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"
No
,
take
it
away
;
I
can
see
in
the
dark
.
"
"
Why
,
you
are
like
No.
34
.
They
said
he
was
so
accustomed
to
darkness
that
he
could
see
a
pin
in
the
darkest
corner
of
his
dungeon
.
"
"
He
spent
fourteen
years
to
arrive
at
that
,
"
muttered
the
count
.
The
guide
carried
away
the
torch
.
The
count
had
spoken
correctly
.
Scarcely
had
a
few
seconds
elapsed
,
ere
he
saw
everything
as
distinctly
as
by
daylight
.
Then
he
looked
around
him
,
and
really
recognized
his
dungeon
.
"
Yes
,
"
he
said
,
"
there
is
the
stone
upon
which
I
used
to
sit
;
there
is
the
impression
made
by
my
shoulders
on
the
wall
;
there
is
the
mark
of
my
blood
made
when
one
day
I
dashed
my
head
against
the
wall
.
Oh
,
those
figures
,
how
well
I
remember
them
!
I
made
them
one
day
to
calculate
the
age
of
my
father
,
that
I
might
know
whether
I
should
find
him
still
living
,
and
that
of
Mercedes
,
to
know
if
I
should
find
her
still
free
.
After
finishing
that
calculation
,
I
had
a
minute
's
hope
.
I
did
not
reckon
upon
hunger
and
infidelity
!
"
and
a
bitter
laugh
escaped
the
count
.
He
saw
in
fancy
the
burial
of
his
father
,
and
the
marriage
of
Mercedes
.
On
the
other
side
of
the
dungeon
he
perceived
an
inscription
,
the
white
letters
of
which
were
still
visible
on
the
green
wall
.
"
'
O
God
,
'
"
he
read
,
"
'
preserve
my
memory
!
'
Oh
,
yes
,
"
he
cried
,
"
that
was
my
only
prayer
at
last
;
I
no
longer
begged
for
liberty
,
but
memory
;
I
dreaded
to
become
mad
and
forgetful
.
O
God
,
thou
hast
preserved
my
memory
;
I
thank
thee
,
I
thank
thee
!
"
At
this
moment
the
light
of
the
torch
was
reflected
on
the
wall
;
the
guide
was
coming
;
Monte
Cristo
went
to
meet
him
.
"
Follow
me
,
sir
;
"
and
without
ascending
the
stairs
the
guide
conducted
him
by
a
subterraneous
passage
to
another
entrance
.
There
,
again
,
Monte
Cristo
was
assailed
by
a
multitude
of
thoughts
.
The
first
thing
that
met
his
eye
was
the
meridian
,
drawn
by
the
abbe
on
the
wall
,
by
which
he
calculated
the
time
;
then
he
saw
the
remains
of
the
bed
on
which
the
poor
prisoner
had
died
.
The
sight
of
this
,
instead
of
exciting
the
anguish
experienced
by
the
count
in
the
dungeon
,
filled
his
heart
with
a
soft
and
grateful
sentiment
,
and
tears
fell
from
his
eyes
.
"
This
is
where
the
mad
abbe
was
kept
,
sir
,
and
that
is
where
the
young
man
entered
;
"
and
the
guide
pointed
to
the
opening
,
which
had
remained
unclosed
.
"
From
the
appearance
of
the
stone
,
"
he
continued
,
"
a
learned
gentleman
discovered
that
the
prisoners
might
have
communicated
together
for
ten
years
.
Poor
things
!
Those
must
have
been
ten
weary
years
.
"
Dantes
took
some
louis
from
his
pocket
,
and
gave
them
to
the
man
who
had
twice
unconsciously
pitied
him
.
The
guide
took
them
,
thinking
them
merely
a
few
pieces
of
little
value
;
but
the
light
of
the
torch
revealed
their
true
worth
.
"
Sir
,
"
he
said
,
"
you
have
made
a
mistake
;
you
have
given
me
gold
.
"
