THE COUNT OF MONTE-CRISTO.
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"Pshaw!" said Monte-Cristo, "you will see him return to you gay, smiling, and joyful."
Maximilian cast a look of disdain, almost of anger, on the count.
"We must leave you," said Monte-Cristo.
"Before you quit us, count," said Julie, "will you permit us to express to you all that the other day
""Madame," interrupted the count, taking her two hands in his, "all that you could say in words would never express that which I read in your eyes; the thoughts of your heart are fully understood by mine. Like benefactors in romances, I should have left you without seeing you again; but that would have been a virtue beyond my strength,