Граф Монте-Крісто

The Departure.

           "saidJulie,"willyourestorehimtouscuredofhismelancholy?"—Morrelturnedawaytoconcealtheconfusionofhiscountenance.

           "Youperceive,then,thatheisnothappy?"saidthecount."Yes,"repliedtheyoungwoman;"andfearmuchthathefindsourhomebutadullone."

           "Iwillundertaketodiverthim,"repliedthecount.

           "Iamreadytoaccompanyyou,sir,"saidMaximilian."Adieu,mykindfriends!EmmanuelJuliefarewell!"

           "Howfarewell?"exclaimedJulie;"doyouleaveusthus,sosuddenly,withoutanypreparationsforyourjourney,withoutevenapassport?"

           "Needlessdelaysbutincreasethegriefofparting,"saidMonteCristo,"andMaximilianhasdoubtlessprovidedhimselfwitheverythingrequisite;atleast,Iadvisedhimtodoso."

           "Ihaveapassport,andmyclothesarereadypacked,"saidMorrelinhistranquilbutmournfulmanner.

           "Good,"saidMonteCristo,smiling;"inthesepromptarrangementswerecognizetheorderofawell-disciplinedsoldier."

           "Andyouleaveus,"saidJulie,"atamoment’swarning?youdonotgiveusadayno,notevenanhourbeforeyourdeparture?"

           "Mycarriageisatthedoor,madame,andImustbeinRomeinfivedays."

           "ButdoesMaximiliangotoRome?"exclaimedEmmanuel.

           "Iamgoingwhereveritmaypleasethecounttotakeme,"saidMorrel,withasmilefullofgrief;"Iamunderhisordersforthenextmonth.

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