Граф Монте-Крісто

The Promise.

           "

           "No,"saidMaximilian,"youshallnotleavehim.M.Noirtierhasevinced,yousay,akindfeelingtowardsme.Well,beforeyouleave,tellhimall;hisconsentwouldbeyourjustificationinGod’ssight.Assoonaswearemarried,heshallcomeandlivewithus,insteadofonechild,heshallhavetwo.Youhavetoldmehowyoutalktohimandhowheanswersyou;Ishallverysoonlearnthatlanguagebysigns,Valentine,andIpromiseyousolemnly,thatinsteadofdespair,itishappinessthatawaitsus."

           "Oh,see,Maximilian,seethepoweryouhaveoverme,youalmostmakemebelieveyou;andyet,whatyoutellmeismadness,formyfatherwillcursemeheisinflexiblehewillneverpardonme.Nowlistentome,Maximilian;ifbyartifice,byentreaty,byaccidentinshort,ifbyanymeansIcandelaythismarriage,willyouwait?"

           "Yes,Ipromiseyou,asfaithfullyasyouhavepromisedmethatthishorriblemarriageshallnottakeplace,andthatifyouaredraggedbeforeamagistrateorapriest,youwillrefuse."

           "Ipromiseyoubyallthatismostsacredtomeintheworld,namely,bymymother."

           "Wewillwait,then,"saidMorrel.

           "Yes,wewillwait,"repliedValentine,whorevivedatthesewords;"therearesomanythingswhichmaysaveunhappybeingssuchasweare.

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