door, and continued his problem until the flash of the torches lighted up with an unwonted glare the somber walls of his cell; then, raising his head, he perceived with astonishment the number of persons in his cell. He hastily seized the coverlid of his bed, and wrapped it round him in order to appear in a more decent state to the strangers.
"What do you demand?" said the inspector.
"I, monsieur!" replied the abbé, with an air of surprise, — "I demand nothing."
"You do not understand," continued the inspector; "I am sent here by government to visit the prisoners, and hear the requests of the prisoners."
"Oh, that is different," cried the abbé; "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 Abbé Faria, born at Rome. I was for twenty years Cardinal Spada's secretary; I was arrested, why I know not, in 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."
The inspector and governor looked at each other with a smile.
"Ah!" said the inspector, "you have not the latest intelligence from Italy."
"They date from the day on which I was arrested," returned the Abbé Faria; "and as the emperor had created the kingdom of Rome for his infant son, I presume that he has realized the dream of Machiavel and Cassar Borgia, which was to make Italy one vast kingdom."
"Monsieur," returned the inspector, "Providence has fortunately changed this gigantic plan you advocate so warmly."
"It is the only means of rendering Italy happy and independent."
"Very possibly; only I am not come to discuss politics, but to inquire if you have anything to ask or complain of."
"The food is the same as in other prisons, — that is, very bad; the lodging is very unwholesome, but, on the whole, passable for a dungeon; but it is not that which I speak of, but of 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 abbé, "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?"
