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"
I
fire
first
?
"
"
Oh
,
I
obtained
,
or
rather
claimed
that
;
we
had
conceded
enough
for
them
to
yield
us
that
.
"
"
And
at
what
distance
?
"
"
Twenty
paces
.
"
A
smile
of
terrible
import
passed
over
the
count
's
lips
.
"
Morrel
,
"
said
he
,
"
do
not
forget
what
you
have
just
seen
.
"
"
The
only
chance
for
Albert
's
safety
,
then
,
will
arise
from
your
emotion
.
"
"
I
suffer
from
emotion
?
"
said
Monte
Cristo
.
"
Or
from
your
generosity
,
my
friend
;
to
so
good
a
marksman
as
you
are
,
I
may
say
what
would
appear
absurd
to
another
.
"
"
What
is
that
?
"
"
Break
his
arm
--
wound
him
--
but
do
not
kill
him
.
"
"
I
will
tell
you
,
Morrel
,
"
said
the
count
,
"
that
I
do
not
need
entreating
to
spare
the
life
of
M.
