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At
Chalons
I
was
put
upon
the
Saone
,
thence
I
passed
on
to
the
Rhone
,
whence
I
descended
,
merely
with
the
current
,
to
Arles
;
at
Arles
I
was
again
placed
on
my
litter
,
and
continued
my
journey
to
Marseilles
.
My
recovery
lasted
six
months
.
I
never
heard
you
mentioned
,
and
I
did
not
dare
inquire
for
you
.
When
I
returned
to
Paris
,
I
learned
that
you
,
the
widow
of
M.
de
Nargonne
,
had
married
M.
Danglars
.
"
What
was
the
subject
of
my
thoughts
from
the
time
consciousness
returned
to
me
?
Always
the
same
--
always
the
child
's
corpse
,
coming
every
night
in
my
dreams
,
rising
from
the
earth
,
and
hovering
over
the
grave
with
menacing
look
and
gesture
.
I
inquired
immediately
on
my
return
to
Paris
;
the
house
had
not
been
inhabited
since
we
left
it
,
but
it
had
just
been
let
for
nine
years
.
I
found
the
tenant
.
I
pretended
that
I
disliked
the
idea
that
a
house
belonging
to
my
wife
's
father
and
mother
should
pass
into
the
hands
of
strangers
.
I
offered
to
pay
them
for
cancelling
the
lease
;
they
demanded
6,000
francs
.
I
would
have
given
10,000
--
I
would
have
given
20,000
.
I
had
the
money
with
me
;
I
made
the
tenant
sign
the
deed
of
resilition
,
and
when
I
had
obtained
what
I
so
much
wanted
,
I
galloped
to
Auteuil
.
"
No
one
had
entered
the
house
since
I
had
left
it
.
It
was
five
o'clock
in
the
afternoon
;
I
ascended
into
the
red
room
,
and
waited
for
night
.
There
all
the
thoughts
which
had
disturbed
me
during
my
year
of
constant
agony
came
back
with
double
force
.
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The
Corsican
,
who
had
declared
the
vendetta
against
me
,
who
had
followed
me
from
Nimes
to
Paris
,
who
had
hid
himself
in
the
garden
,
who
had
struck
me
,
had
seen
me
dig
the
grave
,
had
seen
me
inter
the
child
--
he
might
become
acquainted
with
your
person
--
nay
,
he
might
even
then
have
known
it
.
Would
he
not
one
day
make
you
pay
for
keeping
this
terrible
secret
?
Would
it
not
be
a
sweet
revenge
for
him
when
he
found
that
I
had
not
died
from
the
blow
of
his
dagger
?
It
was
therefore
necessary
,
before
everything
else
,
and
at
all
risks
,
that
I
should
cause
all
traces
of
the
past
to
disappear
--
that
I
should
destroy
every
material
vestige
;
too
much
reality
would
always
remain
in
my
recollection
.
It
was
for
this
I
had
annulled
the
lease
--
it
was
for
this
I
had
come
--
it
was
for
this
I
was
waiting
.
Night
arrived
;
I
allowed
it
to
become
quite
dark
.
I
was
without
a
light
in
that
room
;
when
the
wind
shook
all
the
doors
,
behind
which
I
continually
expected
to
see
some
spy
concealed
,
I
trembled
.
I
seemed
everywhere
to
hear
your
moans
behind
me
in
the
bed
,
and
I
dared
not
turn
around
.
My
heart
beat
so
violently
that
I
feared
my
wound
would
open
.
At
length
,
one
by
one
,
all
the
noises
in
the
neighborhood
ceased
.
I
understood
that
I
had
nothing
to
fear
,
that
I
should
neither
be
seen
nor
heard
,
so
I
decided
upon
descending
to
the
garden
.
"
Listen
,
Hermine
;
I
consider
myself
as
brave
as
most
men
,
but
when
I
drew
from
my
breast
the
little
key
of
the
staircase
,
which
I
had
found
in
my
coat
--
that
little
key
we
both
used
to
cherish
so
much
,
which
you
wished
to
have
fastened
to
a
golden
ring
--
when
I
opened
the
door
,
and
saw
the
pale
moon
shedding
a
long
stream
of
white
light
on
the
spiral
staircase
like
a
spectre
,
I
leaned
against
the
wall
,
and
nearly
shrieked
.
I
seemed
to
be
going
mad
.
At
last
I
mastered
my
agitation
.
I
descended
the
staircase
step
by
step
;
the
only
thing
I
could
not
conquer
was
a
strange
trembling
in
my
knees
.
I
grasped
the
railings
;
if
I
had
relaxed
my
hold
for
a
moment
,
I
should
have
fallen
.
I
reached
the
lower
door
.
Outside
this
door
a
spade
was
placed
against
the
wall
;
I
took
it
,
and
advanced
towards
the
thicket
.
I
had
provided
myself
with
a
dark
lantern
.
In
the
middle
of
the
lawn
I
stopped
to
light
it
,
then
I
continued
my
path
.
"
It
was
the
end
of
November
,
all
the
verdure
of
the
garden
had
disappeared
,
the
trees
were
nothing
more
than
skeletons
with
their
long
bony
arms
,
and
the
dead
leaves
sounded
on
the
gravel
under
my
feet
.
My
terror
overcame
me
to
such
a
degree
as
I
approached
the
thicket
,
that
I
took
a
pistol
from
my
pocket
and
armed
myself
.
I
fancied
continually
that
I
saw
the
figure
of
the
Corsican
between
the
branches
.
I
examined
the
thicket
with
my
dark
lantern
;
it
was
empty
.
I
looked
carefully
around
;
I
was
indeed
alone
--
no
noise
disturbed
the
silence
but
the
owl
,
whose
piercing
cry
seemed
to
be
calling
up
the
phantoms
of
the
night
.
I
tied
my
lantern
to
a
forked
branch
I
had
noticed
a
year
before
at
the
precise
spot
where
I
stopped
to
dig
the
hole
.
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"
The
grass
had
grown
very
thickly
there
during
the
summer
,
and
when
autumn
arrived
no
one
had
been
there
to
mow
it
.
Still
one
place
where
the
grass
was
thin
attracted
my
attention
;
it
evidently
was
there
I
had
turned
up
the
ground
.
I
went
to
work
.
The
hour
,
then
,
for
which
I
had
been
waiting
during
the
last
year
had
at
length
arrived
.
How
I
worked
,
how
I
hoped
,
how
I
struck
every
piece
of
turf
,
thinking
to
find
some
resistance
to
my
spade
!
But
no
,
I
found
nothing
,
though
I
had
made
a
hole
twice
as
large
as
the
first
.
I
thought
I
had
been
deceived
--
had
mistaken
the
spot
.
I
turned
around
,
I
looked
at
the
trees
,
I
tried
to
recall
the
details
which
had
struck
me
at
the
time
.
A
cold
,
sharp
wind
whistled
through
the
leafless
branches
,
and
yet
the
drops
fell
from
my
forehead
.
I
recollected
that
I
was
stabbed
just
as
I
was
trampling
the
ground
to
fill
up
the
hole
;
while
doing
so
I
had
leaned
against
a
laburnum
;
behind
me
was
an
artificial
rockery
,
intended
to
serve
as
a
resting-place
for
persons
walking
in
the
garden
;
in
falling
,
my
hand
,
relaxing
its
hold
of
the
laburnum
,
felt
the
coldness
of
the
stone
.
On
my
right
I
saw
the
tree
,
behind
me
the
rock
.
I
stood
in
the
same
attitude
,
and
threw
myself
down
.
I
rose
,
and
again
began
digging
and
enlarging
the
hole
;
still
I
found
nothing
,
nothing
--
the
chest
was
no
longer
there
!
"
"
The
chest
no
longer
there
?
"
murmured
Madame
Danglars
,
choking
with
fear
.
"
Think
not
I
contented
myself
with
this
one
effort
,
"
continued
Villefort
.
"
No
;
I
searched
the
whole
thicket
.
I
thought
the
assassin
,
having
discovered
the
chest
,
and
supposing
it
to
be
a
treasure
,
had
intended
carrying
it
off
,
but
,
perceiving
his
error
,
had
dug
another
hole
,
and
deposited
it
there
;
but
I
could
find
nothing
.
Then
the
idea
struck
me
that
he
had
not
taken
these
precautions
,
and
had
simply
thrown
it
in
a
corner
.
In
the
last
case
I
must
wait
for
daylight
to
renew
my
search
.
I
remained
in
the
room
and
waited
.
"