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MACMILLAN READERS. PRE-INTERMEDIATE LEVEL. ALEXANDRE DUMAS. The Treasure of. Monte Cristo. Retold by John Escott. MACMILLAN. Pre-intermediate level. Points for Understanding Answer Key. The Treasure of Monte Cristo. ALEXANDRE DUMAS. Macmillan Readers. The Treasure of Monte . The Count of Monte Cristo. Alexandre Dumas. Vocabulary: meanings of words from the story. 1 cargo 2 experience 3 confident 4 anchor 5 customs 6 debt 7.

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This frequently happened. Dantes, cast from solitude into the world, frequently experienced an imperious desire for solitude; and what solitude is more complete, or more poetical, than that of a ship floating in isolation on the sea during the obscurity of the night, in the silence of immensity, and under the eye of heaven? Now this solitude was peopled with his thoughts, the night lighted up by his illusions, and the silence animated by his anticipations. When the patron awoke, the vessel was hurrying on with every sail set, and every sail full with the breeze.

They were making nearly ten knots an hour. The Island of Monte Cristo loomed large in the horizon. Two hours afterwards he came on deck, as the boat was about to double the Island of Elba.

They were just abreast of Mareciana, and beyond the flat but verdant Island of La Pianosa. The peak of Monte Cristo reddened by the burning sun, was seen against the azure sky.

Dantes ordered the helmsman to put down his helm, in order to leave La Pianosa to starboard, as he knew that he should shorten his course by two or three knots. Edmond gazed very earnestly at the mass of rocks which gave out all the variety of twilight colors, from the brightest pink to the deepest blue; and from time to time his cheeks flushed, his brow darkened, and a mist passed over his eyes.

Never did gamester, whose whole fortune is staked on one cast of the die, experience the anguish which Edmond felt in his paroxysms of hope. The Young Amelia was first at the rendezvous. In spite of his usual command over himself, Dantes could not restrain his impetuosity.

The island was familiar to the crew of The Young Amelia,—it was one of her regular haunts. As to Dantes, he had passed it on his voyage to and from the Levant, but never touched at it.

He questioned Jacopo. The point was, then, to discover the hidden entrance. It was useless to search at night, and Dantes therefore delayed all investigation until the morning. Besides, a signal made half a league out at sea, and to which The Young Amelia replied by a similar signal, indicated that the moment for business had come.

Then the landing began. Dantes reflected, as he worked, on the shout of joy which, with a single word, he could evoke from all these men, if he gave utterance to the one unchanging thought that pervaded his heart; but, far from disclosing this precious secret, he almost feared that he had already said too much, and by his restlessness and continual questions, his minute observations and evident pre—occupation, aroused suspicions.

Fortunately, as regarded this circumstance at least, his painful past gave to his countenance an indelible sadness, and the glimmerings of gayety seen beneath this cloud were indeed but transitory.

No one had the slightest suspicion; and when next day, taking a fowling—piece, powder, and shot, Dantes declared his intention to go and kill some of the wild goats that were seen springing from rock to rock, his wish was construed into a love of sport, or a desire for solitude. However, Jacopo insisted on following him, and Dantes did not oppose this, fearing if he did so that he might incur distrust. Scarcely, however, had they gone a quarter of a league when, having killed a kid, he begged Jacopo to take it to his comrades, and request them to cook it, and when ready to let him know by firing a gun.

This and some dried fruits and a flask of Monte Pulciano, was the bill of fare. Dantes went on, looking from time to time behind and around about him. Edmond looked at them for a moment with the sad and gentle smile of a man superior to his fellows. At this moment hope makes me despise their riches, which seem to me contemptible. Yet perchance to—morrow deception will so act on me, that I shall, on compulsion, consider such a contemptible possession as the utmost happiness.

Will you do us the honor of passing the rest of the day with us? After bidding him farewell, Albert returned to his mother. She was reclining in a large velvet armchair with her face covered by a veil. Albert, do you think the count is really what he appears to be?

A man of high distinction? He will have the greatest success in Paris. This very morning he made his entry amongst us and struck every man with amazement— even Chateau-Renaud. Thinking her asleep, Albert left the apartment on tiptoe. In Paris, the fashion was to never appear at the opera until after the performance had begun. The first act was played with the noise of opening and shutting doors and the buzz of many conversations. Albert and Chateau-Renaud reached their seats to find the whole audience gazing toward the box formerly owned by the ambassador of Russia.

The young men noticed a man of about forty who was accompanied by a young, beautiful woman dressed in rich magnificence.

She is a poor unfortunate Greek left under my care.

Her name is Haidee. Haidee caught sight of them, uttered a faint cry, and threw herself in her seat. The count returned to Haidee. As soon as she saw him she seized his hand. His fortune was the price of his treachery!

Let us go, I beseech you. I feel it would kill me to remain longer near that dreadful man. Soon, Monte Cristo planned a small dinner party at his new country house in Auteuil. The house had been owned by the de Villefort 69 family. In only a few days, his servant Bertuccio tastefully furnished the house and planted poplars and sycamores to shade different parts of the lawn.

Monsieur de Villefort entered his former home looking disturbed.

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Baptistin announced more guests. Dressed in entirely new clothes, the son advanced into the room smiling. The Cavalcanti are all descended from princes. They have some business with you from what they told me. He went to him. Count for yourself. She is the woman of the garden! And him! Monsieur de Villefort, the royal prosecutor?

Yes, I see him. Life is very stubborn in these lawyers. Calm yourself and count the guests. You forget one of my guests. Look at Monsieur Andrea Cavalcanti, that young man. They passed into the dining room and sat down to a magnificent feast. It was quite gloomy to look at. If the house had not belonged to the father-in-law 72 of the royal prosecutor, one might think it some cursed place where a horrible crime had been committed. It seemed to breathe sadness. I will show it to you and then we will take coffee in the garden.

They began walking through many rooms, all beautifully redecorated. They came to the room that was dark and not redecorated. A 73 declaration should be made before competent authorities. The other guests followed. In it was the skeleton of a newly born infant. Who said it was buried alive? Monte Cristo saw that the two persons for whom he had prepared this scene could bear no more.

The rest of the evening passed quietly. Danglars spent much time talking with the Cavalcantis. He was charmed by the size of their fortune.

He invited the major to ride home in his carriage. Count Andrea called for his own. Just as he placed a polished boot on the carriage step, a hand touched his shoulder. Turning, he saw a strange, sunburned face covered in a beard. Take care or I may become troublesome. I shall look like a retired baker. This is my wish. At the foot of the hill, he dismounted and climbed a winding path.

At the summit, he found a hedge surrounding a little garden.

Monte Cristo stepped back and struck himself against something crouching behind a wheelbarrow. A man of about fifty years rose with an exclamation.

Does it require much study to learn the art of telegraphing? Monte Cristo looked at the machine. They are indeed holidays to me. I plant, trim, prune, and kill insects all day long. Thank you, sir.

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It signals that in five minutes it will speak. I am not likely to do those things. Here are 15, francs. Five thousand to download a little house with two acres of land and the rest to add to your yearly income. The next telegraph man repeated those same signals to be carried to the Minister of the Interior. Don Carlos has fled from Bourges and returned to Spain. The same evening the newspaper reported Don Carlos had returned to Spain. Those who had kept their bonds thought themselves ruined. A telegraphic signal was improperly intercepted because of fog.

This made a loss of 1 million francs to Danglars. The servant announced Monsieur Albert de Morcerf. Beauchamp exclaimed as his friend trampled the newspapers scattered around the room. Here, I brought my copy with me. The Grand Vizier, Ali Tebelen, had possessed the greatest trust in the officer. You will print a denial of the statement, will you not? I will take pains to investigate the matter thoroughly.

I will need three weeks. If I find the statement is false, I will print a denial. When the delay demanded by Beauchamp had nearly expired, Albert was wakened by his servant. The servant announced Beauchamp was waiting to speak to him. After dressing quickly, Albert found Beauchamp pacing the room where the servant had placed him. Here is a proof of it. It was a declaration of four noble men who lived in Yanina. It proved Fernand Mondego had surrendered the castle for 2 million crowns.

Albert tottered and fell into a chair. Do you wish these proofs to be destroyed? How shall I approach my father? My poor mother! Let us walk.

The count was delighted to receive his two friends. Albert accepted the offer, but Beauchamp decided to remain in Paris to watch the papers. As in every spot where the count stopped, all was comfort in Normandy. Life became easy as they went hunting and fishing. They dined overlooking the ocean and took tea in the library. Toward evening on the third day, Albert was sleeping in an armchair near the window.

Suddenly the sound of a horse at high speed woke him. He was surprised to see his own servant. The valet drew a small sealed parcel from his pocket, which contained a newspaper and a letter. Count, I thank you for your hospitality but I must return to Paris.

Quick, he is in a hurry. He has since added to his name a title of nobility and a family name. He now calls himself the Count de Morcerf. Beauchamp explained how he went to the House of Peers. There was a great stir among the usually calm groups of the noble assembly. The count was no favorite with his associates. He had chosen to act extremely self-important in order to maintain his position.

He arrived completely ignorant of the news against him. Eventually, an honorable peer went to the front of the assembly and all became silent. The count did not notice the introduction until he heard the names Yanina and Colonel Fernand. The speaker called for an examination of the facts.

The president put the proposal to a vote and it was decided the examination would take place. All were in their places promptly for the examination. Morcerf entered as the clock struck the last stroke of eight. The count began his defense. He produced documents that proved the chief officer Ali Tebelen had honored Fernand with all his confidence. Ali Tebelen had trusted him to mediate with the emperor on his behalf.

When Morcerf returned to defend his patron, he was dead.

I heard they fell victim to sorrow and poverty. My life was in constant danger. I could not seek them, to my great regret. He claims the honor of being heard. The doorkeeper appeared and behind him walked a female enveloped in a large veil. When she put aside her veil, all could see she was dressed in a Grecian costume and was remarkably beautiful.

I am Haidee, the daughter of Ali Tebelen and Vasiliki, his beloved wife. And the record of the sale of myself and my mother to the slave merchant by the French officer. He sold us for , francs. You are Fernand Mondego. It is you who surrendered the castle of Yanina. It is you who sold my mother and me to the merchant! The count looked around him and then flew from the room like a madman.

Albert held his head in his hands, his face red with shame. Going through his drawers, Albert wrote a list of all his jewels, weapons, china, silver, and bronze pieces. His father got in the carriage and then it drove away. Mercedes was doing the same in her rooms as he had just done. I have come to warn you that I bid farewell to your house. Have I deceived myself? But let us act promptly. He went out half an hour ago.

As the coach stopped at the door, Bertuccio gave Albert a letter. Spare her the trial of poverty. Twenty-four years ago I was betrothed to a lovely girl. I was bringing her gold louis, earned by ceaseless toil.

I buried our treasure under a fig tree in the little garden of the house on the Allees de Meillan in Marseille. This money, which was to provide comfort to the woman I adored, may be devoted to the same use now. Mercedes and Albert did not hear Morcerf return as they read the letter. He hid in a cabinet as they walked down the stairs and out the door.

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He then darted to his bedroom to watch his wife and son drive away. The moment the wheels of the coach crossed the gateway, a shot was heard and thick smoke escaped through the bedroom window. You are, after all, going to marry the rich Mademoiselle Danglars! You take advantage. Trace the plan of the house on paper, my boy. When you go to Auteuil, the house is 96 unprotected. Caderousse carefully began to study the plan he had left on the table.

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The following day, Monte Cristo set out for Auteuil. Shortly after he arrived, Baptistin brought him a letter that warned him that his house was going to be burglarized that very night.

After sunset, he and his servant Ali slipped aside a movable panel in his bedroom and entered a hidden compartment. Near midnight they heard a grinding sound as the intruder cut through a window. Monte Cristo recognized Caderousse. He interrupted the thief while he was attempting to pry open a locked drawer. Caderousse drew a knife from his waistcoat and struck the count in the chest. To 97 his surprise, the knife flew back useless. The count seized his wrist and wrung it until the knife fell from his fingers.

Caderousse put his legs out the window and went down to the ground. As he began a quick slide to the street, a man came out of the shadows. Before Caderousse could defend himself, he was struck in the back. Three blows and the murderer disappeared. It was Benedetto.

You can sign it. He collected all his strength, signed it, and fell back with a groan. He was dead. The daring attempt to rob the count was the topic of discussion in Paris for the next two weeks.

Villefort was preparing his proofs with 98 the same eagerness he exercised in all criminal cases. I sent them to Monsieur de Villefort to examine. At the same instant, guests rushed terrified into the main room. An officer and soldiers had entered the house. Shortly after the night of the arrest, Monte Cristo again directed his coachman to bring him to see Monsieur Danglars. The banker saw the carriage enter the courtyard and advanced to meet him with a sad smile.

Myself, covered with mockery. And my daughter Eugenie has left us to travel! Danglars smiled at the good-natured response of the count. Will you allow me to finish them? Please pay to my order, from my fund, the sum of a million. Baron Danglars. I have already drawn , I will take these five scraps as bonds.

Here is a receipt in full. Danglars could not have experienced more terror. I promised to pay this morning. Monsieur de Monte Cristo has just carried off their 5 million. Monsieur de Boville said nothing, but nodded his head. I shall then be far away. By the next day he was on his way to Rome to do business with the banking house of Thomson and French.

He struck the letter with his right hand. I only needed a murder and here it is. It will be a splendid session! We bring to his widow his sword and cross of honor. It was worth while, truly," added the young man with a melancholy smile, "to make war against the English for ten years, and to die in his bed at last, like everybody else.

If not, why, there would be no promotion; and since you assure me that the cargo—" "Is all safe and sound, M. Morrel, take my word for it; and I advise you not to take 25, francs for the profits of the voyage. Morrel," said Dantes, observing the owner's impatience, "here is your supercargo, M. Danglars, coming out of his cabin, who will furnish you with every particular. As for me, I must look after the anchoring, and dress the ship in mourning.

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