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mence, and a feeble cry was heard. In my turn I uttered 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'"
Finding the Infant.
"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 a hospital where they receive these poor creatures. As I passed the barrier I declared I had found this child on the road, and
