Welcome back, everyone to 1001 Stories for the Road.

This is your host and storyteller, John Haggardorn.

Today, Chapter 56.

Andrea Cavalcante

The Count of Monte Cristo entered the adjoining room, which Baptistein had designated as

the drawing-room, and found there a young man of graceful demeanor and elegant appearance, who had

arrived in a cab about half an hour previously.

Bepistin had not found any difficulty in recognizing the person who presented himself

at the door for admittance. He was certainly the tall young man with light hair, red beard, black eyes,

and brilliant complexion, whom his master had so particularly described to him. When the count entered

the room, the young man was carelessly stretched on a sofa, tapping his boot with the gold-headed cane which he

held in his hand. On perceiving the count, he rose quickly. The Count of Monty Cristo, I believe,

said he. Yes, sir, and I think I had the honor of addressing Count Andrea Cavalcante.

Count Andrea Cavalcante, repeated the young man, accompanying his words with a bow.

You are charged with a letter of introduction addressed to me, are you not?

said the Count.

I did not mention that, because the signature seemed to me so strange.

The letter signed,

Sinbad the Sailor, is it not?

Exactly so.

Now, as I have never known any Sinbad, with the exception of the one celebrated in the

thousand and one nights.

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