The Count of Monte Cristo

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you had stolen--that was all."

"Oh, your excellency," returned Bertuccio in deep contempt.

"Or, as you are a Corsican, that you had been unable to resist the
desire of making a 'stiff,' as you call it."

"Yes, my good master," cried Bertuccio, casting himself at the count's
feet, "it was simply vengeance--nothing else."

"I understand that, but I do not understand what it is that galvanizes
you in this manner."

"But, monsieur, it is very natural," returned Bertuccio, "since it was
in this house that my vengeance was accomplished."

"What! my house?"