THE COUNT OF MONTE-CRISTO.
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quitted the wall, and advanced into the center 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 of the passage at a bound,
Monte-Cristo and Peppino
entered the hotel; five seconds afterward he was at the door of the cabinet.
"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.
