Граф Монте-Крісто

The Evening of the Betrothal.

           IfatthismomentthesweetvoiceofReneehadsoundedinhisearspleadingformercy,orthefairMercedeshadenteredandsaid,"InthenameofGod,Iconjureyoutorestorememyaffiancedhusband,"hiscoldandtremblinghandswouldhavesignedhisrelease;butnovoicebrokethestillnessofthechamber,andthedoorwasopenedonlybyVillefort’svalet,whocametotellhimthatthetravellingcarriagewasinreadiness.

           Villefortrose,orrathersprang,fromhischair,hastilyopenedoneofthedrawersofhisdesk,emptiedallthegolditcontainedintohispocket,stoodmotionlessaninstant,hishandpressedtohishead,mutteredafewinarticulatesounds,andthen,perceivingthathisservanthadplacedhiscloakonhisshoulders,hesprangintothecarriage,orderingthepostilionstodrivetoM.deSaint–Meran’s.ThehaplessDanteswasdoomed.

           Asthemarquishadpromised,VillefortfoundthemarquiseandReneeinwaiting.HestartedwhenhesawRenee,forhefanciedshewasagainabouttopleadforDantes.Alas,heremotionswerewhollypersonal:shewasthinkingonlyofVillefort’sdeparture.

           ShelovedVillefort,andheleftheratthemomenthewasabouttobecomeherhusband.Villefortknewnotwhenheshouldreturn,andRenee,farfrompleadingforDantes,hatedthemanwhosecrimeseparatedherfromherlover.

           MeanwhilewhatofMercedes?ShehadmetFernandatthecorneroftheRuedelaLoge;shehadreturnedtotheCatalans,andhaddespairinglycastherselfonhercouch.

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