Граф Монте-Крісто

The Story.

           Butavailinghimselfofthedoctor’sorder,theoldmanwouldnottakeanysustenance;atlength(afterninedaysofdespairandfasting),theoldmandied,cursingthosewhohadcausedhismisery,andsayingtoMercedes,‘IfyoueverseemyEdmondagain,tellhimIdieblessinghim.’"Theabberosefromhischair,madetwoturnsroundthechamber,andpressedhistremblinghandagainsthisparchedthroat."Andyoubelievehedied"—

           "Ofhunger,sir,ofhunger,"saidCaderousse."IamascertainofitasthatwetwoareChristians."

           Theabbe,withashakinghand,seizedaglassofwaterthatwasstandingbyhimhalf-full,swalloweditatonegulp,andthenresumedhisseat,withredeyesandpalecheeks."Thiswas,indeed,ahorridevent."saidheinahoarsevoice.

           "Themoreso,sir,asitwasmen’sandnotGod’sdoing."

           "Tellmeofthosemen,"saidtheabbe,"andremembertoo,"headdedinanalmostmenacingtone,"youhavepromisedtotellmeeverything.Tellme,therefore,whoarethesemenwhokilledthesonwithdespair,andthefatherwithfamine?"

           "Twomenjealousofhim,sir;onefromlove,andtheotherfromambitionFernandandDanglars."

           "Howwasthisjealousymanifested?Speakon."

           "TheydenouncedEdmondasaBonapartistagent."

           "Whichofthetwodenouncedhim?Whichwastherealdelinquent?"

           "Both,sir;onewithaletter,andtheotherputitinthepost.

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