"Ah, yes," said the factitious abbe, who began to understand; "and what name does the young man bear meanwhile?" "Andrea Cavalcanti." "Is it, then, that young man whom my friend the Count of Monte Cristo has received into his house, and who is going to marry Mademoiselle Danglars?" "Exactly." "And you suffer that, you wretch--you, who know his life and his crime?" "Why should I stand in a comrade's way?" said Caderousse. "You are right; it is not you who should apprise M. Danglars, it is I."
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