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“I was passing close to the door of the captain’s cabin, which was half open, and I saw him give the packet and letter to Dantès.”

It was, indeed, a great yellow Wildcat, and the Woodman thought it must be chasing something, for its ears were lying close to its head and its mouth was wide open, showing two rows of ugly teeth, while its red eyes glowed like balls of fire.

Fearing for their lives, the Mice kept themselves close in their holes.

It would not rest him to lie down, and he could not close his eyes; so he remained all night staring at a little spider which was weaving its web in a corner of the room, just as if it were not one of the most wonderful rooms in the world.