Граф Монте-Кристо

The Lemonade.

           

           "Ah,Ihavebeenrunningveryfast,mademoiselle,butImustdoM.Morrelthejusticetosaythatheranstillfaster."Noirtierdirectedtheirattentiontoawaiter,onwhichwasplacedadecantercontaininglemonadeandaglass.Thedecanterwasnearlyfull,withtheexceptionofalittle,whichhadbeenalreadydrunkbyM.Noirtier.

           "Come,Barrois,"saidtheyounggirl,"takesomeofthislemonade;Iseeyouarecovetingagooddraughtofit."

           "Thefactis,mademoiselle,"saidBarrois,"Iamdyingwiththirst,andsinceyouaresokindastoofferitme,IcannotsayIshouldatallobjecttodrinkingyourhealthinaglassofit."

           "Takesome,then,andcomebackimmediately."Barroistookawaythewaiter,andhardlywasheoutsidethedoor,whichinhishasteheforgottoshut,thantheysawhimthrowbackhisheadandemptytotheverydregstheglasswhichValentinehadfilled.ValentineandMorrelwereexchangingtheiradieuxinthepresenceofNoirtierwhenaringwasheardatthedoor-bell.Itwasthesignalofavisit.Valentinelookedatherwatch.

           "Itispastnoon,"saidshe,"andtodayisSaturday;Idaresayitisthedoctor,grandpapa."Noirtierlookedhisconvictionthatshewasrightinhersupposition."Hewillcomeinhere,andM.Morrelhadbettergodoyounotthinkso,grandpapa?"

           "Yes,"signedtheoldman.

           "Barrois,"criedValentine,"Barrois!"

           "Iamcoming,mademoiselle,"repliedhe.

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