Граф Монте-Кристо

Haidee.

           Soonafigureappearedinthegraytwilightattheentranceofthecave,formedbythereflectionofthefewraysofdaylightwhichhadfoundtheirwayintothisgloomyretreat.‘Whoareyou?’criedSelim.‘Butwhoeveryoumaybe,Ichargeyounottoadvanceanotherstep.’—‘Longlivetheemperor!’saidthefigure.‘HegrantsafullpardontotheVizierAli,andnotonlygiveshimhislife,butrestorestohimhisfortuneandhispossessions.’Mymotherutteredacryofjoy,andclaspedmetoherbosom.‘Stop,’saidSelim,seeingthatshewasabouttogoout;‘youseeIhavenotyetreceivedthering,’—‘True,’saidmymother.Andshefellonherknees,atthesametimeholdingmeuptowardsheaven,asifshedesired,whileprayingtoGodinmybehalf,toraisemeactuallytohispresence."

           AndforthesecondtimeHaideestopped,overcomebysuchviolentemotionthattheperspirationstooduponherpalebrow,andherstifledvoiceseemedhardlyabletofindutterance,soparchedanddrywereherthroatandlips.MonteCristopouredalittleicedwaterintoaglass,andpresentedittoher,sayingwithamildnessinwhichwasalsoashadeofcommand"Courage."

           Haideedriedhereyes,andcontinued:"Bythistimeoureyes,habituatedtothedarkness,hadrecognizedthemessengerofthepashaitwasafriend.Selimhadalsorecognizedhim,butthebraveyoungmanonlyacknowledgedoneduty,whichwastoobey.‘Inwhosenamedoyoucome?’saidhetohim.

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