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"
Suddenly
we
heard
loud
cries
;
and
,
listening
,
discerned
that
they
were
cries
of
joy
.
The
name
of
the
French
officer
who
had
been
sent
to
Constantinople
resounded
on
all
sides
amongst
our
Palikares
;
it
was
evident
that
he
brought
the
answer
of
the
emperor
,
and
that
it
was
favorable
.
"
"
And
do
you
not
remember
the
Frenchman
's
name
?
"
said
Morcerf
,
quite
ready
to
aid
the
memory
of
the
narrator
.
Monte
Cristo
made
a
sign
to
him
to
be
silent
.
"
I
do
not
recollect
it
,
"
said
Haidee
.
"
The
noise
increased
;
steps
were
heard
approaching
nearer
and
nearer
:
they
were
descending
the
steps
leading
to
the
cavern
.
Selim
made
ready
his
lance
.
Soon
a
figure
appeared
in
the
gray
twilight
at
the
entrance
of
the
cave
,
formed
by
the
reflection
of
the
few
rays
of
daylight
which
had
found
their
way
into
this
gloomy
retreat
.
'
Who
are
you
?
'
cried
Selim
.
'
But
whoever
you
may
be
,
I
charge
you
not
to
advance
another
step
.
'
--
'
Long
live
the
emperor
!
'
said
the
figure
.
'
He
grants
a
full
pardon
to
the
Vizier
Ali
,
and
not
only
gives
him
his
life
,
but
restores
to
him
his
fortune
and
his
possessions
.
'
My
mother
uttered
a
cry
of
joy
,
and
clasped
me
to
her
bosom
.
'
Stop
,
'
said
Selim
,
seeing
that
she
was
about
to
go
out
;
'
you
see
I
have
not
yet
received
the
ring
,
'
--
'
True
,
'
said
my
mother
.
And
she
fell
on
her
knees
,
at
the
same
time
holding
me
up
towards
heaven
,
as
if
she
desired
,
while
praying
to
God
in
my
behalf
,
to
raise
me
actually
to
his
presence
.
"
And
for
the
second
time
Haidee
stopped
,
overcome
by
such
violent
emotion
that
the
perspiration
stood
upon
her
pale
brow
,
and
her
stifled
voice
seemed
hardly
able
to
find
utterance
,
so
parched
and
dry
were
her
throat
and
lips
.
Monte
Cristo
poured
a
little
iced
water
into
a
glass
,
and
presented
it
to
her
,
saying
with
a
mildness
in
which
was
also
a
shade
of
command
--
"
Courage
.
"
Haidee
dried
her
eyes
,
and
continued
:
"
By
this
time
our
eyes
,
habituated
to
the
darkness
,
had
recognized
the
messenger
of
the
pasha
--
it
was
a
friend
.
Selim
had
also
recognized
him
,
but
the
brave
young
man
only
acknowledged
one
duty
,
which
was
to
obey
.
'
In
whose
name
do
you
come
?
'
said
he
to
him
.
'
I
come
in
the
name
of
our
master
,
Ali
Tepelini
.
'
--
'
If
you
come
from
Ali
himself
,
'
said
Selim
,
'
you
know
what
you
were
charged
to
remit
to
me
?
'
--
'
Yes
,
'
said
the
messenger
,
'
and
I
bring
you
his
ring
.
'
At
these
words
he
raised
his
hand
above
his
head
,
to
show
the
token
;
but
it
was
too
far
off
,
and
there
was
not
light
enough
to
enable
Selim
,
where
he
was
standing
,
to
distinguish
and
recognize
the
object
presented
to
his
view
.
'
I
do
not
see
what
you
have
in
your
hand
,
'
said
Selim
.
'
Approach
then
,
'
said
the
messenger
,
'
or
I
will
come
nearer
to
you
,
if
you
prefer
it
.
'
--
'
I
will
agree
to
neither
one
nor
the
other
,
'
replied
the
young
soldier
;
'
place
the
object
which
I
desire
to
see
in
the
ray
of
light
which
shines
there
,
and
retire
while
I
examine
it
.
'
--
'
Be
it
so
,
'
said
the
envoy
;
and
he
retired
,
after
having
first
deposited
the
token
agreed
on
in
the
place
pointed
out
to
him
by
Selim
.
"
Oh
,
how
our
hearts
palpitated
;
for
it
did
,
indeed
,
seem
to
be
a
ring
which
was
placed
there
.
But
was
it
my
father
's
ring
?
that
was
the
question
.
Selim
,
still
holding
in
his
hand
the
lighted
match
,
walked
towards
the
opening
in
the
cavern
,
and
,
aided
by
the
faint
light
which
streamed
in
through
the
mouth
of
the
cave
,
picked
up
the
token
.
"
'
It
is
well
,
'
said
he
,
kissing
it
;
'
it
is
my
master
's
ring
!
'
And
throwing
the
match
on
the
ground
,
he
trampled
on
it
and
extinguished
it
.
The
messenger
uttered
a
cry
of
joy
and
clapped
his
hands
.
