Граф Монте-Крісто

Pyramus and Thisbe.

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           "No,Maximilian,Iamnotoffended,"answeredshe,"butdoyounotseewhatapoor,helplessbeingIam,almostastrangerandanoutcastinmyfather’shouse,whereevenheisseldomseen;whosewillhasbeenthwarted,andspiritsbroken,fromtheageoftenyears,beneaththeironrodsosternlyheldoverme;oppressed,mortified,andpersecuted,daybyday,hourbyhour,minutebyminute,nopersonhascaredfor,evenobservedmysufferings,norhaveIeverbreathedonewordonthesubjectsavetoyourself.Outwardlyandintheeyesoftheworld,Iamsurroundedbykindnessandaffection;butthereverseisthecase.Thegeneralremarkis,‘Oh,itcannotbeexpectedthatoneofsosternacharacterasM.Villefortcouldlavishthetendernesssomefathersdoontheirdaughters.Whatthoughshehaslostherownmotheratatenderage,shehashadthehappinesstofindasecondmotherinMadamedeVillefort.’Theworld,however,ismistaken;myfatherabandonsmefromutterindifference,whilemymother-inlawdetestsmewithahatredsomuchthemoreterriblebecauseitisveiledbeneathacontinualsmile."

           "Hateyou,sweetValentine,"exclaimedtheyoungman;"howisitpossibleforanyonetodothat?"

           "Alas,"repliedtheweepinggirl,"Iamobligedtoownthatmymother-inlaw’saversiontomearisesfromaverynaturalsourceheroverweeningloveforherownchild,mybrotherEdward.

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