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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1  "And what may it be?"
2.  "To-morrow."
3.  "Oh, such a dreadful thing, that I don't dare to tell you."
4.  "Gentlemen," interrupted Albert, "I think you did notunderstand that something very serious had passed between M.de Monte Cristo and myself."
5.  "You heard it for the first time at Marseilles, twenty-threeyears ago, the day of your marriage with Mademoiselle deSaint-Meran. Refer to your papers."
6.  "And the drawers?"


1.  "She only speaks Romaic."
2.  "Nay, madame, the law is frequently powerless to effectthis; all it can do is to avenge the wrong done."
3.  At the precise time when Madame Danglars, dressed in blackand concealed in a long veil, was ascending the stairsleading to Debray's apartments, -- notwithstanding theassurances of the concierge that the young man was not athome, -- Debray was occupied in repelling the insinuationsof a friend, who tried to persuade him that after theterrible scene which had just taken place he ought, as afriend of the family, to marry Mademoiselle Danglars and hertwo millions. Debray did not defend himself very warmly, forthe idea had sometimes crossed his mind; still, when herecollected the independent, proud spirit of Eugenie, hepositively rejected it as utterly impossible, though thesame thought again continually recurred and found aresting-place in his heart. Tea, play, and the conversation,which had become interesting during the discussion of suchserious affairs, lasted till one o'clock in the morning.
4.  "Yes, to be sure; must I say Baron Danglars? I might as wellsay Count Benedetto. He was an old friend of mine and if hehad not so bad a memory he ought to invite me to yourwedding, seeing he came to mine. Yes, yes, to mine; gad, hewas not so proud then, -- he was an under-clerk to the goodM. Morrel. I have dined many times with him and the Count ofMorcerf, so you see I have some high connections and were Ito cultivate them a little, we might meet in the samedrawing-rooms."
5.  "Speak, speak, signora," said Albert, "I am listening withthe most intense delight and interest to all you say."
6.  "No, you will not die; but will you promise me, whateverhappens, that you will not complain, but hope?"


1.  "Because nothing can save you; your wounds are mortal. Hadit been possible to save you, I should have considered itanother proof of God's mercy, and I would again haveendeavored to restore you, I swear by my father's tomb."
2.  "I have known a man much more unfortunate than you, Morrel."
3.  "Certainly."
4.  Monte Cristo concealed himself behind a large tomb andawaited the arrival of Morrel, who by degrees approached thetomb now abandoned by spectators and workmen. Morrel threw aglance around, but before it reached the spot occupied byMonte Cristo the latter had advanced yet nearer, stillunperceived. The young man knelt down. The count, withoutstretched neck and glaring eyes, stood in an attitudeready to pounce upon Morrel upon the first occasion. Morrelbent his head till it touched the stone, then clutching thegrating with both hands, he murmured, -- "Oh, Valentine!"The count's heart was pierced by the utterance of these twowords; he stepped forward, and touching the young man'sshoulder, said, -- "I was looking for you, my friend." MonteCristo expected a burst of passion, but he was deceived, forMorrel turning round, said calmly, --
5.   "No; not until he attempted to kill the turnkey, who tookhis food to him."
6.  "It is, nevertheless, conclusive to my mind. My ten years ofservice have also confirmed my ideas on the subject ofsudden inspirations, for I have several times owed my lifeto a mysterious impulse which directed me to move at onceeither to the right or to the left, in order to escape theball which killed the comrade fighting by my side, while itleft me unharmed."


1.  "You know," said the abbe, "that I was the secretary andintimate friend of Cardinal Spada, the last of the princesof that name. I owe to this worthy lord all the happiness Iever knew. He was not rich, although the wealth of hisfamily had passed into a proverb, and I heard the phrasevery often, `As rich as a Spada.' But he, like public rumor,lived on this reputation for wealth; his palace was myparadise. I was tutor to his nephews, who are dead; and whenhe was alone in the world, I tried by absolute devotion tohis will, to make up to him all he had done for me duringten years of unremitting kindness. The cardinal's house hadno secrets for me. I had often seen my noble patronannotating ancient volumes, and eagerly searching amongstdusty family manuscripts. One day when I was reproaching himfor his unavailing searches, and deploring the prostrationof mind that followed them, he looked at me, and, smilingbitterly, opened a volume relating to the History of theCity of Rome. There, in the twentieth chapter of the Life ofPope Alexander VI., were the following lines, which I cannever forget: --
2.  "Ah," cried Benedetto, his eyes sparkling with joy. Justthen the door opened, and the jailer, addressing himself toBertuccio, said, -- "Excuse me, sir, but the examiningmagistrate is waiting for the prisoner."
3.  "My good friend," said Albert, "I beg pardon for myintrusion, but I was anxious to know from your own mouth ifyour master was really out or not."
4、  "Perfectly well, my good friend; and I will prove it to youby putting the dots to the `i,' or rather by naming thepersons. You were walking one evening in M. de Villefort'sgarden; from what you relate, I suppose it to have been theevening of Madame de Saint-Meran's death. You heard M. deVillefort talking to M. d'Avrigny about the death of M. deSaint-Meran, and that no less surprising, of the countess.M. d'Avrigny said he believed they both proceeded frompoison; and you, honest man, have ever since been askingyour heart and sounding your conscience to know if you oughtto expose or conceal this secret. Why do you torment them?`Conscience, what hast thou to do with me?' as Sterne said.My dear fellow, let them sleep on, if they are asleep; letthem grow pale in their drowsiness, if they are disposed todo so, and pray do you remain in peace, who have no remorseto disturb you." Deep grief was depicted on Morrel'sfeatures; he seized Monte Cristo's hand. "But it isbeginning again, I say!"
5、  "That you are blindfolded, and do not take off the bandageuntil he himself bids you." Franz looked at Gaetano, to see,if possible, what he thought of this proposal. "Ah," repliedhe, guessing Franz's thought, "I know this is a seriousmatter."




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      "Well, sir," said the abbe, "you have spoken unreservedly;and thus to accuse yourself is to deserve pardon."

  • 单晓娟 08-10

      "Because you have not yet invited me."

  • 何悦 08-10

       The president called for the indictment, revised as we know,by the clever and implacable pen of Villefort. During thereading of this, which was long, the public attention wascontinually drawn towards Andrea, who bore the inspectionwith Spartan unconcern. Villefort had never been so conciseand eloquent. The crime was depicted in the most vividcolors; the former life of the prisoner, his transformation,a review of his life from the earliest period, were setforth with all the talent that a knowledge of human lifecould furnish to a mind like that of the procureur.Benedetto was thus forever condemned in public opinionbefore the sentence of the law could be pronounced. Andreapaid no attention to the successive charges which werebrought against him. M. de Villefort, who examined himattentively, and who no doubt practiced upon him all thepsychological studies he was accustomed to use, in vainendeavored to make him lower his eyes, notwithstanding thedepth and profundity of his gaze. At length the reading ofthe indictment was ended.

  • 林柚园 08-10

      "And are you going there?"

  • 唐纪军 08-09

    {  "I almost hesitated, though," replied the sailor; "youlooked more like a brigand than an honest man, with yourbeard six inches, and your hair a foot long." Dantesrecollected that his hair and beard had not been cut all thetime he was at the Chateau d'If.

  • 彼德·麦克罗尔 08-08


  • 乔剑文 08-08

      "None at all."

  • 石韬 08-08

      Chapter 105The Cemetery of Pere-la-Chaise.

  • 辛建党 08-07

       Noirtier made no answer. "What do you want with a notary?"again repeated Villefort. The invalid's eye remained fixed,by which expression he intended to intimate that hisresolution was unalterable. "Is it to do us some ill turn?Do you think it is worth while?" said Villefort.

  • 宦璐 08-05

    {  "What does he appear to be?"

  • 师昌绪 08-05

      At length Tuesday came, the last and most tumultuous day ofthe Carnival. On Tuesday, the theatres open at ten o'clockin the morning, as Lent begins after eight at night. OnTuesday, all those who through want of money, time, orenthusiasm, have not been to see the Carnival before, minglein the gayety, and contribute to the noise and excitement.From two o'clock till five Franz and Albert followed in thefete, exchanging handfuls of confetti with the othercarriages and the pedestrians, who crowded amongst thehorses' feet and the carriage wheels without a singleaccident, a single dispute, or a single fight. The fetes areveritable pleasure days to the Italians. The author of thishistory, who has resided five or six years in Italy, doesnot recollect to have ever seen a ceremony interrupted byone of those events so common in other countries. Albert wastriumphant in his harlequin costume. A knot of rose-coloredribbons fell from his shoulder almost to the ground. Inorder that there might be no confusion, Franz wore hispeasant's costume.