The Son Of Monte Cristo Part 51 (2/2)
”Do you see that?” cried the cloith entlemen? This pin does not look like much, does it, now? But you can screw off the head, and then you will find a tiny note--”
”It is enious,” said Irene, with a smile ”and it shall be delivered as you desire”
”Ah! you are a brave creature, and if some day you want some one to amuse your children--that is, when you have any, you know--send for !”
And with this so promise, Bobi+chel departed
CHAPTER xxxVI
SUPREME EFFORT
Monsieur de Fongereues was alone in his cabinet Magdalena had left him only a few moments before A violent scene had taken place between the husband and wife
The ruin that threatened the Fongereues e that had been arranged between Irene and the Vicoe was broken off, the tongues of gossips began to wag
The Fongereues felt that their doom was sealed when they knew that Irene's an to quarrel To Magdalena's violent reproaches Fongereues answered by violent recrience that had caused the Vicomte to become the depraved and worthless person upon whom every one now turned a cold shoulder? If they were ruined, was it not because of the dalena replied:
”If I have been weak, was it not still uide for a young man if not his father? You have been faithless to your duties, and, ereues foae, and before he could speak his wife had the audacity to say:
”You are choked by the blood of your brother!”
She thus reproached hiation A reat lord would have demeaned himself to brutalities worthy of a lacquey, but with a look of contedalena swept past hie arm-chair, the Marquis sat with his eyes fixed on the floor
”Count Fernando de Vellebri wishes to see you,” a servant knocked at the door to say
”One mo room, bathed his face in cold water and hastily brushed his fast whitening hair He took his seat at his desk, which was covered with papers
”Show Monsieur de Vellebri up,” he said
He shuddered as he spoke, for he had learned through Cyprien that this Fernando belonged to the society of the Jesuits The young er the obsequious person with the stereotyped smile, who had done the will of the Vicole-breasted coat, Fernando was the type of the Jesuits who pervaded French society His dark hair rendered his pallor more remarkable His half closed eyes were brilliant in spite of their heavy lids
Fongereues divined a contest What new struggle would he be coo? He pointed to a chair, but the Italian bowed and re
”You wished to see me,” said the Marquis, ”and I am at your service But what is this costuious society, officially, at least”
”As to my claims to this dress,” answered De Vellebri, coldly, ”I am quite ready to explain them, if you will condescend to listen to me”
His voice was monotonous, as he continued: