Граф Монте-Кристо

At the Office of the King’s Attorney.

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           "Poorthing,"saidVillefort,pressingherhand,"itwastoosevereforyourstrength,foryouweretwiceoverwhelmed,andyet"—

           "Well?"

           "Well,Imusttellyou.Collectallyourcourage,foryouhavenotyetheardall."

           "Ah,"exclaimedMadameDanglars,alarmed,"whatistheremoretohear?"

           "Youonlylookbacktothepast,anditis,indeed,badenough.Well,picturetoyourselfafuturemoregloomystillcertainlyfrightful,perhapssanguinary."ThebaronessknewhowcalmVillefortnaturallywas,andhispresentexcitementfrightenedhersomuchthatsheopenedhermouthtoscream,butthesounddiedinherthroat."Howhasthisterriblepastbeenrecalled?"criedVillefort;"howisitthatithasescapedfromthedepthsofthetombandtherecessesofourhearts,whereitwasburied,tovisitusnow,likeaphantom,whiteningourcheeksandflushingourbrowswithshame?"

           "Alas,"saidHermine,"doubtlessitischance."

           "Chance?"repliedVillefort;"No,no,madame,thereisnosuchthingaschance."

           "Oh,yes;hasnotafatalchancerevealedallthis?WasitnotbychancetheCountofMonteCristoboughtthathouse?Wasitnotbychancehecausedtheearthtobedugup?Isitnotbychancethattheunfortunatechildwasdisinterredunderthetrees?thatpoorinnocentoffspringofmine,whichIneverevenkissed,butforwhomIweptmany,manytears.

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