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"

Are

you

not

,

"

he

asked

,

"

the

priest

who

here

in

the

Chateau

d'If

is

generally

thought

to

be-ill

?

"

"

Mad

,

you

mean

,

do

n't

you

?

"

"

I

did

not

like

to

say

so

,

"

answered

Dantes

,

smiling

.

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"

Well

,

then

,

"

resumed

Faria

with

a

bitter

smile

,

"

let

me

answer

your

question

in

full

,

by

acknowledging

that

I

am

the

poor

mad

prisoner

of

the

Chateau

d'If

,

for

many

years

permitted

to

amuse

the

different

visitors

with

what

is

said

to

be

my

insanity

;

and

,

in

all

probability

,

I

should

be

promoted

to

the

honor

of

making

sport

for

the

children

,

if

such

innocent

beings

could

be

found

in

an

abode

devoted

like

this

to

suffering

and

despair

.

"

Dantes

remained

for

a

short

time

mute

and

motionless

;

at

length

he

said

--

"

Then

you

abandon

all

hope

of

escape

?

"

"

I

perceive

its

utter

impossibility

;

and

I

consider

it

impious

to

attempt

that

which

the

Almighty

evidently

does

not

approve

.

"

"

Nay

,

be

not

discouraged

.

Would

it

not

be

expecting

too

much

to

hope

to

succeed

at

your

first

attempt

?

Why

not

try

to

find

an

opening

in

another

direction

from

that

which

has

so

unfortunately

failed

?

"

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"

Alas

,

it

shows

how

little

notion

you

can

have

of

all

it

has

cost

me

to

effect

a

purpose

so

unexpectedly

frustrated

,

that

you

talk

of

beginning

over

again

.

In

the

first

place

,

I

was

four

years

making

the

tools

I

possess

,

and

have

been

two

years

scraping

and

digging

out

earth

,

hard

as

granite

itself

;

then

what

toil

and

fatigue

has

it

not

been

to

remove

huge

stones

I

should

once

have

deemed

impossible

to

loosen

.

Whole

days

have

I

passed

in

these

Titanic

efforts

,

considering

my

labor

well

repaid

if

,

by

night-time

I

had

contrived

to

carry

away

a

square

inch

of

this

hard-bound

cement

,

changed

by

ages

into

a

substance

unyielding

as

the

stones

themselves

;

then

to

conceal

the

mass

of

earth

and

rubbish

I

dug

up

,

I

was

compelled

to

break

through

a

staircase

,

and

throw

the

fruits

of

my

labor

into

the

hollow

part

of

it

;

but

the

well

is

now

so

completely

choked

up

,

that

I

scarcely

think

it

would

be

possible

to

add

another

handful

of

dust

without

leading

to

discovery

.

Consider

also

that

I

fully

believed

I

had

accomplished

the

end

and

aim

of

my

undertaking

,

for

which

I

had

so

exactly

husbanded

my

strength

as

to

make

it

just

hold

out

to

the

termination

of

my

enterprise

;

and

now

,

at

the

moment

when

I

reckoned

upon

success

,

my

hopes

are

forever

dashed

from

me

.

No

,

I

repeat

again

,

that

nothing

shall

induce

me

to

renew

attempts

evidently

at

variance

with

the

Almighty

's

pleasure

.

"

Dantes

held

down

his

head

,

that

the

other

might

not

see

how

joy

at

the

thought

of

having

a

companion

outweighed

the

sympathy

he

felt

for

the

failure

of

the

abbe

's

plans

.

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