“Then,”continuedBeauchamp,“Itookadvantageofthesilenceandthedarknesstoleavethehousewithoutbeingseen. Theusherwhohadintroducedmewaswaitingformeatthedoor,andheconductedmethroughthecorridorstoaprivateentranceopeningintotheRuedeVaugirard. Ileftwithmingledfeelingsofsorrowanddelight. Excuseme,Albert,—sorrowonyouraccount,anddelightwiththatnoblegirl,thuspursuingpaternalvengeance. Yes,Albert,fromwhateversourcetheblowmayhaveproceeded—itmaybefromanenemy,butthatenemyisonlytheagentofprovidence.” Albertheldhisheadbetweenhishands;heraisedhisface,redwithshameandbathedintears,andseizingBeauchamp’sarm,“Myfriend,”saidhe,“mylifeisended. Icannotcalmlysaywithyou,‘Providencehasstrucktheblow;’butImustdiscoverwhopursuesmewiththishatred,andwhenIhavefoundhimIshallkillhim,orhewillkillme. Irelyonyourfriendshiptoassistme,Beauchamp,ifcontempthasnotbanisheditfromyourheart.” “Contempt,myfriend?Howdoesthismisfortuneaffectyou? No,happilythatunjustprejudiceisforgottenwhichmadethesonresponsibleforthefather’sactions. Reviewyourlife,Albert;althoughitisonlyjustbeginning,didalovelysummer’sdayeverdawnwithgreaterpuritythanhasmarkedthecommencementofyourcareer?No,Albert,takemyadvice. Youareyoungandrich—leaveParis—allissoonforgotteninthisgreatBabylonofexcitementandchangingtastes. YouwillreturnafterthreeorfouryearswithaRussianprincessforabride,andnoonewillthinkmoreofwhatoccurredyesterdaythanifithadhappenedsixteenyearsago.” “Thankyou,mydearBeauchamp,thankyoufortheexcellentfeelingwhichpromptsyouradvice;butitcannotbe. Ihavetoldyoumywish,orrathermydetermination. Youunderstandthat,interestedasIaminthisaffair,Icannotseeitinthesamelightasyoudo. Whatappearstoyoutoemanatefromacelestialsource,seemstometoproceedfromonefarlesspure. Providenceappearstometohavenoshareinthisaffair;andhappilyso,forinsteadoftheinvisible,impalpableagentofcelestialrewardsandpunishments,Ishallfindonebothpalpableandvisible,onwhomIshallrevengemyself,Iassureyou,forallIhavesufferedduringthelastmonth. Now,Irepeat,Beauchamp,Iwishtoreturntohumanandmaterialexistence,andifyouarestillthefriendyouprofesstobe,helpmetodiscoverthehandthatstrucktheblow.” “Beitso,”saidBeauchamp;“ifyoumusthavemedescendtoearth,Isubmit;andifyouwillseekyourenemy,Iwillassistyou,andIwillengagetofindhim,myhonorbeingalmostasdeeplyinterestedasyours.” “Well,then,youunderstand,Beauchamp,thatwebeginoursearchimmediately. Eachmoment’sdelayisaneternityforme. Thecalumniatorisnotyetpunished,andhemayhopethathewillnotbe;but,onmyhonor,ithethinksso,hedeceiveshimself.” “Ah,Beauchamp,Iseeyouknowsomethingalready;youwillrestoremetolife.” “IdonotsaythereisanytruthinwhatIamgoingtotellyou,butitis,atleast,arayoflightinadarknight;byfollowingitwemay,perhaps,discoversomethingmorecertain.” “Tellme;satisfymyimpatience.” “Well,IwilltellyouwhatIdidnotliketomentiononmyreturnfromYanina.” “Iwent,ofcourse,tothechiefbankerofthetowntomakeinquiries.Atthefirstword,beforeIhadevenmentionedyourfather’sname”— ”’Ah,’saidhe.‘Iguesswhatbringsyouhere.’ ”’BecauseafortnightsinceIwasquestionedonthesamesubject.’ ”’Bywhom?’—’ByaParisbanker,mycorrespondent.’ “He!”criedAlbert;“yes,itisindeedhewhohassolongpursuedmyfatherwithjealoushatred. He,themanwhowouldbepopular,cannotforgivetheCountofMorcerfforbeingcreatedapeer;andthismarriagebrokenoffwithoutareasonbeingassigned—yes,itisallfromthesamecause.” “Makeinquiries,Albert,butdonotbeangrywithoutreason;makeinquiries,andifitbetrue”— “Oh,yes,ifitbetrue,”criedtheyoungman,“heshallpaymeallIhavesuffered.” “Beware,Morcerf,heisalreadyanoldman.” “Iwillrespecthisageashehasrespectedthehonorofmyfamily;ifmyfatherhadoffendedhim,whydidhenotattackhimpersonally?Oh,no,hewasafraidtoencounterhimfacetoface.” “Idonotcondemnyou,Albert;Ionlyrestrainyou.Actprudently.” “Oh,donotfear;besides,youwillaccompanyme. Beauchamp,solemntransactionsshouldbesanctionedbyawitness. Beforethisdaycloses,ifM.Danglarsisguilty,heshallceasetolive,orIshalldie. Pardieu,Beauchamp,mineshallbeasplendidfuneral!” “Whensuchresolutionsaremade,Albert,theyshouldbepromptlyexecuted.DoyouwishtogotoM.Danglars?Letusgoimmediately.”Theysentforacabriolet. Onenteringthebanker’smansion,theyperceivedthephaetonandservantofM.AndreaCavalcanti. “Ah,parbleu,that’sgood,”saidAlbert,withagloomytone. “IfM.Danglarswillnotfightwithme,Iwillkillhisson–in–law;Cavalcantiwillcertainlyfight.” Theservantannouncedtheyoungman;butthebanker,recollectingwhathadtranspiredthedaybefore,didnotwishhimadmitted. Itwas,however,toolate;Alberthadfollowedthefootman,and,hearingtheordergiven,forcedthedooropen,andfollowedbyBeauchampfoundhimselfinthebanker’sstudy. “Sir,”criedthelatter,“amInolongeratlibertytoreceivewhomIchooseinmyhouse?Youappeartoforgetyourselfsadly.” “No,sir,”saidAlbert,coldly;“therearecircumstancesinwhichonecannot,exceptthroughcowardice,—Iofferyouthatrefuge,—refusetoadmitcertainpersonsatleast.” “Whatisyourerrand,then,withme,sir?” “Imean,”saidAlbert,drawingnear,andwithoutapparentlynoticingCavalcanti,whostoodwithhisbacktowardsthefireplace—”Imeantoproposeameetinginsomeretiredcornerwherenoonewillinterruptusfortenminutes;thatwillbesufficient—wheretwomenhavingmet,oneofthemwillremainontheground.” Danglarsturnedpale;Cavalcantimovedastepforward,andAlbertturnedtowardshim. “Andyou,too,”saidhe,“come,ifyoulike,monsieur;youhaveaclaim,beingalmostoneofthefamily,andIwillgiveasmanyrendezvousofthatkindasIcanfindpersonswillingtoacceptthem.” CavalcantilookedatDanglarswithastupefiedair,andthelatter,makinganeffort,aroseandsteppedbetweenthetwoyoungmen. Albert’sattackonAndreahadplacedhimonadifferentfooting,andhehopedthisvisithadanothercausethanthathehadatfirstsupposed. “Indeed,sir,”saidhetoAlbert,“ifyouarecometoquarrelwiththisgentlemanbecauseIhavepreferredhimtoyou,Ishallresignthecasetotheking’sattorney.” “Youmistake,sir,”saidMorcerfwithagloomysmile;“Iamnotreferringintheleasttomatrimony,andIonlyaddressedmyselftoM.Cavalcantibecauseheappeareddisposedtointerferebetweenus. Inonerespectyouareright,forIamreadytoquarrelwitheveryoneto–day;butyouhavethefirstclaim,M.Danglars.” “Sir,”repliedDanglars,palewithangerandfear,“Iwarnyou,whenIhavethemisfortunetomeetwithamaddog,Ikillit;andfarfromthinkingmyselfguiltyofacrime,IbelieveIdosocietyakindness. Now,ifyouaremadandtrytobiteme,Iwillkillyouwithoutpity. Isitmyfaultthatyourfatherhasdishonoredhimself?” “Yes,miserablewretch!”criedMorcerf,“itisyourfault.”Danglarsretreatedafewsteps.“Myfault?”saidhe;“youmustbemad!WhatdoIknowoftheGrecianaffair?HaveItravelledinthatcountry? DidIadviseyourfathertosellthecastleofYanina—tobetray”— “Silence!”saidAlbert,withathunderingvoice.“No;itisnotyouwhohavedirectlymadethisexposureandbroughtthissorrowonus,butyouhypocriticallyprovokedit.” “I?”“Yes;you!Howcameitknown?” “IsupposeyoureaditinthepaperintheaccountfromYanina?” “Yes.Whowroteforparticularsconcerningmyfather?” “IimagineanyonemaywritetoYanina.” “I,doubtless,wrote.Itappearstomethatwhenabouttomarryyourdaughtertoayoungman,itisrighttomakesomeinquiriesrespectinghisfamily;itisnotonlyaright,butaduty.” “Youwrote,sir,knowingwhatansweryouwouldreceive.” “I,indeed?Iassureyou,”criedDanglars,withaconfidenceandsecurityproceedinglessfromfearthanfromtheinteresthereallyfeltfortheyoungman,“Isolemnlydeclaretoyou,thatIshouldneverhavethoughtofwritingtoYanina,didIknowanythingofAliPasha’smisfortunes.” “Who,then,urgedyoutowrite?Tellme.” “Pardieu,itwasthemostsimplethingintheworld. Iwasspeakingofyourfather’spasthistory. Isaidtheoriginofhisfortuneremainedobscure. ThepersontowhomIaddressedmyscruplesaskedmewhereyourfatherhadacquiredhisproperty?Ianswered,‘InGreece.’—’Then,’saidhe,‘writetoYanina.’” “Nootherthanyourfriend,MonteCristo.” “TheCountofMonteCristotoldyoutowritetoYanina?” “Yes;andIwrote,andwillshowyoumycorrespondence,ifyoulike.” AlbertandBeauchamplookedateachother. “Sir,”saidBeauchamp,whohadnotyetspoken,“youappeartoaccusethecount,whoisabsentfromParisatthismoment,andcannotjustifyhimself.” “Iaccusenoone,sir,”saidDanglars;“Irelate,andIwillrepeatbeforethecountwhatIhavesaidtoyou.” “Doesthecountknowwhatansweryoureceived?” “Didheknowmyfather’sChristiannamewasFernand,andhisfamilynameMondego?” “Yes,Ihadtoldhimthatlongsince,andIdidonlywhatanyotherwouldhavedoneinmycircumstances,andperhapsless. When,thedayafterthearrivalofthisanswer,yourfathercamebytheadviceofMonteCristotoaskmydaughter’shandforyou,Idecidedlyrefusedhim,butwithoutanyexplanationorexposure. Inshort,whyshouldIhaveanymoretodowiththeaffair? HowdidthehonorordisgraceofM.deMorcerfaffectme? Itneitherincreasednordecreasedmyincome.” Albertfeltthebloodmountingtohisbrow;therewasnodoubtuponthesubject. Danglarsdefendedhimselfwiththebaseness,butatthesametimewiththeassurance,ofamanwhospeaksthetruth,atleastinpart,ifnotwholly—notforconscience’sake,butthroughfear.Besides,whatwasMorcerfseeking? ItwasnotwhetherDanglarsorMonteCristowasmoreorlessguilty;itwasamanwhowouldanswerfortheoffence,whethertriflingorserious;itwasamanwhowouldfight,anditwasevidentDanglarswouldnotfight. And,inadditiontothis,everythingforgottenorunperceivedbeforepresenteditselfnowtohisrecollection. MonteCristokneweverything,ashehadboughtthedaughterofAliPasha;and,knowingeverything,hehadadvisedDanglarstowritetoYanina. Theanswerknown,hehadyieldedtoAlbert’swishtobeintroducedtoHaidee,andallowedtheconversationtoturnonthedeathofAli,andhadnotopposedHaidee’srecital(buthaving,doubtless,warnedtheyounggirl,inthefewRomaicwordshespoketoher,nottoimplicateMorcerf’sfather). Besides,hadhenotbeggedofMorcerfnottomentionhisfather’snamebeforeHaidee? Lastly,hehadtakenAlberttoNormandywhenheknewthefinalblowwasnear. Therecouldbenodoubtthatallhadbeencalculatedandpreviouslyarranged;MonteCristothenwasinleaguewithhisfather’senemies. AlberttookBeauchampaside,andcommunicatedtheseideastohim. “Youareright,”saidthelatter;“M.Danglarshasonlybeenasecondaryagentinthissadaffair,anditisofM.deMonteCristothatyoumustdemandanexplanation.”Albertturned. “Sir,”saidhetoDanglars,“understandthatIdonottakeafinalleaveofyou;Imustascertainifyourinsinuationsarejust,andamgoingnowtoinquireoftheCountofMonteCristo.” Hebowedtothebanker,andwentoutwithBeauchamp,withoutappearingtonoticeCavalcanti. Danglarsaccompaniedhimtothedoor,whereheagainassuredAlbertthatnomotiveofpersonalhatredhadinfluencedhimagainsttheCountofMorcerf.