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- Александр Дюма
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- Граф Монте-Кристо
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- Стр. 902/1279
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"
I
am
going
to
fight
"
--
"
Yes
,
I
understand
that
,
but
what
is
the
quarrel
?
People
fight
for
all
sorts
of
reasons
,
you
know
.
"
"
I
fight
in
the
cause
of
honor
.
"
"
Ah
,
that
is
something
serious
.
"
"
So
serious
,
that
I
come
to
beg
you
to
render
me
a
service
.
"
"
What
is
it
?
"
"
To
be
my
second
.
"
"
That
is
a
serious
matter
,
and
we
will
not
discuss
it
here
;
let
us
speak
of
nothing
till
we
get
home
.
Ali
,
bring
me
some
water
.
"
The
count
turned
up
his
sleeves
,
and
passed
into
the
little
vestibule
where
the
gentlemen
were
accustomed
to
wash
their
hands
after
shooting
.
"
Come
in
,
my
lord
,
"
said
Philip
in
a
low
tone
,
"
and
I
will
show
you
something
droll
.
"
Morcerf
entered
,
and
in
place
of
the
usual
target
,
he
saw
some
playing-cards
fixed
against
the
wall
.
At
a
distance
Albert
thought
it
was
a
complete
suit
,
for
he
counted
from
the
ace
to
the
ten
.
"
Ah
,
ha
,
"
said
Albert
,
"
I
see
you
were
preparing
for
a
game
of
cards
.
"
"
No
,
"
said
the
count
,
"
I
was
making
a
suit
.
"
"
How
?
"
said
Albert
.
