The Count of Monte Cristo
on page 378 in the abridged version who is the lion and how has he been "tamed"
" the lion has been tamed; the avenger has been vanquished" (378)
" the lion has been tamed; the avenger has been vanquished" (378)
this is pagr 378 in my copy of the book...... do you have a chapter # available?
......places in the Palazzo Rospoli had recalled to Franz the
conversation he had overheard the preceding evening in the
ruins of the Colosseum between the mysterious unknown and
the Transteverin, in which the stranger in the cloak had
undertaken to obtain the freedom of a condemned criminal;
and if this muffled-up individual proved (as Franz felt sure
he would) the same as the person he had just seen in the
Teatro Argentino, then he should be able to establish his
identity, and also to prosecute his researches respecting
him with perfect facility and freedom. Franz passed the
night in confused dreams respecting the two meetings he had
already had with his mysterious tormentor, and in waking
speculations as to what the morrow would produce. The next
day must clear up every doubt; and unless his near neighbor
and would-be friend, the Count of Monte Cristo, possessed
the ring of Gyges, and by its power was able to render
himself invisible, it was very certain he could not escape
this time. Eight o'clock found Franz up and dressed, while
Albert, who had not the same motives for early rising, was
still soundly asleep. The first act of Franz was to summon
his landlord, who presented himself with his accustomed
obsequiousness. "Pray, Signor Pastrini," asked Franz, "is not some execution
appointed to take place to-day?" "Yes, your excellency; but if your reason for inquiry is
that you may procure a window to view it from, you are much
too late." "Oh, no," answered Franz, "I had no such intention; and even
if I had felt a wish to witness the spectacle, I might have
done so from Monte Pincio -- could I not?" "Ah!" exclaimed mine host, "I did not think it likely your
excellency would have chosen to mingle with such a rabble as
are always collected on that hill, which, indeed, they
consider as exclusively belonging to themselves." "Very possibly I may not go," answered Franz; "but in case I
feel disposed, give me some particulars of to-day's
executions." "What particulars would your excellency like to hear?" "Why, the number of persons condemned to suffer, their
names, and description of the death they are to die." "That happens just lucky, your excellency! Only a few
minutes ago they brought me the tavolettas."