Граф Монте-Крісто

The Rain of Blood.

           Inthestruggleherclothescaughtfire,andtheywereobligedtoletgotheirholdinordertopreservethemselvesfromsharingthesamefate.Coveredwithflames,Assuntarushedwildlytothedoor,butitwasfastened;sheflewtothewindows,buttheywerealsosecured;thentheneighborsheardfrightfulshrieks;itwasAssuntacallingforhelp.Thecriesdiedawayingroans,andnextmorning,assoonasVasilio’swifecouldmusterupcouragetoventureabroad,shecausedthedoorofourdwellingtobeopenedbythepublicauthorities,whenAssunta,althoughdreadfullyburnt,wasfoundstillbreathing;everydrawerandclosetinthehousehadbeenforcedopen,andthemoneystolen.BenedettoneveragainappearedatRogliano,neitherhaveIsincethatdayeitherseenorheardanythingconcerninghim.

           "ItwassubsequentlytothesedreadfuleventsthatIwaitedonyourexcellency,towhomitwouldhavebeenfollytohavementionedBenedetto,sincealltraceofhimseemedentirelylost;orofmysister,sinceshewasdead."

           "Andinwhatlightdidyouviewtheoccurrence?"inquiredMonteCristo.

           "AsapunishmentforthecrimeIhadcommitted,"answeredBertuccio."Oh,thoseVillefortsareanaccursedrace!"

           "Trulytheyare,"murmuredthecountinalugubrioustone.

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