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MACMILLAN READERS. PRE-INTERMEDIATE LEVEL. ALEXANDRE DUMAS. The Treasure of. Monte Cristo. Retold by John Escott. W MACMILLAN. The Treasure the Monte Cristo - Free download as PDF File .pdf), Text File .txt) or read online for free. THE COUNT OF MONTE CRISTO. 1. Chapter 1 Marseilles -- The Arrival n the 24th of February, , the look-out at. Notre-Dame de la Garde signalled the.

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MACMILLAN READERS. PRE-INTERMEDIATE LEVEL. ALEXANDRE DUMAS. The Treasure of. Monte Cristo. Retold by John Escott. MACMILLAN. Pre-intermediate level. Points for Understanding Answer Key. The Treasure of Monte Cristo. ALEXANDRE DUMAS. Macmillan Readers. The Treasure of Monte . The Count of Monte Cristo. Alexandre Dumas. Vocabulary: meanings of words from the story. 1 cargo 2 experience 3 confident 4 anchor 5 customs 6 debt 7.

So powerful in fact, that was controversial when it was first released. The Catholic Church in France condemned it because of its powerful message it presented the reader. This theme was one of revenge and vengeance. Monte Cristo had two goals- to reward those who were kind to him and his aging father, and to punish those responsible for his imprisonment and suffering. For the latter, he plans slow and painful punishment. To have spent fourteen years barely subsisting in a dungeon demands cruel and prolonged castigation. Setting The Count of Monte Cristo is set within the nineteenth century of France in large and populous cities.

But poor Captain Leclere—" "What happened to him? The young sailor gave a look to see that his orders were promptly and accurately obeyed, and then turned again to the owner. After a long talk with the harbor-master, Captain Leclere left Naples greatly disturbed in mind. In twenty-four hours he was attacked by a fever, and died three days afterwards. We performed the usual burial service, and he is at his rest, sewn up in his hammock with a thirty-six pound shot at his head and his heels, off El Giglio island.

We bring to his widow his sword and cross of honor. It was worth while, truly," added the young man with a melancholy smile, "to make war against the English for ten years, and to die in his bed at last, like everybody else. If not, why, there would be no promotion; and since you assure me that the cargo—" "Is all safe and sound, M.

Morrel, take my word for it; and I advise you not to take 25, francs for the profits of the voyage.

Morrel," said Dantes, observing the owner's impatience, "here is your supercargo, M. Danglars, coming out of his cabin, who will furnish you with every particular. Do you know the writing? A cloud passed over his brow as he read it. This envious person is a real enemy. I was to stop at the Isle of Elba, ask for the grand-marshal, give him a letter, and complete any further instructions they give me. After delivering the letter to the grand-marshal, 17 he gave me a letter to carry on to a person in Paris.

I intended to start for Paris tomorrow. Give me this letter you have brought from Elba and go rejoin your friends. It was taken from me with some others that I see in that packet. Have you shown this letter to anyone? I shall keep you until this evening in the Palais de Justice. Villefort whispered in his ear.

Dantes saluted him and left. Oh my father, must your past career always interfere with my successes? Six hours later, the door opened. By torchlight Dantes saw the glittering sabers and the muskets of four policemen. He was escorted to a carriage waiting outside the main door. Dantes was seated inside between two policemen.

Then the carriage rolled heavily over the stones to the port. A dozen soldiers came out of the guardhouse and formed a passage from the carriage to the port. Can all this force be summoned on my account? He was escorted to a boat and seated between two of the policemen with the other two opposite him.

It is only for political prisoners. I have committed no crime. One of the sailers leaped to shore to secure the boat. His escorts dragged Dantes to the steps that led to the gate of the fortress. There is bread, water, and fresh straw.

That is all a prisoner can wish for. The jailer returned. If you are very well behaved, you will be allowed to walk about and someday you will meet the governor. A month, six months, a year. I wish to see him at once. He was in this chamber two years ago. He returned in an instant with several soldiers. We must put the madman with the madmen. They descended fifteen steps and thrust him through the door of a dungeon. He continued until he lacked the strength to go to the window.

The next day, Dantes felt close to death. In the evening, he heard a hollow sound in the wall. So many disgusting animals lived in the walls that sounds were normal. But this was a continual scratching, as if something was attacking the stones. It lasted nearly three hours and then all was silent.

Some hours later it began again, sounding nearer. Dantes thought some prisoner was striving to gain freedom. Full of hope, he 24 swallowed a few mouthfuls of bread and water. He found himself recovering his strength. Dantes was determined to assist in the work. He moved his bed and broke his water jug into pieces.

Dantes hid two of the sharpest pieces and left the rest on the floor. After the jailer delivered the morning food, he attacked the plaster. Dantes worked on the wall for three days until his jug pieces were broken to bits. Then he convinced the jailer to leave the iron saucepan.

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He used the iron handle to dig at the wall. After three hours of work, Dantes came to a barrier. The iron handle made no impression on the surface. He would need to dig above or under it.

Have pity on me. How long have you been here? This man had been in prison four years longer than he. I will not forget you. Expect me. Through a day and a night there was silence from his neighbor.

The morning after, he heard three knocks. He threw himself on his knees. First, a head, then the shoulders and body of a man appeared. He was a man of small frame with thick, gray eyebrows and a beard down to his chest. He dragged the table beneath the window. The young man obeyed. He managed to slip his head through the top bar of the window for a perfect view.

I sought to form one large Italy instead of allowing it to be split up into many petty districts. I was betrayed and imprisoned. When you pay me a visit in my cell, I will show you my work.

Dantes followed. An old fireplace provided a deep storage area behind a long hearth stone. Faria drew from its hiding place rolls of linen. They were covered with writing in Italian that Dantes could easily read. Attached was a pointed piece of something that was divided at the nib like a regular pen. I made it, as well as this larger knife, out of an old candlestick. I dissolved the soot in a portion of the wine brought to me every Sunday. Dantes possessed a tremendous memory and a quick mind.

At the end of six months he began to speak Spanish, English, and German. After a year Dantes was a new man. He rushed to Faria and found him standing, pale as death with his hands clenched together. Dantes carried him to the bed. Another hour passed before Faria was awake, but he lay helpless.

The next fit will kill me. Tomorrow I have something of great importance to tell you. Faria held out a rolled piece of paper to Dantes. From this day forth, one-half belongs to you. Dantes turned his head away with a sigh. Gold, money, and jewels will be found on raising the twentieth rock from the small creek to the east.

The treasure is in the farthest angle of the second cave. This treasure I leave entirely to him. The last Comte de Spada made me his heir. Faria compelled Dantes to memorize the letter, which he easily did. One night Dantes awoke suddenly. The sound of a pitiful voice reached him. Dantes moved his bed, took up a stone, and rushed into the passage. He found the old man pale with another fit. Dantes fell to his knees, leaning his head on the bed. My son, I bless you!

When daylight came into the dungeon, Dantes saw he was alone with a corpse. He needed to go, for it was time for the jailer to come. Dantes slipped into the secret passageway and listened. He sat next to the body of his friend wrapped in a coarse sack. He passed quickly from despair to a deep desire for life and liberty.

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Since none but the dead pass freely from this dungeon, let me take the place of the dead! He carried the corpse to his own chamber and laid it on his cot. He got inside the sack and sewed it up from the inside. After an agony of waiting, footsteps were heard on the stairs. Summoning all his courage, he held his breath. Two grave diggers entered, while another held a torch at the door. The two men each took the sack by its edges.

The men carried Dantes on a stretcher. He felt the fresh night air. The grave diggers carried him twenty paces, then stopped and put the stretcher on the ground. Dantes heard something heavy laid down beside him and at the same time a cord was tightened around his feet. The men picked him up again and advanced fifty more paces. Three, and away!

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He entered the ice-cold water, dragged to the depths by a thirty-six-pound weight tied to his feet. He bent his body and desperately cut the cord that bound his legs to the weight. He rose to the surface, took a breath, and dived again to avoid being seen. How could he find his way in the darkness? Dantes noticed the lighthouse of Plenier before him like a brilliant star.

By keeping this light on his right, he knew he would find Tiboulen a little to the left. His captivity had taken away nothing of his power. He was still a master swimmer. An hour 37 passed as Dantes continued to split the waves, excited by the feeling of freedom.

Before him rose a mass of rocks that was the Isle of Tiboulen. Dantes rose, advanced a few steps, and stretched out on the granite. He fell into the deep sleep of one worn by fatigue. When Dantes awoke, he knew he had to find a way to escape those who would search for him. As Dantes uttered a prayer, he saw a small boat skimming like a bird over the sea.

His eyes searched the rocks of the island and found some wreckage of a fishing vessel.

Dantes swam to the cap and then seized one of the beams that floated near it. He set out to reach the path the boat was taking.

When he came closer to the boat, he used the last of his strength to rise half out of the water and shout. His arms and legs grew stiff, and he was almost breathless. He felt himself sink. The water passed over his head, and he fainted. You have saved my life and I thank you. Leave me at the first port and I shall be sure to find work.

Dantes guided the swift boat so skillfully that the captain asked him to join the crew. A sailor named Jacopo gave him a shirt, a pair of trousers, a piece of bread, and something to drink. It was February 28, Dantes was nineteen when he entered the prison.

He was thirty-three when he escaped. Dantes went to the barber to have his beard and hair cut.

He smiled when he saw himself. It would be impossible for anyone to recognize him, for he did not recognize himself! The smuggling vessel lost little time in port. The captain needed only a week to fill the boat with muslims, cotton, English powder, and tobacco. They set sail again. In the next two and a half months, Dantes formed an acquaintance with all of the smugglers on the coast.

Dantes passed the Isle of Monte Cristo twenty times with no opportunity to land there. If successful, the profit would be enormous. It was vital to find a neutral place on which the exchange could be made. The patron proposed the Isle of Monte Cristo. He entered caves paved with emeralds, where rubies covered the walls and diamonds sparkled on the ceilings. Dantes filled his pockets with the gems, only to find them change to pebbles when he pulled them out again.

The trip was smooth and quick. They arrived at night and went on land the next day. Jacopo insisted on following him, so Dantes quickly killed a goat and asked Jacopo to take it back to be prepared. Making his way alone between two walls of rock, Dantes thought he 41 could see marks on certain rocks that were made by man. Dantes sprang from rock to rock, catching the attention of his shipmates. He slipped his foot off the edge of a rock and fell from their view.

They all rushed to where he lay bleeding. Dantes convinced them he was not physically able to leave. Return when you can. As soon as the vessel was out of sight, Dantes rose, limber as the island goats. Using the pickax and powder from his gun, the treasure-seeker uncovered a square flagstone with an iron ring.

He lifted the stone and went down the steps he found under it. Dantes passed through the first cave, remembering that the treasure was in the 42 farthest angle of the second opening. The second cave was lower and gloomier. Dantes advanced to the corner and attacked the ground with the pickax. He struck against iron. More frantic digging revealed an oak chest with steel trim.

The crest of the Spada family was engraved on the lid. Dantes inserted the sharp end of the pickax between the chest and the lid and pressed with all his strength.

The fastenings burst open and three compartments stood before him. Bars of unpolished gold were stacked in the second. Dantes grasped handfuls of diamonds, pearls, and rubies from the third.

They sounded like hail against glass as he let them fall back on one another in the chest. Dantes saw daylight disappearing and left the cave. He ate a piece of biscuit and some wine for his supper. He snatched a few hours of sleep near the mouth of the cave. This done, he impatiently waited for the return of his companions. On the sixth day, the smugglers returned.

When the Young Amelia arrived at Leghorn, Dantes visited a dealer of precious stones. He sold four of his smallest diamonds for 5, francs each.

The following day, Dantes presented Jacopo with a new vessel and money to hire a suitable 44 crew and supplies. He said his new wealth was from an inheritance. Dantes charged Jacopo with an errand. Jacopo was to sail directly to Marseille and inquire after an old man named Louis Dantes and a young female named Mercedes, who lived in the Catalan village. The next day, Jacopo left.

He had directions to rejoin Dantes at the island of Monte Cristo after his errand. Dantes departed for Genoa and bought a yacht there after being struck by its beauty and capability.

He sailed the yacht to Monte Cristo. The isle was deserted, and his treasure was just as he had left it. The following morning, Dantes began moving his riches to the yacht. By nightfall, the whole of his immense wealth was stored in secret compartments.

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A mournful answer was brought back to Dantes. Old Dantes was dead and Mercedes had disappeared. He coolly presented an English passport he had downloadd in Leghorn to the port officers. Under the name Lord Wilmore, Dantes entered the town of his youth.

In these disguises, he gathered information about his friends and his foes. He discovered Monsieur Morrel had pleaded for Dantes twenty times before Monsieur de 46 Villefort and had tried to help old Dantes.

Morrel had been mistreated for his efforts and was on the edge of ruin after losing five ships in two years. Dressed in a bright blue frock coat and light yellow trousers, Dantes hurried to the Morrel house.

Instead of the feeling of life, comfort, and happiness that had once filled the air there, Dantes sensed sadness and gloom. Where once there had been many clerks bustling with work, only two remained. The other was an old one-eyed cashier named Cocles.

Monsieur Morrel offered a seat to the stranger and took his own chair behind a table upon which rested a large accounting ledger. Will you pay promptly? This only increases my desire to serve you. Do you wish time to pay?

How long a delay do you wish for? Adieu, mademoiselle! On August 20, he took a seat in the mail coach to Paris. As a last chance Morrel had thought of Danglars, who was now very rich.

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If Danglars was willing merely to give his word for a loan, Morrel was saved. On his arrival home, Morrel said not one harsh word. He embraced his weeping wife and daughter and went to his private room. On the morning of September 5, a man brought a letter to Julie. It concerns the best interests of your father. Ask the porter for the key to the room on the fifth floor. Enter it and take from the fireplace mantel a red silk purse.

Give it to your father. Remember your oath. She showed him the letter. He wrote letters to those he loved most. Monsieur 51 52 Morrel placed the muzzle of a pistol between his teeth.

He heard his daughter cry out. The pistol fell from his hand. She held out a red silk purse. Morrel took the purse. Monsieur Morrel was marveling at the contents when Emmanuel entered. They say she is now coming into port! In an instant they were among the crowd on the pier. It precisely resembled the other Pharaon and was loaded with the same profitable goods.

Captain Gaumand was giving orders on deck. As Morrel and his son embraced on the pier, a man with his face disguised by a black beard watched the scene with delight. The man once again looked toward Morrel. I have rewarded the good, now to punish the wicked!

Their son, Albert, lived in a pavilion situated in a corner of the Morcerf court. On the morning of May 21, , preparation was being made in the pavilion for visitors. It is the hour I told the count. Since then, who knows where he may have gone! I will tell you something about my guest. I was informed I was a prisoner until I paid the sum of 4, Roman crowns.

I had not above 1, left. I wrote to Franz that if he did not come with the money before six, I would be killed. The chief of the bandits, Luigi Vampa, would have kept his word. His name is the Count of Monte Cristo. There is half-past ten striking, Albert. He advanced smiling into the center of the room. Albert held out his hand to him and introduced the other men. They passed into the breakfast room. I beg you to excuse anything in me that is too Turkish, too Italian, or too Arabian.

I gave him some gold coins for it. In gratitude Vampa gave me a dagger with a hilt that he had carved himself.

I might have handed him over to the Rome justice, but I did not. I let them depart with the simple condition that they should respect myself and my friends. I sent my valet here a week ago. He knows my tastes and wants. This paper has the address of my new abode. At half-past two, Debray rose from his seat. Au revoir, gentlemen. Are you coming, Morrel? The men left, leaving Monte Cristo alone with Albert.

The count and countess desire to thank you in person. Monte Cristo stopped before it. It was a young woman of twenty-six with lustrous eyes. She wore the costume of a Catalan fisherwoman in black and red. Monte Cristo gazed intently at the picture. So, my mother gave it to me for my rooms.

Another door opened on the other side of the room and the Count of Monte Cristo found himself opposite to the Count de Morcerf. Although younger, the Count de Morcerf looked at least fifty. His black mustache and eyebrows looked strange with his almost white hair. Monte Cristo turned hastily and saw Madame de Morcerf at the entrance of the room.

She stood pale and motionless. She smiled. Will you do us the honor of passing the rest of the day with us? After bidding him farewell, Albert returned to his mother. She was reclining in a large velvet armchair with her face covered by a veil. Albert, do you think the count is really what he appears to be? A man of high distinction? He will have the greatest success in Paris. This very morning he made his entry amongst us and struck every man with amazement— even Chateau-Renaud. Thinking her asleep, Albert left the apartment on tiptoe.

In Paris, the fashion was to never appear at the opera until after the performance had begun. The first act was played with the noise of opening and shutting doors and the buzz of many conversations. Albert and Chateau-Renaud reached their seats to find the whole audience gazing toward the box formerly owned by the ambassador of Russia. The young men noticed a man of about forty who was accompanied by a young, beautiful woman dressed in rich magnificence.

She is a poor unfortunate Greek left under my care. Her name is Haidee. Haidee caught sight of them, uttered a faint cry, and threw herself in her seat. The count returned to Haidee. As soon as she saw him she seized his hand. His fortune was the price of his treachery!

Let us go, I beseech you. I feel it would kill me to remain longer near that dreadful man. Soon, Monte Cristo planned a small dinner party at his new country house in Auteuil. The house had been owned by the de Villefort 69 family. In only a few days, his servant Bertuccio tastefully furnished the house and planted poplars and sycamores to shade different parts of the lawn. Monsieur de Villefort entered his former home looking disturbed.

Baptistin announced more guests.

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