Граф Монте-Крісто

The Secret Cave.

           Thehingesyieldedintheirturnandfell,stillholdingintheirgraspfragmentsofthewood,andthechestwasopen.

           Edmondwasseizedwithvertigo;hecockedhisgunandlaiditbesidehim.Hethenclosedhiseyesaschildrendoinorderthattheymayseeintheresplendentnightoftheirownimaginationmorestarsthanarevisibleinthefirmament;thenhere-openedthem,andstoodmotionlesswithamazement.Threecompartmentsdividedthecoffer.Inthefirst,blazedpilesofgoldencoin;inthesecond,wererangedbarsofunpolishedgold,whichpossessednothingattractivesavetheirvalue;inthethird,Edmondgraspedhandfulsofdiamonds,pearls,andrubies,which,astheyfellononeanother,soundedlikehailagainstglass.Afterhavingtouched,felt,examinedthesetreasures,Edmondrushedthroughthecavernslikeamanseizedwithfrenzy;heleapedonarock,fromwhencehecouldbeholdthesea.Hewasalonealonewiththesecountless,theseunheard-oftreasures!washeawake,orwasitbutadream?

           Hewouldfainhavegazeduponhisgold,andyethehadnotstrengthenough;foraninstantheleanedhisheadinhishandsasiftopreventhissensesfromleavinghim,andthenrushedmadlyabouttherocksofMonteCristo,terrifyingthewildgoatsandscaringthesea-fowlswithhiswildcriesandgestures;thenhereturned,and,stillunabletobelievetheevidenceofhissenses,rushedintothegrotto,andfoundhimselfbeforethismineofgoldandjewels

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