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"
As
for
me
,
I
had
been
forgotten
in
the
general
confusion
;
I
ran
toward
Ali
Tepelini
;
he
saw
me
hold
out
my
arms
to
him
,
and
he
stooped
down
and
pressed
my
forehead
with
his
lips
.
Oh
,
how
distinctly
I
remember
that
kiss
!
--
it
was
the
last
he
ever
gave
me
,
and
I
feel
as
if
it
were
still
warm
on
my
forehead
.
On
descending
,
we
saw
through
the
lattice-work
several
boats
which
were
gradually
becoming
more
distinct
to
our
view
.
At
first
they
appeared
like
black
specks
,
and
now
they
looked
like
birds
skimming
the
surface
of
the
waves
.
During
this
time
,
in
the
kiosk
at
my
father
's
feet
,
were
seated
twenty
Palikares
,
concealed
from
view
by
an
angle
of
the
wall
and
watching
with
eager
eyes
the
arrival
of
the
boats
.
They
were
armed
with
their
long
guns
inlaid
with
mother-of-pearl
and
silver
,
and
cartridges
in
great
numbers
were
lying
scattered
on
the
floor
.
My
father
looked
at
his
watch
,
and
paced
up
and
down
with
a
countenance
expressive
of
the
greatest
anguish
.
This
was
the
scene
which
presented
itself
to
my
view
as
I
quitted
my
father
after
that
last
kiss
.
My
mother
and
I
traversed
the
gloomy
passage
leading
to
the
cavern
.
Selim
was
still
at
his
post
,
and
smiled
sadly
on
us
as
we
entered
.
We
fetched
our
cushions
from
the
other
end
of
the
cavern
,
and
sat
down
by
Selim
.
In
great
dangers
the
devoted
ones
cling
to
each
other
;
and
,
young
as
I
was
,
I
quite
understood
that
some
imminent
danger
was
hanging
over
our
heads
.
"
Albert
had
often
heard
--
not
from
his
father
,
for
he
never
spoke
on
the
subject
,
but
from
strangers
--
the
description
of
the
last
moments
of
the
vizier
of
Yanina
;
he
had
read
different
accounts
of
his
death
,
but
the
story
seemed
to
acquire
fresh
meaning
from
the
voice
and
expression
of
the
young
girl
,
and
her
sympathetic
accent
and
the
melancholy
expression
of
her
countenance
at
once
charmed
and
horrified
him
.
As
to
Haidee
,
these
terrible
reminiscences
seemed
to
have
overpowered
her
for
a
moment
,
for
she
ceased
speaking
,
her
head
leaning
on
her
hand
like
a
beautiful
flower
bowing
beneath
the
violence
of
the
storm
;
and
her
eyes
gazing
on
vacancy
indicated
that
she
was
mentally
contemplating
the
green
summit
of
the
Pindus
and
the
blue
waters
of
the
lake
of
Yanina
,
which
,
like
a
magic
mirror
,
seemed
to
reflect
the
sombre
picture
which
she
sketched
.
Monte
Cristo
looked
at
her
with
an
indescribable
expression
of
interest
and
pity
.
"
Go
on
,
"
said
the
count
in
the
Romaic
language
.
Haidee
looked
up
abruptly
,
as
if
the
sonorous
tones
of
Monte
Cristo
's
voice
had
awakened
her
from
a
dream
;
and
she
resumed
her
narrative
.
"
It
was
about
four
o'clock
in
the
afternoon
,
and
although
the
day
was
brilliant
out-of-doors
,
we
were
enveloped
in
the
gloomy
darkness
of
the
cavern
.
One
single
,
solitary
light
was
burning
there
,
and
it
appeared
like
a
star
set
in
a
heaven
of
blackness
;
it
was
Selim
's
flaming
lance
.
My
mother
was
a
Christian
,
and
she
prayed
.
Selim
repeated
from
time
to
time
the
sacred
words
:
'
God
is
great
!
'
However
,
my
mother
had
still
some
hope
.
As
she
was
coming
down
,
she
thought
she
recognized
the
French
officer
who
had
been
sent
to
Constantinople
,
and
in
whom
my
father
placed
so
much
confidence
;
for
he
knew
that
all
the
soldiers
of
the
French
emperor
were
naturally
noble
and
generous
.
She
advanced
some
steps
towards
the
staircase
,
and
listened
.
'
They
are
approaching
,
'
said
she
;
'
perhaps
they
bring
us
peace
and
liberty
!
'
--
'
What
do
you
fear
,
Vasiliki
?
'
said
Selim
,
in
a
voice
at
once
so
gentle
and
yet
so
proud
.
'
If
they
do
not
bring
us
peace
,
we
will
give
them
war
;
if
they
do
not
bring
life
,
we
will
give
them
death
.
'
And
he
renewed
the
flame
of
his
lance
with
a
gesture
which
made
one
think
of
Dionysus
of
Crete
.
16
But
I
,
being
only
a
little
child
,
was
terrified
by
this
undaunted
courage
,
which
appeared
to
me
both
ferocious
and
senseless
,
and
I
recoiled
with
horror
from
the
idea
of
the
frightful
death
amidst
fire
and
flames
which
probably
awaited
us
.
16
The
god
of
fruitfulness
in
Grecian
mythology
.
In
Crete
he
was
supposed
to
be
slain
in
winter
with
the
decay
of
vegetation
and
to
revive
in
the
spring
.
Haidee
's
learned
reference
is
to
the
behavior
of
an
actor
in
the
Dionysian
festivals
.
--
Ed
.
"
My
mother
experienced
the
same
sensations
,
for
I
felt
her
tremble
.
'
Mamma
,
mamma
,
'
said
I
,
'
are
we
really
to
be
killed
?
'
And
at
the
sound
of
my
voice
the
slaves
redoubled
their
cries
and
prayers
and
lamentations
.
'
My
child
,
'
said
Vasiliki
,
'
may
God
preserve
you
from
ever
wishing
for
that
death
which
today
you
so
much
dread
!
'
Then
,
whispering
to
Selim
,
she
asked
what
were
her
master
's
orders
.
'
If
he
send
me
his
poniard
,
it
will
signify
that
the
emperor
's
intentions
are
not
favorable
,
and
I
am
to
set
fire
to
the
powder
;
if
,
on
the
contrary
,
he
send
me
his
ring
,
it
will
be
a
sign
that
the
emperor
pardons
him
,
and
I
am
to
extinguish
the
match
and
leave
the
magazine
untouched
.
'
--
'
My
friend
,
'
said
my
mother
,
'
when
your
master
's
orders
arrive
,
if
it
is
the
poniard
which
he
sends
,
instead
of
despatching
us
by
that
horrible
death
which
we
both
so
much
dread
,
you
will
mercifully
kill
us
with
this
same
poniard
,
will
you
not
?
'
--
'
Yes
,
Vasiliki
,
'
replied
Selim
tranquilly
.
