Граф Монте-Крісто

The Fifth of October.

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           "Ofme?Oh,amIhappyenoughforthat?"

           "Yes;youhavecalledHaideeyoursisterletherbecomesoindeed,Valentine;renderherallthegratitudeyoufancythatyouowetome;protecther,for"(thecount’svoicewasthickwithemotion)"henceforthshewillbealoneintheworld."

           "Aloneintheworld!"repeatedavoicebehindthecount,"andwhy?"

           MonteCristoturnedaround;Haideewasstandingpale,motionless,lookingatthecountwithanexpressionoffearfulamazement.

           "Becausetomorrow,Haidee,youwillbefree;youwillthenassumeyourproperpositioninsociety,forIwillnotallowmydestinytoovershadowyours.Daughterofaprince,Irestoretoyoutherichesandnameofyourfather."

           Haideebecamepale,andliftinghertransparenthandstoheaven,exclaimedinavoicestifledwithtears,"Thenyouleaveme,mylord?"

           "Haidee,Haidee,youareyoungandbeautiful;forgetevenmyname,andbehappy."

           "Itiswell,"saidHaidee;"yourordershallbeexecuted,mylord;Iwillforgetevenyourname,andbehappy."Andshesteppedbacktoretire.

           "Oh,heavens,"exclaimedValentine,whowassupportingtheheadofMorrelonhershoulder,"doyounotseehowpalesheis?Doyounotseehowshesuffers?"

           Haideeansweredwithaheartrendingexpression,"Whyshouldheunderstandthis,mysister?Heismymaster,andIamhisslave;hehastherighttonoticenothing.

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