Граф Монте-Кристо

The Challenge.

           YouwillreturnafterthreeorfouryearswithaRussianprincessforabride,andnoonewillthinkmoreofwhatoccurredyesterdaythanifithadhappenedsixteenyearsago."

           "Thankyou,mydearBeauchamp,thankyoufortheexcellentfeelingwhichpromptsyouradvice;butitcannotbe.Ihavetoldyoumywish,orrathermydetermination.Youunderstandthat,interestedasIaminthisaffair,Icannotseeitinthesamelightasyoudo.Whatappearstoyoutoemanatefromacelestialsource,seemstometoproceedfromonefarlesspure.Providenceappearstometohavenoshareinthisaffair;andhappilyso,forinsteadoftheinvisible,impalpableagentofcelestialrewardsandpunishments,Ishallfindonebothpalpableandvisible,onwhomIshallrevengemyself,Iassureyou,forallIhavesufferedduringthelastmonth.Now,Irepeat,Beauchamp,Iwishtoreturntohumanandmaterialexistence,andifyouarestillthefriendyouprofesstobe,helpmetodiscoverthehandthatstrucktheblow."

           "Beitso,"saidBeauchamp;"ifyoumusthavemedescendtoearth,Isubmit;andifyouwillseekyourenemy,Iwillassistyou,andIwillengagetofindhim,myhonorbeingalmostasdeeplyinterestedasyours."

           "Well,then,youunderstand,Beauchamp,thatwebeginoursearchimmediately.Eachmoment’sdelayisaneternityforme.Thecalumniatorisnotyetpunished,andhemayhopethathewillnotbe;but,onmyhonor,ifhethinksso,hedeceiveshimself."

           "Well,listen,Morcerf.

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