The Count of Monte Cristo

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"This is a gloomy introduction, if I may judge from your pallor and
shuddering, Morrel."

"Oh, yes, very gloomy, my friend. Some one had just died in the house
to which that garden belonged. One of the persons whose conversation
I overheard was the master of the house; the other, the physician. The
former was confiding to the latter his grief and fear, for it was the
second time within a month that death had suddenly and unexpectedly
entered that house which was apparently destined to destruction by some
exterminating angel, as an object of God's anger."

"Ah, indeed?" said Monte Cristo, looking earnestly at the young man, and
by an imperceptible movement turning his chair, so that he remained
in the shade while the light fell full on Maximilian's face. "Yes,"
continued Morrel, "death had entered that house twice within one month."

"And what did the doctor answer?" asked Monte Cristo.