Граф Монте-Кристо

The Departure.

           ItwasalovelystarlightnighttheyhadjustreachedthetopofthehillVillejuif,fromwhenceParisappearslikeasombreseatossingitsmillionsofphosphoricwavesintolightwavesindeedmorenoisy,morepassionate,morechangeable,morefurious,moregreedy,thanthoseofthetempestuousoceanwaveswhichneverrestasthoseoftheseasometimesdowaveseverdashing,everfoaming,everingulfingwhatfallswithintheirgrasp.Thecountstoodalone,andatasignfromhishand,thecarriagewentonforashortdistance.Withfoldedarms,hegazedforsometimeuponthegreatcity.WhenhehadfixedhispiercinglookonthismodernBabylon,whichequallyengagesthecontemplationofthereligiousenthusiast,thematerialist,andthescoffer"Greatcity,"murmuredhe,inclininghishead,andjoininghishandsasifinprayer,"lessthansixmonthshaveelapsedsincefirstIenteredthygates.IbelievethattheSpiritofGodledmystepstotheeandthathealsoenablesmetoquittheeintriumph;thesecretcauseofmypresencewithinthywallsIhaveconfidedalonetohimwhoonlyhashadthepowertoreadmyheart.GodonlyknowsthatIretirefromtheewithoutprideorhatred,butnotwithoutmanyregrets;heonlyknowsthatthepowerconfidedtomehasneverbeenmadesubservienttomypersonalgoodortoanyuselesscause.Oh,greatcity,itisinthypalpitatingbosomthatIhavefoundthatwhichIsought;likeapatientminer,Ihavedugdeepintothyveryentrailstorootoutevilthence.

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