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Rh stupid brutes, was a slow, pottering pace, kept up with so much difficulty that Madame de Villefort was more than a couple of hours returning to her residence in the Faubourg St. Honoré.

Scarcely had the first congratulations upon her escape been gone through, than she wrote the following letter to Madame Danglars:—

,—I have just been saved from the most imminent danger, by the very Count of Monte-Cristo we were talking about yesterday, but whom I little expected to see today. I remember how unmercifully I laughed at what I considered your enthusiasm; but I now admit that your enthusiastic description of this wonderful man fell far short of his merits. Your horses ran away at Ranelagh as if they were mad, and