Граф Монте-Крісто

The Suicide.

           "SeewhatgoodfortuneIbroughtyou!"saidMorrel,whenhewasalonewiththecount."Haveyounotthoughtso?"

           "Yes,"saidMonteCristo;"forthatreasonIwishedtokeepyounearme."

           "Itismiraculous!"continuedMorrel,answeringhisownthoughts.

           "What?"saidMonteCristo.

           "Whathasjusthappened."

           "Yes,"saidtheCount,"youarerightitismiraculous."

           "ForAlbertisbrave,"resumedMorrel.

           "Verybrave,"saidMonteCristo;"Ihaveseenhimsleepwithaswordsuspendedoverhishead."

           "AndIknowhehasfoughttwoduels,"saidMorrel."Howcanyoureconcilethatwithhisconductthismorning?"

           "Allowingtoyourinfluence,"repliedMonteCristo,smiling.

           "ItiswellforAlbertheisnotinthearmy,"saidMorrel.

           "Why?"

           "Anapologyontheground!"saidtheyoungcaptain,shakinghishead.

           "Come,"saidthecountmildly,"donotentertaintheprejudicesofordinarymen,Morrel!Acknowledge,thatifAlbertisbrave,hecannotbeacoward;hemustthenhavehadsomereasonforactingashedidthismorning,andconfessthathisconductismoreheroicthanotherwise."

           "Doubtless,doubtless,"saidMorrel;"butIshallsay,liketheSpaniard,‘Hehasnotbeensobravetodayashewasyesterday.

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