[Count of Monte Cristo] Love and hatred

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In a dark corner, Caderousse complained to Danglars dissatisfiedly, "Why did you expose Edmond to the sheriff, they could have escaped."

"You came to tell me they were going to escape, didn't you?" Danglars raised his eyebrows.

"No, that's because you told me that something was going to happen tonight, and asked me to pay attention to Mai Tess's movements, and then report to you..." Caderousse pondered for a while, "Did you expect that Edmund would Run away, it's impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible," Danglars said, turning a bag full of silver coins in his hand twice, and seeing the greedy light in Caderousse's eyes, he poured all the silver coins into his hand , "Edmund is a traitor, so he must run away, and I did expect it."

"All this money is mine?" asked Caderousse incredulously.

"Of course it's yours, it's Edmund you reported," Danglars said maliciously.

"No, I didn't..." Caderousse wanted to push back the hot silver coins, but immediately realized that he couldn't do it at all.

"Is there any difference if you report it directly to the sheriff, or if you tell me and I pass it on to the sheriff?" Danglars said with a sneer, "you know very well that I will do this, because I am an escort. , and impartiality is the quality of an escort. Now, my friend, take your money, it's yours, but keep it out of sight."

Caderousse obediently put the money into his pocket, and after another flash of lightning, he disappeared in the curtain woven by the torrential rain.

Danglars snorted coldly, turned and walked back.He gave Caderousse all the rewards offered by the sheriff, and kept nothing.But he didn't feel bad at all, because it was a pretty good deal.Once Caderousse accepted the money obtained by betraying Edmond, the insider's mouth was closed forever.

And he himself will get far greater benefits than this.

In fact, he never expected Edmund to escape.Let Caderousse stay there, the original intention is to catch the "adultery" between Maisette and Fernand, but unexpectedly, there is an unexpected harvest.

Let Edmund escape?

No!He would never allow such a thing to happen, because no one knew better than him that Edmund was innocent.If one day Edmund washes away his grievances, or returns directly to seek revenge, he will not end well.

It would be different if Edmund rotted in prison.In that case, he can enjoy the life of the captain with peace of mind without any worries.

Thinking of this, Danglars couldn't help but twitched a cold smile.

a few hours later.

The third long night of Plum Tess' arrival in this strange age finally comes to an end.

After settling Mr. Dantès, she walked out of the storm-baptized Mayland Lane.Seagulls circled the sky again, but their calls sounded more like whimpers and sighs.

After finding out the address of acting prosecutor Villefort, she hurried to his mansion, but was told by the servant that their master had gone away.

Plum Tess certainly didn't believe their words.Villefort's house happened to be next to the court, and she sat on the stone steps of the court, waiting unwillingly.In fact, having found Villefort, should he be questioned, or beseeched?Even she didn't think about it, but most importantly, she must see him!

It wasn't until she met Mr. Morel who came with the same purpose that she confirmed that what the servants said was true, and that the acting prosecutor had indeed rushed to Paris overnight in a carriage.

Yes, Paris.That city carried too many memories of her.But it was impossible for her to catch up to Paris, not to mention whether all the money she had was enough for carriage and hotel expenses, even if she did get there, she would not be introduced to her, and she would not see Villefort.

What's more, Edmund's father still needs to be taken care of.

"Don't worry, the prosecutor at the court is my friend and maybe he'll figure it out," Morell said.

They waited until the afternoon, when the prosecutor came back from the Palace of Justice in Aix-en-Provence.

The prosecutor, who was acquainted with Morell, was a good man, but at this time he expressed that he could not help, "If I hadn't happened to be on a business trip when the letter of complaint was sent, maybe I could be of help. But now the case is Villefort's. It’s done, I can’t interfere, sorry.”

Morel is a local big ship owner, very prestigious in Marseilles.In a few days he visited all the powerful friends of his acquaintance, but those who heard of Edmund's case with Napoleon were afraid to avoid it.Therefore, Morel was disappointed every time.

Even so, he still did not forget to comfort May Tess, "Don't give up hope, May Tess, there may be another way." But when he said this, maybe even he himself felt doubts.

Plum Tess nodded.What else could she do but wait?After all, here she is just a penniless fisherman's girl, powerless to change anything, people can't escape the times.

What annoys her is the unfriendly eyes of the Catalan villagers.

Most of the people in the Catalan village spoke Spanish, so Melissa couldn't understand what they were saying.But from their demeanor, their tone of voice, she could tell how unwelcome she was here.Even the two women who helped her dress up on the wedding day met her as strangers.

Mei Tess remembered Fernand's words that interbreeding is a sacred law of the Catalans.She knew that was 300 years ago, but even now, interbreeding is still a local custom.

They must have thought that Mei Tess insisted on marrying a foreigner, which caused Edmund's misfortune.But they don't understand that it is precisely this proud tradition that makes their group gradually decline.

Mei Tess thought that she didn't belong here, and there was no need to pay attention to their attitudes, so she simply stayed at Old Dantès' house most of the time during the day.

The lonely old man and desperate father desperate for comfort, his only son imprisoned in the Château d'If.For a father, there is nothing more painful than this.

However, the messages that Maisie Tess brought back from Mr. Morel frequently disappointed him.

She didn't want to lie to deceive him, because false hope often caused more damage later.But she had to do something, just to make him feel better.

Therefore, she half-kneeled beside the old man and begged, "Father, please treat me as your daughter." She said this completely from the bottom of her heart, perhaps because she was moved by the father-son relationship between him and Edmund , Mr. Dantès always overlaps with her father's old age in her fantasy these days.

At first the old man was firmly against it. He didn't want to be a burden to Plum Tess, let alone this fruitless marriage, but Plum Tess insisted.

Finally, old Dantes nodded.And since that day, his mental state has finally improved slightly.

The misfortune is that their property is being spent at a speed visible to the naked eye. Most of the salary Edmund earned from going to sea this time is spent on the wedding, and if the silver crowns in the plum and Tess box are not used sparingly, It will also bottom out soon.

Morel tried to help them financially, but both Mei Tess and old Dantès resolutely refused Mr. Morel's funding for various reasons.Edmund's business was enough to bother him, and they must not go on bothering people about money.

Because of this, Mei Tess decided to go out to work.

As she wandered the bustling streets of Marseille, the only theater in the city caught her eye.There was indeed a recruitment there, but when she saw those dancers with heavy makeup lifting their skirts and teasing the men who threw money at them, she finally couldn't bear it anymore and rushed out of the theater. Her dignity would never allow her to do that.

In this era, the status of so-called artists is still very low.Probably except for those high-end theaters where celebrities come and go, performers are always at the bottom of society.

However, she couldn't think of anything else she was good at.In the past, the fisher girls simply wove flax nets for money, but that skill belonged to the original Plum Tess.

She was depressed by a deep sense of powerlessness.She was highly educated and what she had learned was 200 years ahead of its time.She had naively thought that anyone with this knowledge could go back to the past and do a lot, but she was wrong

——Those so-called knowledge are just theories, and the practice of theory requires capital, which is what she can't afford now.

When Mei Tess passed by the Reserve Restaurant in a daze, Papa Bonfil greeted her on his own initiative.He sympathized with what had happened to Edmund, so when she spoke of her plight, Papa Bonfil offered her to be his waitress.

Plum Tess agreed with gratitude.Although the income is not much, at least she has a source of income, and being a waitress does not require any skills.

In this way, Mai Tess, while working in the restaurant, waited for news from Mr. Morel.Because Edmund was sincere and kind, everyone took good care of her.

Until one day when she was serving a jug of Lamargue to a guest, she overheard a terrible news.

Trembling, she filled the wine glasses for the guests, and then hurried out of the hotel amidst a look of astonishment.As she ran, she formed a bold and risky solution in her mind. Maybe Edmund would be saved!

It wasn't until she couldn't run anymore that Mei Tess stopped to breathe heavily to calm her frantic heartbeat.The guest's words just now seem to be still echoing in her ears.

——"The Demon King of Corsica is back!"