In The Count of Monte Cristo, the dark streets near the Hôtel de Londres lead Franz to a cloaked messenger waiting in silence.
The man confirms his identity with care before delivering a letter from Albert, refusing to follow him inside and insisting on waiting in the street.
Franz takes the letter and returns to the hotel, the messenger’s guarded manner and quiet certainty adding weight to the moment as he prepares to read it.
The message is in hand, and its contents remain unknown.
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Passage
Franz took his hat and went away in haste. He had sent away his carriage with orders for it to fetch him at two o’clock; fortunately the Palazzo Bracciano, which is on one side in the Corso, and on the other in the Square of the Holy Apostles, is hardly ten minutes’ walk from the Hôtel de Londres.
As he came near the hotel, Franz saw a man in the middle of the street. He had no doubt that it was the messenger from Albert. The man was wrapped up in a large cloak. He went up to him, but, to his extreme astonishment, the stranger first addressed him.
“What wants your excellency of me?” inquired the man, retreating a step or two, as if to keep on his guard.
“Are not you the person who brought me a letter,” inquired Franz, “from the Viscount of Morcerf?”
“Your excellency lodges at Pastrini’s hotel?”
“I do.”
“Your excellency is the travelling companion of the viscount?”
“I am.”
“Your excellency’s name——”
“Is the Baron Franz d’Épinay.”
“Then it is to your excellency that this letter is addressed.”
“Is there any answer?” inquired Franz, taking the letter from him.
“Yes—your friend at least hopes so.”
“Come upstairs with me, and I will give it to you.”
“I prefer waiting here,” said the messenger, with a smile.
“And why?”
“Your excellency will know when you have read the letter.”
“Shall I find you here, then?”
“Certainly.”
Franz entered the hotel. On the staircase he met Signor Pastrini. “Well?” said the landlord.
“Well—what?” responded Franz.
“You have seen the man who desired to speak with you from your friend?” he asked of Franz.
“Yes, I have seen him,” he replied, “and he has handed this letter to me. Light the candles in my apartment, if you please.”
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