Volume I Part 74 (1/2)
”My father is the Count of Monte-Cristo!”
”I know Your father is one of those brainless fools who iine every one must bend the knee to them What rank does he occupy in your country?”
”He is a prince who governs the souls of men”
”Your father is rich--very rich?”
”What does that concern you?”
”You are brave, and your father must love you”
Spero did not answer, but his eyes sparkled when Maldar spoke his father's name
”I will kno to strike your proud father; he shall grovel in the dust at my feet I--”
He stopped short A new idea seemed to have taken possession of him
”All the prisoners are dead, are they not?” he asked, turning to a sheik
”No, master, one still lives, a French officer”
”His name?”
”Captain Joliette”
In spite of his self-control, Spero gave a cry of astonishment, for he knew that it was to rescue the captain that Monte-Cristo had set out for Africa
”Go,” said Maldar, ”bring the prisoner here”
The sheik left, and Maldar walked up and doith his big strides
”Master!” cried the sheik, running in breathlessly
”Well?”
”Captain Joliette is gone”
”Gone!” screaht back to the Kiobeh If not youthe lad to the iron chamber, and see that he does not escape!”
CHAPTER LVI
THE FLIGHT