Граф Монте-Крісто

The Trial.

           

           "‘Then,’remarkedthepresident,‘theCountofMonteCristoknowsnothingofyourpresentproceedings?’‘Heisquiteunawareofthem,andIhavebutonefear,whichisthatheshoulddisapproveofwhatIhavedone.Butitisagloriousdayforme,’continuedtheyounggirl,raisingherardentgazetoheaven,‘thatonwhichIfindatlastanopportunityofavengingmyfather!’

           "Thecounthadnotutteredonewordthewholeofthistime.Hiscolleagueslookedathim,anddoubtlesspitiedhisprospects,blightedundertheperfumedbreathofawoman.Hismiserywasdepictedinsinisterlinesonhiscountenance.‘M.deMorcerf,’saidthepresident,‘doyourecognizethisladyasthedaughterofAliTepelini,pashaofYanina?’‘No,’saidMorcerf,attemptingtorise,‘itisabaseplot,contrivedbymyenemies.’Haidee,whoseeyeshadbeenfixedonthedoor,asifexpectingsomeone,turnedhastily,and,seeingthecountstanding,shrieked,‘Youdonotknowme?’saidshe.‘Well,Ifortunatelyrecognizeyou!YouareFernandMondego,theFrenchofficerwholedthetroopsofmynoblefather!ItisyouwhosurrenderedthecastleofYanina!Itisyouwho,sentbyhimtoConstantinople,totreatwiththeemperorforthelifeordeathofyourbenefactor,broughtbackafalsemandategrantingfullpardon!Itisyouwho,withthatmandate,obtainedthepasha’sring,whichgaveyouauthorityoverSelim,thefire-keeper!ItisyouwhostabbedSelim.

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