escaped from the bosom of a father abandoned at the same time by
his wife and son. He soon heard the clatter of the iron step of the
hackney-coach, then the coachman's voice, and then the rolling of the
heavy vehicle shook the windows. He darted to his bedroom to see once
more all he had loved in the world; but the hackney-coach drove on and
the head of neither Mercedes nor her son appeared at the window to take
a last look at the house or the deserted father and husband. And at the
very moment when the wheels of that coach crossed the gateway a report
was heard, and a thick smoke escaped through one of the panes of the
window, which was broken by the explosion.
Chapter 93. Valentine.
We may easily conceive where Morrel's appointment was. On leaving Monte
Cristo he walked slowly towards Villefort's; we say slowly, for Morrel
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