"Then I did not kill him?"
"Really, I think you are going mad, good Bertuccio," said the count.
"Then he is not dead?"
"No; you see plainly he is not dead. Instead of striking between the
sixth and seventh left ribs, as your countrymen do, you must have struck
higher or lower, and life is very tenacious in these lawyers, or rather
there is no truth in anything you have told me--it was a fright of the
imagination, a dream of your fancy. You went to sleep full of thoughts
of vengeance; they weighed heavily upon your stomach; you had the
nightmare--that's all. Come, calm yourself, and reckon them up--M.
and Madame de Villefort, two; M. and Madame Danglars, four; M.
de Chateau-Renaud, M. Debray, M. Morrel, seven; Major Bartolomeo
Cavalcanti, eight."
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