Граф Монте-Крісто

The Departure.

           "Aswehavebeforesaid,thepostchaisewaswaiting;fourpowerfulhorseswerealreadypawingthegroundwithimpatience,whileAli,apparentlyjustarrivedfromalongwalk,wasstandingatthefootofthesteps,hisfacebathedinperspiration."Well,"askedthecountinArabic,"haveyoubeentoseetheoldman?"Alimadeasignintheaffirmative.

           "Andhaveyouplacedtheletterbeforehim,asIorderedyoutodo?"

           Theslaverespectfullysignalizedthathehad."Andwhatdidhesay,orratherdo?"Aliplacedhimselfinthelight,sothathismastermightseehimdistinctly,andthenimitatinginhisintelligentmannerthecountenanceoftheoldman,heclosedhiseyes,asNoirtierwasinthecustomofdoingwhensaying"Yes."

           "Good;heaccepts,"saidMonteCristo."Nowletusgo."

           Thesewordshadscarcelyescapedhim,whenthecarriagewasonitsway,andthefeetofthehorsesstruckashowerofsparksfromthepavement.Maximiliansettledhimselfinhiscornerwithoututteringaword.Halfanhourhadpassedwhenthecarriagestoppedsuddenly;thecounthadjustpulledthesilkencheck-string,whichwasfastenedtoAli’sfinger.TheNubianimmediatelydescendedandopenedthecarriagedoor.

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