Граф Монте-Кристо

The Vendetta.

           Ah,Iconfess,yourexcellency,whenIsawthispoorcreaturesleepingpeacefullyinitscradle,Ifeltmyeyesfilledwithtears.‘Ah,Assunta,’criedI,‘youareanexcellentwoman,andheavenwillblessyou.’"

           "This,"saidMonteCristo,"islesscorrectthanyourphilosophyitisonlyfaith."

           "Alas,yourexcellencyisright,"repliedBertuccio,"andGodmadethisinfanttheinstrumentofourpunishment.Neverdidaperversenaturedeclareitselfmoreprematurely,andyetitwasnotowingtoanyfaultinhisbringingup.Hewasamostlovelychild,withlargeblueeyes,ofthatdeepcolorthatharmonizessowellwiththeblondcomplexion;onlyhishair,whichwastoolight,gavehisfaceamostsingularexpression,andaddedtothevivacityofhislook,andthemaliceofhissmile.Unfortunately,thereisaproverbwhichsaysthat‘rediseitheraltogethergoodoraltogetherbad.’TheproverbwasbuttoocorrectasregardedBenedetto,andeveninhisinfancyhemanifestedtheworstdisposition.Itistruethattheindulgenceofhisfoster-motherencouragedhim.Thischild,forwhommypoorsisterwouldgotothetown,fiveorsixleaguesoff,topurchasetheearliestfruitsandthemosttemptingsweetmeats,preferredtoPalmagrapesorGenoesepreserves,thechestnutsstolenfromaneighbor’sorchard,orthedriedapplesinhisloft,whenhecouldeataswellofthenutsandapplesthatgrewinmygarden.

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