Граф Монте-Крісто

The Pont du Gard Inn.

           "Yousaytruly,thegiftofpoorEdmondwasnotmeantforsuchtraitorsasFernandandDanglars;besides,whatwoulditbetothem?nomorethanadropofwaterintheocean."

           "Remember,"chimedinLaCarconte,"thosetwocouldcrushyouatasingleblow!"

           "Howso?"inquiredtheabbe."Arethesepersons,then,sorichandpowerful?"

           "Doyounotknowtheirhistory?"

           "Idonot.Prayrelateittome!"Caderousseseemedtoreflectforafewmoments,thensaid,"No,truly,itwouldtakeuptoomuchtime."

           "Well,mygoodfriend,"returnedtheabbe,inatonethatindicatedutterindifferenceonhispart,"youareatliberty,eithertospeakorbesilent,justasyouplease;formyownpart,Irespectyourscruplesandadmireyoursentiments;soletthematterend.IshalldomydutyasconscientiouslyasIcan,andfulfilmypromisetothedyingman.Myfirstbusinesswillbetodisposeofthisdiamond."Sosaying,theabbeagaindrawthesmallboxfromhispocket,openedit,andcontrivedtoholditinsuchalight,thatabrightflashofbrillianthuespassedbeforethedazzledgazeofCaderousse.

           "Wife,wife!"criedheinahoarsevoice,"comehere!"

           "Diamond!"exclaimedLaCarconte,risinganddescendingtothechamberwithatolerablyfirmstep;"whatdiamondareyoutalkingabout?"

           "Why,didyounothearallwesaid?"inquiredCaderousse.

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