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- Александр Дюма
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- Граф Монте-Кристо
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- Стр. 1068/1279
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"
Oh
,
no
,
no
,
"
said
the
general
,
smiling
faintly
,
"
I
did
not
come
for
that
purpose
;
you
are
right
.
I
came
to
tell
you
that
I
also
look
upon
you
as
my
enemy
.
I
came
to
tell
you
that
I
hate
you
instinctively
;
that
it
seems
as
if
I
had
always
known
you
,
and
always
hated
you
;
and
,
in
short
,
since
the
young
people
of
the
present
day
will
not
fight
,
it
remains
for
us
to
do
so
.
Do
you
think
so
,
sir
?
"
"
Certainly
.
And
when
I
told
you
I
had
foreseen
the
result
,
it
is
the
honor
of
your
visit
I
alluded
to
.
"
"
So
much
the
better
.
Are
you
prepared
?
"
"
Yes
,
sir
.
"
"
You
know
that
we
shall
fight
till
one
of
us
is
dead
,
"
said
the
general
,
whose
teeth
were
clinched
with
rage
.
"
Until
one
of
us
dies
,
"
repeated
Monte
Cristo
,
moving
his
head
slightly
up
and
down
.
"
Let
us
start
,
then
;
we
need
no
witnesses
.
"
"
Very
true
,
"
said
Monte
Cristo
;
"
it
is
unnecessary
,
we
know
each
other
so
well
!
"
"
On
the
contrary
,
"
said
the
count
,
"
we
know
so
little
of
each
other
.
"
"
Indeed
?
"
said
Monte
Cristo
,
with
the
same
indomitable
coolness
;
"
let
us
see
.
Are
you
not
the
soldier
Fernand
who
deserted
on
the
eve
of
the
battle
of
Waterloo
?
Are
you
not
the
Lieutenant
Fernand
who
served
as
guide
and
spy
to
the
French
army
in
Spain
?
Are
you
not
the
Captain
Fernand
who
betrayed
,
sold
,
and
murdered
his
benefactor
,
Ali
?
And
have
not
all
these
Fernands
,
united
,
made
Lieutenant
--
General
,
the
Count
of
Morcerf
,
peer
of
France
?
"
