Граф Монте-Крісто

The Fifth of September.

           AfterdinnerMorrelusuallywentoutandusedtotakehiscoffeeatthePhocaeanclub,andreadtheSemaphore;thisdayhedidnotleavethehouse,butreturnedtohisoffice.

           AstoCocles,heseemedcompletelybewildered.Forpartofthedayhewentintothecourt-yard,seatedhimselfonastonewithhisheadbareandexposedtotheblazingsun.Emmanueltriedtocomfortthewomen,buthiseloquencefaltered.Theyoungmanwastoowellacquaintedwiththebusinessofthehouse,nottofeelthatagreatcatastrophehungovertheMorrelfamily.Nightcame,thetwowomenhadwatched,hopingthatwhenhelefthisroomMorrelwouldcometothem,buttheyheardhimpassbeforetheirdoor,andtryingtoconcealthenoiseofhisfootsteps.Theylistened;hewentintohissleeping-room,andfastenedthedoorinside.MadameMorrelsentherdaughtertobed,andhalfanhourafterJuliehadretired,sherose,tookoffhershoes,andwentstealthilyalongthepassage,toseethroughthekeyholewhatherhusbandwasdoing.Inthepassageshesawaretreatingshadow;itwasJulie,who,uneasyherself,hadanticipatedhermother.TheyoungladywenttowardsMadameMorrel.

           "Heiswriting,"shesaid.Theyhadunderstoodeachotherwithoutspeaking.MadameMorrellookedagainthroughthekeyhole,Morrelwaswriting;butMadameMorrelremarked,whatherdaughterhadnotobserved,thatherhusbandwaswritingonstampedpaper.Theterribleideathathewaswritinghiswillflashedacrossher;sheshuddered,andyethadnotstrengthtoutteraword.

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