"To the dungeon, then," said the corporal.
"Yes; we must put the madman with the madmen." The soldiers seized
Dantes, who followed passively.
He descended fifteen steps, and the door of a dungeon was opened, and
he was thrust in. The door closed, and Dantes advanced with outstretched
hands until he touched the wall; he then sat down in the corner until
his eyes became accustomed to the darkness. The jailer was right; Dantes
wanted but little of being utterly mad.
Chapter 9. The Evening of the Betrothal.
Villefort had, as we have said, hastened back to Madame de Saint-Meran's
in the Place du Grand Cours, and on entering the house found that the
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