Граф Монте-Крісто

Ghosts.

           "Why,"saidshe,"youcouldplantoneofthechestnut-treesintheTuileriesinside!Howcansuchenormousjarshavebeenmanufactured?"

           "Ah,madame,"repliedMonteCristo,"youmustnotaskofus,themanufacturersoffineporcelain,suchaquestion.Itistheworkofanotherage,constructedbythegeniiofearthandwater."

           "Howso?atwhatperiodcanthathavebeen?"

           "Idonotknow;IhaveonlyheardthatanemperorofChinahadanovenbuiltexpressly,andthatinthisoventwelvejarslikethisweresuccessivelybaked.Twobroke,fromtheheatofthefire;theothertenweresunkthreehundredfathomsdeepintothesea.Thesea,knowingwhatwasrequiredofher,threwoverthemherweeds,encircledthemwithcoral,andencrustedthemwithshells;thewholewascementedbytwohundredyearsbeneaththesealmostimperviousdepths,forarevolutioncarriedawaytheemperorwhowishedtomakethetrial,andonlyleftthedocumentsprovingthemanufactureofthejarsandtheirdescentintothesea.Attheendoftwohundredyearsthedocumentswerefound,andtheythoughtofbringingupthejars.Diversdescendedinmachines,madeexpresslyonthediscovery,intothebaywheretheywerethrown;butoftenthreeonlyremained,theresthavingbeenbrokenbythewaves.Iamfondofthesejars,uponwhich,perhaps,misshapen,frightfulmonstershavefixedtheircold,dulleyes,andinwhichmyriadsofsmallfishhaveslept,seekingarefugefromthepursuitoftheirenemies.

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