Граф Монте-Крісто

The Fifth of October.

           Adieu,mynobleandgenerousfriend,adieu;IwillgoandtellValentinewhatyouhavedoneforme."Andslowly,thoughwithoutanyhesitation,onlywaitingtopressthecount’shandfervently,heswallowedthemysterioussubstanceofferedbyMonteCristo.Thentheywerebothsilent.Ali,muteandattentive,broughtthepipesandcoffee,anddisappeared.Bydegrees,thelightofthelampsgraduallyfadedinthehandsofthemarblestatueswhichheldthem,andtheperfumesappearedlesspowerfultoMorrel.Seatedoppositetohim,MonteCristowatchedhimintheshadow,andMorrelsawnothingbutthebrighteyesofthecount.Anoverpoweringsadnesstookpossessionoftheyoungman,hishandsrelaxedtheirhold,theobjectsintheroomgraduallylosttheirformandcolor,andhisdisturbedvisionseemedtoperceivedoorsandcurtainsopeninthewalls.

           "Friend,"hecried,"IfeelthatIamdying;thanks!"Hemadealastefforttoextendhishand,butitfellpowerlessbesidehim.ThenitappearedtohimthatMonteCristosmiled,notwiththestrangeandfearfulexpressionwhichhadsometimesrevealedtohimthesecretsofhisheart,butwiththebenevolentkindnessofafatherforachild.Atthesametimethecountappearedtoincreaseinstature,hisform,nearlydoubleitsusualheight,stoodoutinreliefagainsttheredtapestry,hisblackhairwasthrownback,andhestoodintheattitudeofanavengingangel.Morrel,overpowered,turnedaroundinthearm-chair;adelicioustorporpermeatedeveryvein.

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