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- Граф Монте-Кристо
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"
Maximilian
,
Maximilian
,
"
he
said
,
"
the
ideas
you
yield
to
are
unworthy
of
a
Christian
.
"
"
Oh
,
do
not
fear
,
my
friend
,
"
said
Morrel
,
raising
his
head
,
and
smiling
with
a
sweet
expression
on
the
count
;
"
I
shall
no
longer
attempt
my
life
.
"
"
Then
we
are
to
have
no
more
pistols
--
no
more
despair
?
"
"
No
;
I
have
found
a
better
remedy
for
my
grief
than
either
a
bullet
or
a
knife
.
"
"
Poor
fellow
,
what
is
it
?
"
"
My
grief
will
kill
me
of
itself
.
"
"
My
friend
,
"
said
Monte
Cristo
,
with
an
expression
of
melancholy
equal
to
his
own
,
"
listen
to
me
.
One
day
,
in
a
moment
of
despair
like
yours
,
since
it
led
to
a
similar
resolution
,
I
also
wished
to
kill
myself
;
one
day
your
father
,
equally
desperate
,
wished
to
kill
himself
too
.
If
any
one
had
said
to
your
father
,
at
the
moment
he
raised
the
pistol
to
his
head
--
if
any
one
had
told
me
,
when
in
my
prison
I
pushed
back
the
food
I
had
not
tasted
for
three
days
--
if
anyone
had
said
to
either
of
us
then
,
'
Live
--
the
day
will
come
when
you
will
be
happy
,
and
will
bless
life
!
'
--
no
matter
whose
voice
had
spoken
,
we
should
have
heard
him
with
the
smile
of
doubt
,
or
the
anguish
of
incredulity
--
and
yet
how
many
times
has
your
father
blessed
life
while
embracing
you
--
how
often
have
I
myself
"
--
"
Ah
,
"
exclaimed
Morrel
,
interrupting
the
count
,
"
you
had
only
lost
your
liberty
,
my
father
had
only
lost
his
fortune
,
but
I
have
lost
Valentine
.
"
"
Look
at
me
,
"
said
Monte
Cristo
,
with
that
expression
which
sometimes
made
him
so
eloquent
and
persuasive
--
"
look
at
me
.
There
are
no
tears
in
my
eyes
,
nor
is
there
fever
in
my
veins
,
yet
I
see
you
suffer
--
you
,
Maximilian
,
whom
I
love
as
my
own
son
.
Well
,
does
not
this
tell
you
that
in
grief
,
as
in
life
,
there
is
always
something
to
look
forward
to
beyond
?
Now
,
if
I
entreat
,
if
I
order
you
to
live
,
Morrel
,
it
is
in
the
conviction
that
one
day
you
will
thank
me
for
having
preserved
your
life
.
"
