Граф Монте-Крісто

Mother and Son.

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           "Albert,mychild,"saidMercedes,"ifIhadastrongerheart,thatisthecounselIwouldhavegivenyou;yourconsciencehasspokenwhenmyvoicebecametooweak;listentoitsdictates.Youhadfriends,Albert;breakofftheiracquaintance.Butdonotdespair;youhavelifebeforeyou,mydearAlbert,foryouareyetscarcelytwenty-twoyearsold;andasapureheartlikeyourswantsaspotlessname,takemyfather’sitwasHerrera.Iamsure,mydearAlbert,whatevermaybeyourcareer,youwillsoonrenderthatnameillustrious.Then,myson,returntotheworldstillmorebrilliantbecauseofyourformersorrows;andifIamwrong,stillletmecherishthesehopes,forIhavenofuturetolookforwardto.FormethegraveopenswhenIpassthethresholdofthishouse."

           "Iwillfulfilallyourwishes,mydearmother,"saidtheyoungman."Yes,Ishareyourhopes;theangerofheavenwillnotpursueus,sinceyouarepureandIaminnocent.But,sinceourresolutionisformed,letusactpromptly.M.deMorcerfwentoutabouthalfanhourago;theopportunityisfavorabletoavoidanexplanation."

           "Iamready,myson,"saidMercedes.Albertrantofetchacarriage.HerecollectedthattherewasasmallfurnishedhousetoletintheRuedeSaintsPeres,wherehismotherwouldfindahumblebutdecentlodging,andthitherheintendedconductingthecountess.Asthecarriagestoppedatthedoor,andAlbertwasalighting,amanapproachedandgavehimaletter.Albertrecognizedthebearer.

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