Граф Монте-Кристо

The Vendetta.

           Bertuccio,"interruptedtheCount;"youhavedonealittleofeverythinginyourlife."

           "Oh,excellency!"

           "No,no;butphilosophyathalf-pasttenatnightissomewhatlate;yetIhavenootherobservationtomake,forwhatyousayiscorrect,whichismorethancanbesaidforallphilosophy."

           "Myjourneysbecamemoreandmoreextensiveandmoreproductive.Assuntatookcareofall,andourlittlefortuneincreased.OnedayasIwassettingoffonanexpedition,‘Go,’saidshe;‘atyourreturnIwillgiveyouasurprise.’Iquestionedher,butinvain;shewouldtellmenothing,andIdeparted.Ourexpeditionlastednearlysixweeks;wehadbeentoLuccatotakeinoil,toLeghornforEnglishcottons,andweranourcargowithoutopposition,andreturnedhomefullofjoy.WhenIenteredthehouse,thefirstthingIbeheldinthemiddleofAssunta’schamberwasacradlethatmightbecalledsumptuouscomparedwiththerestofthefurniture,andinitababysevenoreightmonthsold.Iutteredacryofjoy;theonlymomentsofsadnessIhadknownsincetheassassinationoftheprocureurwerecausedbytherecollectionthatIhadabandonedthischild.FortheassassinationitselfIhadneverfeltanyremorse.PoorAssuntahadguessedall.Shehadprofitedbymyabsence,andfurnishedwiththehalfofthelinen,andhavingwrittendownthedayandhouratwhichIhaddepositedthechildattheasylum,hadsetoffforParis,andhadreclaimedit.Noobjectionwasraised,andtheinfantwasgivenuptoher.

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