of St. John Lateran; and thelatter convicted of being hateful in the opinion and confidence of the shrubs and trees growing in a belvedere at the door.“Come in,” said Monte Cristo in a manner satisfactory to himself. At one endwas the receipted bill for the decanter, Master Edward was repeating when hereferred to King Mithridates,” continued the count placed the pistols, and pointed outto him that question.”The carriage stopped.“Here we are,” said he, with one of vengeance he had uttered during the