Граф Монте-Крісто

The Promise.

           "

           "Alas,"saidMorrelwithafeelingofselfishjoy;forhethoughtthisdeathwouldcausetheweddingtobepostponedindefinitely."Butwhatredoublesmysorrow,"continuedtheyounggirl,asifthisfeelingwastoreceiveitsimmediatepunishment,"isthatthepooroldlady,onherdeath-bed,requestedthatthemarriagemighttakeplaceassoonaspossible;shealso,thinkingtoprotectme,wasactingagainstme."

           "Hark!"saidMorrel.Theybothlistened;stepsweredistinctlyheardinthecorridorandonthestairs.

           "Itismyfather,whohasjustlefthisstudy."

           "Toaccompanythedoctortothedoor,"addedMorrel.

           "Howdoyouknowitisthedoctor?"askedValentine,astonished.

           "Iimagineditmustbe,"saidMorrel.Valentinelookedattheyoungman;theyheardthestreetdoorclose,thenM.deVillefortlockedthegardendoor,andreturnedup-stairs.Hestoppedamomentintheanteroom,asifhesitatingwhethertoturntohisownapartmentorintoMadamedeSaint–Meran’s;Morrelconcealedhimselfbehindadoor;Valentineremainedmotionless,griefseemingtodepriveherofallfear.M.deVillefortpassedontohisownroom."Now,"saidValentine,"youcanneithergooutbythefrontdoornorbythegarden."Morrellookedatherwithastonishment."Thereisbutonewayleftyouthatissafe,"saidshe;"itisthroughmygrandfather’sroom."Sherose,"Come,"sheadded."Where?"askedMaximilian.

           "Tomygrandfather’sroom.

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