Граф Монте-Крісто

The Marriage–Feast.

           

           "Father,"saidMercedes,stoppingwhenshehadreachedthecentreofthetable,"sit,Iprayyou,onmyrighthand;onmyleftIwillplacehimwhohaseverbeenasabrothertome,"pointingwithasoftandgentlesmiletoFernand;butherwordsandlookseemedtoinflictthediresttortureonhim,forhislipsbecameghastlypale,andevenbeneaththedarkhueofhiscomplexionthebloodmightbeseenretreatingasthoughsomesuddenpangdroveitbacktotheheart.

           Duringthistime,Dantes,attheoppositesideofthetable,hadbeenoccupiedinsimilarlyplacinghismosthonoredguests.M.Morrelwasseatedathisrighthand,Danglarsathisleft;while,atasignfromEdmond,therestofthecompanyrangedthemselvesastheyfounditmostagreeable.

           Thentheybegantopassaroundthedusky,piquant,Arlesiansausages,andlobstersintheirdazzlingredcuirasses,prawnsoflargesizeandbrilliantcolor,theechinuswithitspricklyoutsideanddaintymorselwithin,theclovis,esteemedbytheepicuresoftheSouthasmorethanrivallingtheexquisiteflavoroftheoysterallthedelicacies,infact,thatarecastupbythewashofwatersonthesandybeach,andstyledbythegratefulfishermen"fruitsofthesea."

           "Aprettysilencetruly!"saidtheoldfatherofthebride-groom,ashecarriedtohislipsaglassofwineofthehueandbrightnessofthetopaz,andwhichhadjustbeenplacedbeforeMercedesherself.

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