The Son Of Monte Cristo Part 24 (1/2)
”Then you refuse?”
”I refuse--the son of Si!”
”And if he be dead--am I not the sole heir?”
”I do not know”
”You have no right to keep back a will Once more I ask--will you speak?”
”I will not!”
”Very well The will is here; ill take it!”
The Marquis whistled, and Cyprien appeared
”We ht!” answered the lacquey
Strangely enough, this man who looked so infirm now bounded back and placed himself behind a table He drew from his pockets two pistols, which he pointed toward his adversaries
”Monsieur de Talizac,” he said, ”you tried to kill ereues had no arms Cyprien had been wiser He, too, drew a pistol, but before he could touch the trigger, Pierre had opened the door behind hi is all that is required”
A dog of the Vosges, as large as a wolf, with bloodshot eyes and bristling hair, flew at Cyprien's throat, who fell on the floor
”Help! Help!” cried the scoundrel
The Marquis, livid with terror, had succeeded in opening the door
”Here, Cliepe! Here!” shouted Pierre
The dog gave Cyprien another furious shake, and dropped hi it to and bolted it
”Farewell!” he cried ”You will get your punishment in another world!”
And fro toward Saint-Ame