1001 Stories For The Road
THE COUNT OF MONTE CRISTO (CHAP,117) THE FIFTH OF OCTOBER (FINAL CHAPTER)
16 Jan 2026
Chapter 1: What is the main topic discussed in this episode?
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Chapter 2: What makes The Count of Monte Cristo a classic novel?
Welcome back, everyone, to 1001 Stories for the Road. This is your host and storyteller, John Hagedorn. Today, the final chapter from The Count of Monte Cristo. Chapter 117 The Fifth of October It was about six o'clock in the evening, an opal-colored light, through which an autumnal sun shed its golden rays, descended on the blue ocean.
Chapter 3: How did Alexandre Dumas achieve commercial success?
the heat of the day had gradually decreased and a light breeze arose, seeming like the respiration of nature on awakening from the burning siesta of the south. A delicious zephyr played along the coasts of the Mediterranean and wafted from shore to shore the sweet perfume of plants mingled with the fresh smell of the sea.
A light yacht, chaste and elegant in its form, was gliding amidst the first dews of night over the immense lake, extending from Gibraltar to the Dardanelles, and from Tunis to Venice. The vessel resembled a swan with its wings open towards the wind, gliding on the water. It advanced swiftly and gracefully, leaving behind it a glittering stretch of foam.
Chapter 4: What are the major themes explored in The Count of Monte Cristo?
By degrees the sun disappeared behind the western horizon, but as though to prove the truth of the fanciful ideas in heathen mythology, its indiscreet rays reappeared on the summit of every wave, as if the god of fire had just sunk upon the bosom of Amphitredi, who in vain endeavored to hide her lover beneath her azure mantle.
The yacht moved rapidly on, though there did not appear to be sufficient wind to ruffle the curls on the head of a young girl. Standing on the prow was a tall man, of dark complexion, who saw with dilating eyes that they were approaching a dark mass of land in the shape of a cone, which rose from the midst of the waves like the hat of a Catalan. "'Is that Monte Cristo?'
asked the traveller, to whose orders the yacht was for the time submitted in a melancholy voice.
Chapter 5: How did Dumas's lifestyle impact his financial situation?
"'Yes, Your Excellency,' said the captain. "'We have reached it.' "'We have reached it,' repeated the traveller, in an accent of indescribable sadness. Then he added, in a low tone, "'Yes, that is the haven.' And then he again plunged into a train of thought, the character of which was better revealed by a sad smile than it would have been by tears."
Chapter 6: What is the significance of Château de Monte-Cristo in Dumas's life?
A few minutes afterwards a flash of light, which was extinguished instantly, was seen on the land, and the sound of firearms reached the yacht. "'Your Excellency,' said the captain, "'that was the land signal. Will you answer yourself?' "'What signal?' The captain pointed towards the island, up the side of which ascended a volume of smoke, increasing as it rose.
Chapter 7: How did Dumas's travels influence his later works?
"'Ah, yes,' he said, as if awakening from a dream. "'Give it to me.' The captain gave him a loaded carbine. The traveller slowly raised it, and fired in the air. Ten minutes afterwards the sails were furled, and they cast anchor about a hundred fathoms from the little harbour.
Chapter 8: What were the circumstances surrounding Dumas's death?
The gig was already lowered, and in it were four oarsmen and a coxswain. The traveller descended, and instead of sitting down at the stern of the boat, which had been decorated with a blue carpet for his accommodation, stood up with his arms crossed. The rowers awaited, their oars half lifted out of the water, like birds drying their wings. "'Give way,' said the traveler.
The eight oars fell into the sea simultaneously without splashing a drop of water, and the boat, yielding to the impulsion, glided forward. In an instant they found themselves in a little harbor formed in a natural creek. The boat grounded on the fine sand." "'Will Your Excellency be so good as to mount the shoulders of two of our men? They will carry you ashore.'
The young man answered this invitation with a gesture of indifference, and stepped out of the boat. The sea immediately rose to his waist. "'Ah, Your Excellency,' murmured the pilot, "'you should not have done so. Our master will scold us for it.' The young man continued to advance, following the sailors, who chose a firm footing." THIRTY STRIDES BROUGHT THEM TO DRY LAND.
THE YOUNG MAN STAMPED ON THE GROUND TO SHAKE OFF THE WET, AND LOOKED AROUND FOR SOMEONE TO SHOW HIM HIS ROAD, FOR IT WAS QUITE DARK. JUST AS HE TURNED, A HAND RESTED ON HIS SHOULDER, AND A VOICE WHICH MADE HIM SHUTTER, EXCLAIMED, GOOD EVENING, MAXIMILIAN. YOU ARE PUNCTUAL. THANK YOU.
AH, IT IS YOU, COUNT, SAID THE YOUNG MAN, IN AN ALMOST JOYFUL ACCENT, PRESSING MONTY CRISTO'S HAND WITH BOTH HIS OWN. "'Yes. You see, I am exact as you are.' "'But you are dripping, my dear fellow. You must change your clothes,' as Calypso said to Telemachus. "'Come, I have a habitation prepared for you in which you will soon forget fatigue and cold.'
Monte Cristo perceived that the young man had turned around. Indeed, Morel saw with surprise that the man who had brought him had left without being paid, or uttering a word.' ALREADY THE SOUND OF THEIR OARS MIGHT BE HEARD AS THEY RETURNED TO THE YACHT. "'OH, YES,' SAID THE COUNT, "'YOU ARE LOOKING FOR THE SAILORS.' "'YES, I PAID THEM NOTHING, AND YET THEY ARE GONE.'
"'NEVER MIND THAT, MAXIMILIAN,' SAID MONTY CRISTO, SMILING. "'I HAVE MADE AN AGREEMENT WITH THE NAVY THAT THE ACCESS TO MY ISLAND SHALL BE FREE OF ALL CHARGE. I HAVE MADE A BARGAIN.' Morel looked at the Count with surprise. "'Count,' he said, "'you are not the same here as in Paris.' "'How so?' "'Here you laugh.' The Count's brow became clouded.
"'You are right to recall me to myself, Maximilian,' he said. "'I was delighted to see you again, and forgot for the moment that all happiness is fleeting.' "'Oh, no, no, Count,' cried Maximilian, seizing the Count's hands. "'Pray laugh, be happy, and prove to me, by your indifference, that life is endurable to sufferers. Oh, how charitable, kind, and good you are!
You effect this gaiety to inspire me with courage.' "'You are wrong, Morel. I was really happy.' "'Then you forget me. So much the better.' "'How so?' "'Yes, for as the gladiator said to the emperor when he entered the arena, "'He who is about to die salutes you.' "'Then you are not consoled,' said the Count, surprised. "'Oh!' exclaimed Morel, with a glance full of bitter reproach.
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