Граф Монте-Крісто

The Meeting.

           Amomentafterwardsheheardanoiseinthedrawing-room,andwenttoopenthedoorhimself.Morrelwasthere;hehadcometwentyminutesbeforethetimeappointed."Iamperhapscometoosoon,count,"saidhe,"butIfranklyacknowledgethatIhavenotclosedmyeyesallnight,norhasanyoneinmyhouse.Ineedtoseeyoustronginyourcourageousassurance,torecovermyself."MonteCristocouldnotresistthisproofofaffection;henotonlyextendedhishandtotheyoungman,butflewtohimwithopenarms."Morrel,"saidhe,"itisahappydayforme,tofeelthatIambelovedbysuchamanasyou.Good-morning,Emmanuel;youwillcomewithmethen,Maximilian?"

           "Didyoudoubtit?"saidtheyoungcaptain.

           "ButifIwerewrong"

           "Iwatchedyouduringthewholesceneofthatchallengeyesterday;Ihavebeenthinkingofyourfirmnessallnight,andIsaidtomyselfthatjusticemustbeonyourside,orman’scountenanceisnolongertobereliedon."

           "But,Morrel,Albertisyourfriend?"

           "Simplyanacquaintance,sir."

           "Youmetonthesamedayyoufirstsawme?"

           "Yes,thatistrue;butIshouldnothaverecollecteditifyouhadnotremindedme."

           "Thankyou,Morrel."Thenringingthebellonce,"Look."saidhetoAli,whocameimmediately,"takethattomysolicitor.Itismywill,Morrel.WhenIamdead,youwillgoandexamineit.

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