Граф Монте-Крісто

A Nocturnal Interview.

           "Mercedeslookedatthecountinawaywhichexpressedatthesametimeherastonishment,heradmiration,andhergratitude.MonteCristopressedhisforeheadonhisburninghands,asifhisbraincouldnolongerbearalonetheweightofitsthoughts."Edmond,"saidMercedes,"Ihavebutonewordmoretosaytoyou."Thecountsmiledbitterly."Edmond,"continuedshe,"youwillseethatifmyfaceispale,ifmyeyesaredull,ifmybeautyisgone;ifMercedes,inshort,nolongerresemblesherformerselfinherfeatures,youwillseethatherheartisstillthesame.Adieu,then,Edmond;IhavenothingmoretoaskofheavenIhaveseenyouagain,andhavefoundyouasnobleandasgreatasformerlyyouwere.Adieu,Edmond,adieu,andthankyou."

           Butthecountdidnotanswer.Mercedesopenedthedoorofthestudyandhaddisappearedbeforehehadrecoveredfromthepainfulandprofoundreveryintowhichhisthwartedvengeancehadplungedhim.TheclockoftheInvalidesstruckonewhenthecarriagewhichconveyedMadamedeMorcerfawayrolledonthepavementoftheChamps–Elysees,andmadeMonteCristoraisehishead."WhatafoolIwas,"saidhe,"nottotearmyheartoutonthedaywhenIresolvedtoavengemyself!"

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