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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1  "M. de Villefort is here."
2.  "So I should suppose by her dress; if you know no more thanthat, every one here is as well-informed as yourself."
3.  "And what was his reply?"
4.  "Very well, then."
5.  "True; but I am not jealous."
6.  The third act had begun; and during its progress the Countof Morcerf, according to his promise, made his appearance inthe box of Madame Danglars. The Count of Morcerf was not aperson to excite either interest or curiosity in a place ofpublic amusement; his presence, therefore, was whollyunnoticed, save by the occupants of the box in which he hadjust seated himself. The quick eye of Monte Cristo however,marked his coming; and a slight though meaning smile passedover his lips. Haidee, whose soul seemed centred in thebusiness of the stage, like all unsophisticated natures,delighted in whatever addressed itself to the eye or ear.


1.  The doctor analyzed the symptoms of the malady to which theprisoner had succumbed, and declared that he was dead.Questions and answers followed in a nonchalant manner thatmade Dantes indignant, for he felt that all the world shouldhave for the poor abbe a love and respect equal to his own.
2.  "Very rich, do you think?" replied the young man.
3.  "I am going to have the honor of taking my leave of you,mademoiselle, solemnly assuring you that I wish your lifemay be so calm, so happy, and so fully occupied, that theremay be no place for me even in your memory."
4.  "I cannot be mistaken; there are your horses! The veryanimals we were speaking of, harnessed to the count'scarriage!"
5.  "We shall see," returned the other, smiling.
6.  "Sir," replied the host, "we will do all in our power toprocure you one -- this is all I can say."


1.  "None."
2.  All that evening nothing was spoken of but the foresight ofDanglars, who had sold his shares, and of the luck of thestock-jobber, who only lost five hundred thousand francs bysuch a blow. Those who had kept their shares, or boughtthose of Danglars, looked upon themselves as ruined, andpassed a very bad night. Next morning Le Moniteur containedthe following:
3.  "A great misfortune, M. Morrel," replied the young man, --"a great misfortune, for me especially! Off Civita Vecchiawe lost our brave Captain Leclere."
4.  The first risk that Dantes ran was, that the jailer, when hebrought him his supper at seven o'clock, might perceive thechange that had been made; fortunately, twenty times atleast, from misanthropy or fatigue, Dantes had received hisjailer in bed, and then the man placed his bread and soup onthe table, and went away without saying a word. This timethe jailer might not be as silent as usual, but speak toDantes, and seeing that he received no reply, go to the bed,and thus discover all.
5.   (Signed)
6.  "Yes," returned Dantes, holding out his hand, "I thank youagain."


1.  "But," said Morrel, "the culprit -- the murderer -- theassassin."
2.  "Contempt, my friend? How does this misfortune affect you?No, happily that unjust prejudice is forgotten which madethe son responsible for the father's actions. Review yourlife, Albert; although it is only just beginning, did alovely summer's day ever dawn with greater purity than hasmarked the commencement of your career? No, Albert, take myadvice. You are young and rich -- leave Paris -- all is soonforgotten in this great Babylon of excitement and changingtastes. You will return after three or four years with aRussian princess for a bride, and no one will think more ofwhat occurred yesterday than if it had happened sixteenyears ago."
3.  The artist who could have depicted the expression of thesetwo countenances would certainly have made of them abeautiful picture. All these proofs of an energeticresolution, which Albert did not fear on his own account,alarmed him for his mother. "What are you doing?" asked he.
4、  Such was the state of affairs when, the day after hisinterview with M. de Boville, the confidential clerk of thehouse of Thomson & French of Rome, presented himself at M.Morrel's. Emmanuel received him; this young man was alarmedby the appearance of every new face, for every new facemight be that of a new creditor, come in anxiety to questionthe head of the house. The young man, wishing to spare hisemployer the pain of this interview, questioned thenew-comer; but the stranger declared that he had nothing tosay to M. Emmanuel, and that his business was with M. Morrelin person. Emmanuel sighed, and summoned Cocles. Coclesappeared, and the young man bade him conduct the stranger toM. Morrel's apartment. Cocles went first, and the strangerfollowed him. On the staircase they met a beautiful girl ofsixteen or seventeen, who looked with anxiety at thestranger.
5、  "My dear fellow," replied Albert, with perfect ease of mind,"remember, for the future, Napoleon's maxim, `Never awakenme but for bad news;' if you had let me sleep on, I shouldhave finished my galop, and have been grateful to you all mylife. So, then, they have paid my ransom?"




  • 麦特 08-09

      At these words the public attention became more intense, andall eyes were turned towards the door through whichBenedetto was to enter. The door soon opened and the accusedappeared. The same impression was experienced by allpresent, and no one was deceived by the expression of hiscountenance. His features bore no sign of that deep emotionwhich stops the beating of the heart and blanches the cheek.His hands, gracefully placed, one upon his hat, the other inthe opening of his white waistcoat, were not at alltremulous; his eye was calm and even brilliant. Scarcely hadhe entered the hall when he glanced at the whole body ofmagistrates and assistants; his eye rested longer on thepresident, and still more so on the king's attorney. By theside of Andrea was stationed the lawyer who was to conducthis defence, and who had been appointed by the court, forAndrea disdained to pay any attention to those details, towhich he appeared to attach no importance. The lawyer was ayoung man with light hair whose face expressed a hundredtimes more emotion than that which characterized theprisoner.

  • 张仲亭 08-09

      "And the drawers?"

  • 薛莉 08-09

       "If you wish, I will inquire."

  • 朱绍斌 08-09

      "Rest assured of that; you well know that our interests arethe same."

  • 维季奇 08-08

    {  "But what have you done?" asked Franz. "Speak out, there's aworthy fellow."

  • 张子非 08-07

      "How do you know?"}

  • 李永宁 08-07

      "Friend," he cried, "I feel that I am dying; thanks!" Hemade a last effort to extend his hand, but it fell powerlessbeside him. Then it appeared to him that Monte Cristosmiled, not with the strange and fearful expression whichhad sometimes revealed to him the secrets of his heart, butwith the benevolent kindness of a father for a child. At thesame time the count appeared to increase in stature, hisform, nearly double its usual height, stood out in reliefagainst the red tapestry, his black hair was thrown back,and he stood in the attitude of an avenging angel. Morrel,overpowered, turned around in the arm-chair; a delicioustorpor permeated every vein. A change of ideas presentedthemselves to his brain, like a new design on thekaleidoscope. Enervated, prostrate, and breathless, hebecame unconscious of outward objects; he seemed to beentering that vague delirium preceding death. He wished onceagain to press the count's hand, but his own was immovable.He wished to articulate a last farewell, but his tongue laymotionless and heavy in his throat, like a stone at themouth of a sepulchre. Involuntarily his languid eyes closed,and still through his eyelashes a well-known form seemed tomove amid the obscurity with which he thought himselfenveloped.

  • 徐成松 08-07

      "Yes, count," returned Julie, "we may indeed say he has, forhe has done for us what he grants only to his chosen; hesent us one of his angels." The count's cheeks becamescarlet, and he coughed, in order to have an excuse forputting his handkerchief to his mouth. "Those born towealth, and who have the means of gratifying every wish,"said Emmanuel, "know not what is the real happiness of life,just as those who have been tossed on the stormy waters ofthe ocean on a few frail planks can alone realize theblessings of fair weather."

  • 钟鑫冽 08-06

       "He was a merchant, monsieur, and had succeeded to thebusiness of my poor father. M. Morrel, at his death, left500,000 francs, which were divided between my sister andmyself, for we were his only children. Her husband, who,when he married her, had no other patrimony than his nobleprobity, his first-rate ability, and his spotlessreputation, wished to possess as much as his wife. Helabored and toiled until he had amassed 250,000 francs; sixyears sufficed to achieve this object. Oh, I assure you,sir, it was a touching spectacle to see these youngcreatures, destined by their talents for higher stations,toiling together, and through their unwillingness to changeany of the customs of their paternal house, taking six yearsto accomplish what less scrupulous people would haveeffected in two or three. Marseilles resounded with theirwell-earned praises. At last, one day, Emmanuel came to hiswife, who had just finished making up the accounts. `Julie,'said he to her, `Cocles has just given me the last rouleauof a hundred francs; that completes the 250,000 francs wehad fixed as the limits of our gains. Can you contentyourself with the small fortune which we shall possess forthe future? Listen to me. Our house transacts business tothe amount of a million a year, from which we derive anincome of 40,000 francs. We can dispose of the business, ifwe please, in an hour, for I have received a letter from M.Delaunay, in which he offers to purchase the good-will ofthe house, to unite with his own, for 300,000 francs. Adviseme what I had better do.' -- `Emmanuel,' returned my sister,`the house of Morrel can only be carried on by a Morrel. Isit not worth 300,000 francs to save our father's name fromthe chances of evil fortune and failure?' -- `I thought so,'replied Emmanuel; `but I wished to have your advice.' --`This is my counsel: -- Our accounts are made up and ourbills paid; all we have to do is to stop the issue of anymore, and close our office.' This was done instantly. It wasthree o'clock; at a quarter past, a merchant presentedhimself to insure two ships; it was a clear profit of 15,000francs. `Monsieur,' said Emmanuel, `have the goodness toaddress yourself to M. Delaunay. We have quitted business.'-- `How long?' inquired the astonished merchant. `A quarterof an hour,' was the reply. And this is the reason,monsieur," continued Maximilian, "of my sister andbrother-in-law having only 25,000 francs a year."

  • 刘哲 08-04

    {  "Of course; it is always with friends that one fights."

  • 顾世平 08-04

      "Luigi Vampa himself searched."