Граф Монте-Кристо

The Promise.

           "Adeepsighescapedtheyoungman,whogazedlongandmournfullyatherheloved."Alas,"repliedhe,"itisdreadfulthustohearmycondemnationfromyourownlips.Thesentenceispassed,and,inafewhours,willbeexecuted;itmustbeso,andIwillnotendeavortopreventit.But,sinceyousaynothingremainsbutforM.d’Epinaytoarrivethatthecontractmaybesigned,andthefollowingdayyouwillbehis,tomorrowyouwillbeengagedtoM.d’Epinay,forhecamethismorningtoParis."Valentineutteredacry.

           "IwasatthehouseofMonteCristoanhoursince,"saidMorrel;"wewerespeaking,heofthesorrowyourfamilyhadexperienced,andIofyourgrief,whenacarriagerolledintothecourt-yard.Never,tillthen,hadIplacedanyconfidenceinpresentiments,butnowIcannothelpbelievingthem,Valentine.AtthesoundofthatcarriageIshuddered;soonIheardstepsonthestaircase,whichterrifiedmeasmuchasthefootstepsofthecommanderdidDonJuan.Thedooratlastopened;AlbertdeMorcerfenteredfirst,andIbegantohopemyfearswerevain,when,afterhim,anotheryoungmanadvanced,andthecountexclaimed‘Ah,hereistheBaronFranzd’Epinay!’Isummonedallmystrengthandcouragetomysupport.PerhapsIturnedpaleandtrembled,butcertainlyIsmiled;andfiveminutesafterIleft,withouthavingheardonewordthathadpassed."

           "PoorMaximilian!"murmuredValentine.

           "Valentine,thetimehasarrivedwhenyoumustanswerme.

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