Граф Монте-Крісто

The Judge.

           "MadamedeVillefortstretchedoutherhands,andfellonherknees.

           "Iunderstand,"hesaid,"youconfess;butaconfessionmadetothejudges,aconfessionmadeatthelastmoment,extortedwhenthecrimecannotbedenied,diminishesnotthepunishmentinflictedontheguilty!"

           "Thepunishment?"exclaimedMadamedeVillefort,"thepunishment,monsieur?Twiceyouhavepronouncedthatword!"

           "Certainly.Didyouhopetoescapeitbecauseyouwerefourtimesguilty?Didyouthinkthepunishmentwouldbewithheldbecauseyouarethewifeofhimwhopronouncesit?No,madame,no;thescaffoldawaitsthepoisoner,whoevershemaybe,unless,asIjustsaid,thepoisonerhastakentheprecautionofkeepingforherselfafewdropsofherdeadliestpotion."MadamedeVillefortutteredawildcry,andahideousanduncontrollableterrorspreadoverherdistortedfeatures."Oh,donotfearthescaffold,madame,"saidthemagistrate;"Iwillnotdishonoryou,sincethatwouldbedishonortomyself;no,ifyouhaveheardmedistinctly,youwillunderstandthatyouarenottodieonthescaffold."

           "No,Idonotunderstand;whatdoyoumean?"stammeredtheunhappywoman,completelyoverwhelmed."Imeanthatthewifeofthefirstmagistrateinthecapitalshallnot,byherinfamy,soilanunblemishedname;thatsheshallnot,withoneblow,dishonorherhusbandandherchild.

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