Граф Монте-Крісто

The Pont du Gard Inn.

           "NotbecauseIhavetheleastdesiretolearnanythingyoumaypleasetoconcealfromme,butsimplythatif,throughyourassistance,Icoulddistributethelegacyaccordingtothewishesofthetestator,why,somuchthebetter,thatisall."

           "Ihopeitmaybeso,"repliedCaderousse,hisfaceflushedwithcupidity.

           "Iamallattention,"saidtheabbe.

           "Stopaminute,"answeredCaderousse;"wemightbeinterruptedinthemostinterestingpartofmystory,whichwouldbeapity;anditisaswellthatyourvisithithershouldbemadeknownonlytoourselves."Withthesewordshewentstealthilytothedoor,whichheclosed,and,bywayofstillgreaterprecaution,boltedandbarredit,ashewasaccustomedtodoatnight.Duringthistimetheabbehadchosenhisplaceforlisteningathisease.Heremovedhisseatintoacorneroftheroom,wherehehimselfwouldbeindeepshadow,whilethelightwouldbefullythrownonthenarrator;then,withheadbentdownandhandsclasped,orratherclinchedtogether,hepreparedtogivehiswholeattentiontoCaderousse,whoseatedhimselfonthelittlestool,exactlyoppositetohim.

           "Remember,thisisnoaffairofmine,"saidthetremblingvoiceofLaCarconte,asthoughthroughtheflooringofherchambersheviewedthescenethatwasenactingbelow.

           "Enough,enough!"repliedCaderousse;"saynomoreaboutit;Iwilltakealltheconsequencesuponmyself."Andhebeganhisstory.

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