Граф Монте-Крісто

Mother and Son.

           AshorttimesinceIpassedthroughMarseilles,andwenttoseetheoldplace,whichrevivedsomanypainfulrecollections;andintheeveningItookaspadeandduginthecornerofthegardenwhereIhadconcealedmytreasure.Theironboxwastherenoonehadtoucheditunderabeautifulfig-treemyfatherhadplantedthedayIwasborn,whichovershadowedthespot.Well,Albert,thismoney,whichwasformerlydesignedtopromotethecomfortandtranquillityofthewomanIadored,maynow,throughstrangeandpainfulcircumstances,bedevotedtothesamepurpose.Oh,feelforme,whocouldoffermillionstothatpoorwoman,butwhoreturnheronlythepieceofblackbreadforgottenundermypoorroofsincethedayIwastornfromherIloved.Youareagenerousman,Albert,butperhapsyoumaybeblindedbyprideorresentment;ifyourefuseme,ifyouaskanotherforwhatIhavearighttoofferyou,Iwillsayitisungenerousofyoutorefusethelifeofyourmotheratthehandsofamanwhosefatherwasallowedbyyourfathertodieinallthehorrorsofpovertyanddespair.

           Albertstoodpaleandmotionlesstohearwhathismotherwoulddecideaftershehadfinishedreadingthisletter.Mercedesturnedhereyeswithanineffablelooktowardsheaven."Iacceptit,"saidshe;"hehasarighttopaythedowry,whichIshalltakewithmetosomeconvent!"Puttingtheletterinherbosom,shetookherson’sarm,andwithafirmerstepthansheevenherselfexpectedshewentdown-stairs.

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