Граф Монте-Крісто

The Past.

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           "Impossible!"

           "Alas,"saidMonteCristo,"itistheinfirmityofournaturealwaystobelieveourselvesmuchmoreunhappythanthosewhogroanbyoursides!"

           "Whatcanbemorewretchedthanthemanwhohaslostallhelovedanddesiredintheworld?"

           "Listen,Morrel,andpayattentiontowhatIamabouttotellyou.Iknewamanwholikeyouhadfixedallhishopesofhappinessuponawoman.Hewasyoung,hehadanoldfatherwhomheloved,abetrothedbridewhomheadored.Hewasabouttomarryher,whenoneofthecapricesoffatewhichwouldalmostmakeusdoubtthegoodnessofprovidence,ifthatprovidencedidnotafterwardsrevealitselfbyprovingthatallisbutameansofconductingtoanendoneofthosecapricesdeprivedhimofhismistress,ofthefutureofwhichhehaddreamed(forinhisblindnessheforgothecouldonlyreadthepresent),andcasthimintoadungeon."

           "Ah,"saidMorrel,"onequitsadungeoninaweek,amonth,orayear."

           "Heremainedtherefourteenyears,Morrel,"saidthecount,placinghishandontheyoungman’sshoulder.Maximilianshuddered.

           "Fourteenyears!"hemuttered—"Fourteenyears!"repeatedthecount."Duringthattimehehadmanymomentsofdespair.Healso,Morrel,likeyou,consideredhimselftheunhappiestofmen."

           "Well?"askedMorrel.

           "Well,attheheightofhisdespairGodassistedhimthroughhumanmeans.

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