Граф Монте-Крісто

The Accusation.

           deVillefort,isapoisonthattheprisonerisnotacquaintedwithonethathasnoknownantidote,quickasthought,rapidaslightning,mortalasthethunderbolt;giveherthatpoison,recommendinghersoultoGod,andsaveyourhonorandyourlife,foritisyourssheaimsat;andIcanpictureherapproachingyourpillowwithherhypocriticalsmilesandhersweetexhortations.Woetoyou,M.deVillefort,ifyoudonotstrikefirst!’ThisiswhatIwouldsayhadsheonlykilledtwopersonsbutshehasseenthreedeathshascontemplatedthreemurderedpersonshaskneltbythreecorpses!Tothescaffoldwiththepoisonertothescaffold!Doyoutalkofyourhonor?DowhatItellyou,andimmortalityawaitsyou!"

           Villefortfellonhisknees."Listen,"saidhe;"Ihavenotthestrengthofmindyouhave,orratherthatwhichyouwouldnothave,ifinsteadofmydaughterValentineyourdaughterMadeleinewereconcerned."Thedoctorturnedpale."Doctor,everysonofwomanisborntosufferandtodie;Iamcontenttosufferandtoawaitdeath."

           "Beware,"saidM.d’Avrigny,"itmaycomeslowly;youwillseeitapproachafterhavingstruckyourfather,yourwife,perhapsyourson."

           Villefort,suffocating,pressedthedoctor’sarm."Listen,"criedhe;"pitymehelpme!No,mydaughterisnotguilty.IfyoudragusbothbeforeatribunalIwillstillsay,‘No,mydaughterisnotguilty;thereisnocrimeinmyhouse.

Зміст книги
Налаштування
Фон сторінки
Розмір шрифту
Міжрядковий інтервал
Фразові дієслова
Показати / Приховати меню
Шрифт
Roboto Lora
Уведомления
Сторінка 1418 з 1932