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- Граф Монте-Кристо
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These
few
words
were
uttered
with
an
accent
that
left
no
doubt
of
his
sincerity
;
Dantes
rose
,
dispersed
the
fragments
with
the
same
precaution
as
before
,
and
pushed
his
bed
back
against
the
wall
.
He
then
gave
himself
up
to
his
happiness
.
He
would
no
longer
be
alone
.
He
was
,
perhaps
,
about
to
regain
his
liberty
;
at
the
worst
,
he
would
have
a
companion
,
and
captivity
that
is
shared
is
but
half
captivity
.
Plaints
made
in
common
are
almost
prayers
,
and
prayers
where
two
or
three
are
gathered
together
invoke
the
mercy
of
heaven
.
All
day
Dantes
walked
up
and
down
his
cell
.
He
sat
down
occasionally
on
his
bed
,
pressing
his
hand
on
his
heart
.
At
the
slightest
noise
he
bounded
towards
the
door
.
Once
or
twice
the
thought
crossed
his
mind
that
he
might
be
separated
from
this
unknown
,
whom
he
loved
already
;
and
then
his
mind
was
made
up
--
when
the
jailer
moved
his
bed
and
stooped
to
examine
the
opening
,
he
would
kill
him
with
his
water
jug
.
He
would
be
condemned
to
die
,
but
he
was
about
to
die
of
grief
and
despair
when
this
miraculous
noise
recalled
him
to
life
.
The
jailer
came
in
the
evening
.
Dantes
was
on
his
bed
.
It
seemed
to
him
that
thus
he
better
guarded
the
unfinished
opening
.
Doubtless
there
was
a
strange
expression
in
his
eyes
,
for
the
jailer
said
,
"
Come
,
are
you
going
mad
again
?
"
Dantes
did
not
answer
;
he
feared
that
the
emotion
of
his
voice
would
betray
him
.
The
jailer
went
away
shaking
his
head
.
Night
came
;
Dantes
hoped
that
his
neighbor
would
profit
by
the
silence
to
address
him
,
but
he
was
mistaken
.
The
next
morning
,
however
,
just
as
he
removed
his
bed
from
the
wall
,
he
heard
three
knocks
;
he
threw
himself
on
his
knees
.
"
Is
it
you
?
"
said
he
;
"
I
am
here
.
"
"
Is
your
jailer
gone
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
said
Dantes
;
"
he
will
not
return
until
the
evening
;
so
that
we
have
twelve
hours
before
us
.
"
"
I
can
work
,
then
?
"
said
the
voice
.
"
Oh
,
yes
,
yes
;
this
instant
,
I
entreat
you
