Граф Монте-Крісто

Father and Son.

           Keepyourjourneyasecret;donotboastofwhatyouhavecometoParistodo,orhavedone;returnwithallspeed;enterMarseillesatnight,andyourhousebytheback-door,andthereremain,quiet,submissive,secret,and,aboveall,inoffensive;forthistime,Isweartoyou,weshallactlikepowerfulmenwhoknowtheirenemies.Go,mysongo,mydearGerard,andbyyourobediencetomypaternalorders,or,ifyoupreferit,friendlycounsels,wewillkeepyouinyourplace.Thiswillbe,"addedNoirtier,withasmile,"onemeansbywhichyoumayasecondtimesaveme,ifthepoliticalbalanceshouldsomedaytakeanotherturn,andcastyoualoftwhilehurlingmedown.Adieu,mydearGerard,andatyournextjourneyalightatmydoor."Noirtierlefttheroomwhenhehadfinished,withthesamecalmnessthathadcharacterizedhimduringthewholeofthisremarkableandtryingconversation.Villefort,paleandagitated,rantothewindow,putasidethecurtain,andsawhimpass,coolandcollected,bytwoorthreeill-lookingmenatthecornerofthestreet,whowerethere,perhaps,toarrestamanwithblackwhiskers,andabluefrock-coat,andhatwithbroadbrim.

           Villefortstoodwatching,breathless,untilhisfatherhaddisappearedattheRueBussy

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