Spanish
bonds?”
“My dear
fellow,”
said
Lucien,
“here is
the Count
of
Monte-Cristo,
who will
say to
you, as
the
Italians
do
“‘Denaro e
santita,
Meta della
meta.’
When they
tell me
such
things, I
only shrug
my
shoulders
and say
nothing.”
“But you
were
speaking
of Hayti,”
said
Monte-Cristo.
“Ah,
Hayti! –
that is
quite
another
thing!
Hayti is
the ecarte
of French
stock-jobbing.
They may
like la
bouillotte,
delight in
whist, be
