The Count of Monte Cristo

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"What? That French officer"--

"Yes."

"Fernand?"

"Yes."

"The traitor who surrendered the castle of the man in whose service he
was"--

"Pardon me, my friend, that man was your father!" Albert advanced
furiously towards Beauchamp, but the latter restrained him more by a
mild look than by his extended hand.

"My friend," said he, "here is a proof of it."