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- Александр Дюма
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- Граф Монте-Кристо
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- Стр. 1275/1279
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"
Oh
,
yes
,
with
all
my
soul
.
"
"
Well
,
then
,
listen
,
Valentine
,
"
said
the
count
;
"
I
have
a
favor
to
ask
of
you
.
"
"
Of
me
?
Oh
,
am
I
happy
enough
for
that
?
"
"
Yes
;
you
have
called
Haidee
your
sister
--
let
her
become
so
indeed
,
Valentine
;
render
her
all
the
gratitude
you
fancy
that
you
owe
to
me
;
protect
her
,
for
"
(
the
count
's
voice
was
thick
with
emotion
)
"
henceforth
she
will
be
alone
in
the
world
.
"
"
Alone
in
the
world
!
"
repeated
a
voice
behind
the
count
,
"
and
why
?
"
Monte
Cristo
turned
around
;
Haidee
was
standing
pale
,
motionless
,
looking
at
the
count
with
an
expression
of
fearful
amazement
.
"
Because
tomorrow
,
Haidee
,
you
will
be
free
;
you
will
then
assume
your
proper
position
in
society
,
for
I
will
not
allow
my
destiny
to
overshadow
yours
.
Daughter
of
a
prince
,
I
restore
to
you
the
riches
and
name
of
your
father
.
"
Haidee
became
pale
,
and
lifting
her
transparent
hands
to
heaven
,
exclaimed
in
a
voice
stifled
with
tears
,
"
Then
you
leave
me
,
my
lord
?
"
"
Haidee
,
Haidee
,
you
are
young
and
beautiful
;
forget
even
my
name
,
and
be
happy
.
"
