Граф Монте-Крісто

Locusta.

           "Valentineintheextremityofherterrorjoinedherhandsforshefeltthatthemomenthadarrivedtoaskforcourageandbegantopray,andwhileutteringlittlemorethanincoherentwords,sheforgotthatherwhiteshouldershadnoothercoveringthanherlonghair,andthatthepulsationsofherheartcouldbeseenthroughthelaceofhernightdress.MonteCristogentlylaidhishandontheyounggirl’sarm,drewthevelvetcoverletclosetoherthroat,andsaidwithapaternalsmile"Mychild,believeinmydevotiontoyouasyoubelieveinthegoodnessofprovidenceandtheloveofMaximilian."

           Thenhedrewfromhiswaistcoat-pocketthelittleemeraldbox,raisedthegoldenlid,andtookfromitapastilleaboutthesizeofapea,whichheplacedinherhand.Shetookit,andlookedattentivelyonthecount;therewasanexpressiononthefaceofherintrepidprotectorwhichcommandedherveneration.Sheevidentlyinterrogatedhimbyherlook."Yes,"saidhe.Valentinecarriedthepastilletohermouth,andswallowedit."Andnow,mydearchild,adieuforthepresent.Iwilltryandgainalittlesleep,foryouaresaved."

           "Go,"saidValentine,"whateverhappens,Ipromiseyounottofear."

           MonteCristoforsometimekepthiseyesfixedontheyounggirl,whograduallyfellasleep,yieldingtotheeffectsofthenarcoticthecounthadgivenher

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