Граф Монте-Крісто

The Departure.

           Ihavebeenthecauseofallyourmisfortunes;butwhydoyoupity,insteadofblamingme?Yourendermestillmoreunhappy"—

           "Hateyou,blameyouyou,Edmond!Hate,reproach,themanthathassparedmyson’slife!ForwasitnotyourfatalandsanguinaryintentiontodestroythatsonofwhomM.deMorcerfwassoproud?Oh,lookatmeclosely,anddiscoverifyoucaneventhesemblanceofareproachinme."ThecountlookedupandfixedhiseyesonMercedes,whoarosepartlyfromherseatandextendedbothherhandstowardshim."Oh,lookatme,"continuedshe,withafeelingofprofoundmelancholy,"myeyesnolongerdazzlebytheirbrilliancy,forthetimehaslongfledsinceIusedtosmileonEdmondDantes,whoanxiouslylookedoutformefromthewindowofyondergarret,theninhabitedbyhisoldfather.Yearsofgriefhavecreatedanabyssbetweenthosedaysandthepresent.Ineitherreproachyounorhateyou,myfriend.Oh,no,Edmond,itismyselfthatIblame,myselfthatIhate!Oh,miserablecreaturethatIam!"criedshe,claspingherhands,andraisinghereyestoheaven."Ioncepossessedpiety,innocence,andlove,thethreeingredientsofthehappinessofangels,andnowwhatamI?"MonteCristoapproachedher,andsilentlytookherhand."No,"saidshe,withdrawingitgently—"no,myfriend,touchmenot.Youhavesparedme,yetofallthosewhohavefallenunderyourvengeanceIwasthemostguilty.Theywereinfluencedbyhatred,byavarice,andbyself-love;butIwasbase,andforwantofcourageactedagainstmyjudgment.

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