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第500章

"That I may be sure I have the right man.""Yes, it is indeed he.Five millions -- a pretty sum, eh, Peppino?""Hush -- here is our man!" The clerk seized his pen, and Peppino his beads; one was writing and the other praying when the door opened.Danglars looked radiant with joy; the banker accompanied him to the door.Peppino followed Danglars.

According to the arrangements, the carriage was waiting at the door.The guide held the door open.Guides are useful people, who will turn their hands to anything.Danglars leaped into the carriage like a young man of twenty.The cicerone reclosed the door, and sprang up by the side of the coachman.Peppino mounted the seat behind.

"Will your excellency visit St.Peter's?" asked the cicerone.

"I did not come to Rome to see," said Danglars aloud; then he added softly, with an avaricious smile, "I came to touch!" and he rapped his pocket-book, in which he had just placed a letter.

"Then your excellency is going" --

"To the hotel."

"Casa Pastrini!" said the cicerone to the coachman, and the carriage drove rapidly on.Ten minutes afterwards the baron entered his apartment, and Peppino stationed himself on the bench outside the door of the hotel, after having whispered something in the ear of one of the descendants of Marius and the Gracchi whom we noticed at the beginning of the chapter, who immediately ran down the road leading to the Capitol at his fullest speed.Danglars was tired and sleepy; he therefore went to bed, placing his pocketbook under his pillow.Peppino had a little spare time, so he had a game of mora with the facchini, lost three crowns, and then to console himself drank a bottle of Orvieto.

The next morning Danglars awoke late, though he went to bed so early; he had not slept well for five or six nights, even if he had slept at all.He breakfasted heartily, and caring little, as he said, for the beauties of the Eternal City, ordered post-horses at noon.But Danglars had not reckoned upon the formalities of the police and the idleness of the posting-master.The horses only arrived at two o'clock, and the cicerone did not bring the passport till three.All these preparations had collected a number of idlers round the door of Signor Pastrini's; the descendants of Marius and the Gracchi were also not wanting.The baron walked triumphantly through the crowd, who for the sake of gain styled him "your excellency." As Danglars had hitherto contented himself with being called a baron, he felt rather flattered at the title of excellency, and distributed a dozen silver coins among the beggars, who were ready, for twelve more, to call him "your highness.""Which road?" asked the postilion in Italian."The Ancona road," replied the baron.Signor Pastrini interpreted the question and answer, and the horses galloped off.Danglars intended travelling to Venice, where he would receive one part of his fortune, and then proceeding to Vienna, where he would find the rest, he meant to take up his residence in the latter town, which he had been told was a city of pleasure.

He had scarcely advanced three leagues out of Rome when daylight began to disappear.Danglars had not intended starting so late, or he would have remained; he put his head out and asked the postilion how long it would be before they reached the next town."Non capisco" (do not understand), was the reply.Danglars bent his head, which he meant to imply, "Very well." The carriage again moved on."I will stop at the first posting-house," said Danglars to himself.

He still felt the same self-satisfaction which he had experienced the previous evening, and which had procured him so good a night's rest.He was luxuriously stretched in a good English calash, with double springs; he was drawn by four good horses, at full gallop; he knew the relay to be at a distance of seven leagues.What subject of meditation could present itself to the banker, so fortunately become bankrupt?

Danglars thought for ten minutes about his wife in Paris;another ten minutes about his daughter travelling with Mademoiselle d'Armilly; the same period was given to his creditors, and the manner in which he intended spending their money; and then, having no subject left for contemplation, he shut his eyes, and fell asleep.Now and then a jolt more violent than the rest caused him to open his eyes; then he felt that he was still being carried with great rapidity over the same country, thickly strewn with broken aqueducts, which looked like granite giants petrified while running a race.But the night was cold, dull, and rainy, and it was much more pleasant for a traveller to remain in the warm carriage than to put his head out of the window to make inquiries of a postilion whose only answer was "Non capisco."Danglars therefore continued to sleep, saying to himself that he would be sure to awake at the posting-house.The carriage stopped.Danglars fancied that they had reached the long-desired point; he opened his eyes and looked through the window, expecting to find himself in the midst of some town, or at least village; but he saw nothing except what seemed like a ruin, where three or four men went and came like shadows.Danglars waited a moment, expecting the postilion to come and demand payment with the termination of his stage.He intended taking advantage of the opportunity to make fresh inquiries of the new conductor; but the horses were unharnessed, and others put in their places, without any one claiming money from the traveller.Danglars, astonished, opened the door; but a strong hand pushed him back, and the carriage rolled on.The baron was completely roused."Eh?" he said to the postilion, "eh, mio caro?"This was another little piece of Italian the baron had learned from hearing his daughter sing Italian duets with Cavalcanti.But mio caro did not reply.Danglars then opened the window.

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