Граф Монте-Крісто

Roman Bandits.

           ‘Cucumettohadviolatedthydaughter,’saidthebandit;‘Ilovedher,thereforeIslewher;forshewouldhaveservedasthesportofthewholeband.’Theoldmanspokenot,andgrewpaleasdeath.‘Now,’continuedCarlini,‘ifIhavedonewrongly,avengeher;’andwithdrawingtheknifefromthewoundinRita’sbosom,hehelditouttotheoldmanwithonehand,whilewiththeotherhetoreopenhisvest.‘Thouhastdonewell!’returnedtheoldmaninahoarsevoice;‘embraceme,myson.’Carlinithrewhimself,sobbinglikeachild,intothearmsofhismistress’sfather.Thesewerethefirsttearsthemanofbloodhadeverwept.‘Now,’saidtheoldman,‘aidmetoburymychild.’Carlinifetchedtwopickaxes;andthefatherandtheloverbegantodigatthefootofahugeoak,beneathwhichtheyounggirlwastorepose.Whenthegravewasformed,thefatherkissedherfirst,andthenthelover;afterwards,onetakingthehead,theotherthefeet,theyplacedherinthegrave.Thentheykneltoneachsideofthegrave,andsaidtheprayersofthedead.Then,whentheyhadfinished,theycasttheearthoverthecorpse,untilthegravewasfilled.Then,extendinghishand,theoldmansaid;‘Ithankyou,myson;andnowleavemealone.’‘Yet’repliedCarlini.‘Leaveme,Icommandyou.’Carliniobeyed,rejoinedhiscomrades,foldedhimselfinhiscloak,andsoonappearedtosleepassoundlyastherest.Ithadbeenresolvedthenightbeforetochangetheirencampment.

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Сторінка 527 з 1932