data transfer
+ capabilities to Swing components. Drag a color from the
+ "Preview" panel of the color chooser into the text field.
+*/
+public class SwingDnDTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new SwingDnDFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains a color chooser and a text field. Dragging
+ a color into the text field changes its background color.
+*/
+class SwingDnDFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public SwingDnDFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("SwingDnDTest");
+
+ JColorChooser chooser = new JColorChooser();
+ chooser.setDragEnabled(true);
+ add(chooser, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ JTextField textField = new JTextField("Drag color here");
+ textField.setDragEnabled(true);
+ textField.setTransferHandler(new TransferHandler("background"));
+ add(textField, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ pack();
+ }
+}
+
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/TextTransferTest/TextTransferTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/TextTransferTest/TextTransferTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..1bb8bb7
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/TextTransferTest/TextTransferTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,108 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.12 2001-08-11
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.datatransfer.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates the transfer of text
+ between a Java application and the system clipboard.
+*/
+public class TextTransferTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new TextTransferFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame has a text area and buttons for copying and
+ pasting text.
+*/
+class TextTransferFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public TextTransferFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("TextTransferTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ textArea = new JTextArea();
+ add(new JScrollPane(textArea), BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+
+ JButton copyButton = new JButton("Copy");
+ panel.add(copyButton);
+ copyButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ copy();
+ }
+ });
+
+ JButton pasteButton = new JButton("Paste");
+ panel.add(pasteButton);
+ pasteButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ paste();
+ }
+ });
+
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Copies the selected text to the system clipboard.
+ */
+ private void copy()
+ {
+ Clipboard clipboard = Toolkit.getDefaultToolkit().getSystemClipboard();
+ String text = textArea.getSelectedText();
+ if (text == null) text = textArea.getText();
+ StringSelection selection = new StringSelection(text);
+ clipboard.setContents(selection, null);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Pastes the text from the system clipboard into the
+ text area.
+ */
+ private void paste()
+ {
+ Clipboard clipboard = Toolkit.getDefaultToolkit().getSystemClipboard();
+ DataFlavor flavor = DataFlavor.stringFlavor;
+ if (clipboard.isDataFlavorAvailable(flavor))
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ String text = (String) clipboard.getData(flavor);
+ textArea.replaceSelection(text);
+ }
+ catch (UnsupportedFlavorException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ private JTextArea textArea;
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/TransformTest/TransformTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/TransformTest/TransformTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..49157bc
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch7/TransformTest/TransformTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,164 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.02 2004-08-24
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program displays the effects of various transformations.
+*/
+public class TransformTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new TransformTestFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains radio buttons to choose a transformations
+ and a panel to display the effect of the chosen
+ transformation.
+*/
+class TransformTestFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public TransformTestFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("TransformTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ canvas = new TransformPanel();
+ add(canvas, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ JPanel buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+ ButtonGroup group = new ButtonGroup();
+
+ JRadioButton rotateButton = new JRadioButton("Rotate", true);
+ buttonPanel.add(rotateButton);
+ group.add(rotateButton);
+ rotateButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ canvas.setRotate();
+ }
+ });
+
+ JRadioButton translateButton = new JRadioButton("Translate", false);
+ buttonPanel.add(translateButton);
+ group.add(translateButton);
+ translateButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ canvas.setTranslate();
+ }
+ });
+
+ JRadioButton scaleButton = new JRadioButton("Scale", false);
+ buttonPanel.add(scaleButton);
+ group.add(scaleButton);
+ scaleButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ canvas.setScale();
+ }
+ });
+
+ JRadioButton shearButton = new JRadioButton("Shear", false);
+ buttonPanel.add(shearButton);
+ group.add(shearButton);
+ shearButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ canvas.setShear();
+ }
+ });
+
+ add(buttonPanel, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+ }
+
+ private TransformPanel canvas;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+}
+
+/**
+ This panel displays a square and its transformed image
+ under a transformation.
+*/
+class TransformPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public TransformPanel()
+ {
+ square = new Rectangle2D.Double(-50, -50, 100, 100);
+ t = new AffineTransform();
+ setRotate();
+ }
+
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+ g2.translate(getWidth() / 2, getHeight() / 2);
+ g2.setPaint(Color.gray);
+ g2.draw(square);
+ g2.transform(t);
+ // we don't use setTransform because we want to compose with the current translation
+ g2.setPaint(Color.black);
+ g2.draw(square);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Set the transformation to a rotation.
+ */
+ public void setRotate()
+ {
+ t.setToRotation(Math.toRadians(30));
+ repaint();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Set the transformation to a translation.
+ */
+ public void setTranslate()
+ {
+ t.setToTranslation(20, 15);
+ repaint();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Set the transformation to a scale transformation.
+ */
+ public void setScale()
+ {
+ t.setToScale(2.0, 1.5);
+ repaint();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Set the transformation to a shear transformation.
+ */
+ public void setShear()
+ {
+ t.setToShear(-0.2, 0);
+ repaint();
+ }
+
+ private Rectangle2D square;
+ private AffineTransform t;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/ChartBean.mf b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/ChartBean.mf
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..d623c63
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/ChartBean.mf
@@ -0,0 +1,4 @@
+Manifest-Version: 1.0
+
+Name: com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean.class
+Java-Bean: True
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..2a5a8cb
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean.java
@@ -0,0 +1,183 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.30 2001-08-21
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+package com.horstmann.corejava;
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.font.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import java.beans.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ A bean to draw a bar chart.
+*/
+public class ChartBean extends JPanel
+{
+ public void paint(Graphics g)
+ {
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+
+ if (values == null || values.length == 0) return;
+ double minValue = 0;
+ double maxValue = 0;
+ for (int i = 0; i < values.length; i++)
+ {
+ if (minValue > getValues(i)) minValue = getValues(i);
+ if (maxValue < getValues(i)) maxValue = getValues(i);
+ }
+ if (maxValue == minValue) return;
+
+ Dimension d = getSize();
+ Rectangle2D bounds = getBounds();
+ double clientWidth = bounds.getWidth();
+ double clientHeight = bounds.getHeight();
+ double barWidth = clientWidth / values.length;
+
+ g2.setPaint(inverse ? color : Color.white);
+ g2.fill(bounds);
+ g2.setPaint(Color.black);
+
+ Font titleFont = new Font("SansSerif", Font.BOLD, 20);
+ FontRenderContext context = g2.getFontRenderContext();
+ Rectangle2D titleBounds = titleFont.getStringBounds(title, context);
+
+ double titleWidth = titleBounds.getWidth();
+ double y = -titleBounds.getY();
+ double x;
+ if (titlePosition == LEFT) x = 0;
+ else if (titlePosition == CENTER) x = (clientWidth - titleWidth) / 2;
+ else x = clientWidth - titleWidth;
+
+ g2.setFont(titleFont);
+ g2.drawString(title, (float) x, (float) y);
+
+ double top = titleBounds.getHeight();
+ double scale = (clientHeight - top) / (maxValue - minValue);
+ y = clientHeight;
+
+ for (int i = 0; i < values.length; i++)
+ {
+ double x1 = i * barWidth + 1;
+ double y1 = top;
+ double value = getValues(i);
+ double height = value * scale;
+ if (value >= 0)
+ y1 += (maxValue - value) * scale;
+ else
+ {
+ y1 += (int)(maxValue * scale);
+ height = -height;
+ }
+
+ g2.setPaint(inverse ? Color.white : color);
+ Rectangle2D bar = new Rectangle2D.Double(x1, y1, barWidth - 2, height);
+ g2.fill(bar);
+ g2.setPaint(Color.black);
+ g2.draw(bar);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the title property.
+ @param t the new chart title.
+ */
+ public void setTitle(String t) { title = t; }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the title property.
+ @return the chart title.
+ */
+ public String getTitle() { return title; }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the indexed values property.
+ @param v the values to display in the chart.
+ */
+ public void setValues(double[] v) { values = v; }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the indexed values property.
+ @return the values to display in the chart.
+ */
+ public double[] getValues() { return values; }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the indexed values property.
+ @param i the index of the value to set
+ @param value the new value for that index
+ */
+ public void setValues(int i, double value)
+ {
+ if (0 <= i && i < values.length) values[i] = value;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the indexed values property.
+ @param i the index of the value to get
+ @return the value for that index
+ */
+ public double getValues(int i)
+ {
+ if (0 <= i && i < values.length) return values[i];
+ return 0;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the inverse property.
+ @param b true if the display is inverted (white bars
+ on colored background)
+ */
+ public void setInverse(boolean b) { inverse = b; }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the inverse property.
+ @return true if the display is inverted
+ */
+ public boolean isInverse() { return inverse; }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the titlePosition property.
+ @param p LEFT, CENTER, or RIGHT
+ */
+ public void setTitlePosition(int p) { titlePosition = p; }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the titlePosition property.
+ @return LEFT, CENTER, or RIGHT
+ */
+ public int getTitlePosition() { return titlePosition; }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the graphColor property.
+ @param c the color to use for the graph
+ */
+ public void setGraphColor(Color c) { color = c; }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the graphColor property.
+ @param c the color to use for the graph
+ */
+ public Color getGraphColor() { return color; }
+
+ public Dimension getPreferredSize()
+ {
+ return new Dimension(XPREFSIZE, YPREFSIZE);
+ }
+
+ private static final int LEFT = 0;
+ private static final int CENTER = 1;
+ private static final int RIGHT = 2;
+
+ private static final int XPREFSIZE = 300;
+ private static final int YPREFSIZE = 300;
+ private double[] values = { 1, 2, 3 };
+ private String title = "Title";
+ private int titlePosition = CENTER;
+ private boolean inverse;
+ private Color color = Color.red;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBeanBeanInfo.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBeanBeanInfo.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..0ff70bd
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBeanBeanInfo.java
@@ -0,0 +1,44 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 1997-10-27
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+package com.horstmann.corejava;
+
+import java.beans.*;
+
+/**
+ The bean info for the chart bean, specifying the property editors.
+*/
+public class ChartBeanBeanInfo extends SimpleBeanInfo
+{
+ public PropertyDescriptor[] getPropertyDescriptors()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ PropertyDescriptor titlePositionDescriptor
+ = new PropertyDescriptor("titlePosition", ChartBean.class);
+ titlePositionDescriptor.setPropertyEditorClass(TitlePositionEditor.class);
+ PropertyDescriptor inverseDescriptor
+ = new PropertyDescriptor("inverse", ChartBean.class);
+ inverseDescriptor.setPropertyEditorClass(InverseEditor.class);
+ PropertyDescriptor valuesDescriptor
+ = new PropertyDescriptor("values", ChartBean.class);
+ valuesDescriptor.setPropertyEditorClass(DoubleArrayEditor.class);
+
+ return new PropertyDescriptor[]
+ {
+ new PropertyDescriptor("title", ChartBean.class),
+ titlePositionDescriptor,
+ valuesDescriptor,
+ new PropertyDescriptor("graphColor", ChartBean.class),
+ inverseDescriptor
+ };
+ }
+ catch (IntrospectionException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ return null;
+ }
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/com/horstmann/corejava/DoubleArrayEditor.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/com/horstmann/corejava/DoubleArrayEditor.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..b2ceb88
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/com/horstmann/corejava/DoubleArrayEditor.java
@@ -0,0 +1,61 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.20 2001-08-21
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+package com.horstmann.corejava;
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.font.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.beans.*;
+
+/**
+ A custom editor for an array of floating point numbers.
+*/
+public class DoubleArrayEditor extends PropertyEditorSupport
+{
+ public Component getCustomEditor() { return new DoubleArrayEditorPanel(this); }
+ public boolean supportsCustomEditor() { return true; }
+ public boolean isPaintable() { return true; }
+ public String getAsText() { return null; }
+
+ public void paintValue(Graphics g, Rectangle box)
+ {
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+ double[] values = (double[]) getValue();
+ StringBuilder s = new StringBuilder();
+ for (int i = 0; i < 3; i++)
+ {
+ if (values.length > i) s.append(values[i]);
+ if (values.length > i + 1) s.append(", ");
+ }
+ if (values.length > 3) s.append("...");
+
+ g2.setPaint(Color.white);
+ g2.fill(box);
+ g2.setPaint(Color.black);
+ FontRenderContext context = g2.getFontRenderContext();
+ Rectangle2D stringBounds = g2.getFont().getStringBounds(s.toString(), context);
+ double w = stringBounds.getWidth();
+ double x = box.x;
+ if (w < box.width) x += (box.width - w) / 2;
+ double ascent = -stringBounds.getY();
+ double y = box.y + (box.height - stringBounds.getHeight()) / 2 + ascent;
+ g2.drawString(s.toString(), (float) x, (float) y);
+ }
+
+ public String getJavaInitializationString()
+ {
+ double[] values = (double[]) getValue();
+ StringBuilder s = new StringBuilder();
+ s.append("new double[] {");
+ for (int i = 0; i < values.length; i++)
+ {
+ if (i > 0) s.append(", ");
+ s.append(values[i]);
+ }
+ s.append("}");
+ return s.toString();
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/com/horstmann/corejava/DoubleArrayEditorPanel.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/com/horstmann/corejava/DoubleArrayEditorPanel.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..29d91b4
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/com/horstmann/corejava/DoubleArrayEditorPanel.java
@@ -0,0 +1,232 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.20 1999-09-28
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+package com.horstmann.corejava;
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.text.*;
+import java.lang.reflect.*;
+import java.beans.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+
+/**
+ The panel inside the DoubleArrayEditor. It contains
+ a list of the array values, together with buttons to
+ resize the array and change the currently selected list value.
+*/
+public class DoubleArrayEditorPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public DoubleArrayEditorPanel(PropertyEditorSupport ed)
+ {
+ editor = ed;
+ setArray((double[])ed.getValue());
+
+ setLayout(new GridBagLayout());
+
+ add(sizeField, new GBC(0, 0, 1, 1).setWeight(100, 0).setFill(GBC.HORIZONTAL));
+ add(valueField, new GBC(0, 1, 1, 1).setWeight(100, 0).setFill(GBC.HORIZONTAL));
+ add(sizeButton, new GBC(1, 0, 1, 1).setWeight(100, 0));
+ add(valueButton, new GBC(1, 1, 1, 1).setWeight(100, 0));
+ add(new JScrollPane(elementList), new GBC(0, 2, 2, 1).setWeight(100, 100).setFill(GBC.BOTH));
+
+ sizeButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event) { changeSize(); }
+ });
+
+ valueButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event) { changeValue(); }
+ });
+
+
+ elementList.setSelectionMode(
+ ListSelectionModel.SINGLE_SELECTION);
+
+ elementList.addListSelectionListener(new
+ ListSelectionListener()
+ {
+ public void valueChanged(ListSelectionEvent event)
+ {
+ int i = elementList.getSelectedIndex();
+ if (i < 0) return;
+ valueField.setText("" + array[i]);
+ }
+ });
+
+ elementList.setModel(model);
+ elementList.setSelectedIndex(0);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ This method is called when the user wants to change
+ the size of the array.
+ */
+ public void changeSize()
+ {
+ fmt.setParseIntegerOnly(true);
+ int s = 0;
+ try
+ {
+ s = fmt.parse(sizeField.getText()).intValue();
+ if (s < 0) throw new ParseException("Out of bounds", 0);
+ }
+ catch (ParseException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, "" + e, "Input Error", JOptionPane.WARNING_MESSAGE);
+ sizeField.requestFocus();
+ return;
+ }
+ if (s == array.length) return;
+ setArray((double[]) arrayGrow(array, s));
+ editor.setValue(array);
+ editor.firePropertyChange();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ This method is called when the user wants to change
+ the currently selected array value.
+ */
+ public void changeValue()
+ {
+ double v = 0;
+ fmt.setParseIntegerOnly(false);
+ try
+ {
+ v = fmt.parse(valueField.getText()).doubleValue();
+ }
+ catch (ParseException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, "" + e, "Input Error", JOptionPane.WARNING_MESSAGE);
+ valueField.requestFocus();
+ return;
+ }
+ int currentIndex = elementList.getSelectedIndex();
+ setArray(currentIndex, v);
+ editor.firePropertyChange();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the indexed array property.
+ @param v the array to edit
+ */
+ public void setArray(double[] v)
+ {
+ if (v == null) array = new double[0];
+ else array = v;
+ model.setArray(array);
+ sizeField.setText("" + array.length);
+ if (array.length > 0)
+ {
+ valueField.setText("" + array[0]);
+ elementList.setSelectedIndex(0);
+ }
+ else
+ valueField.setText("");
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the indexed array property.
+ @return the array being edited
+ */
+ public double[] getArray()
+ {
+ return (double[]) array.clone();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the indexed array property.
+ @param i the index whose value to set
+ @param value the new value for the given index
+ */
+ public void setArray(int i, double value)
+ {
+ if (0 <= i && i < array.length)
+ {
+ model.setValue(i, value);
+ elementList.setSelectedIndex(i);
+ valueField.setText("" + value);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the indexed array property.
+ @param i the index whose value to get
+ @return the value at the given index
+ */
+ public double getArray(int i)
+ {
+ if (0 <= i && i < array.length) return array[i];
+ return 0;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Resizes an array
+ @param a the array to grow
+ @param newLength the new length
+ @return an array with the given length and the same
+ elements as a in the common positions
+ */
+ private static Object arrayGrow(Object a, int newLength)
+ {
+ Class cl = a.getClass();
+ if (!cl.isArray()) return null;
+ Class componentType = a.getClass().getComponentType();
+ int length = Array.getLength(a);
+
+ Object newArray = Array.newInstance(componentType, newLength);
+ System.arraycopy(a, 0, newArray, 0, Math.min(length, newLength));
+ return newArray;
+ }
+
+ private PropertyEditorSupport editor;
+ private double[] array;
+ private NumberFormat fmt = NumberFormat.getNumberInstance();
+ private JTextField sizeField = new JTextField(4);
+ private JTextField valueField = new JTextField(12);
+ private JButton sizeButton = new JButton("Resize");
+ private JButton valueButton = new JButton("Change");
+ private JList elementList = new JList();
+ private DoubleArrayListModel model = new DoubleArrayListModel();
+}
+
+/**
+ The list model for the element list in the editor.
+*/
+class DoubleArrayListModel extends AbstractListModel
+{
+ public int getSize() { return array.length; }
+ public Object getElementAt(int i) { return "[" + i + "] " + array[i]; }
+
+ /**
+ Sets a new array to be displayed in the list.
+ @param a the new array
+ */
+ public void setArray(double[] a)
+ {
+ int oldLength = array == null ? 0 : array.length;
+ array = a;
+ int newLength = array == null ? 0 : array.length;
+ if (oldLength > 0) fireIntervalRemoved(this, 0, oldLength);
+ if (newLength > 0) fireIntervalAdded(this, 0, newLength);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Changes a value in the array to be displayed in the list.
+ @param i the index whose value to change
+ @param value the new value for the given index
+ */
+ public void setValue(int i, double value)
+ {
+ array[i] = value;
+ fireContentsChanged(this, i, i);
+ }
+
+ private double[] array;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/com/horstmann/corejava/GBC.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/com/horstmann/corejava/GBC.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..39730e3
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/com/horstmann/corejava/GBC.java
@@ -0,0 +1,131 @@
+/*
+GBC - A convenience class to tame the GridBagLayout
+
+Copyright (C) 2002 Cay S. Horstmann (http://horstmann.com)
+
+This program is free software; you can redistribute it and/or modify
+it under the terms of the GNU General Public License as published by
+the Free Software Foundation; either version 2 of the License, or
+(at your option) any later version.
+
+This program is distributed in the hope that it will be useful,
+but WITHOUT ANY WARRANTY; without even the implied warranty of
+MERCHANTABILITY or FITNESS FOR A PARTICULAR PURPOSE. See the
+GNU General Public License for more details.
+
+You should have received a copy of the GNU General Public License
+along with this program; if not, write to the Free Software
+Foundation, Inc., 59 Temple Place, Suite 330, Boston, MA 02111-1307 USA
+*/
+
+package com.horstmann.corejava;
+
+import java.awt.*;
+
+/**
+ This class simplifies the use of the GridBagConstraints
+ class.
+*/
+public class GBC extends GridBagConstraints
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a GBC with a given gridx and gridy position and
+ all other grid bag constraint values set to the default.
+ @param gridx the gridx position
+ @param gridy the gridy position
+ */
+ public GBC(int gridx, int gridy)
+ {
+ this.gridx = gridx;
+ this.gridy = gridy;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Constructs a GBC with given gridx, gridy, gridwidth, gridheight
+ and all other grid bag constraint values set to the default.
+ @param gridx the gridx position
+ @param gridy the gridy position
+ @param gridwidth the cell span in x-direction
+ @param gridheight the cell span in y-direction
+ */
+ public GBC(int gridx, int gridy, int gridwidth, int gridheight)
+ {
+ this.gridx = gridx;
+ this.gridy = gridy;
+ this.gridwidth = gridwidth;
+ this.gridheight = gridheight;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the anchor.
+ @param anchor the anchor value
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setAnchor(int anchor)
+ {
+ this.anchor = anchor;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the fill direction.
+ @param fill the fill direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setFill(int fill)
+ {
+ this.fill = fill;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the cell weights.
+ @param weightx the cell weight in x-direction
+ @param weighty the cell weight in y-direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setWeight(double weightx, double weighty)
+ {
+ this.weightx = weightx;
+ this.weighty = weighty;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the insets of this cell.
+ @param distance the spacing to use in all directions
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setInsets(int distance)
+ {
+ this.insets = new Insets(distance, distance, distance, distance);
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the insets of this cell.
+ @param top the spacing to use on top
+ @param left the spacing to use to the left
+ @param bottom the spacing to use on the bottom
+ @param right the spacing to use to the right
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setInsets(int top, int left, int bottom, int right)
+ {
+ this.insets = new Insets(top, left, bottom, right);
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the internal padding
+ @param ipadx the internal padding in x-direction
+ @param ipady the internal padding in y-direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setIpad(int ipadx, int ipady)
+ {
+ this.ipadx = ipadx;
+ this.ipady = ipady;
+ return this;
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/com/horstmann/corejava/InverseEditor.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/com/horstmann/corejava/InverseEditor.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..6194249
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/com/horstmann/corejava/InverseEditor.java
@@ -0,0 +1,45 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.21 2004-08-30
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+package com.horstmann.corejava;
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.font.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.beans.*;
+
+/**
+ The property editor for the inverse property of the ChartBean.
+ The inverse property toggles between colored graph bars
+ and colored background.
+*/
+public class InverseEditor extends PropertyEditorSupport
+{
+ public Component getCustomEditor() { return new InverseEditorPanel(this); }
+ public boolean supportsCustomEditor() { return true; }
+ public boolean isPaintable() { return true; }
+ public String getAsText() { return null; }
+ public String getJavaInitializationString() { return "" + getValue(); }
+
+ public void paintValue(Graphics g, Rectangle box)
+ {
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+ boolean isInverse = (Boolean) getValue();
+ String s = isInverse ? "Inverse" : "Normal";
+ g2.setPaint(isInverse ? Color.black : Color.white);
+ g2.fill(box);
+ g2.setPaint(isInverse ? Color.white : Color.black);
+ FontRenderContext context = g2.getFontRenderContext();
+ Rectangle2D stringBounds = g2.getFont().getStringBounds(s, context);
+ double w = stringBounds.getWidth();
+ double x = box.x;
+ if (w < box.width) x += (box.width - w) / 2;
+ double ascent = -stringBounds.getY();
+ double y = box.y + (box.height - stringBounds.getHeight()) / 2 + ascent;
+ g2.drawString(s, (float) x, (float) y);
+ }
+}
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/com/horstmann/corejava/InverseEditorPanel.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/com/horstmann/corejava/InverseEditorPanel.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..4d92937
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/com/horstmann/corejava/InverseEditorPanel.java
@@ -0,0 +1,52 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.22 2004-08-30
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+package com.horstmann.corejava;
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.text.*;
+import java.lang.reflect.*;
+import java.beans.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ The panel for setting the inverse property. It contains
+ radio buttons to toggle between normal and inverse coloring.
+*/
+public class InverseEditorPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public InverseEditorPanel(PropertyEditorSupport ed)
+ {
+ editor = ed;
+ ButtonGroup g = new ButtonGroup();
+ boolean isInverse = (Boolean) editor.getValue();
+ normal = new JRadioButton("Normal", !isInverse);
+ inverse = new JRadioButton("Inverse", isInverse);
+
+ g.add(normal);
+ g.add(inverse);
+ add(normal);
+ add(inverse);
+
+ ActionListener buttonListener =
+ new ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ editor.setValue(
+ new Boolean(inverse.isSelected()));
+ editor.firePropertyChange();
+ }
+ };
+
+ normal.addActionListener(buttonListener);
+ inverse.addActionListener(buttonListener);
+ }
+
+ private JRadioButton normal;
+ private JRadioButton inverse;
+ private PropertyEditorSupport editor;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/com/horstmann/corejava/TitlePositionEditor.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/com/horstmann/corejava/TitlePositionEditor.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9b86aa0
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ChartBean/com/horstmann/corejava/TitlePositionEditor.java
@@ -0,0 +1,40 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.11 2004-08-30
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+package com.horstmann.corejava;
+
+import java.beans.*;
+
+/**
+ A custom editor for the titlePosition property of the
+ ChartBean. The editor lets the user choose between
+ Left, Center, and Right
+*/
+public class TitlePositionEditor
+ extends PropertyEditorSupport
+{
+ public String[] getTags() { return options; }
+ private String[] options = { "Left", "Center", "Right" };
+ public String getJavaInitializationString() { return "" + getValue(); }
+
+ public String getAsText()
+ {
+ int value = (Integer) getValue();
+ return options[value];
+ }
+
+ public void setAsText(String s)
+ {
+ for (int i = 0; i < options.length; i++)
+ {
+ if (options[i].equals(s))
+ {
+ setValue(i);
+ return;
+ }
+ }
+ }
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/CustomizerTest/ChartBean2.mf b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/CustomizerTest/ChartBean2.mf
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..c905482
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/CustomizerTest/ChartBean2.mf
@@ -0,0 +1,4 @@
+Manifest-Version: 1.0
+
+Name: com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean2.class
+Java-Bean: True
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/CustomizerTest/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean2.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/CustomizerTest/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean2.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..2ff22a9
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/CustomizerTest/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean2.java
@@ -0,0 +1,183 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.30 2001-08-21
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+package com.horstmann.corejava;
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.font.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import java.beans.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ A bean to draw a bar chart.
+*/
+public class ChartBean2 extends JPanel
+{
+ public void paint(Graphics g)
+ {
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+
+ if (values == null || values.length == 0) return;
+ double minValue = 0;
+ double maxValue = 0;
+ for (int i = 0; i < values.length; i++)
+ {
+ if (minValue > getValues(i)) minValue = getValues(i);
+ if (maxValue < getValues(i)) maxValue = getValues(i);
+ }
+ if (maxValue == minValue) return;
+
+ Dimension d = getSize();
+ Rectangle2D bounds = getBounds();
+ double clientWidth = bounds.getWidth();
+ double clientHeight = bounds.getHeight();
+ double barWidth = clientWidth / values.length;
+
+ g2.setPaint(inverse ? color : Color.white);
+ g2.fill(bounds);
+ g2.setPaint(Color.black);
+
+ Font titleFont = new Font("SansSerif", Font.BOLD, 20);
+ FontRenderContext context = g2.getFontRenderContext();
+ Rectangle2D titleBounds = titleFont.getStringBounds(title, context);
+
+ double titleWidth = titleBounds.getWidth();
+ double y = -titleBounds.getY();
+ double x;
+ if (titlePosition == LEFT) x = 0;
+ else if (titlePosition == CENTER) x = (clientWidth - titleWidth) / 2;
+ else x = clientWidth - titleWidth;
+
+ g2.setFont(titleFont);
+ g2.drawString(title, (float) x, (float) y);
+
+ double top = titleBounds.getHeight();
+ double scale = (clientHeight - top) / (maxValue - minValue);
+ y = clientHeight;
+
+ for (int i = 0; i < values.length; i++)
+ {
+ double x1 = i * barWidth + 1;
+ double y1 = top;
+ double value = getValues(i);
+ double height = value * scale;
+ if (value >= 0)
+ y1 += (maxValue - value) * scale;
+ else
+ {
+ y1 += (int)(maxValue * scale);
+ height = -height;
+ }
+
+ g2.setPaint(inverse ? Color.white : color);
+ Rectangle2D bar = new Rectangle2D.Double(x1, y1, barWidth - 2, height);
+ g2.fill(bar);
+ g2.setPaint(Color.black);
+ g2.draw(bar);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the title property.
+ @param t the new chart title.
+ */
+ public void setTitle(String t) { title = t; }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the title property.
+ @return the chart title.
+ */
+ public String getTitle() { return title; }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the indexed values property.
+ @param v the values to display in the chart.
+ */
+ public void setValues(double[] v) { values = v; }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the indexed values property.
+ @return the values to display in the chart.
+ */
+ public double[] getValues() { return values; }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the indexed values property.
+ @param i the index of the value to set
+ @param value the new value for that index
+ */
+ public void setValues(int i, double value)
+ {
+ if (0 <= i && i < values.length) values[i] = value;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the indexed values property.
+ @param i the index of the value to get
+ @return the value for that index
+ */
+ public double getValues(int i)
+ {
+ if (0 <= i && i < values.length) return values[i];
+ return 0;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the inverse property.
+ @param b true if the display is inverted (white bars
+ on colored background)
+ */
+ public void setInverse(boolean b) { inverse = b; }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the inverse property.
+ @return true if the display is inverted
+ */
+ public boolean isInverse() { return inverse; }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the titlePosition property.
+ @param p LEFT, CENTER, or RIGHT
+ */
+ public void setTitlePosition(int p) { titlePosition = p; }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the titlePosition property.
+ @return LEFT, CENTER, or RIGHT
+ */
+ public int getTitlePosition() { return titlePosition; }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the graphColor property.
+ @param c the color to use for the graph
+ */
+ public void setGraphColor(Color c) { color = c; }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the graphColor property.
+ @param c the color to use for the graph
+ */
+ public Color getGraphColor() { return color; }
+
+ public Dimension getPreferredSize()
+ {
+ return new Dimension(XPREFSIZE, YPREFSIZE);
+ }
+
+ private static final int LEFT = 0;
+ private static final int CENTER = 1;
+ private static final int RIGHT = 2;
+
+ private static final int XPREFSIZE = 300;
+ private static final int YPREFSIZE = 300;
+ private double[] values = { 1, 2, 3 };
+ private String title = "Title";
+ private int titlePosition = CENTER;
+ private boolean inverse;
+ private Color color = Color.red;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/CustomizerTest/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean2BeanInfo.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/CustomizerTest/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean2BeanInfo.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..7dcdfa7
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/CustomizerTest/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean2BeanInfo.java
@@ -0,0 +1,32 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.20 2004-08-30
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+package com.horstmann.corejava;
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.beans.*;
+
+/**
+ The bean info for the chart bean, specifying the
+ icons and the customizer.
+*/
+public class ChartBean2BeanInfo extends SimpleBeanInfo
+{
+ public BeanDescriptor getBeanDescriptor()
+ {
+ return new BeanDescriptor(ChartBean2.class, ChartBean2Customizer.class);
+ }
+
+ public Image getIcon(int iconType)
+ {
+ String name = "";
+ if (iconType == BeanInfo.ICON_COLOR_16x16) name = "COLOR_16x16";
+ else if (iconType == BeanInfo.ICON_COLOR_32x32) name = "COLOR_32x32";
+ else if (iconType == BeanInfo.ICON_MONO_16x16) name = "MONO_16x16";
+ else if (iconType == BeanInfo.ICON_MONO_32x32) name = "MONO_32x32";
+ else return null;
+ return loadImage("ChartBean2_" + name + ".gif");
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/CustomizerTest/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean2Customizer.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/CustomizerTest/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean2Customizer.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..965070c
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/CustomizerTest/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean2Customizer.java
@@ -0,0 +1,234 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.11 2004-08-30
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+package com.horstmann.corejava;
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.beans.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.text.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+import javax.swing.event.*;
+
+/**
+ A customizer for the chart bean that allows the user to
+ edit all chart properties in a single tabbed dialog.
+*/
+public class ChartBean2Customizer extends JTabbedPane
+ implements Customizer
+{
+ public ChartBean2Customizer()
+ {
+ data = new JTextArea();
+ JPanel dataPane = new JPanel();
+ dataPane.setLayout(new BorderLayout());
+ dataPane.add(new JScrollPane(data), BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ JButton dataButton = new JButton("Set data");
+ dataButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event) { setData(data.getText()); }
+ });
+ JPanel p = new JPanel();
+ p.add(dataButton);
+ dataPane.add(p, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+
+ JPanel colorPane = new JPanel();
+ colorPane.setLayout(new BorderLayout());
+
+ normal = new JCheckBox("Normal", true);
+ inverse = new JCheckBox("Inverse", false);
+ p = new JPanel();
+ p.add(normal);
+ p.add(inverse);
+ ButtonGroup g = new ButtonGroup();
+ g.add(normal);
+ g.add(inverse);
+ normal.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event) { setInverse(false); }
+ });
+
+ inverse.addActionListener(
+ new ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event) { setInverse(true); }
+ });
+
+ colorEditor = PropertyEditorManager.findEditor(Color.class);
+ colorEditor.addPropertyChangeListener(
+ new PropertyChangeListener()
+ {
+ public void propertyChange(PropertyChangeEvent event)
+ {
+ setGraphColor((Color) colorEditor.getValue());
+ }
+ });
+
+ colorPane.add(p, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+ colorPane.add(colorEditor.getCustomEditor(), BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ JPanel titlePane = new JPanel();
+ titlePane.setLayout(new BorderLayout());
+
+ g = new ButtonGroup();
+ position = new JCheckBox[3];
+ position[0] = new JCheckBox("Left", false);
+ position[1] = new JCheckBox("Center", true);
+ position[2] = new JCheckBox("Right", false);
+
+ p = new JPanel();
+ for (int i = 0; i < position.length; i++)
+ {
+ final int value = i;
+ p.add(position[i]);
+ g.add(position[i]);
+ position[i].addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event) { setTitlePosition(value); }
+ });
+ }
+
+ titleField = new JTextField();
+ titleField.getDocument().addDocumentListener(
+ new DocumentListener()
+ {
+ public void changedUpdate(DocumentEvent evt) { setTitle(titleField.getText()); }
+ public void insertUpdate(DocumentEvent evt) { setTitle(titleField.getText()); }
+ public void removeUpdate(DocumentEvent evt) { setTitle(titleField.getText()); }
+ });
+
+ titlePane.add(titleField, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+ titlePane.add(p, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ addTab("Color", colorPane);
+ addTab("Title", titlePane);
+ addTab("Data", dataPane);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the data to be shown in the chart.
+ @param s a string containing the numbers to be displayed,
+ separated by white space
+ */
+ public void setData(String s)
+ {
+ StringTokenizer tokenizer = new StringTokenizer(s);
+
+ int i = 0;
+ double[] values = new double[tokenizer.countTokens()];
+ while (tokenizer.hasMoreTokens())
+ {
+ String token = tokenizer.nextToken();
+ try
+ {
+ values[i] = Double.parseDouble(token);
+ i++;
+ }
+ catch (NumberFormatException e)
+ {
+ }
+ }
+ setValues(values);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the title of the chart.
+ @param newValue the new title
+ */
+ public void setTitle(String newValue)
+ {
+ if (bean == null) return;
+ String oldValue = bean.getTitle();
+ bean.setTitle(newValue);
+ firePropertyChange("title", oldValue, newValue);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the title position of the chart.
+ @param i the new title position (ChartBean2.LEFT,
+ ChartBean2.CENTER, or ChartBean2.RIGHT)
+ */
+ public void setTitlePosition(int i)
+ {
+ if (bean == null) return;
+ Integer oldValue = new Integer(bean.getTitlePosition());
+ Integer newValue = new Integer(i);
+ bean.setTitlePosition(i);
+ firePropertyChange("titlePosition", oldValue, newValue);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the inverse setting of the chart.
+ @param b true if graph and background color are inverted
+ */
+ public void setInverse(boolean b)
+ {
+ if (bean == null) return;
+ Boolean oldValue = new Boolean(bean.isInverse());
+ Boolean newValue = new Boolean(b);
+ bean.setInverse(b);
+ firePropertyChange("inverse", oldValue, newValue);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the values to be shown in the chart.
+ @param newValue the new value array
+ */
+ public void setValues(double[] newValue)
+ {
+ if (bean == null) return;
+ double[] oldValue = bean.getValues();
+ bean.setValues(newValue);
+ firePropertyChange("values", oldValue, newValue);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the color of the chart
+ @param newValue the new color
+ */
+ public void setGraphColor(Color newValue)
+ {
+ if (bean == null) return;
+ Color oldValue = bean.getGraphColor();
+ bean.setGraphColor(newValue);
+ firePropertyChange("graphColor", oldValue, newValue);
+ }
+
+ public void setObject(Object obj)
+ {
+ bean = (ChartBean2) obj;
+
+ data.setText("");
+ for (double value : bean.getValues())
+ data.append(value + "\n");
+
+ normal.setSelected(!bean.isInverse());
+ inverse.setSelected(bean.isInverse());
+
+ titleField.setText(bean.getTitle());
+
+ for (int i = 0; i < position.length; i++)
+ position[i].setSelected(i == bean.getTitlePosition());
+
+ colorEditor.setValue(bean.getGraphColor());
+ }
+
+ public Dimension getPreferredSize() { return new Dimension(XPREFSIZE, YPREFSIZE); }
+
+ private static final int XPREFSIZE = 200;
+ private static final int YPREFSIZE = 120;
+ private ChartBean2 bean;
+ private PropertyEditor colorEditor;
+
+ private JTextArea data;
+ private JCheckBox normal;
+ private JCheckBox inverse;
+ private JCheckBox[] position;
+ private JTextField titleField;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/CustomizerTest/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean2_COLOR_16x16.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/CustomizerTest/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean2_COLOR_16x16.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..7c704b0
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/CustomizerTest/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean2_COLOR_16x16.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/CustomizerTest/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean2_COLOR_32x32.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/CustomizerTest/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean2_COLOR_32x32.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..cde4fef
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/CustomizerTest/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean2_COLOR_32x32.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/CustomizerTest/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean2_MONO_16x16.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/CustomizerTest/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean2_MONO_16x16.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..640c9e4
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/CustomizerTest/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean2_MONO_16x16.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/CustomizerTest/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean2_MONO_32x32.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/CustomizerTest/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean2_MONO_32x32.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..d089c5c
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/CustomizerTest/com/horstmann/corejava/ChartBean2_MONO_32x32.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/DamageReporter/DamageReport.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/DamageReporter/DamageReport.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..a2a4df5
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/DamageReporter/DamageReport.java
@@ -0,0 +1,134 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.21 2004-08-30
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.beans.*;
+import java.util.*;
+
+/**
+ This class describes a vehicle damage report that will be
+ saved and loaded with the long-term persistence mechanism.
+*/
+public class DamageReport
+{
+ public enum CarType { SEDAN, WAGON, SUV }
+
+ // this property is saved automatically
+ public void setRentalRecord(String newValue)
+ {
+ rentalRecord = newValue;
+ }
+
+ public String getRentalRecord()
+ {
+ return rentalRecord;
+ }
+
+ // this property is saved automatically
+ public void setCarType(CarType newValue)
+ {
+ carType = newValue;
+ }
+
+ public CarType getCarType()
+ {
+ return carType;
+ }
+
+ // this property is set to be transient
+ public void setRemoveMode(boolean newValue)
+ {
+ removeMode = newValue;
+ }
+
+ public boolean getRemoveMode()
+ {
+ return removeMode;
+ }
+
+ public void click(Point2D p)
+ {
+ if (removeMode)
+ {
+ for (Point2D center : points)
+ {
+ Ellipse2D circle = new Ellipse2D.Double(
+ center.getX() - MARK_SIZE, center.getY() - MARK_SIZE,
+ 2 * MARK_SIZE, 2 * MARK_SIZE);
+ if (circle.contains(p))
+ {
+ points.remove(center);
+ return;
+ }
+ }
+ }
+ else points.add(p);
+ }
+
+ public void drawDamage(Graphics2D g2)
+ {
+ g2.setPaint(Color.RED);
+ for (Point2D center : points)
+ {
+ Ellipse2D circle = new Ellipse2D.Double(
+ center.getX() - MARK_SIZE, center.getY() - MARK_SIZE,
+ 2 * MARK_SIZE, 2 * MARK_SIZE);
+ g2.draw(circle);
+ }
+ }
+
+ public void configureEncoder(XMLEncoder encoder)
+ {
+ // this step is necessary to save Point2D.Double objects
+ encoder.setPersistenceDelegate(
+ Point2D.Double.class,
+ new DefaultPersistenceDelegate(new String[]{ "x", "y" }) );
+
+ // this step is necessary to save the enumerated Type CarType
+ encoder.setPersistenceDelegate(CarType.class, new EnumDelegate());
+
+ // this step is necessary because the array list of points is not
+ // (and should not be) exposed as a property
+ encoder.setPersistenceDelegate(
+ DamageReport.class, new
+ DefaultPersistenceDelegate()
+ {
+ protected void initialize(Class type, Object oldInstance, Object newInstance,
+ Encoder out)
+ {
+ super.initialize(type, oldInstance, newInstance, out);
+ DamageReport r = (DamageReport) oldInstance;
+
+ for (Point2D p : r. points)
+ out.writeStatement(new Statement(oldInstance,"click", new Object[]{ p }) );
+ }
+ });
+
+ }
+
+ // this step is necessary to make the removeMode property transient
+ static
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ BeanInfo info = Introspector.getBeanInfo(DamageReport.class);
+ for (PropertyDescriptor desc : info.getPropertyDescriptors())
+ if (desc.getName().equals("removeMode"))
+ desc.setValue("transient", Boolean.TRUE);
+ }
+ catch (IntrospectionException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+
+ private String rentalRecord;
+ private CarType carType;
+ private boolean removeMode;
+ private ArrayList points = new ArrayList();
+
+ private static final int MARK_SIZE = 5;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/DamageReporter/DamageReporter.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/DamageReporter/DamageReporter.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..257fed7
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/DamageReporter/DamageReporter.java
@@ -0,0 +1,275 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 2004-08-30
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.beans.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates the use of an XML encoder and decoder.
+ All GUI and drawing code is collected in this class. The only
+ interesting pieces are the action listeners for openItem and
+ saveItem. Look inside the DamageReport class for encoder customizations.
+*/
+public class DamageReporter extends JFrame
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new DamageReporter();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+
+ public DamageReporter()
+ {
+ setTitle("DamageReporter");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ chooser = new JFileChooser();
+ chooser.setCurrentDirectory(new File("."));
+
+ report = new DamageReport();
+ report.setCarType(DamageReport.CarType.SEDAN);
+
+ // set up the menu bar
+ JMenuBar menuBar = new JMenuBar();
+ setJMenuBar(menuBar);
+
+ JMenu menu = new JMenu("File");
+ menuBar.add(menu);
+
+ JMenuItem openItem = new JMenuItem("Open");
+ menu.add(openItem);
+ openItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent evt)
+ {
+ // show file chooser dialog
+ int r = chooser.showOpenDialog(null);
+
+ // if file selected, open
+ if(r == JFileChooser.APPROVE_OPTION)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ File file = chooser.getSelectedFile();
+ XMLDecoder decoder = new XMLDecoder(new FileInputStream(file));
+ report = (DamageReport) decoder.readObject();
+ decoder.close();
+ repaint();
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(null, e);
+ }
+ }
+ }
+ });
+
+ JMenuItem saveItem = new JMenuItem("Save");
+ menu.add(saveItem);
+ saveItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent evt)
+ {
+ report.setRentalRecord(rentalRecord.getText());
+ chooser.setSelectedFile(new File(rentalRecord.getText() + ".xml"));
+
+ // show file chooser dialog
+ int r = chooser.showSaveDialog(null);
+
+ // if file selected, save
+ if(r == JFileChooser.APPROVE_OPTION)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ File file = chooser.getSelectedFile();
+ XMLEncoder encoder = new XMLEncoder(new FileOutputStream(file));
+ report.configureEncoder(encoder);
+ encoder.writeObject(report);
+ encoder.close();
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(null, e);
+ }
+ }
+ }
+ });
+
+ JMenuItem exitItem = new JMenuItem("Exit");
+ menu.add(exitItem);
+ exitItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ System.exit(0);
+ }
+ });
+
+ // combo box for car type
+ rentalRecord = new JTextField();
+ carType = new JComboBox();
+ carType.addItem(DamageReport.CarType.SEDAN);
+ carType.addItem(DamageReport.CarType.WAGON);
+ carType.addItem(DamageReport.CarType.SUV);
+
+ carType.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ DamageReport.CarType item = (DamageReport.CarType) carType.getSelectedItem();
+ report.setCarType(item);
+ repaint();
+ }
+ });
+
+ // panel for showing car
+ carPanel = new
+ JPanel()
+ {
+ public void paintComponent(Graphics g)
+ {
+ super.paintComponent(g);
+ Graphics2D g2 = (Graphics2D) g;
+ g2.draw((Shape) shapes.get(report.getCarType()));
+ report.drawDamage(g2);
+ }
+ };
+ carPanel.addMouseListener(new
+ MouseAdapter()
+ {
+ public void mousePressed(MouseEvent event)
+ {
+ report.click(new Point2D.Double(event.getX(), event.getY()));
+ repaint();
+ }
+ });
+ carPanel.setBackground(new Color(0.9f, 0.9f, 0.45f));
+
+ // radio buttons for click action
+ addButton = new JRadioButton("Add");
+ removeButton = new JRadioButton("Remove");
+ ButtonGroup group = new ButtonGroup();
+ JPanel buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+ group.add(addButton);
+ buttonPanel.add(addButton);
+ group.add(removeButton);
+ buttonPanel.add(removeButton);
+ addButton.setSelected(!report.getRemoveMode());
+ removeButton.setSelected(report.getRemoveMode());
+ addButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ report.setRemoveMode(false);
+ }
+ });
+ removeButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ report.setRemoveMode(true);
+ }
+ });
+
+ // layout components
+ JPanel gridPanel = new JPanel();
+ gridPanel.setLayout(new GridLayout(0, 2));
+ gridPanel.add(new JLabel("Rental Record"));
+ gridPanel.add(rentalRecord);
+ gridPanel.add(new JLabel("Type of Car"));
+ gridPanel.add(carType);
+ gridPanel.add(new JLabel("Operation"));
+ gridPanel.add(buttonPanel);
+
+ add(gridPanel, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+ add(carPanel, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ }
+
+ private JTextField rentalRecord;
+ private JComboBox carType;
+ private JPanel carPanel;
+ private JRadioButton addButton;
+ private JRadioButton removeButton;
+ private DamageReport report;
+ private JFileChooser chooser;
+
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 400;
+
+ private static Map shapes
+ = new EnumMap(DamageReport.CarType.class);
+
+ static
+ {
+ int width = 200;
+ int height = 100;
+ int x = 50;
+ int y = 50;
+ Rectangle2D.Double body = new Rectangle2D.Double(x, y + width / 6, width - 1, width / 6);
+ Ellipse2D.Double frontTire = new Ellipse2D.Double(x + width / 6, y + width / 3,
+ width / 6, width / 6);
+ Ellipse2D.Double rearTire = new Ellipse2D.Double(x + width * 2 / 3, y + width / 3,
+ width / 6, width / 6);
+
+ Point2D.Double p1 = new Point2D.Double(x + width / 6, y + width / 6);
+ Point2D.Double p2 = new Point2D.Double(x + width / 3, y);
+ Point2D.Double p3 = new Point2D.Double(x + width * 2 / 3, y);
+ Point2D.Double p4 = new Point2D.Double(x + width * 5 / 6, y + width / 6);
+
+ Line2D.Double frontWindshield = new Line2D.Double(p1, p2);
+ Line2D.Double roofTop = new Line2D.Double(p2, p3);
+ Line2D.Double rearWindshield = new Line2D.Double(p3, p4);
+
+ GeneralPath sedanPath = new GeneralPath();
+ sedanPath.append(frontTire, false);
+ sedanPath.append(rearTire, false);
+ sedanPath.append(body, false);
+ sedanPath.append(frontWindshield, false);
+ sedanPath.append(roofTop, false);
+ sedanPath.append(rearWindshield, false);
+ shapes.put(DamageReport.CarType.SEDAN, sedanPath);
+
+ Point2D.Double p5 = new Point2D.Double(x + width * 11 / 12, y);
+ Point2D.Double p6 = new Point2D.Double(x + width, y + width / 6);
+ roofTop = new Line2D.Double(p2, p5);
+ rearWindshield = new Line2D.Double(p5, p6);
+
+ GeneralPath wagonPath = new GeneralPath();
+ wagonPath.append(frontTire, false);
+ wagonPath.append(rearTire, false);
+ wagonPath.append(body, false);
+ wagonPath.append(frontWindshield, false);
+ wagonPath.append(roofTop, false);
+ wagonPath.append(rearWindshield, false);
+ shapes.put(DamageReport.CarType.WAGON, wagonPath);
+
+ Point2D.Double p7 = new Point2D.Double(x + width / 3, y - width / 6);
+ Point2D.Double p8 = new Point2D.Double(x + width * 11 / 12, y - width / 6);
+ frontWindshield = new Line2D.Double(p1, p7);
+ roofTop = new Line2D.Double(p7, p8);
+ rearWindshield = new Line2D.Double(p8, p6);
+
+ GeneralPath suvPath = new GeneralPath();
+ suvPath.append(frontTire, false);
+ suvPath.append(rearTire, false);
+ suvPath.append(body, false);
+ suvPath.append(frontWindshield, false);
+ suvPath.append(roofTop, false);
+ suvPath.append(rearWindshield, false);
+ shapes.put(DamageReport.CarType.SUV, suvPath);
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/DamageReporter/EnumDelegate.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/DamageReporter/EnumDelegate.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..d8f553f
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/DamageReporter/EnumDelegate.java
@@ -0,0 +1,21 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.21 2004-08-30
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.beans.*;
+
+public class EnumDelegate extends DefaultPersistenceDelegate
+{
+ protected Expression instantiate(Object oldInstance, Encoder out)
+ {
+ return new Expression(Enum.class,
+ "valueOf",
+ new Object[] { oldInstance.getClass(), ((Enum) oldInstance).name() });
+ }
+
+ protected boolean mutatesTo(Object oldInstance, Object newInstance)
+ {
+ return oldInstance == newInstance;
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/FileNameBean/FileNameBean.mf b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/FileNameBean/FileNameBean.mf
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..d0fed67
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/FileNameBean/FileNameBean.mf
@@ -0,0 +1,4 @@
+Manifest-Version: 1.0
+
+Name: com/horstmann/corejava/FileNameBean.class
+Java-Bean: True
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/FileNameBean/com/horstmann/corejava/FileNameBean.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/FileNameBean/com/horstmann/corejava/FileNameBean.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..5325b07
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/FileNameBean/com/horstmann/corejava/FileNameBean.java
@@ -0,0 +1,129 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.21 2004-08-30
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+package com.horstmann.corejava;
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.beans.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ A bean for specifying file names.
+*/
+public class FileNameBean extends JPanel
+{
+ public FileNameBean()
+ {
+ dialogButton = new JButton("...");
+ nameField = new JTextField(30);
+
+ chooser = new JFileChooser();
+
+ chooser.setFileFilter(new
+ javax.swing.filechooser.FileFilter()
+ {
+ public boolean accept(File f)
+ {
+ String name = f.getName().toLowerCase();
+ return name.endsWith("." + defaultExtension) || f.isDirectory();
+ }
+ public String getDescription()
+ {
+ return defaultExtension + " files";
+ }
+ });
+
+ setLayout(new GridBagLayout());
+ GridBagConstraints gbc = new GridBagConstraints();
+ gbc.weightx = 100;
+ gbc.weighty = 100;
+ gbc.anchor = GridBagConstraints.WEST;
+ gbc.fill = GridBagConstraints.BOTH;
+ gbc.gridwidth = 1;
+ gbc.gridheight = 1;
+ add(nameField, gbc);
+
+ dialogButton.addActionListener(
+ new ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ int r = chooser.showOpenDialog(null);
+ if(r == JFileChooser.APPROVE_OPTION)
+ {
+ File f = chooser.getSelectedFile();
+ try
+ {
+ String name = f.getCanonicalPath();
+ setFileName(name);
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ }
+ }
+ }
+ });
+ nameField.setEditable(false);
+
+ gbc.weightx = 0;
+ gbc.anchor = GridBagConstraints.EAST;
+ gbc.fill = GridBagConstraints.NONE;
+ gbc.gridx = 1;
+ add(dialogButton, gbc);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the fileName property.
+ @param newValue the new file name
+ */
+ public void setFileName(String newValue)
+ {
+ String oldValue = nameField.getText();
+ nameField.setText(newValue);
+ firePropertyChange("fileName", oldValue, newValue);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the fileName property.
+ @return the name of the selected file
+ */
+ public String getFileName()
+ {
+ return nameField.getText();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the defaultExtension property.
+ @param s the new default extension
+ */
+ public void setDefaultExtension(String s)
+ {
+ defaultExtension = s;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the defaultExtension property.
+ @return the default extension in the file chooser
+ */
+ public String getDefaultExtension()
+ {
+ return defaultExtension;
+ }
+
+ public Dimension getPreferredSize()
+ {
+ return new Dimension(XPREFSIZE, YPREFSIZE);
+ }
+
+ private static final int XPREFSIZE = 200;
+ private static final int YPREFSIZE = 20;
+ private JButton dialogButton;
+ private JTextField nameField;
+ private JFileChooser chooser;
+ private String defaultExtension = "gif";
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ImageViewerBean/ImageViewerBean.mf b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ImageViewerBean/ImageViewerBean.mf
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..edcf68a
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ImageViewerBean/ImageViewerBean.mf
@@ -0,0 +1,4 @@
+Manifest-Version: 1.0
+
+Name: com/horstmann/corejava/ImageViewerBean.class
+Java-Bean: True
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ImageViewerBean/clouds.gif b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ImageViewerBean/clouds.gif
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..2ccae6b
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ImageViewerBean/clouds.gif differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ImageViewerBean/com/horstmann/corejava/ImageViewerBean.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ImageViewerBean/com/horstmann/corejava/ImageViewerBean.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..2fe8621
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/ImageViewerBean/com/horstmann/corejava/ImageViewerBean.java
@@ -0,0 +1,66 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.21 2001-08-15
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+package com.horstmann.corejava;
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import javax.imageio.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ A bean for viewing an image.
+*/
+public class ImageViewerBean extends JLabel
+{
+
+ public ImageViewerBean()
+ {
+ setBorder(BorderFactory.createEtchedBorder());
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the fileName property.
+ @param fileName the image file name
+ */
+ public void setFileName(String fileName)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ file = new File(fileName);
+ setIcon(new ImageIcon(ImageIO.read(file)));
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ file = null;
+ setIcon(null);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the fileName property.
+ @return the image file name
+ */
+ public String getFileName()
+ {
+ if (file == null) return null;
+ else return file.getPath();
+ }
+
+ public Dimension getPreferredSize()
+ {
+ return new Dimension(XPREFSIZE, YPREFSIZE);
+ }
+
+ private File file = null;
+ private static final int XPREFSIZE = 200;
+ private static final int YPREFSIZE = 200;
+}
+
+
+
+
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/PersistenceDelegateTest/Employee.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/PersistenceDelegateTest/Employee.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..5c3212a
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/PersistenceDelegateTest/Employee.java
@@ -0,0 +1,45 @@
+import java.util.*;
+
+public class Employee
+{
+ public Employee(String n, double s, int year, int month, int day)
+ {
+ name = n;
+ salary = s;
+ GregorianCalendar calendar = new GregorianCalendar(year, month - 1, day);
+ // GregorianCalendar uses 0 for January
+ hireDay = calendar.getTime();
+ }
+
+ public Employee(String n, double s, Date h)
+ {
+ name = n;
+ salary = s;
+ hireDay = h;
+ }
+
+ public String getName()
+ {
+ return name;
+ }
+
+ public double getSalary()
+ {
+ return salary;
+ }
+
+ public Date getHireDay()
+ {
+ return hireDay;
+ }
+
+ public void raiseSalary(double byPercent)
+ {
+ double raise = salary * byPercent / 100;
+ salary += raise;
+ }
+
+ private String name;
+ private double salary;
+ private Date hireDay;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/PersistenceDelegateTest/EnumDelegate.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/PersistenceDelegateTest/EnumDelegate.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..178f621
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/PersistenceDelegateTest/EnumDelegate.java
@@ -0,0 +1,14 @@
+import java.beans.*;
+
+/**
+ This class can be used to save any enum type in a JavaBeans archive.
+*/
+public class EnumDelegate extends DefaultPersistenceDelegate
+{
+ protected Expression instantiate(Object oldInstance, Encoder out)
+ {
+ return new Expression(Enum.class,
+ "valueOf",
+ new Object[] { oldInstance.getClass(), ((Enum) oldInstance).name() });
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/PersistenceDelegateTest/PersistenceDelegateTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/PersistenceDelegateTest/PersistenceDelegateTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..f85651a
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/PersistenceDelegateTest/PersistenceDelegateTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,103 @@
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.geom.*;
+import java.beans.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.net.*;
+import java.util.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates various persistence delegates.
+*/
+public class PersistenceDelegateTest
+{
+ public enum Mood { SAD, HAPPY };
+
+ public static void main(String[] args) throws Exception
+ {
+ XMLEncoder out = new XMLEncoder(System.out);
+ out.setExceptionListener(new
+ ExceptionListener()
+ {
+ public void exceptionThrown(Exception e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ });
+
+ PersistenceDelegate delegate = new
+ DefaultPersistenceDelegate()
+ {
+ protected Expression instantiate(Object oldInstance, Encoder out)
+ {
+ Employee e = (Employee) oldInstance;
+ GregorianCalendar c = new GregorianCalendar();
+ c.setTime(e.getHireDay());
+ return new Expression(oldInstance, Employee.class, "new",
+ new Object[]
+ {
+ e.getName(),
+ e.getSalary(),
+ c.get(Calendar.YEAR),
+ c.get(Calendar.MONTH),
+ c.get(Calendar.DATE)
+ });
+ }
+ };
+
+ out.setPersistenceDelegate(Employee.class, delegate);
+
+ out.setPersistenceDelegate(Rectangle2D.Double.class,
+ new DefaultPersistenceDelegate(new String[] { "x", "y", "width", "height" }));
+
+ out.setPersistenceDelegate(Inet4Address.class, new
+ DefaultPersistenceDelegate()
+ {
+ protected Expression instantiate(Object oldInstance, Encoder out)
+ {
+ return new Expression(oldInstance, InetAddress.class, "getByAddress",
+ new Object[] { ((InetAddress) oldInstance).getAddress() });
+ }
+ });
+
+ out.setPersistenceDelegate(BitSet.class, new
+ DefaultPersistenceDelegate()
+ {
+ protected void initialize(Class type, Object oldInstance, Object newInstance,
+ Encoder out)
+ {
+ super.initialize(type, oldInstance, newInstance, out);
+ BitSet bs = (BitSet) oldInstance;
+ for(int i = bs.nextSetBit(0); i >= 0; i = bs.nextSetBit(i + 1))
+ out.writeStatement(new Statement(bs, "set", new Object[]{ i, i + 1, true }));
+ }
+ });
+
+ out.setPersistenceDelegate(Mood.class, new EnumDelegate());
+
+ out.writeObject(new Employee("Harry Hacker", 50000, 1989, 10, 1));
+ out.writeObject(new java.awt.geom.Rectangle2D.Double(5, 10, 20, 30));
+ out.writeObject(InetAddress.getLocalHost());
+ out.writeObject(Mood.SAD);
+ BitSet bs = new BitSet(); bs.set(1, 4); bs.clear(2, 3);
+ out.writeObject(bs);
+ out.writeObject(Color.PINK);
+ out.writeObject(new GregorianCalendar());
+ out.close();
+ }
+
+ static
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ BeanInfo info = Introspector.getBeanInfo(GregorianCalendar.class);
+ for (PropertyDescriptor desc : info.getPropertyDescriptors())
+ if (desc.getName().equals("gregorianChange"))
+ desc.setValue("transient", Boolean.TRUE);
+ }
+ catch (IntrospectionException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/PersistentFrameTest/PersistentFrameTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/PersistentFrameTest/PersistentFrameTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..fe4598d
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch8/PersistentFrameTest/PersistentFrameTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,85 @@
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.beans.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates the use of an XML encoder and decoder to save and restore a frame.
+*/
+public class PersistentFrameTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ chooser = new JFileChooser();
+ chooser.setCurrentDirectory(new File("."));
+ PersistentFrameTest test = new PersistentFrameTest();
+ test.init();
+ }
+
+ public void init()
+ {
+ frame = new JFrame();
+ frame.setLayout(new FlowLayout());
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setTitle("PersistentFrameTest");
+ frame.setSize(400, 200);
+
+ JButton loadButton = new JButton("Load");
+ frame.add(loadButton);
+ loadButton.addActionListener(EventHandler.create(ActionListener.class, this, "load"));
+
+ JButton saveButton = new JButton("Save");
+ frame.add(saveButton);
+ saveButton.addActionListener(EventHandler.create(ActionListener.class, this, "save"));
+
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+
+ public void load()
+ {
+ // show file chooser dialog
+ int r = chooser.showOpenDialog(null);
+
+ // if file selected, open
+ if(r == JFileChooser.APPROVE_OPTION)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ File file = chooser.getSelectedFile();
+ XMLDecoder decoder = new XMLDecoder(new FileInputStream(file));
+ JFrame newFrame = (JFrame) decoder.readObject();
+ decoder.close();
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(null, e);
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ public void save()
+ {
+ // show file chooser dialog
+ int r = chooser.showSaveDialog(null);
+
+ // if file selected, save
+ if(r == JFileChooser.APPROVE_OPTION)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ File file = chooser.getSelectedFile();
+ XMLEncoder encoder = new XMLEncoder(new FileOutputStream(file));
+ encoder.writeObject(frame);
+ encoder.close();
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(null, e);
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ private static JFileChooser chooser;
+ private JFrame frame;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/AESTest/AESTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/AESTest/AESTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..7ad20a7
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/AESTest/AESTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,97 @@
+import java.io.*;
+import java.security.*;
+import javax.crypto.*;
+import javax.crypto.spec.*;
+
+/**
+ This program tests the AES cipher. Usage:
+ java AESTest -genkey keyfile
+ java AESTest -encrypt plaintext encrypted keyfile
+ java AESTest -decrypt encrypted decrypted keyfile
+*/
+public class AESTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ if (args[0].equals("-genkey"))
+ {
+ KeyGenerator keygen = KeyGenerator.getInstance("AES");
+ SecureRandom random = new SecureRandom();
+ keygen.init(random);
+ SecretKey key = keygen.generateKey();
+ ObjectOutputStream out = new ObjectOutputStream(new FileOutputStream(args[1]));
+ out.writeObject(key);
+ out.close();
+ }
+ else
+ {
+ int mode;
+ if (args[0].equals("-encrypt"))
+ mode = Cipher.ENCRYPT_MODE;
+ else
+ mode = Cipher.DECRYPT_MODE;
+
+ ObjectInputStream keyIn = new ObjectInputStream(new FileInputStream(args[3]));
+ Key key = (Key) keyIn.readObject();
+ keyIn.close();
+
+ InputStream in = new FileInputStream(args[1]);
+ OutputStream out = new FileOutputStream(args[2]);
+ Cipher cipher = Cipher.getInstance("AES");
+ cipher.init(mode, key);
+
+ crypt(in, out, cipher);
+ in.close();
+ out.close();
+ }
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ catch (GeneralSecurityException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ catch (ClassNotFoundException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Uses a cipher to transform the bytes in an input stream
+ and sends the transformed bytes to an output stream.
+ @param in the input stream
+ @param out the output stream
+ @param cipher the cipher that transforms the bytes
+ */
+ public static void crypt(InputStream in, OutputStream out, Cipher cipher)
+ throws IOException, GeneralSecurityException
+ {
+ int blockSize = cipher.getBlockSize();
+ int outputSize = cipher.getOutputSize(blockSize);
+ byte[] inBytes = new byte[blockSize];
+ byte[] outBytes = new byte[outputSize];
+
+ int inLength = 0;
+ boolean more = true;
+ while (more)
+ {
+ inLength = in.read(inBytes);
+ if (inLength == blockSize)
+ {
+ int outLength = cipher.update(inBytes, 0, blockSize, outBytes);
+ out.write(outBytes, 0, outLength);
+ }
+ else more = false;
+ }
+ if (inLength > 0)
+ outBytes = cipher.doFinal(inBytes, 0, inLength);
+ else
+ outBytes = cipher.doFinal();
+ out.write(outBytes);
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/AuthTest/AuthTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/AuthTest/AuthTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..65ca65f
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/AuthTest/AuthTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,31 @@
+import java.security.*;
+import javax.security.auth.*;
+import javax.security.auth.login.*;
+
+/**
+ This program authenticates a user via a custom login and then executes the SysPropAction
+ with the user's privileges.
+*/
+public class AuthTest
+{
+ public static void main(final String[] args)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ System.setSecurityManager(new SecurityManager());
+ LoginContext context = new LoginContext("Login1");
+ context.login();
+ System.out.println("Authentication successful.");
+ Subject subject = context.getSubject();
+ System.out.println("subject=" + subject);
+ PrivilegedAction action = new SysPropAction("user.home");
+ Object result = Subject.doAsPrivileged(subject, action, null);
+ System.out.println(result);
+ context.logout();
+ }
+ catch (LoginException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/AuthTest/AuthTest.policy b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/AuthTest/AuthTest.policy
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..902e1d0
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/AuthTest/AuthTest.policy
@@ -0,0 +1,10 @@
+grant codebase "file:login.jar"
+{
+ permission javax.security.auth.AuthPermission "createLoginContext.Login1";
+ permission javax.security.auth.AuthPermission "doAsPrivileged";
+};
+
+grant principal com.sun.security.auth.UnixPrincipal "harry"
+{
+ permission java.util.PropertyPermission "user.*", "read";
+};
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/AuthTest/SysPropAction.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/AuthTest/SysPropAction.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..52f757a
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/AuthTest/SysPropAction.java
@@ -0,0 +1,20 @@
+import java.security.*;
+
+/**
+ This action looks up a system property.
+*/
+public class SysPropAction implements PrivilegedAction
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs an action for looking up a given property.
+ @param propertyName the property name (such as "user.home")
+ */
+ public SysPropAction(String propertyName) { this.propertyName = propertyName; }
+
+ public Object run()
+ {
+ return System.getProperty(propertyName);
+ }
+
+ private String propertyName;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/AuthTest/jaas.config b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/AuthTest/jaas.config
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..be7b726
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/AuthTest/jaas.config
@@ -0,0 +1,4 @@
+Login1
+{
+ com.sun.security.auth.module.UnixLoginModule required;
+};
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/CertificateSigner/CertificateSigner.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/CertificateSigner/CertificateSigner.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..a8e739f
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/CertificateSigner/CertificateSigner.java
@@ -0,0 +1,149 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 1999-10-23
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.io.*;
+import java.security.*;
+import java.security.cert.*;
+import java.util.*;
+
+import sun.security.x509.X509CertInfo;
+import sun.security.x509.X509CertImpl;
+import sun.security.x509.X500Name;
+import sun.security.x509.CertificateIssuerName;
+
+/**
+ This program signs a certificate, using the private key of
+ another certificate in a keystore.
+*/
+public class CertificateSigner
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ String ksname = null; // the keystore name
+ String alias = null; // the private key alias
+ String inname = null; // the input file name
+ String outname = null; // the output file name
+ for (int i = 0; i < args.length; i += 2)
+ {
+ if (args[i].equals("-keystore"))
+ ksname = args[i + 1];
+ else if (args[i].equals("-alias"))
+ alias = args[i + 1];
+ else if (args[i].equals("-infile"))
+ inname = args[i + 1];
+ else if (args[i].equals("-outfile"))
+ outname = args[i + 1];
+ else usage();
+ }
+
+ if (ksname == null || alias == null || inname == null || outname == null) usage();
+
+ try
+ {
+ PushbackReader console = new PushbackReader(new InputStreamReader(System.in));
+
+ KeyStore store = KeyStore.getInstance("JKS", "SUN");
+ InputStream in = new FileInputStream(ksname);
+ System.out.print("Keystore password: ");
+ System.out.flush();
+ char[] password = readPassword(console);
+ store.load(in, password);
+ Arrays.fill(password, ' ');
+ in.close();
+
+ System.out.print("Key password for " + alias + ": ");
+ System.out.flush();
+ char[] keyPassword = readPassword(console);
+ PrivateKey issuerPrivateKey = (PrivateKey) store.getKey(alias, keyPassword);
+ Arrays.fill(keyPassword, ' ');
+
+ if (issuerPrivateKey == null) error("No such private key");
+
+ in = new FileInputStream(inname);
+
+ CertificateFactory factory = CertificateFactory.getInstance("X.509");
+
+ X509Certificate inCert = (X509Certificate) factory.generateCertificate(in);
+ in.close();
+ byte[] inCertBytes = inCert.getTBSCertificate();
+
+ X509Certificate issuerCert = (X509Certificate) store.getCertificate(alias);
+ Principal issuer = issuerCert.getSubjectDN();
+ String issuerSigAlg = issuerCert.getSigAlgName();
+
+ FileOutputStream out = new FileOutputStream(outname);
+
+ X509CertInfo info = new X509CertInfo(inCertBytes);
+ info.set(X509CertInfo.ISSUER, new CertificateIssuerName((X500Name) issuer));
+
+ X509CertImpl outCert = new X509CertImpl(info);
+ outCert.sign(issuerPrivateKey, issuerSigAlg);
+ outCert.derEncode(out);
+
+ out.close();
+ }
+ catch (Exception e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Reads a password.
+ @param in the reader from which to read the password
+ @return an array of characters containing the password
+ */
+ public static char[] readPassword(PushbackReader in)
+ throws IOException
+ {
+ final int MAX_PASSWORD_LENGTH = 100;
+ int length = 0;
+ char[] buffer = new char[MAX_PASSWORD_LENGTH];
+
+ while (true)
+ {
+ int ch = in.read();
+ if (ch == '\r' || ch == '\n' || ch == -1
+ || length == MAX_PASSWORD_LENGTH)
+ {
+ if (ch == '\r') // handle DOS "\r\n" line ends
+ {
+ ch = in.read();
+ if (ch != '\n' && ch != -1) in.unread(ch);
+ }
+ char[] password = new char[length];
+ System.arraycopy(buffer, 0, password, 0, length);
+ Arrays.fill(buffer, ' ');
+ return password;
+ }
+ else
+ {
+ buffer[length] = (char) ch;
+ length++;
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Prints an error message and exits.
+ @param message
+ */
+ public static void error(String message)
+ {
+ System.out.println(message);
+ System.exit(1);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Prints a usage message and exits.
+ */
+ public static void usage()
+ {
+ System.out.println("Usage: java CertificateSigner"
+ + " -keystore keyStore -alias issuerKeyAlias"
+ + " -infile inputFile -outfile outputFile");
+ System.exit(1);
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/Caesar.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/Caesar.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..ae2bf2a
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/Caesar.java
@@ -0,0 +1,40 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 1997-09-10
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.io.*;
+
+/**
+ Encrypts a file using the Caesar cipher.
+*/
+public class Caesar
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ if (args.length != 3)
+ {
+ System.out.println("USAGE: java Caesar in out key");
+ return;
+ }
+
+ try
+ {
+ FileInputStream in = new FileInputStream(args[0]);
+ FileOutputStream out = new FileOutputStream(args[1]);
+ int key = Integer.parseInt(args[2]);
+ int ch;
+ while ((ch = in.read()) != -1)
+ {
+ byte c = (byte)(ch + key);
+ out.write(c);
+ }
+ in.close();
+ out.close();
+ }
+ catch (IOException exception)
+ {
+ exception.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/Calculator.caesar b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/Calculator.caesar
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..79af0a6
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/Calculator.caesar
@@ -0,0 +1,6 @@
+4
+
+
+
+ ?lqlwA+,YFrghOlqhQxpehuWdeohpdlq+^Omdyd2odqj2Vwulqj>,Y
VrxufhIlohFdofxodwru1mdyd FdofxodwruIudph
Fdofxodwrumdyd2odqj2RemhfwvhwGhidxowForvhRshudwlrq+L,Y
vhwYlvleoh+],Y$
+
-
:\O. .
\ No newline at end of file
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/Calculator.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/Calculator.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..20c0cc2
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/Calculator.java
@@ -0,0 +1,164 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.32 2004-05-05
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+public class Calculator
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ CalculatorFrame frame = new CalculatorFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A frame with a calculator panel.
+*/
+class CalculatorFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public CalculatorFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("Calculator");
+ CalculatorPanel panel = new CalculatorPanel();
+ add(panel);
+ pack();
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ A panel with calculator buttons and a result display.
+*/
+class CalculatorPanel extends JPanel
+{
+ public CalculatorPanel()
+ {
+ setLayout(new BorderLayout());
+
+ result = 0;
+ lastCommand = "=";
+ start = true;
+
+ // add the display
+
+ display = new JButton("0");
+ display.setEnabled(false);
+ add(display, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+
+ ActionListener insert = new InsertAction();
+ ActionListener command = new CommandAction();
+
+ // add the buttons in a 4 x 4 grid
+
+ panel = new JPanel();
+ panel.setLayout(new GridLayout(4, 4));
+
+ addButton("7", insert);
+ addButton("8", insert);
+ addButton("9", insert);
+ addButton("/", command);
+
+ addButton("4", insert);
+ addButton("5", insert);
+ addButton("6", insert);
+ addButton("*", command);
+
+ addButton("1", insert);
+ addButton("2", insert);
+ addButton("3", insert);
+ addButton("-", command);
+
+ addButton("0", insert);
+ addButton(".", insert);
+ addButton("=", command);
+ addButton("+", command);
+
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Adds a button to the center panel.
+ @param label the button label
+ @param listener the button listener
+ */
+ private void addButton(String label, ActionListener listener)
+ {
+ JButton button = new JButton(label);
+ button.addActionListener(listener);
+ panel.add(button);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ This action inserts the button action string to the
+ end of the display text.
+ */
+ private class InsertAction implements ActionListener
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ String input = event.getActionCommand();
+ if (start)
+ {
+ display.setText("");
+ start = false;
+ }
+ display.setText(display.getText() + input);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ This action executes the command that the button
+ action string denotes.
+ */
+ private class CommandAction implements ActionListener
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ String command = event.getActionCommand();
+
+ if (start)
+ {
+ if (command.equals("-"))
+ {
+ display.setText(command);
+ start = false;
+ }
+ else
+ lastCommand = command;
+ }
+ else
+ {
+ calculate(Double.parseDouble(display.getText()));
+ lastCommand = command;
+ start = true;
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Carries out the pending calculation.
+ @param x the value to be accumulated with the prior result.
+ */
+ public void calculate(double x)
+ {
+ if (lastCommand.equals("+")) result += x;
+ else if (lastCommand.equals("-")) result -= x;
+ else if (lastCommand.equals("*")) result *= x;
+ else if (lastCommand.equals("/")) result /= x;
+ else if (lastCommand.equals("=")) result = x;
+ display.setText("" + result);
+ }
+
+ private JButton display;
+ private JPanel panel;
+ private double result;
+ private String lastCommand;
+ private boolean start;
+}
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/CalculatorFrame.caesar b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/CalculatorFrame.caesar
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..485adb5
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/CalculatorFrame.caesar
@@ -0,0 +1,5 @@
+4
+
+
+ ?lqlwA+,YFrghOlqhQxpehuWdeoh
VrxufhIlohFdofxodwru1mdyd
Fdofxodwru FdofxodwruSdqho FdofxodwruIudphmdyd{2vzlqj2MIudph vhwWlwoh+Omdyd2odqj2Vwulqj>,Ydgg-+Omdyd2dzw2Frpsrqhqw>,Omdyd2dzw2Frpsrqhqw>sdfn#
L --\O-. Z-
+
! "
\ No newline at end of file
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/CalculatorPanel$1.caesar b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/CalculatorPanel$1.caesar
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..09b46fc
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/CalculatorPanel$1.caesar
@@ -0,0 +1,5 @@
+4
+
+
+
VrxufhIlohFdofxodwru1mdydHqforvlqjPhwkrg
+FdofxodwruSdqho'4LqqhuFodvvhvmdyd2odqj2RemhfwFdofxodwruSdqho#
\ No newline at end of file
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/CalculatorPanel$CommandAction.caesar b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/CalculatorPanel$CommandAction.caesar
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..06b04e7
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/CalculatorPanel$CommandAction.caesar
@@ -0,0 +1,13 @@
+4T
# $
%
&'
() *
+,
(-
./
(0
(1
.2
34
(5
+6
+8
+9 wklv'3OFdofxodwruSdqho> ?lqlwA+OFdofxodwruSdqho>,YFrghOlqhQxpehuWdeohdfwlrqShuiruphg"+Omdyd2dzw2hyhqw2DfwlrqHyhqw>,Y
+:LqqhuFodvvhv*+OFdofxodwruSdqho>OFdofxodwruSdqho'4>,Y
VrxufhIlohFdofxodwru1mdyd;
+<=>
+?@A0
+BCDEF
+GHIJKLMN>
+OPQRS FdofxodwruSdqho'FrppdqgDfwlrqFrppdqgDfwlrqmdyd2odqj2Remhfw mdyd2dzw2hyhqw2DfwlrqOlvwhqhuFdofxodwruSdqho'4+,Y mdyd2dzw2hyhqw2DfwlrqHyhqwjhwDfwlrqFrppdqg+,Omdyd2odqj2Vwulqj>FdofxodwruSdqho
dffhvv'533+OFdofxodwruSdqho>,]mdyd2odqj2Vwulqj htxdov+Omdyd2odqj2Remhfw>,]
dffhvv'633++OFdofxodwruSdqho>,Omdyd{2vzlqj2MExwwrq>mdyd{2vzlqj2MExwwrq
+vhwWh{w+Omdyd2odqj2Vwulqj>,Y
dffhvv'535+OFdofxodwruSdqho>],]
dffhvv'735:+OFdofxodwruSdqho>Omdyd2odqj2Vwulqj>,Omdyd2odqj2Vwulqj>
+jhwWh{wmdyd2odqj2GrxeohsduvhGrxeoh+Omdyd2odqj2Vwulqj>,G fdofxodwh+G,Y#%
-.- y e.P-2/
+ - / -
Z8-/Z,-- -/Z-
Z5}&/2;>R[d ! -. y!" ( (7
\ No newline at end of file
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/CalculatorPanel$InsertAction.caesar b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/CalculatorPanel$InsertAction.caesar
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..ce37ba7
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/CalculatorPanel$InsertAction.caesar
@@ -0,0 +1,12 @@
+4I
# $
%
&'
()
(*
+,
(-
+.
%
+/
0
1
+2
+4
+5 wklv'3OFdofxodwruSdqho> ?lqlwA+OFdofxodwruSdqho>,YFrghOlqhQxpehuWdeohdfwlrqShuiruphg"+Omdyd2dzw2hyhqw2DfwlrqHyhqw>,Y
+6LqqhuFodvvhv*+OFdofxodwruSdqho>OFdofxodwruSdqho'4>,Y
VrxufhIlohFdofxodwru1mdyd7
+89:
+;<=>?
+@ABCDmdyd2odqj2VwulqjExloghuE:FGH: FdofxodwruSdqho'LqvhuwDfwlrqLqvhuwDfwlrqmdyd2odqj2Remhfw mdyd2dzw2hyhqw2DfwlrqOlvwhqhuFdofxodwruSdqho'4+,Y mdyd2dzw2hyhqw2DfwlrqHyhqwjhwDfwlrqFrppdqg+,Omdyd2odqj2Vwulqj>FdofxodwruSdqho
dffhvv'533+OFdofxodwruSdqho>,]
dffhvv'633++OFdofxodwruSdqho>,Omdyd{2vzlqj2MExwwrq>mdyd{2vzlqj2MExwwrq
+vhwWh{w+Omdyd2odqj2Vwulqj>,Y
dffhvv'535+OFdofxodwruSdqho>],]
+jhwWh{w dsshqg0+Omdyd2odqj2Vwulqj>,Omdyd2odqj2VwulqjExloghu> wrVwulqj#%
-.- g yM.P--
+ - Z-
\- / kln o'qLr ! -. g!" ( (3
\ No newline at end of file
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/CalculatorPanel.caesar b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/CalculatorPanel.caesar
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..74e8dc1
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/CalculatorPanel.caesar
@@ -0,0 +1,20 @@
+4 6X 6Y 6Z
[
+\
[
6] 6^ _
+` a
b
c d
6e
+f
g
+h
g
+i 6j
+k
l
] m
6n o p q r s t u v w x y z { |
}
~
+
/[ 8
/
/
/
+
+LqqhuFodvvhvFrppdqgDfwlrqLqvhuwDfwlrq
+glvsod|Omdyd{2vzlqj2MExwwrq>sdqhoOmdyd{2vzlqj2MSdqho> uhvxowGodvwFrppdqgOmdyd2odqj2Vwulqj>vwduw] ?lqlwA+,YFrghOlqhQxpehuWdeoh dggExwwrq7+Omdyd2odqj2Vwulqj>Omdyd2dzw2hyhqw2DfwlrqOlvwhqhu>,Y fdofxodwh+G,Y
dffhvv'533+OFdofxodwruSdqho>,]
dffhvv'633++OFdofxodwruSdqho>,Omdyd{2vzlqj2MExwwrq>
dffhvv'535+OFdofxodwruSdqho>],]
dffhvv'735:+OFdofxodwruSdqho>Omdyd2odqj2Vwulqj>,Omdyd2odqj2Vwulqj>
VrxufhIlohFdofxodwru1mdydBC<=DEFGmdyd2dzw2ErughuOd|rxw@A@mdyd{2vzlqj2MExwwrq3FQruwk FdofxodwruSdqho'LqvhuwDfwlrqF FdofxodwruSdqho'FrppdqgDfwlrqmdyd{2vzlqj2MSdqho>?mdyd2dzw2JulgOd|rxwF:JK;<2789-45601. Fhqwhu
+mdyd2odqj2VwulqjExloghuFdofxodwruSdqhoFdofxodwruSdqho'4 vhwOd|rxw +Omdyd2dzw2Od|rxwPdqdjhu>,Y+Omdyd2odqj2Vwulqj>,Y
vhwHqdeohg+],Ydgg,+Omdyd2dzw2Frpsrqhqw>Omdyd2odqj2Remhfw>,Y*+OFdofxodwruSdqho>OFdofxodwruSdqho'4>,Y+LL,YdggDfwlrqOlvwhqhu%+Omdyd2dzw2hyhqw2DfwlrqOlvwhqhu>,Y-+Omdyd2dzw2Frpsrqhqw>,Omdyd2dzw2Frpsrqhqw>mdyd2odqj2Vwulqj htxdov+Omdyd2odqj2Remhfw>,] dsshqg0+Omdyd2odqj2Vwulqj>,Omdyd2odqj2VwulqjExloghu> +G,Omdyd2odqj2VwulqjExloghu> wrVwulqj+,Omdyd2odqj2Vwulqj>
+vhwWh{w#6<=>?@ABCDE
+FGHw--\
+- - --
\---\-O\-P-\-\
+
+- . - . - . - / -!. -". -#. -$/ -%. -&. -'. -(/ -. -). - / -*/ --+I}!+,./ 0"4/576A8K9U=`>p@wA~BCEFGHJKLMOPQRTUJKH?
\.Q0/,-0-ZI^ _`aLMH-*.-\ *f b-(.-\ *j I-$.-\ *n 0- .-\ *r - . -* -/\012- 345I!
+ 5Ngx NOH -I ( PQH -I ( RSH"
+- ]I ( TUH"
+-.]I (VW9 76 6:6;
\ No newline at end of file
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/ClassLoaderTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/ClassLoaderTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..5d5dbd4
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/ClassLoaderTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,146 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.21 2004-09-11
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.util.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.lang.reflect.*;
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates a custom class loader that decrypts
+ class files.
+*/
+public class ClassLoaderTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new ClassLoaderFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains two text fields for the name of the class
+ to load and the decryption key.
+*/
+class ClassLoaderFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public ClassLoaderFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("ClassLoaderTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+ setLayout(new GridBagLayout());
+ add(new JLabel("Class"), new GBC(0, 0).setAnchor(GBC.EAST));
+ add(nameField, new GBC(1, 0).setWeight(100, 0).setAnchor(GBC.WEST));
+ add(new JLabel("Key"), new GBC(0, 1).setAnchor(GBC.EAST));
+ add(keyField, new GBC(1, 1).setWeight(100, 0).setAnchor(GBC.WEST));
+ JButton loadButton = new JButton("Load");
+ add(loadButton, new GBC(0, 2, 2, 1));
+ loadButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ runClass(nameField.getText(), keyField.getText());
+ }
+ });
+ pack();
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Runs the main method of a given class.
+ @param name the class name
+ @param key the decryption key for the class files
+ */
+ public void runClass(String name, String key)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ ClassLoader loader = new CryptoClassLoader(Integer.parseInt(key));
+ Class c = loader.loadClass(name);
+ String[] args = new String[] {};
+
+ Method m = c.getMethod("main", args.getClass());
+ m.invoke(null, (Object) args);
+ }
+ catch (Throwable e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ }
+
+ private JTextField keyField = new JTextField("3", 4);
+ private JTextField nameField = new JTextField(30);
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 300;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 200;
+}
+
+/**
+ This class loader loads encrypted class files.
+*/
+class CryptoClassLoader extends ClassLoader
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a crypto class loader.
+ @param k the decryption key
+ */
+ public CryptoClassLoader(int k)
+ {
+ key = k;
+ }
+
+ protected Class findClass(String name)
+ throws ClassNotFoundException
+ {
+ byte[] classBytes = null;
+ try
+ {
+ classBytes = loadClassBytes(name);
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ throw new ClassNotFoundException(name);
+ }
+
+ Class cl = defineClass(name, classBytes, 0, classBytes.length);
+ if (cl == null)
+ throw new ClassNotFoundException(name);
+ return cl;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Loads and decrypt the class file bytes.
+ @param name the class name
+ @return an array with the class file bytes
+ */
+ private byte[] loadClassBytes(String name)
+ throws IOException
+ {
+ String cname = name.replace('.', '/') + ".caesar";
+ FileInputStream in = null;
+ in = new FileInputStream(cname);
+ try
+ {
+ ByteArrayOutputStream buffer = new ByteArrayOutputStream();
+ int ch;
+ while ((ch = in.read()) != -1)
+ {
+ byte b = (byte) (ch - key);
+ buffer.write(b);
+ }
+ in.close();
+ return buffer.toByteArray();
+ }
+ finally
+ {
+ in.close();
+ }
+ }
+
+ private int key;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/GBC.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/GBC.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9a11eac
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/ClassLoaderTest/GBC.java
@@ -0,0 +1,129 @@
+/*
+GBC - A convenience class to tame the GridBagLayout
+
+Copyright (C) 2002 Cay S. Horstmann (http://horstmann.com)
+
+This program is free software; you can redistribute it and/or modify
+it under the terms of the GNU General Public License as published by
+the Free Software Foundation; either version 2 of the License, or
+(at your option) any later version.
+
+This program is distributed in the hope that it will be useful,
+but WITHOUT ANY WARRANTY; without even the implied warranty of
+MERCHANTABILITY or FITNESS FOR A PARTICULAR PURPOSE. See the
+GNU General Public License for more details.
+
+You should have received a copy of the GNU General Public License
+along with this program; if not, write to the Free Software
+Foundation, Inc., 59 Temple Place, Suite 330, Boston, MA 02111-1307 USA
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+
+/**
+ This class simplifies the use of the GridBagConstraints
+ class.
+*/
+public class GBC extends GridBagConstraints
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a GBC with a given gridx and gridy position and
+ all other grid bag constraint values set to the default.
+ @param gridx the gridx position
+ @param gridy the gridy position
+ */
+ public GBC(int gridx, int gridy)
+ {
+ this.gridx = gridx;
+ this.gridy = gridy;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Constructs a GBC with given gridx, gridy, gridwidth, gridheight
+ and all other grid bag constraint values set to the default.
+ @param gridx the gridx position
+ @param gridy the gridy position
+ @param gridwidth the cell span in x-direction
+ @param gridheight the cell span in y-direction
+ */
+ public GBC(int gridx, int gridy, int gridwidth, int gridheight)
+ {
+ this.gridx = gridx;
+ this.gridy = gridy;
+ this.gridwidth = gridwidth;
+ this.gridheight = gridheight;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the anchor.
+ @param anchor the anchor value
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setAnchor(int anchor)
+ {
+ this.anchor = anchor;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the fill direction.
+ @param fill the fill direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setFill(int fill)
+ {
+ this.fill = fill;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the cell weights.
+ @param weightx the cell weight in x-direction
+ @param weighty the cell weight in y-direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setWeight(double weightx, double weighty)
+ {
+ this.weightx = weightx;
+ this.weighty = weighty;
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the insets of this cell.
+ @param distance the spacing to use in all directions
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setInsets(int distance)
+ {
+ this.insets = new Insets(distance, distance, distance, distance);
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the insets of this cell.
+ @param top the spacing to use on top
+ @param left the spacing to use to the left
+ @param bottom the spacing to use on the bottom
+ @param right the spacing to use to the right
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setInsets(int top, int left, int bottom, int right)
+ {
+ this.insets = new Insets(top, left, bottom, right);
+ return this;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the internal padding
+ @param ipadx the internal padding in x-direction
+ @param ipady the internal padding in y-direction
+ @return this object for further modification
+ */
+ public GBC setIpad(int ipadx, int ipady)
+ {
+ this.ipadx = ipadx;
+ this.ipady = ipady;
+ return this;
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/FileReadApplet/FileReadApplet.html b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/FileReadApplet/FileReadApplet.html
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..c5234a1
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/FileReadApplet/FileReadApplet.html
@@ -0,0 +1,3 @@
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/FileReadApplet/FileReadApplet.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/FileReadApplet/FileReadApplet.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..11ccf27
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/FileReadApplet/FileReadApplet.java
@@ -0,0 +1,69 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 2004-09-13
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This applet can run "outside the sandbox" and read local files
+ when it is given the right permissions.
+*/
+public class FileReadApplet extends JApplet
+{
+ public FileReadApplet()
+ {
+ fileNameField = new JTextField(20);
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+ panel.add(new JLabel("File name:"));
+ panel.add(fileNameField);
+ JButton openButton = new JButton("Open");
+ panel.add(openButton);
+ openButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ loadFile(fileNameField.getText());
+ }
+ });
+
+ add(panel, "North");
+
+ fileText = new JTextArea();
+ add(new JScrollPane(fileText), "Center");
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Loads the contents of a file into the text area.
+ @param filename the file name
+ */
+ public void loadFile(String filename)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ fileText.setText("");
+ Scanner in = new Scanner(new FileReader(filename));
+ while (in.hasNextLine())
+ fileText.append(in.nextLine() + "\n");
+ in.close();
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ fileText.append(e + "\n");
+ }
+ catch (SecurityException e)
+ {
+ fileText.append("I am sorry, but I cannot do that.\n");
+ fileText.append(e + "\n");
+ }
+ }
+
+ private JTextField fileNameField;
+ private JTextArea fileText;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/FileReadApplet/applet.policy b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/FileReadApplet/applet.policy
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..acc6523
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/FileReadApplet/applet.policy
@@ -0,0 +1,6 @@
+keystore "file:///home/mydir/certs.store", "JKS";
+
+grant signedby "acmeroot"
+{
+ permission java.io.FilePermission "<>", "read";
+};
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/JAASTest/JAASTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/JAASTest/JAASTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9131579
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/JAASTest/JAASTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,83 @@
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.security.auth.*;
+import javax.security.auth.login.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program authenticates a user via a custom login and then executes the SysPropAction
+ with the user's privileges.
+*/
+public class JAASTest
+{
+ public static void main(final String[] args)
+ {
+ System.setSecurityManager(new SecurityManager());
+ JFrame frame = new JAASFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame has text fields for user name and password, a field for the name of the requested
+ system property, and a field to show the property value.
+*/
+class JAASFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public JAASFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("JAASTest");
+
+ username = new JTextField(20);
+ password = new JPasswordField(20);
+ propertyName = new JTextField(20);
+ propertyValue = new JTextField(20);
+ propertyValue.setEditable(false);
+
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+ panel.setLayout(new GridLayout(0, 2));
+ panel.add(new JLabel("username:"));
+ panel.add(username);
+ panel.add(new JLabel("password:"));
+ panel.add(password);
+ panel.add(propertyName);
+ panel.add(propertyValue);
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.CENTER);
+
+ JButton getValueButton = new JButton("Get Value");
+ getValueButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event) { getValue(); }
+ });
+ JPanel buttonPanel = new JPanel();
+ buttonPanel.add(getValueButton);
+ add(buttonPanel, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ pack();
+ }
+
+ public void getValue()
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ LoginContext context = new LoginContext("Login1",
+ new SimpleCallbackHandler(username.getText(), password.getPassword()));
+ context.login();
+ Subject subject = context.getSubject();
+ propertyValue.setText(
+ "" + Subject.doAsPrivileged(subject, new SysPropAction(propertyName.getText()), null));
+ context.logout();
+ }
+ catch (LoginException e )
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, e);
+ }
+ }
+
+ private JTextField username;
+ private JPasswordField password;
+ private JTextField propertyName;
+ private JTextField propertyValue;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/JAASTest/JAASTest.policy b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/JAASTest/JAASTest.policy
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..bd21410
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/JAASTest/JAASTest.policy
@@ -0,0 +1,13 @@
+grant codebase "file:login.jar"
+{
+ permission java.awt.AWTPermission "showWindowWithoutWarningBanner";
+ permission javax.security.auth.AuthPermission "createLoginContext.Login1";
+ permission javax.security.auth.AuthPermission "doAsPrivileged";
+ permission javax.security.auth.AuthPermission "modifyPrincipals";
+ permission java.io.FilePermission "password.txt", "read";
+};
+
+grant principal SimplePrincipal "role=admin"
+{
+ permission java.util.PropertyPermission "*", "read";
+};
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/JAASTest/SimpleCallbackHandler.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/JAASTest/SimpleCallbackHandler.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..7deb200
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/JAASTest/SimpleCallbackHandler.java
@@ -0,0 +1,36 @@
+import javax.security.auth.callback.*;
+
+/**
+ This simple callback handler presents the given user name and password.
+*/
+public class SimpleCallbackHandler implements CallbackHandler
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs the callback handler.
+ @param username the user name
+ @param password a character array containing the password
+ */
+ public SimpleCallbackHandler(String username, char[] password)
+ {
+ this.username = username;
+ this.password = password;
+ }
+
+ public void handle(Callback[] callbacks)
+ {
+ for (Callback callback : callbacks)
+ {
+ if (callback instanceof NameCallback)
+ {
+ ((NameCallback) callback).setName(username);
+ }
+ else if (callback instanceof PasswordCallback)
+ {
+ ((PasswordCallback) callback).setPassword(password);
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ private String username;
+ private char[] password;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/JAASTest/SimpleLoginModule.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/JAASTest/SimpleLoginModule.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..c9cfd84
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/JAASTest/SimpleLoginModule.java
@@ -0,0 +1,97 @@
+import java.io.*;
+import java.lang.reflect.*;
+import java.security.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.security.auth.*;
+import javax.security.auth.login.*;
+import javax.security.auth.callback.*;
+import javax.security.auth.spi.*;
+
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This login module authenticates users by reading usernames, passwords, and roles
+ from a text file.
+*/
+public class SimpleLoginModule implements LoginModule
+{
+ public void initialize(Subject subject, CallbackHandler callbackHandler,
+ Map sharedState, Map options)
+ {
+ this.subject = subject;
+ this.callbackHandler = callbackHandler;
+ this.sharedState = sharedState;
+ this.options = options;
+ }
+
+ public boolean login() throws LoginException
+ {
+ if (callbackHandler == null)
+ throw new LoginException("no handler");
+
+ NameCallback nameCall = new NameCallback("username: ");
+ PasswordCallback passCall = new PasswordCallback("password: ", false);
+ try
+ {
+ callbackHandler.handle(new Callback[] { nameCall, passCall });
+ }
+ catch (UnsupportedCallbackException e)
+ {
+ LoginException e2 = new LoginException("Unsupported callback");
+ e2.initCause(e);
+ throw e2;
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ LoginException e2 = new LoginException("I/O exception in callback");
+ e2.initCause(e);
+ throw e2;
+ }
+
+ return checkLogin(nameCall.getName(), passCall.getPassword());
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Checks whether the authentication information is valid. If it is, the subject acquires
+ principals for the user name and role.
+ @param username the user name
+ @param password a character array containing the password
+ @return true if the authentication information is valid
+ */
+ private boolean checkLogin(String username, char[] password) throws LoginException
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ Scanner in = new Scanner(new FileReader("" + options.get("pwfile")));
+ while (in.hasNextLine())
+ {
+ String[] inputs = in.nextLine().split("\\|");
+ if (inputs[0].equals(username) && Arrays.equals(inputs[1].toCharArray(), password))
+ {
+ String role = inputs[2];
+ Set principals = subject.getPrincipals();
+ principals.add(new SimplePrincipal("username", username));
+ principals.add(new SimplePrincipal("role", role));
+ return true;
+ }
+ }
+ in.close();
+ return false;
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ LoginException e2 = new LoginException("Can't open password file");
+ e2.initCause(e);
+ throw e2;
+ }
+ }
+
+ public boolean logout() { return true; }
+ public boolean abort() { return true; }
+ public boolean commit() { return true; }
+
+ private Subject subject;
+ private CallbackHandler callbackHandler;
+ private Map sharedState;
+ private Map options;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/JAASTest/SimplePrincipal.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/JAASTest/SimplePrincipal.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..3ce28a1
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/JAASTest/SimplePrincipal.java
@@ -0,0 +1,32 @@
+import java.security.*;
+
+/**
+ A principal with a named value (such as "role=HR" or "username=harry").
+*/
+public class SimplePrincipal implements Principal
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a SimplePrincipal to hold a description and a value.
+ @param roleName the role name
+ */
+ public SimplePrincipal(String descr, String value) { this.descr = descr; this.value = value; }
+
+ /**
+ Returns the role name of this principal
+ @return the role name
+ */
+ public String getName() { return descr + "=" + value; }
+
+ public boolean equals(Object otherObject)
+ {
+ if (this == otherObject) return true;
+ if (otherObject == null) return false;
+ if (getClass() != otherObject.getClass()) return false;
+ SimplePrincipal other = (SimplePrincipal) otherObject;
+ return getName().equals(other.getName());
+ }
+ public int hashCode() { return getName().hashCode(); }
+
+ private String descr;
+ private String value;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/JAASTest/SysPropAction.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/JAASTest/SysPropAction.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..52f757a
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/JAASTest/SysPropAction.java
@@ -0,0 +1,20 @@
+import java.security.*;
+
+/**
+ This action looks up a system property.
+*/
+public class SysPropAction implements PrivilegedAction
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs an action for looking up a given property.
+ @param propertyName the property name (such as "user.home")
+ */
+ public SysPropAction(String propertyName) { this.propertyName = propertyName; }
+
+ public Object run()
+ {
+ return System.getProperty(propertyName);
+ }
+
+ private String propertyName;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/JAASTest/jaas.config b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/JAASTest/jaas.config
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..61d343b
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/JAASTest/jaas.config
@@ -0,0 +1,4 @@
+Login1
+{
+ SimpleLoginModule required pwfile="password.txt";
+};
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/JAASTest/password.txt b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/JAASTest/password.txt
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..79670d7
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/JAASTest/password.txt
@@ -0,0 +1,2 @@
+harry|wombat|admin
+carl|mockturtle|HR
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/MessageDigestTest/MessageDigestTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/MessageDigestTest/MessageDigestTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..cac4f78
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/MessageDigestTest/MessageDigestTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,183 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.12 2004-09-11
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.io.*;
+import java.security.*;
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This program computes the message digest of a file
+ or the contents of a text area.
+*/
+public class MessageDigestTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ JFrame frame = new MessageDigestFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains a menu for computing the message
+ digest of a file or text area, radio buttons to toggle between
+ SHA-1 and MD5, a text area, and a text field to show the
+ messge digest.
+*/
+class MessageDigestFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public MessageDigestFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("MessageDigestTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+ ButtonGroup group = new ButtonGroup();
+ addRadioButton(panel, "SHA-1", group);
+ addRadioButton(panel, "MD5", group);
+
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+ add(new JScrollPane(message), BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ add(digest, BorderLayout.SOUTH);
+ digest.setFont(new Font("Monospaced", Font.PLAIN, 12));
+
+ setAlgorithm("SHA-1");
+
+ JMenuBar menuBar = new JMenuBar();
+ JMenu menu = new JMenu("File");
+ JMenuItem fileDigestItem = new JMenuItem("File digest");
+ fileDigestItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event) { loadFile(); }
+ });
+ menu.add(fileDigestItem);
+ JMenuItem textDigestItem = new JMenuItem("Text area digest");
+ textDigestItem.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ String m = message.getText();
+ computeDigest(m.getBytes());
+ }
+ });
+ menu.add(textDigestItem);
+ menuBar.add(menu);
+ setJMenuBar(menuBar);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Adds a radio button to select an algorithm.
+ @param c the container into which to place the button
+ @param name the algorithm name
+ @param g the button group
+ */
+ public void addRadioButton(Container c, final String name, ButtonGroup g)
+ {
+ ActionListener listener = new
+ ActionListener()
+ { public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event) { setAlgorithm(name); }
+ };
+ JRadioButton b = new JRadioButton(name, g.getButtonCount() == 0);
+ c.add(b);
+ g.add(b);
+ b.addActionListener(listener);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Sets the algorithm used for computing the digest.
+ @param alg the algorithm name
+ */
+ public void setAlgorithm(String alg)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ currentAlgorithm = MessageDigest.getInstance(alg);
+ digest.setText("");
+ }
+ catch (NoSuchAlgorithmException e)
+ {
+ digest.setText("" + e);
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Loads a file and computes its message digest.
+ */
+ public void loadFile()
+ {
+ JFileChooser chooser = new JFileChooser();
+ chooser.setCurrentDirectory(new File("."));
+
+ int r = chooser.showOpenDialog(this);
+ if (r == JFileChooser.APPROVE_OPTION)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ String name = chooser.getSelectedFile().getAbsolutePath();
+ computeDigest(loadBytes(name));
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(null, e);
+ }
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Loads the bytes in a file.
+ @param name the file name
+ @return an array with the bytes in the file
+ */
+ public byte[] loadBytes(String name) throws IOException
+ {
+ FileInputStream in = null;
+
+ in = new FileInputStream(name);
+ try
+ {
+ ByteArrayOutputStream buffer = new ByteArrayOutputStream();
+ int ch;
+ while ((ch = in.read()) != -1)
+ buffer.write(ch);
+ return buffer.toByteArray();
+ }
+ finally
+ {
+ in.close();
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Computes the message digest of an array of bytes
+ and displays it in the text field.
+ @param b the bytes for which the message digest should
+ be computed.
+ */
+ public void computeDigest(byte[] b)
+ {
+ currentAlgorithm.reset();
+ currentAlgorithm.update(b);
+ byte[] hash = currentAlgorithm.digest();
+ String d = "";
+ for (int i = 0; i < hash.length; i++)
+ {
+ int v = hash[i] & 0xFF;
+ if (v < 16) d += "0";
+ d += Integer.toString(v, 16).toUpperCase() + " ";
+ }
+ digest.setText(d);
+ }
+
+ private JTextArea message = new JTextArea();
+ private JTextField digest = new JTextField();
+ private MessageDigest currentAlgorithm;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/PermissionTest/PermissionTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/PermissionTest/PermissionTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..7246501
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/PermissionTest/PermissionTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,95 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.02 2004-09-11
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.net.*;
+import java.security.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This class demonstrates the custom WordCheckPermission.
+*/
+public class PermissionTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ System.setSecurityManager(new SecurityManager());
+ JFrame frame = new PermissionTestFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains a text field for inserting words into
+ a text area that is protected from "bad words".
+*/
+class PermissionTestFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public PermissionTestFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("PermissionTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ textField = new JTextField(20);
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+ panel.add(textField);
+ JButton openButton = new JButton("Insert");
+ panel.add(openButton);
+ openButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ insertWords(textField.getText());
+ }
+ });
+
+ add(panel, BorderLayout.NORTH);
+
+ textArea = new WordCheckTextArea();
+ add(new JScrollPane(textArea), BorderLayout.CENTER);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Tries to insert words into the text area.
+ Displays a dialog if the attempt fails.
+ @param words the words to insert
+ */
+ public void insertWords(String words)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ textArea.append(words + "\n");
+ }
+ catch (SecurityException e)
+ {
+ JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(this, "I am sorry, but I cannot do that.");
+ }
+ }
+
+ private JTextField textField;
+ private WordCheckTextArea textArea;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+}
+
+/**
+ A text area whose append method makes a security check
+ to see that no bad words are added.
+*/
+class WordCheckTextArea extends JTextArea
+{
+ public void append(String text)
+ {
+ WordCheckPermission p = new WordCheckPermission(text, "insert");
+ SecurityManager manager = System.getSecurityManager();
+ if (manager != null) manager.checkPermission(p);
+ super.append(text);
+ }
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/PermissionTest/PermissionTest.policy b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/PermissionTest/PermissionTest.policy
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..f776aee
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/PermissionTest/PermissionTest.policy
@@ -0,0 +1,4 @@
+grant
+{
+ permission WordCheckPermission "sex,drugs,C++", "avoid";
+};
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/PermissionTest/WordCheckPermission.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/PermissionTest/WordCheckPermission.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..0c288f2
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/PermissionTest/WordCheckPermission.java
@@ -0,0 +1,82 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 1999-10-23
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.security.*;
+import java.util.*;
+
+/**
+ A permission that checks for bad words.
+*/
+public class WordCheckPermission extends Permission
+{
+ /**
+ Constructs a word check permission
+ @param target a comma separated word list
+ @param anAction "insert" or "avoid"
+ */
+ public WordCheckPermission(String target, String anAction)
+ {
+ super(target);
+ action = anAction;
+ }
+
+ public String getActions() { return action; }
+
+ public boolean equals(Object other)
+ {
+ if (other == null) return false;
+ if (!getClass().equals(other.getClass())) return false;
+ WordCheckPermission b = (WordCheckPermission) other;
+ if (!action.equals(b.action)) return false;
+ if (action.equals("insert"))
+ return getName().equals(b.getName());
+ else if (action.equals("avoid"))
+ return badWordSet().equals(b.badWordSet());
+ else return false;
+ }
+
+ public int hashCode()
+ {
+ return getName().hashCode() + action.hashCode();
+ }
+
+ public boolean implies(Permission other)
+ {
+ if (!(other instanceof WordCheckPermission)) return false;
+ WordCheckPermission b = (WordCheckPermission) other;
+ if (action.equals("insert"))
+ {
+ return b.action.equals("insert") &&
+ getName().indexOf(b.getName()) >= 0;
+ }
+ else if (action.equals("avoid"))
+ {
+ if (b.action.equals("avoid"))
+ return b.badWordSet().containsAll(badWordSet());
+ else if (b.action.equals("insert"))
+ {
+ for (String badWord : badWordSet())
+ if (b.getName().indexOf(badWord) >= 0)
+ return false;
+ return true;
+ }
+ else return false;
+ }
+ else return false;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Gets the bad words that this permission rule describes.
+ @return a set of the bad words
+ */
+ public Set badWordSet()
+ {
+ Set set = new HashSet();
+ set.addAll(Arrays.asList(getName().split(",")));
+ return set;
+ }
+
+ private String action;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/RSATest/RSATest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/RSATest/RSATest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..4907001
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/RSATest/RSATest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,131 @@
+import java.io.*;
+import java.security.*;
+import javax.crypto.*;
+import javax.crypto.spec.*;
+
+/**
+ This program tests the RSA cipher. Usage:
+ java RSATest -genkey public private
+ java RSATest -encrypt plaintext encrypted public
+ java RSATest -decrypt encrypted decrypted private
+*/
+public class RSATest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ if (args[0].equals("-genkey"))
+ {
+ KeyPairGenerator pairgen = KeyPairGenerator.getInstance("RSA");
+ SecureRandom random = new SecureRandom();
+ pairgen.initialize(KEYSIZE, random);
+ KeyPair keyPair = pairgen.generateKeyPair();
+ ObjectOutputStream out = new ObjectOutputStream(new FileOutputStream(args[1]));
+ out.writeObject(keyPair.getPublic());
+ out.close();
+ out = new ObjectOutputStream(new FileOutputStream(args[2]));
+ out.writeObject(keyPair.getPrivate());
+ out.close();
+ }
+ else if (args[0].equals("-encrypt"))
+ {
+ KeyGenerator keygen = KeyGenerator.getInstance("AES");
+ SecureRandom random = new SecureRandom();
+ keygen.init(random);
+ SecretKey key = keygen.generateKey();
+
+ // wrap with RSA public key
+ ObjectInputStream keyIn = new ObjectInputStream(new FileInputStream(args[3]));
+ Key publicKey = (Key) keyIn.readObject();
+ keyIn.close();
+
+ Cipher cipher = Cipher.getInstance("RSA");
+ cipher.init(Cipher.WRAP_MODE, publicKey);
+ byte[] wrappedKey = cipher.wrap(key);
+ DataOutputStream out = new DataOutputStream(new FileOutputStream(args[2]));
+ out.writeInt(wrappedKey.length);
+ out.write(wrappedKey);
+
+ InputStream in = new FileInputStream(args[1]);
+ cipher = Cipher.getInstance("AES");
+ cipher.init(Cipher.ENCRYPT_MODE, key);
+ crypt(in, out, cipher);
+ in.close();
+ out.close();
+ }
+ else
+ {
+ DataInputStream in = new DataInputStream(new FileInputStream(args[1]));
+ int length = in.readInt();
+ byte[] wrappedKey = new byte[length];
+ in.read(wrappedKey, 0, length);
+
+ // unwrap with RSA private key
+ ObjectInputStream keyIn = new ObjectInputStream(new FileInputStream(args[3]));
+ Key privateKey = (Key) keyIn.readObject();
+ keyIn.close();
+
+ Cipher cipher = Cipher.getInstance("RSA");
+ cipher.init(Cipher.UNWRAP_MODE, privateKey);
+ Key key = cipher.unwrap(wrappedKey, "AES", Cipher.SECRET_KEY);
+
+ OutputStream out = new FileOutputStream(args[2]);
+ cipher = Cipher.getInstance("AES");
+ cipher.init(Cipher.DECRYPT_MODE, key);
+
+ crypt(in, out, cipher);
+ in.close();
+ out.close();
+ }
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ catch (GeneralSecurityException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ catch (ClassNotFoundException e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Uses a cipher to transform the bytes in an input stream
+ and sends the transformed bytes to an output stream.
+ @param in the input stream
+ @param out the output stream
+ @param cipher the cipher that transforms the bytes
+ */
+ public static void crypt(InputStream in, OutputStream out,
+ Cipher cipher) throws IOException, GeneralSecurityException
+ {
+ int blockSize = cipher.getBlockSize();
+ int outputSize = cipher.getOutputSize(blockSize);
+ byte[] inBytes = new byte[blockSize];
+ byte[] outBytes = new byte[outputSize];
+
+ int inLength = 0;;
+ boolean more = true;
+ while (more)
+ {
+ inLength = in.read(inBytes);
+ if (inLength == blockSize)
+ {
+ int outLength = cipher.update(inBytes, 0, blockSize, outBytes);
+ out.write(outBytes, 0, outLength);
+ }
+ else more = false;
+ }
+ if (inLength > 0)
+ outBytes = cipher.doFinal(inBytes, 0, inLength);
+ else
+ outBytes = cipher.doFinal();
+ out.write(outBytes);
+ }
+
+ private static final int KEYSIZE = 512;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/SecurityManagerTest/SecurityManagerTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/SecurityManagerTest/SecurityManagerTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..30ccfa1
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/SecurityManagerTest/SecurityManagerTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,90 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.12 2004-09-11
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.awt.event.*;
+import java.io.*;
+import java.net.*;
+import java.util.*;
+import javax.swing.*;
+
+/**
+ This class demonstrates the use of a custom security manager
+ that prohibits the reading of text files containing bad words.
+*/
+public class SecurityManagerTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ System.setSecurityManager(new WordCheckSecurityManager());
+ JFrame frame = new SecurityManagerFrame();
+ frame.setDefaultCloseOperation(JFrame.EXIT_ON_CLOSE);
+ frame.setVisible(true);
+ }
+}
+
+/**
+ This frame contains a text field to enter a file name and
+ a text area to show the contents of the loaded file.
+*/
+class SecurityManagerFrame extends JFrame
+{
+ public SecurityManagerFrame()
+ {
+ setTitle("SecurityManagerTest");
+ setSize(DEFAULT_WIDTH, DEFAULT_HEIGHT);
+
+ fileNameField = new JTextField(20);
+ JPanel panel = new JPanel();
+ panel.add(new JLabel("Text file:"));
+ panel.add(fileNameField);
+ JButton openButton = new JButton("Open");
+ panel.add(openButton);
+ openButton.addActionListener(new
+ ActionListener()
+ {
+ public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent event)
+ {
+ loadFile(fileNameField.getText());
+ }
+ });
+
+ add(panel, "North");
+
+ fileText = new JTextArea();
+ add(new JScrollPane(fileText), "Center");
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Attempt to load a file into the text area. If a security exception is caught,
+ a message is inserted into the text area instead.
+ @param filename the file name
+ */
+ public void loadFile(String filename)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ fileText.setText("");
+ Scanner in = new Scanner(new FileReader(filename));
+ while (in.hasNextLine()) fileText.append(in.nextLine() + "\n");
+ in.close();
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ fileText.append(e + "\n");
+ }
+ catch (SecurityException e)
+ {
+ fileText.append("I am sorry, but I cannot do that.\n");
+ fileText.append(e + "\n");
+ }
+ }
+
+ private JTextField fileNameField;
+ private JTextArea fileText;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_WIDTH = 400;
+ private static final int DEFAULT_HEIGHT = 300;
+}
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/SecurityManagerTest/WordCheck.policy b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/SecurityManagerTest/WordCheck.policy
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..eb13f95
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/SecurityManagerTest/WordCheck.policy
@@ -0,0 +1,10 @@
+grant codeBase "file:WordCheck.jar"
+{
+ permission java.security.AllPermission;
+};
+
+grant
+{
+ permission java.util.PropertyPermission "user.home", "read";
+ permission java.util.PropertyPermission "user.dir", "read";
+};
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/SecurityManagerTest/WordCheckSecurityManager.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/SecurityManagerTest/WordCheckSecurityManager.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..f50a629
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/SecurityManagerTest/WordCheckSecurityManager.java
@@ -0,0 +1,82 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.20 2004-09-11
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.io.*;
+import java.security.*;
+import java.util.*;
+
+/**
+ This security manager checks whether bad words are
+ encountered when reading a file.
+*/
+public class WordCheckSecurityManager extends SecurityManager
+{
+ public void checkPermission(Permission p)
+ {
+ if (p instanceof FilePermission && p.getActions().equals("read"))
+ {
+ if (inSameManager())
+ return;
+ String fileName = p.getName();
+ if (containsBadWords(fileName))
+ throw new SecurityException("Bad words in " + fileName);
+ }
+ else super.checkPermission(p);
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Returns true if this manager is called while there
+ is another call to itself pending.
+ @return true if there are multiple calls to this manager
+ */
+ public boolean inSameManager()
+ {
+ Class[] cc = getClassContext();
+
+ // skip past current set of calls to this manager
+ int i = 0;
+ while (i < cc.length && cc[0] == cc[i])
+ i++;
+
+ // check if there is another call to this manager
+ while (i < cc.length)
+ {
+ if (cc[0] == cc[i]) return true;
+ i++;
+ }
+ return false;
+ }
+
+ /**
+ Checks if a file contains bad words.
+ @param fileName the name of the file
+ @return true if the file name ends with .txt and it
+ contains at least one bad word.
+ */
+ boolean containsBadWords(String fileName)
+ {
+ if (!fileName.toLowerCase().endsWith(".txt")) return false;
+ // only check text files
+ Scanner in;
+ try
+ {
+ in = new Scanner(new FileReader(fileName));
+ }
+ catch (IOException e)
+ {
+ return false;
+ }
+ while (in.hasNext())
+ if (badWords.contains(in.next().toLowerCase()))
+ {
+ in.close();
+ System.out.println(fileName);
+ return true;
+ }
+ return false;
+ }
+
+ private List badWords = Arrays.asList(new String[] { "sex", "drugs", "c++" });
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/SignatureTest/SignatureTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/SignatureTest/SignatureTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..8f377f5
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/SignatureTest/SignatureTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,94 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.10 2004-09-14
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.io.*;
+import java.security.*;
+
+/**
+ This program demonstrates how to sign a message with a private DSA key
+ and verify it with the matching public key. Usage:
+ java SignatureTest -genkey public private
+ java SignatureTest -sign message signed private
+ java SignatureTest -verify signed public
+*/
+public class SignatureTest
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ try
+ {
+ if (args[0].equals("-genkey"))
+ {
+ KeyPairGenerator pairgen = KeyPairGenerator.getInstance("DSA");
+ SecureRandom random = new SecureRandom();
+ pairgen.initialize(KEYSIZE, random);
+ KeyPair keyPair = pairgen.generateKeyPair();
+ ObjectOutputStream out = new ObjectOutputStream(new FileOutputStream(args[1]));
+ out.writeObject(keyPair.getPublic());
+ out.close();
+ out = new ObjectOutputStream(new FileOutputStream(args[2]));
+ out.writeObject(keyPair.getPrivate());
+ out.close();
+ }
+ else if (args[0].equals("-sign"))
+ {
+ ObjectInputStream keyIn = new ObjectInputStream(new FileInputStream(args[3]));
+ PrivateKey privkey = (PrivateKey) keyIn.readObject();
+ keyIn.close();
+
+ Signature signalg = Signature.getInstance("DSA");
+ signalg.initSign(privkey);
+
+ File infile = new File(args[1]);
+ InputStream in = new FileInputStream(infile);
+ int length = (int) infile.length();
+ byte[] message = new byte[length];
+ in.read(message, 0, length);
+ in.close();
+
+ signalg.update(message);
+ byte[] signature = signalg.sign();
+
+ DataOutputStream out = new DataOutputStream(new FileOutputStream(args[2]));
+ int signlength = signature.length;
+ out.writeInt(signlength);
+ out.write(signature, 0, signlength);
+ out.write(message, 0, length);
+ out.close();
+ }
+ else if (args[0].equals("-verify"))
+ {
+ ObjectInputStream keyIn = new ObjectInputStream(new FileInputStream(args[2]));
+ PublicKey pubkey = (PublicKey) keyIn.readObject();
+ keyIn.close();
+
+ Signature verifyalg = Signature.getInstance("DSA");
+ verifyalg.initVerify(pubkey);
+
+ File infile = new File(args[1]);
+ DataInputStream in = new DataInputStream(new FileInputStream(infile));
+ int signlength = in.readInt();
+ byte[] signature = new byte[signlength];
+ in.read(signature, 0, signlength);
+
+ int length = (int) infile.length() - signlength - 4;
+ byte[] message = new byte[length];
+ in.read(message, 0, length);
+ in.close();
+
+ verifyalg.update(message);
+ if (!verifyalg.verify(signature))
+ System.out.print("not ");
+ System.out.println("verified");
+ }
+ }
+ catch (Exception e)
+ {
+ e.printStackTrace();
+ }
+ }
+
+ private static final int KEYSIZE = 512;
+}
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/VerifierTest/VerifierTest.class b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/VerifierTest/VerifierTest.class
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..1f87a27
Binary files /dev/null and b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/VerifierTest/VerifierTest.class differ
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/VerifierTest/VerifierTest.html b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/VerifierTest/VerifierTest.html
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..dd84a0e
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/VerifierTest/VerifierTest.html
@@ -0,0 +1,2 @@
+
+
diff --git a/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/VerifierTest/VerifierTest.java b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/VerifierTest/VerifierTest.java
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..b08a966
--- /dev/null
+++ b/corejava第7版/v2/v2ch9/VerifierTest/VerifierTest.java
@@ -0,0 +1,41 @@
+/**
+ @version 1.00 1997-09-10
+ @author Cay Horstmann
+*/
+
+import java.awt.*;
+import java.applet.*;
+
+/**
+ This application demonstrates the bytecode verifier of
+ the virtual machine. If you use a hex editor to modify the
+ class file, then the virtual machine should detect the
+ tampering.
+*/
+public class VerifierTest extends Applet
+{
+ public static void main(String[] args)
+ {
+ System.out.println("1 + 2 == " + fun());
+ }
+
+ /**
+ A function that computes 1 + 2
+ @return 3, if the code has not been corrupted
+ */
+ public static int fun()
+ {
+ int m;
+ int n;
+ m = 1;
+ n = 2;
+ // use hex editor to change to "m = 2" in class file
+ int r = m + n;
+ return r;
+ }
+
+ public void paint(Graphics g)
+ {
+ g.drawString("1 + 2 == " + fun(), 20, 20);
+ }
+}