"The lion has conquered the lion," whispered a voice close to the count.
Monte-Cristo turned around and saw a delicate young girl in a white bernouse.
"Who are you?" he gently asked.
CHAPTER LIV
MEDJE
At the count's question, the girl passed her small white hand slowly across her forehead, and in a low voice said:
"I am she who no longer has any family, for her family has been tortured; she has no native country, for it has exiled her; no friend, for her only one is in the power of his enemies."