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- Граф Монте-Кристо
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Dantes
heard
joyfully
the
key
grate
in
the
lock
;
he
listened
until
the
sound
of
steps
died
away
,
and
then
,
hastily
displacing
his
bed
,
saw
by
the
faint
light
that
penetrated
into
his
cell
,
that
he
had
labored
uselessly
the
previous
evening
in
attacking
the
stone
instead
of
removing
the
plaster
that
surrounded
it
.
The
damp
had
rendered
it
friable
,
and
Dantes
was
able
to
break
it
off
--
in
small
morsels
,
it
is
true
,
but
at
the
end
of
half
an
hour
he
had
scraped
off
a
handful
;
a
mathematician
might
have
calculated
that
in
two
years
,
supposing
that
the
rock
was
not
encountered
,
a
passage
twenty
feet
long
and
two
feet
broad
,
might
be
formed
.
The
prisoner
reproached
himself
with
not
having
thus
employed
the
hours
he
had
passed
in
vain
hopes
,
prayer
,
and
despondency
.
During
the
six
years
that
he
had
been
imprisoned
,
what
might
he
not
have
accomplished
?
In
three
days
he
had
succeeded
,
with
the
utmost
precaution
,
in
removing
the
cement
,
and
exposing
the
stone-work
.
The
wall
was
built
of
rough
stones
,
among
which
,
to
give
strength
to
the
structure
,
blocks
of
hewn
stone
were
at
intervals
imbedded
.
It
was
one
of
these
he
had
uncovered
,
and
which
he
must
remove
from
its
socket
.
Dantes
strove
to
do
this
with
his
nails
,
but
they
were
too
weak
.
The
fragments
of
the
jug
broke
,
and
after
an
hour
of
useless
toil
,
he
paused
.
Was
he
to
be
thus
stopped
at
the
beginning
,
and
was
he
to
wait
inactive
until
his
fellow
workman
had
completed
his
task
?
Suddenly
an
idea
occurred
to
him
--
he
smiled
,
and
the
perspiration
dried
on
his
forehead
.
The
jailer
always
brought
Dantes
'
soup
in
an
iron
saucepan
;
this
saucepan
contained
soup
for
both
prisoners
,
for
Dantes
had
noticed
that
it
was
either
quite
full
,
or
half
empty
,
according
as
the
turnkey
gave
it
to
him
or
to
his
companion
first
.
The
handle
of
this
saucepan
was
of
iron
;
Dantes
would
have
given
ten
years
of
his
life
in
exchange
for
it
.
The
jailer
was
accustomed
to
pour
the
contents
of
the
saucepan
into
Dantes
'
plate
,
and
Dantes
,
after
eating
his
soup
with
a
wooden
spoon
,
washed
the
plate
,
which
thus
served
for
every
day
.
Now
when
evening
came
Dantes
put
his
plate
on
the
ground
near
the
door
;
the
jailer
,
as
he
entered
,
stepped
on
it
and
broke
it
.
This
time
he
could
not
blame
Dantes
.
He
was
wrong
to
leave
it
there
,
but
the
jailer
was
wrong
not
to
have
looked
before
him
.
