Граф Монте-Кристо

The Past.

           Thesea,smoothascrystal,wasnowandthendisturbedbytheleapingoffish,whichwerepursuedbysomeunseenenemyandsoughtforsafetyinanotherelement;whileontheextremevergeofthehorizonmightbeseenthefishermen’sboats,whiteandgracefulasthesea-gull,orthemerchantvesselsboundforCorsicaorSpain.

           Butnotwithstandingtheserenesky,thegracefullyformedboats,andthegoldenlightinwhichthewholescenewasbathed,theCountofMonteCristo,wrappedinhiscloak,couldthinkonlyofthisterriblevoyage,thedetailsofwhichwereonebyonerecalledtohismemory.ThesolitarylightburningattheCatalans;thatfirstsightoftheChateaud’If,whichtoldhimwhithertheywereleadinghim;thestrugglewiththegendarmeswhenhewishedtothrowhimselfoverboard;hisdespairwhenhefoundhimselfvanquished,andthesensationwhenthemuzzleofthecarbinetouchedhisforeheadallthesewerebroughtbeforehiminvividandfrightfulreality.Likethestreamswhichtheheatofthesummerhasdriedup,andwhichaftertheautumnalstormsgraduallybeginoozingdropbydrop,sodidthecountfeelhisheartgraduallyfillwiththebitternesswhichformerlynearlyoverwhelmedEdmondDantes.Clearsky,swift-flittingboats,andbrilliantsunshinedisappeared;theheavenswerehungwithblack,andthegiganticstructureoftheChateaud’Ifseemedlikethephantomofamortalenemy.

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