Граф Монте-Крісто

The Morrel Family.

           "Pardonme,Ihadnointentionofcommittinganindiscretion."

           "Indiscretionoh,youmakeushappybygivingusanexcuseforexpatiatingonthissubject.Ifwewantedtoconcealthenobleactionthispursecommemorates,weshouldnotexposeitthustoview.Oh,wouldwecouldrelateiteverywhere,andtoeveryone,sothattheemotionofourunknownbenefactormightrevealhispresence."

           "Ah,really,"saidMonteCristoinahalf-stifledvoice.

           "Monsieur,"returnedMaximilian,raisingtheglasscover,andrespectfullykissingthesilkenpurse,"thishastouchedthehandofamanwhosavedmyfatherfromsuicide,usfromruin,andournamefromshameanddisgraceamanbywhosematchlessbenevolencewepoorchildren,doomedtowantandwretchedness,canatpresentheareveryoneenvyingourhappylot.Thisletter"(ashespoke,Maximiliandrewaletterfromthepurseandgaveittothecount)—"thisletterwaswrittenbyhimthedaythatmyfatherhadtakenadesperateresolution,andthisdiamondwasgivenbythegenerousunknowntomysisterasherdowry."MonteCristoopenedtheletter,andreaditwithanindescribablefeelingofdelight.Itwastheletterwritten(asourreadersknow)toJulie,andsigned"SinbadtheSailor.""Unknownyousay,isthemanwhorenderedyouthisserviceunknowntoyou?"

           "Yes;wehaveneverhadthehappinessofpressinghishand,"continuedMaximilian.

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