Граф Монте-Кристо

The Presentation.

           WhenAlbertreturnedtohismother,hefoundherintheboudoirreclininginalargevelvetarm-chair,thewholeroomsoobscurethatonlytheshiningspangle,fastenedhereandtheretothedrapery,andtheanglesofthegildedframesofthepictures,showedwithsomedegreeofbrightnessinthegloom.Albertcouldnotseethefaceofthecountess,asitwascoveredwithathinveilshehadputonherhead,andwhichfelloverherfeaturesinmistyfolds,butitseemedtohimasthoughhervoicehadaltered.Hecoulddistinguishamidtheperfumesoftherosesandheliotropesintheflower-stands,thesharpandfragrantodorofvolatilesalts,andhenoticedinoneofthechasedcupsonthemantle-piecethecountess’ssmelling-bottle,takenfromitsshagreencase,andexclaimedinatoneofuneasiness,asheentered"Mydearmother,haveyoubeenillduringmyabsence?"

           "No,no,Albert,butyouknowtheseroses,tuberoses,andorange-flowersthrowoutatfirst,beforeoneisusedtothem,suchviolentperfumes."

           "Then,mydearmother,"saidAlbert,puttinghishandtothebell,"theymustbetakenintotheante-chamber.Youarereallyill,andjustnowweresopaleasyoucameintotheroom"—

           "WasIpale,Albert?"

           "Yes;apallorthatsuitsyouadmirably,mother,butwhichdidnotthelessalarmmyfatherandmyself."

           "Didyourfatherspeakofit?"inquiredMercedeseagerly.

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