Граф Монте-Кристо

Expiation.

           Then,rising,hewentout,andmeetingaservantonthestairs,heasked,"WhereisM.deVillefort?"

           Theservant,insteadofanswering,pointedtothegarden.MonteCristorandownthesteps,andadvancingtowardsthespotdesignatedbeheldVillefort,encircledbyhisservants,withaspadeinhishand,anddiggingtheearthwithfury."Itisnothere!"hecried."Itisnothere!"Andthenhemovedfartheron,andbeganagaintodig.

           MonteCristoapproachedhim,andsaidinalowvoice,withanexpressionalmosthumble,"Sir,youhaveindeedlostason;but"—

           Villefortinterruptedhim;hehadneitherlistenednorheard."Oh,Iwillfindit,"hecried;"youmaypretendheisnothere,butIwillfindhim,thoughIdigforever!"MonteCristodrewbackinhorror."Oh,"hesaid,"heismad!"Andasthoughhefearedthatthewallsoftheaccursedhousewouldcrumblearoundhim,herushedintothestreet,forthefirsttimedoubtingwhetherhehadtherighttodoashehaddone."Oh,enoughofthisenoughofthis,"hecried;"letmesavethelast."Onenteringhishouse,hemetMorrel,whowanderedaboutlikeaghostawaitingtheheavenlymandateforreturntothetomb."Prepareyourself,Maximilian,"hesaidwithasmile;"weleaveParistomorrow."

           "Haveyounothingmoretodothere?"askedMorrel.

           "No,"repliedMonteCristo;"GodgrantImaynothavedonetoomuchalready."

           Thenextdaytheyindeedleft,accompaniedonlybyBaptistin

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