Граф Монте-Крісто

The Telegraph.

           

           "Whatlinewouldyouadvisemetostudy?"

           "Theonethatismostinusejustatthistime."

           "TheSpanishone,youmean,Isuppose?"

           "Yes;shouldyoulikealettertotheministerthattheymightexplaintoyou"

           "No,"saidMonteCristo;"since,asItoldyoubefore,Idonotwishtocomprehendit.ThemomentIunderstandittherewillnolongerexistatelegraphforme;itwillbenothingmorethanasignfromM.Duchatel,orfromM.Montalivet,transmittedtotheprefectofBayonne,mystifiedbytwoGreekwords,tele,graphein.Itistheinsectwithblackclaws,andtheawfulwordwhichIwishtoretaininmyimaginationinallitspurityandallitsimportance."

           "Gothen;forinthecourseoftwohoursitwillbedark,andyouwillnotbeabletoseeanything."

           "Mafoi,youfrightenme.Whichisthenearestway?Bayonne?"

           "Yes;theroadtoBayonne."

           "AndafterwardstheroadtoChatillon?"

           "Yes."

           "BythetowerofMontlhery,youmean?"

           "Yes."

           "Thankyou.Good-by.OnSaturdayIwilltellyoumyimpressionsconcerningthetelegraph."Atthedoorthecountwasmetbythetwonotaries,whohadjustcompletedtheactwhichwastodisinheritValentine,andwhowereleavingundertheconvictionofhavingdoneathingwhichcouldnotfailofredoundingconsiderablytotheircredit.

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