Граф Монте-Крісто

Number 34 and Number 27.

           Iwillnotforgetyou.Wait."

           "Howlong?"

           "Imustcalculateourchances;Iwillgiveyouthesignal."

           "Butyouwillnotleaveme;youwillcometome,oryouwillletmecometoyou.Wewillescape,andifwecannotescapewewilltalk;youofthosewhomyoulove,andIofthosewhomIlove.Youmustlovesomebody?"

           "No,Iamaloneintheworld."

           "Thenyouwillloveme.Ifyouareyoung,Iwillbeyourcomrade;ifyouareold,Iwillbeyourson.Ihaveafatherwhoisseventyifheyetlives;IonlylovehimandayounggirlcalledMercedes.Myfatherhasnotyetforgottenme,Iamsure,butGodaloneknowsifshelovesmestill;IshallloveyouasIlovedmyfather."

           "Itiswell,"returnedthevoice;"tomorrow."

           Thesefewwordswereutteredwithanaccentthatleftnodoubtofhissincerity;Dantesrose,dispersedthefragmentswiththesameprecautionasbefore,andpushedhisbedbackagainstthewall.Hethengavehimselfuptohishappiness.Hewouldnolongerbealone.Hewas,perhaps,abouttoregainhisliberty;attheworst,hewouldhaveacompanion,andcaptivitythatissharedisbuthalfcaptivity.Plaintsmadeincommonarealmostprayers,andprayerswheretwoorthreearegatheredtogetherinvokethemercyofheaven.

           AlldayDanteswalkedupanddownhiscell.Hesatdownoccasionallyonhisbed,pressinghishandonhisheart.Attheslightestnoiseheboundedtowardsthedoor.

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