Граф Монте-Крісто

The Suicide.

           WhenIneedyourassistance,andthemomentarrives,Iwillcometoyou,count."

           "Well,Irelyuponyourpromise.Good-by,then."

           "Good-by,tillwemeetagain."TheyhadarrivedintheChampsElysees.MonteCristoopenedthecarriage-door,Morrelsprangoutonthepavement,Bertucciowaswaitingonthesteps.MorreldisappeareddowntheAvenuedeMarigny,andMonteCristohastenedtojoinBertuccio.

           "Well?"askedhe.

           "Sheisgoingtoleaveherhouse,"saidthesteward.

           "Andherson?"

           "Florentin,hisvalet,thinksheisgoingtodothesame."

           "Comethisway."MonteCristotookBertucciointohisstudy,wrotetheletterwehaveseen,andgaveittothesteward."Go,"saidhequickly."Butfirst,letHaideebeinformedthatIhavereturned."

           "HereIam,"saidtheyounggirl,whoatthesoundofthecarriagehadrundown-stairsandwhosefacewasradiantwithjoyatseeingthecountreturnsafely.Bertuccioleft.Everytransportofadaughterfindingafather,allthedelightofamistressseeinganadoredlover,werefeltbyHaideeduringthefirstmomentsofthismeeting,whichshehadsoeagerlyexpected.Doubtless,althoughlessevident,MonteCristo’sjoywasnotlessintense.Joytoheartswhichhavesufferedlongislikethedewonthegroundafteralongdrought;boththeheartandthegroundabsorbthatbeneficentmoisturefallingonthem,andnothingisoutwardlyapparent.

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