Граф Монте-Кристо

The Promise.

           Theyhesitatedtobreakthesilencewhichdeathseemedtoimpose;atlengthValentineventured.

           "Myfriend,"saidshe,"howcameyouhere?Alas,Iwouldsayyouarewelcome,hadnotdeathopenedthewayforyouintothishouse."

           "Valentine,"saidMorrelwithatremblingvoice,"Ihadwaitedsincehalf-pasteight,anddidnotseeyoucome;Ibecameuneasy,leapedthewall,foundmywaythroughthegarden,whenvoicesconversingaboutthefatalevent"

           "Whatvoices?"askedValentine.MorrelshudderedashethoughtoftheconversationofthedoctorandM.deVillefort,andhethoughthecouldseethroughthesheettheextendedhands,thestiffneck,andthepurplelips.

           "Yourservants,"saidhe,"whowererepeatingthewholeofthesorrowfulstory;fromthemIlearneditall."

           "Butitwasriskingthefailureofourplantocomeuphere,love."

           "Forgiveme,"repliedMorrel;"Iwillgoaway."

           "No,"saidValentine,"youmightmeetsomeone;stay."

           "Butifanyoneshouldcomehere"

           Theyounggirlshookherhead."Noonewillcome,"saidshe;"donotfear,thereisoursafeguard,"pointingtothebed.

           "ButwhathasbecomeofM.d’Epinay?"repliedMorrel.

           "M.Franzarrivedtosignthecontractjustasmydeargrandmotherwasdying.

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