Граф Монте-Крісто

Maximilian.

           Youthoughtyourselvesalone,andtalkedaboutthattragicaldeath,andthefatalityyoumentionedthenisthesamewhichhascausedthemurderofValentine."Villefortandd’Avrignyexchangedlooks."Yes,yes,"continuedMorrel;"recallthescene,forthewordsyouthoughtwereonlygiventosilenceandsolitudefellintomyears.Certainly,afterwitnessingtheculpableindolencemanifestedbyM.deVilleforttowardshisownrelations,Ioughttohavedenouncedhimtotheauthorities;thenIshouldnothavebeenanaccomplicetothydeath,asInowam,sweet,belovedValentine;buttheaccompliceshallbecometheavenger.Thisfourthmurderisapparenttoall,andifthyfatherabandonthee,Valentine,itisI,andIswearit,thatshallpursuetheassassin."Andthistime,asthoughnaturehadatleasttakencompassiononthevigorousframe,nearlyburstingwithitsownstrength,thewordsofMorrelwerestifledinhisthroat;hisbreastheaved;thetears,solongrebellious,gushedfromhiseyes;andhethrewhimselfweepingonhiskneesbythesideofthebed.

           Thend’Avrignyspoke."AndI,too,"heexclaimedinalowvoice,"IunitewithM.Morrelindemandingjusticeforcrime;mybloodboilsattheideaofhavingencouragedamurdererbymycowardlyconcession."

           "Oh,mercifulheavens!"murmuredVillefort.Morrelraisedhishead,andreadingtheeyesoftheoldman,whichgleamedwithunnaturallustre"Stay,"hesaid,"M.Noirtierwishestospeak.

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