Граф Монте-Кристо

A Nocturnal Interview.

           AndI,too,Edmondoh!believemeguiltyasIwasoh,yes,I,too,havesufferedmuch!"

           "Haveyouknownwhatitistohaveyourfatherstarvetodeathinyourabsence?"criedMonteCristo,thrustinghishandsintohishair;"haveyouseenthewomanyoulovedgivingherhandtoyourrival,whileyouwereperishingatthebottomofadungeon?"

           "No,"interruptedMercedes,"butIhaveseenhimwhomIlovedonthepointofmurderingmyson."Mercedesutteredthesewordswithsuchdeepanguish,withanaccentofsuchintensedespair,thatMonteCristocouldnotrestrainasob.Thelionwasdaunted;theavengerwasconquered."Whatdoyouaskofme?"saidhe"yourson’slife?Well,heshalllive!"MercedesutteredacrywhichmadethetearsstartfromMonteCristo’seyes;butthesetearsdisappearedalmostinstantaneously,for,doubtless,GodhadsentsomeangeltocollectthemfarmorepreciousweretheyinhiseyesthantherichestpearlsofGuzeratandOphir.

           "Oh,"saidshe,seizingthecount’shandandraisingittoherlips;"oh,thankyou,thankyou,Edmond!NowyouareexactlywhatIdreamtyouwerethemanIalwaysloved.Oh,nowImaysayso!"

           "Somuchthebetter,"repliedMonteCristo;"asthatpoorEdmondwillnothavelongtobelovedbyyou.Deathisabouttoreturntothetomb,thephantomtoretireindarkness."

           "Whatdoyousay,Edmond?"

           "Isay,sinceyoucommandme,Mercedes,Imustdie.

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