The Son Of Monte Cristo Part 69 (2/2)
”Have you pen, ink and paper?”
”Yes, I have theive my reasons later”
Sanselood,” said Benedetto ”And now take this pen and obligea few lines”
”What shall I write?”
”I will dictate to you, that will be easier
”On the 24th of February, 1839, Benedetto, an escaped convict frolars, his mother”
”But this is horrible! No, I will not write that!”
”You had better do it without further objections You can sign any name you please”
Sanselme still hesitated
”No,” he said, finally, ”I refuse I of course do not knohat use you intend to make of this paper, but I know you Some infamous machination is on foot which I will not aid”
Benedetto smiled
”You are far from rich,” he said, ”for I was at thesome little time before I knocked I must tell you that Comte Velleni's hotel is next this, and I had not the slanced at the trunk that contained his scanty means
”Precisely,” said Benedetto, ”a few louis and two or three bits of paper”
”I ask nothing from you”
”But I offer these” And Benedetto took froant portfolio ten bank notes of one thousand francs each, and spread them out on the bed
”Write what I bid you and this money is yours”
Sanselenius--his tempter He instantly realized what this sum would do for her whose welfare was his perpetual anxiety
”Will you write?”
Sanselan So He acted without volition of his own, and simply in obedience to another, it is true, and it see, for he simply told the truth, and yet he was troubled Had Sanselme been alone in the world with no one but hiht not have been so strict, for he had runwrong, and that evil consequences would alight on not only himself, but her The money fascinated hi down the pen, started up
”No, I will not write Take away yourme misfortune”