allow him to win your daughter!
Count, this is not like you! I cannot understand it!"

"Helena," returned Monte-Cristo, "this poor young man has been maligned,
falsely accused by persons inimical to him."

The Superior of the Order of Sisters of Refuge slowly but firmly shook
her head, looking the while at the Count and his daughter with an
expression of deep sympathy and compassion upon her noble countenance.

"You have been deceived, imposed upon, Edmond," she rejoined. "There can
be no doubt whatever as to the young man's terrible and damning guilt.
Besides, my assertion admits of immediate verification and proof.
Massetti's unfortunate victim, the beautiful peasant girl Annunziata
Solara, is now an inmate of this institution whither she dragged herself
when overcome by shame and suffering of the keenest description,
seeking to find here an asylum and a cloister where prying eyes could
not find her out and where the venomous tongue of scandal could not tear
open her wounds and set them to bleeding afresh. She is a member of our
Order, has devoted the rest of her days to the achievement of good
actions and the raising up of the fallen and betrayed of her sex.
Annunziata Solara is here, almost within sound of my voice, and will,
though with reluctance I am convinced, confirm every word I have uttered
relative to her cowardly and villainous abductor!"

"To hold an interview with this unfortunate creature is what has brought
me here with Zuleika and my friends the Morrels," said the Count. "Of
course, I wished to see you, Helena, and enjoy once again the pleasure
of your society," he added, his agreeable smile accompanying his words.

The Superior bowed gracefully and arose.

"I can understand then your anxiety to see and speak with Annunziata at
the earliest possible moment. Therefore, I will immediately summon her
to this apartment where the desired interview can take place without
delay."

As she uttered these words Mme. de Rancogne hastened from the salon,
shortly afterwards returning with the former flower-girl of the Piazza
del Popolo in Rome.

Annunziata stood for an instant in the centre of the apartment, gazing
inquiringly at the visitors, for Mme. de Rancogne had not informed her
of their business, preferring that Monte-Cristo in his wisdom and
experience should conduct the interview and develop his wishes in his
own peculiar fashion.

The Count and Maximilian gazed at old Pasquale Solara's daughter