Граф Монте-Крісто

The Cemetery of Pere-la-Chaise.

           Thentheiron-heartedmanfelthisheartswellinhisbreast;aflameseemedtorushfromhisthroattohiseyes,hebenthisheadandwept.Forawhilenothingwasheardintheroombutasuccessionofsobs,whiletheincensefromtheirgratefulheartsmountedtoheaven.Juliehadscarcelyrecoveredfromherdeepemotionwhensherushedoutoftheroom,descendedtothenextfloor,ranintothedrawing-roomwithchildlikejoyandraisedthecrystalglobewhichcoveredthepursegivenbytheunknownoftheAlleesdeMeillan.Meanwhile,Emmanuelinabrokenvoicesaidtothecount,"Oh,count,howcouldyou,hearingussooftenspeakofourunknownbenefactor,seeinguspaysuchhomageofgratitudeandadorationtohismemoryhowcouldyoucontinuesolongwithoutdiscoveringyourselftous?Oh,itwascrueltous,anddareIsayit?toyoualso."

           "Listen,myfriends,"saidthecount—"Imaycallyousosincewehavereallybeenfriendsforthelastelevenyearsthediscoveryofthissecrethasbeenoccasionedbyagreateventwhichyoumustneverknow.Iwishedtoburyitduringmywholelifeinmyownbosom,butyourbrotherMaximilianwresteditfrommebyaviolenceherepentsofnow,Iamsure."Thenturningaround,andseeingthatMorrel,stillonhisknees,hadthrownhimselfintoanarm-chair,headdedinalowvoice,pressingEmmanuel’shandsignificantly,"Watchoverhim."

           "Whyso?"askedtheyoungman,surprised.

           "Icannotexplainmyself;butwatchoverhim.

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