Граф Монте-Кристо

Maximilian’s Avowal.

           

           "Notforthecountess,orforAlbert,"saidMonteCristo;"adeadfatherorhusbandisbetterthanadishonoredonebloodwashesoutshame."

           "Poorcountess,"saidMaximilian,"Ipityherverymuch;sheissonobleawoman!"

           "PityAlbertalso,Maximilian;forbelievemeheistheworthysonofthecountess.Butletusreturntoyourself.YouhavehastenedtomecanIhavethehappinessofbeingusefultoyou?"

           "Yes,Ineedyourhelp:thatisIthoughtlikeamadmanthatyoucouldlendmeyourassistanceinacasewhereGodalonecansuccorme."

           "Tellmewhatitis,"repliedMonteCristo.

           "Oh,"saidMorrel,"Iknownot,indeed,ifImayrevealthissecrettomortalears,butfatalityimpelsme,necessityconstrainsme,count"—Morrelhesitated."DoyouthinkIloveyou?"saidMonteCristo,takingtheyoungman’shandaffectionatelyinhis.

           "Oh,youencourageme,andsomethingtellsmethere,"placinghishandonhisheart,"thatIoughttohavenosecretfromyou."

           "Youareright,Morrel;Godisspeakingtoyourheart,andyourheartspeakstoyou.Tellmewhatitsays."

           "Count,willyouallowmetosendBaptistintoinquireaftersomeoneyouknow?"

           "Iamatyourservice,andstillmoremyservants."

           "Oh,Icannotliveifsheisnotbetter."

           "ShallIringforBaptistin?"

           "No,Iwillgoandspeaktohimmyself.

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