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THE COUNT OF MONTE-CRISTO.
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gendarme at an inn; instead of being astonished, let me dress myself!" And the youth dressed himself with a rapidity his valet-de-chambre had failed to divest him of during the two months of fashionable life he had led in Paris.
"Good!" said Andrea, while dressing himself. "I'll wait till he leaves, and then I'll slip away."
The Gendarme.
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
