Граф Монте-Крісто

The Chateau D’If.

           Dantesfoldedhishands,raisedhiseyestoheaven,andprayedfervently.

           Theboatcontinuedhervoyage.TheyhadpassedtheTetedeMorte,werenowofftheAnseduPharo,andabouttodoublethebattery.ThismanoeuvrewasincomprehensibletoDantes.

           "Whitherareyoutakingme?"askedhe.

           "Youwillsoonknow."

           "Butstill"

           "Weareforbiddentogiveyouanyexplanation."Dantes,trainedindiscipline,knewthatnothingwouldbemoreabsurdthantoquestionsubordinates,whowereforbiddentoreply;andsoheremainedsilent.

           Themostvagueandwildthoughtspassedthroughhismind.Theboattheywereincouldnotmakealongvoyage;therewasnovesselatanchoroutsidetheharbor;hethought,perhaps,theyweregoingtoleavehimonsomedistantpoint.Hewasnotbound,norhadtheymadeanyattempttohandcuffhim;thisseemedagoodaugury.Besides,hadnotthedeputy,whohadbeensokindtohim,toldhimthatprovidedhedidnotpronouncethedreadednameofNoirtier,hehadnothingtoapprehend?HadnotVillefortinhispresencedestroyedthefatalletter,theonlyproofagainsthim?

           Hewaitedsilently,strivingtopiercethroughthedarkness.

           TheyhadlefttheIleRatonneau,wherethelighthousestood,ontheright,andwerenowoppositethePointdesCatalans.Itseemedtotheprisonerthathecoulddistinguishafeminineformonthebeach,foritwasthereMercedesdwelt.

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