Граф Монте-Крісто

The Past.

           "‘OGod,’"heread,"‘preservemymemory!’Oh,yes,"hecried,"thatwasmyonlyprayeratlast;Inolongerbeggedforliberty,butmemory;Idreadedtobecomemadandforgetful.OGod,thouhastpreservedmymemory;Ithankthee,Ithankthee!"Atthismomentthelightofthetorchwasreflectedonthewall;theguidewascoming;MonteCristowenttomeethim.

           "Followme,sir;"andwithoutascendingthestairstheguideconductedhimbyasubterraneouspassagetoanotherentrance.There,again,MonteCristowasassailedbyamultitudeofthoughts.Thefirstthingthatmethiseyewasthemeridian,drawnbytheabbeonthewall,bywhichhecalculatedthetime;thenhesawtheremainsofthebedonwhichthepoorprisonerhaddied.Thesightofthis,insteadofexcitingtheanguishexperiencedbythecountinthedungeon,filledhisheartwithasoftandgratefulsentiment,andtearsfellfromhiseyes.

           "Thisiswherethemadabbewaskept,sir,andthatiswheretheyoungmanentered;"andtheguidepointedtotheopening,whichhadremainedunclosed."Fromtheappearanceofthestone,"hecontinued,"alearnedgentlemandiscoveredthattheprisonersmighthavecommunicatedtogetherfortenyears.Poorthings!Thosemusthavebeentenwearyyears."

           Dantestooksomelouisfromhispocket,andgavethemtothemanwhohadtwiceunconsciouslypitiedhim.Theguidetookthem,thinkingthemmerelyafewpiecesoflittlevalue;butthelightofthetorchrevealedtheirtrueworth.

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