Граф Монте-Крісто

Haidee.

           ThenfromtimetotimetherecametohimanAlbanianwhosaidsomethingtowhichIpaidnoattention,butwhichhealwaysansweredinthesametoneofvoice,either‘Kill,’or‘Pardon.’"

           "Itisverystrange,"saidAlbert,"tohearsuchwordsproceedfromthemouthofanyonebutanactressonthestage,andoneneedsconstantlytobesayingtoone’sself,‘Thisisnofiction,itisallreality,’inordertobelieveit.AndhowdoesFranceappearinyoureyes,accustomedastheyhavebeentogazeonsuchenchantedscenes?"

           "Ithinkitisafinecountry,"saidHaidee,"butIseeFranceasitreallyis,becauseIlookonitwiththeeyesofawoman;whereasmyowncountry,whichIcanonlyjudgeoffromtheimpressionproducedonmychildishmind,alwaysseemsenvelopedinavagueatmosphere,whichisluminousorotherwise,accordingasmyremembrancesofitaresadorjoyous."

           "Soyoung,"saidAlbert,forgettingatthemomenttheCount’scommandthatheshouldasknoquestionsoftheslaveherself,"isitpossiblethatyoucanhaveknownwhatsufferingisexceptbyname?"

           HaideeturnedhereyestowardsMonteCristo,who,makingatthesametimesomeimperceptiblesign,murmured"Goon."

           "Nothingiseversofirmlyimpressedonthemindasthememoryofourearlychildhood,andwiththeexceptionofthetwoscenesIhavejustdescribedtoyou,allmyearliestreminiscencesarefraughtwithdeepestsadness.

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