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- Александр Дюма
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- Граф Монте-Кристо
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"
But
,
viscount
,
since
we
can
not
perform
the
journey
in
less
than
seven
or
eight
hours
,
do
not
keep
me
waiting
.
"
"
Do
not
fear
,
I
have
little
to
prepare
.
"
Monte
Cristo
smiled
as
he
nodded
to
Albert
,
then
remained
a
moment
absorbed
in
deep
meditation
.
But
passing
his
hand
across
his
forehead
as
if
to
dispel
his
revery
,
he
rang
the
bell
twice
and
Bertuccio
entered
.
"
Bertuccio
,
"
said
he
,
"
I
intend
going
this
evening
to
Normandy
,
instead
of
tomorrow
or
the
next
day
.
You
will
have
sufficient
time
before
five
o'clock
;
despatch
a
messenger
to
apprise
the
grooms
at
the
first
station
.
M.
de
Morcerf
will
accompany
me
.
"
Bertuccio
obeyed
and
despatched
a
courier
to
Pontoise
to
say
the
travelling-carriage
would
arrive
at
six
o'clock
.
From
Pontoise
another
express
was
sent
to
the
next
stage
,
and
in
six
hours
all
the
horses
stationed
on
the
road
were
ready
.
Before
his
departure
,
the
count
went
to
Haidee
's
apartments
,
told
her
his
intention
,
and
resigned
everything
to
her
care
.
Albert
was
punctual
.
The
journey
soon
became
interesting
from
its
rapidity
,
of
which
Morcerf
had
formed
no
previous
idea
.
"
Truly
,
"
said
Monte
Cristo
,
"
with
your
posthorses
going
at
the
rate
of
two
leagues
an
hour
,
and
that
absurd
law
that
one
traveller
shall
not
pass
another
without
permission
,
so
that
an
invalid
or
ill-tempered
traveller
may
detain
those
who
are
well
and
active
,
it
is
impossible
to
move
;
I
escape
this
annoyance
by
travelling
with
my
own
postilion
and
horses
;
do
I
not
,
Ali
?
"
The
count
put
his
head
out
of
the
window
and
whistled
,
and
the
horses
appeared
to
fly
.
The
carriage
rolled
with
a
thundering
noise
over
the
pavement
,
and
every
one
turned
to
notice
the
dazzling
meteor
.
Ali
,
smiling
,
repeated
the
sound
,
grasped
the
reins
with
a
firm
hand
,
and
spurred
his
horses
,
whose
beautiful
manes
floated
in
the
breeze
.
This
child
of
the
desert
was
in
his
element
,
and
with
his
black
face
and
sparkling
eyes
appeared
,
in
the
cloud
of
dust
he
raised
,
like
the
genius
of
the
simoom
and
the
god
of
the
hurricane
.
"
I
never
knew
till
now
the
delight
of
speed
,
"
said
Morcerf
,
and
the
last
cloud
disappeared
from
his
brow
;
"
but
where
the
devil
do
you
get
such
horses
?
Are
they
made
to
order
?
"
"
Precisely
,
"
said
the
count
;
"
six
years
since
I
bought
a
horse
in
Hungary
remarkable
for
its
swiftness
.
The
thirty-two
that
we
shall
use
to-night
are
its
progeny
;
they
are
all
entirely
black
,
with
the
exception
of
a
star
upon
the
forehead
.
"
"
That
is
perfectly
admirable
;
but
what
do
you
do
,
count
,
with
all
these
horses
?
"
"
You
see
,
I
travel
with
them
.
"
"
But
you
are
not
always
travelling
.
"
"
When
I
no
longer
require
them
,
Bertuccio
will
sell
them
,
and
he
expects
to
realize
thirty
or
forty
thousand
francs
by
the
sale
.
"
