“No, no, be easy on that score; the family is extinct. The last Count of Spada, moreover, made me his heir, bequeathing to me this symbolic breviary, he bequeathed to me all it contained; no, no, make your mind satisfied on that point. If we lay hands on this fortune, we may enjoy it without remorse.”
“And you say this treasure amounts to—”
“Two millions of Roman crowns; nearly thirteen millions of our money.” 2
“Impossible!” said Dantès, staggered at the enormous amount.