Граф Монте-Крісто

Haidee.

           OnperceivingMonteCristo,shearoseandwelcomedhimwithasmilepeculiartoherself,expressiveatonceofthemostimplicitobedienceandalsoofthedeepestlove.MonteCristoadvancedtowardsherandextendedhishand,whichsheasusualraisedtoherlips.

           Alberthadproceedednofartherthanthedoor,whereheremainedrootedtothespot,beingcompletelyfascinatedbythesightofsuchsurpassingbeauty,beheldasitwasforthefirsttime,andofwhichaninhabitantofmorenorthernclimescouldformnoadequateidea.

           "Whomdoyoubring?"askedtheyounggirlinRomaic,ofMonteCristo;"isitafriend,abrother,asimpleacquaintance,oranenemy."

           "Afriend,"saidMonteCristointhesamelanguage.

           "Whatishisname?"

           "CountAlbert;itisthesamemanwhomIrescuedfromthehandsofthebandittiatRome."

           "Inwhatlanguagewouldyoulikemetoconversewithhim?"

           MonteCristoturnedtoAlbert."DoyouknowmodernGreek,"askedhe.

           "Alas,no,"saidAlbert;"norevenancientGreek,mydearcount;neverhadHomerorPlatoamoreunworthyscholarthanmyself."

           "Then,"saidHaidee,provingbyherremarkthatshehadquiteunderstoodMonteCristo’squestionandAlbert’sanswer,"thenIwillspeakeitherinFrenchorItalian,ifmylordsowillsit."

           MonteCristoreflectedoneinstant."YouwillspeakinItalian,"saidhe.

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