Граф Монте-Крісто

The Promise.

           Mysisterishappilymarried;herhusbandisonlymybrother-inlaw,thatis,amanwhomthetiesofsociallifealoneattachtome;noonethenlongerneedsmyuselesslife.ThisiswhatIshalldo;Iwillwaituntiltheverymomentyouaremarried,forIwillnotlosetheshadowofoneofthoseunexpectedchanceswhicharesometimesreservedforus,sinceM.Franzmay,afterall,diebeforethattime,athunderboltmayfallevenonthealtarasyouapproachitnothingappearsimpossibletoonecondemnedtodie,andmiraclesappearquitereasonablewhenhisescapefromdeathisconcerned.Iwill,then,waituntilthelastmoment,andwhenmymiseryiscertain,irremediable,hopeless,Iwillwriteaconfidentiallettertomybrother-inlaw,anothertotheprefectofpolice,toacquaintthemwithmyintention,andatthecornerofsomewood,onthebrinkofsomeabyss,onthebankofsomeriver,Iwillputanendtomyexistence,ascertainlyasIamthesonofthemosthonestmanwhoeverlivedinFrance."

           Valentinetrembledconvulsively;sheloosenedherholdofthegate,herarmsfellbyherside,andtwolargetearsrolleddownhercheeks.Theyoungmanstoodbeforeher,sorrowfulandresolute."Oh,forpity’ssake,"saidshe,"youwilllive,willyounot?"

           "No,onmyhonor,"saidMaximilian;"butthatwillnotaffectyou.Youhavedoneyourduty,andyourconsciencewillbeatrest."Valentinefellonherknees,andpressedheralmostburstingheart.

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