Граф Монте-Кристо

The Chateau D’If.

           Thenextmorningatthesamehour,thejailercameagain.

           "Well,"saidthejailer,"areyoumorereasonabletoday?"Dantesmadenoreply.

           "Come,cheerup;isthereanythingthatIcandoforyou?"

           "Iwishtoseethegovernor."

           "Ihavealreadytoldyouitwasimpossible."

           "Whyso?"

           "Becauseitisagainstprisonrules,andprisonersmustnotevenaskforit."

           "Whatisallowed,then?"

           "Betterfare,ifyoupayforit,books,andleavetowalkabout."

           "Idonotwantbooks,Iamsatisfiedwithmyfood,anddonotcaretowalkabout;butIwishtoseethegovernor."

           "Ifyouworrymebyrepeatingthesamething,Iwillnotbringyouanymoretoeat."

           "Well,then,"saidEdmond,"ifyoudonot,Ishalldieofhungerthatisall."

           Thejailersawbyhistonehewouldbehappytodie;andaseveryprisonerisworthtensousadaytohisjailer,herepliedinamoresubduedtone.

           "Whatyouaskisimpossible;butifyouareverywellbehavedyouwillbeallowedtowalkabout,andsomedayyouwillmeetthegovernor,andifhechoosestoreply,thatishisaffair."

           "But,"askedDantes,"howlongshallIhavetowait?"

           "Ah,amonthsixmonthsayear."

           "Itistoolongatime.Iwishtoseehimatonce.

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