Граф Монте-Крісто

Major Cavalcanti.

           Youmustmakesomereformationinthatquarter."

           "Youhaveopenedmyeyes,"saidtheItaliangravely;"Iwillshowthegentlementhedoor."MonteCristoresumedtheperusaloftheletter:

           "‘Andwhoonlyneedsonethingmoretomakehimhappy.’"

           "Yes,indeedbutone!"saidthemajorwithasigh.

           "‘Whichistorecoveralostandadoredson.’"

           "Alostandadoredson!"

           "‘Stolenawayinhisinfancy,eitherbyanenemyofhisnoblefamilyorbythegypsies.’"

           "Attheageoffiveyears!"saidthemajorwithadeepsigh,andraisinghiseyetoheaven.

           "Unhappyfather,"saidMonteCristo.Thecountcontinued:

           "‘Ihavegivenhimrenewedlifeandhope,intheassurancethatyouhavethepowerofrestoringthesonwhomhehasvainlysoughtforfifteenyears.’"Themajorlookedatthecountwithanindescribableexpressionofanxiety."Ihavethepowerofsodoing,"saidMonteCristo.Themajorrecoveredhisself-possession."So,then,"saidhe,"theletterwastruetotheend?"

           "Didyoudoubtit,mydearMonsieurBartolomeo?"

           "No,indeed;certainlynot;agoodman,amanholdingreligiousoffice,asdoestheAbbeBusoni,couldnotcondescendtodeceiveorplayoffajoke;butyourexcellencyhasnotreadall."

           "Ah,true,"saidMonteCristo"thereisapostscript.

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