Граф Монте-Крісто

Valentine.

           deVillefortstaggeredandburiedhisheadinthebed.Ontheexclamationofthedoctorandthecryofthefather,theservantsallfledwithmutteredimprecations;theywereheardrunningdownthestairsandthroughthelongpassages,thentherewasarushinthecourt,afterwardsallwasstill;theyhad,oneandall,desertedtheaccursedhouse.Justthen,MadamedeVillefort,intheactofslippingonherdressing-gown,threwasidethedraperyandforamomentstoodmotionless,asthoughinterrogatingtheoccupantsoftheroom,whilesheendeavoredtocallupsomerebellioustears.Onasuddenshestepped,orratherbounded,withoutstretchedarms,towardsthetable.Shesawd’Avrignycuriouslyexaminingtheglass,whichshefeltcertainofhavingemptiedduringthenight.Itwasnowathirdfull,justasitwaswhenshethrewthecontentsintotheashes.ThespectreofValentinerisingbeforethepoisonerwouldhavealarmedherless.Itwas,indeed,thesamecolorasthedraughtshehadpouredintotheglass,andwhichValentinehaddrunk};itwasindeedthepoison,whichcouldnotdeceiveM.d’Avrigny,whichhenowexaminedsoclosely;itwasdoubtlessamiraclefromheaven,that,notwithstandingherprecautions,thereshouldbesometrace,someproofremainingtorevealthecrime.

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