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Maximilian’s Avowal.

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           "Letustryfirsttosavethevictimbeforewethinkofrevengingher,"saidd’Avrigny."Come."ThesamecabrioletwhichhadbroughtVilleforttookthembackatfullspeed,andatthismomentMorrelrappedatMonteCristo’sdoor.ThecountwasinhisstudyandwasreadingwithanangrylooksomethingwhichBertucciohadbroughtinhaste.HearingthenameofMorrel,whohadlefthimonlytwohoursbefore,thecountraisedhishead,arose,andsprangtomeethim."Whatisthematter,Maximilian?"askedhe;"youarepale,andtheperspirationrollsfromyourforehead."Morrelfellintoachair."Yes,"saidhe,"Icamequickly;Iwantedtospeaktoyou."

           "Areallyourfamilywell?"askedthecount,withanaffectionatebenevolence,whosesinceritynoonecouldforamomentdoubt.

           "Thankyou,countthankyou,"saidtheyoungman,evidentlyembarrassedhowtobegintheconversation;"yes,everyoneinmyfamilyiswell."

           "Somuchthebetter;yetyouhavesomethingtotellme?"repliedthecountwithincreasedanxiety.

           "Yes,"saidMorrel,"itistrue;Ihavebutnowleftahousewheredeathhasjustentered,toruntoyou."

           "AreyouthencomefromM.deMorcerf’s?"askedMonteCristo.

           "No,"saidMorrel;"issomeonedeadinhishouse?"

           "Thegeneralhasjustblownhisbrainsout,"repliedMonteCristowithgreatcoolness.

           "Oh,whatadreadfulevent!"criedMaximilian.

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