Граф Монте-Крісто

The Departure.

           Ihavebeensooverwhelmedbythemanystormsthathavebrokenovermyhead,thatIambecomepassiveinthehandsoftheAlmighty,likeasparrowinthetalonsofaneagle.Ilive,becauseitisnotordainedformetodie.Ifsuccorbesenttome,Iwillacceptit."

           "Ah,madame,"saidMonteCristo,"youshouldnottalkthus!Itisnotsoweshouldevinceourresignationtothewillofheaven;onthecontrary,weareallfreeagents."

           "Alas!"exclaimedMercedes,"ifitwereso,ifIpossessedfree-will,butwithoutthepowertorenderthatwillefficacious,itwoulddrivemetodespair."MonteCristodroppedhisheadandshrankfromthevehemenceofhergrief."Willyounotevensayyouwillseemeagain?"heasked.

           "Onthecontrary,weshallmeetagain,"saidMercedes,pointingtoheavenwithsolemnity."ItellyousotoprovetoyouthatIstillhope."Andafterpressingherowntremblinghanduponthatofthecount,Mercedesrushedupthestairsanddisappeared.MonteCristoslowlyleftthehouseandturnedtowardsthequay.ButMercedesdidnotwitnesshisdeparture,althoughshewasseatedatthelittlewindowoftheroomwhichhadbeenoccupiedbyoldDantes.Hereyeswerestrainingtoseetheshipwhichwascarryinghersonoverthevastsea;butstillhervoiceinvoluntarilymurmuredsoftly,"Edmond,Edmond,Edmond!"

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