Граф Монте-Крісто

The Ball.

           Itwasnotthecoat,unexceptionalinitscut,thoughsimpleandunornamented;itwasnottheplainwhitewaistcoat;itwasnotthetrousers,thatdisplayedthefootsoperfectlyformeditwasnoneofthesethingsthatattractedtheattentionitwashispalecomplexion,hiswavingblackhair,hiscalmandsereneexpression,hisdarkandmelancholyeye,hismouth,chiselledwithsuchmarvellousdelicacy,whichsoeasilyexpressedsuchhighdisdainthesewerewhatfixedtheattentionofalluponhim.Manymenmighthavebeenhandsomer,butcertainlytherecouldbenonewhoseappearancewasmoresignificant,iftheexpressionmaybeused.Everythingaboutthecountseemedtohaveitsmeaning,fortheconstanthabitofthoughtwhichhehadacquiredhadgivenaneaseandvigortotheexpressionofhisface,andeventothemosttriflinggesture,scarcelytobeunderstood.YettheParisianworldissostrange,thatevenallthismightnothavewonattentionhadtherenotbeenconnectedwithitamysteriousstorygildedbyanimmensefortune.

           MeanwhileheadvancedthroughtheassemblageofguestsunderabatteryofcuriousglancestowardsMadamedeMorcerf,who,standingbeforeamantle-pieceornamentedwithflowers,hadseenhisentranceinalooking-glassplacedoppositethedoor,andwaspreparedtoreceivehim.Sheturnedtowardshimwithaserenesmilejustatthemomenthewasbowingtoher.

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