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dreamed (for, in his blindness, he forgot he could only read the present), and plunged him into a dungeon."
"Ah!" said Morrel, "one quits a dungeon in a week, a month, or a year."
Morell Brooding by His Father's Grave.
"He remained there fourteen years, Morrel," said the count, placing his hand on the young man's shoulder. Maximilian shuddered.
"Fourteen years!" he muttered.
"Fourteen years!" repeated the count. "During that time he had
