Monte Cristo went over and dropped three or four drops of medicine from the small bottle on his purple lips. Caderousse took a deep breath. Oh, he said it was a life-saving medicine, a little more.
Two more drops will kill you, replied the priest.
Oh, I wish someone would let me report that villain to him.
Do you want me to write you a message? You just have to sign a word.
Caderousse said that his eyes immediately lit up at the thought of revenge after death. Monte Cristo wrote that I was killed by Benedetto, a Corsican. He was a prisoner of the Toulon slave ship No.59 and my companion in a chain.
Come on, Caderousse said, or I can’t sign it
Monte Cristo handed the pen to Caderousse. Caderousse signed it and went back to bed. He said that you can dictate the rest. You can say that he called Andre Cavalcanti. He lived in a hotel. Oh, I’m going to die. The priest fainted again. He sniffed the medicine in the small bottle, so he opened his eyes again. The hope of revenge did not give up on him.
Ah, you’ll tell me everything. Will you go to Abbey Pavilion?
Yes, and more will be said.
What else do you want to talk about
I want to say that the plan of this house is that he gave you hope that the count would kill you. I also want to say that he wrote a letter to the count to inform him that you were trying to inform him that the count was not here. I read the letter and sat here waiting for you.
Will he kill his head? Will Caderousse say promise me that? Let me die in that hope, but I will die easily.
I want to say that the count went on to say that he followed you and watched you all the time. When he saw you going from the room, he ran to the corner to hide.
Did you see all that?
Think about my words. If you come home safely, I believe that the emperor has forgiven you and I can forgive you.
And you didn’t warn me, cried Caderousse, propping himself up on his elbow
You knew I was going to be killed as soon as I left this room, and you didn’t warn me.
Because I don’t think the emperor is a fake hand, Benedetto is enforcing his laws. I think it is sacrilegious to violate God’s will.
Farewell to the emperor’s law. The priest’s court is a false emperor. You know many people who should be punished are still at large.
Be patient, the priest said. The dying man shivered in his tone. Be patient.
Caderousse looked at him in astonishment.
Besides, the priest said that the emperor was merciful and he was merciful to you. He was a kind father at first and then became a judge.
So you believe Tiro?
That is, I am poor and poor, so far I don’t believe him, said Monte Cristo, but I must believe you when I see you in this situation
Caderousse raised his clenched fists to the sky.
Listen to the priest, as he said, he stretched out his hand and wounded his head, as if to order him to believe. It seems that you refused to believe in the emperor in your spiritual bed, but the emperor has done many things for you. He gave you health and energy and became a professional friend. This kind of life is really satisfying for people with a stable conscience. He rarely gives so many favors to others, but instead of taking advantage of these blessings, you are lazy and drunk, and you have lost one of your best friends at a time.
Help! cried Caderousse. If I were a doctor and not a priest, maybe I wouldn’t be fatally injured. Maybe I wouldn’t die yet. Maybe they could save my life.
Your injury was fatal. If I hadn’t given you three drops of medicine, you would have died by now. Listen.
Ah Caderousse whispered, how strange you are as a priest. Instead of comforting the dying, you want to make them despair.
Listen, the priest went on, when you sold your friend, the emperor didn’t punish you immediately, but gave you a warning. You were forced by poverty. You were greedy for wealth for half a generation, but you didn’t do anything to seek your excuse. At that time, the emperor created a miracle and gave you a fortune through my hand. That was already very impressive for you, because you had never seen any fortune before, but when you got that unexpected windfall, you felt that it was not enough. You wanted to double it. How to kill people? When you succeeded, the emperor took your property and took you to court.
It occurred to me that it wasn’t me who killed the Jew. Caderousse said it was the Carconte woman.
It was Monte Cristo who said the emperor. I can’t say that he enforced the law for public or private reasons. According to him, you should be put to death, but the emperor mercifully spared your life.
Hum, how merciful it is to send me to a drudge boat to work hard all my life
You were merciful at that time, you damn bastard. Your cowardice trembled at the sight of death. When you heard that you were sentenced to life imprisonment, you jumped with joy. Like a slave of a slave ship, you said that the door led to the slave ship, not to the grave. You were right. Because the door leading to the slave ship was really beneficial to you, an Englishman happened to visit Toulon. He vowed to save two suffering people, and he chose you, your companion. You got a fortune, money and peace. You came back to you. You were destined. If you want to live a prisoner’s life for life, you can live a normal life again. At that time, bitch, you angered the emperor for the third time. At that time, your property was much more than before, but you said that I was not enough. You committed a crime for the third time without any excuse. This time, the emperor was tired of him and punished you.
Caderousse’s breath gradually faded. Give me some water, he said. I am very thirsty. I am on fire. Monte Cristo gave him a glass of water, but that bastard Caderousse of Benedetto returned to the glass and said that he could escape.
I’m telling you, no one can escape Benedetto and he will be punished.
Then you should be punished, too, because you didn’t do your duty as a priest. You should stop Benedetto from killing me.