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Save yourselves, save yourselves!" cried a fisherman, rushing into the library, followed by his companions, Ali and the servants. Monte-Cristo leaped to his feet, seizing the corpse of Haydée and raising it in his arms. Ali grasped Espérance and Zuleika, and the entire party hastened from the burning edifice.
'Noble be man, efficacious and good' may this poetical phrase be his shield, and may God guide him in his ways! Answer me, Haydee is Spero to accompany me?" "Yes," escaped in a low tone, like a breath, from the lips of the young wife. "Thanks, Haydee; now listen as to what your mission consists of. You are yourself a mother and you will know how to console a mother. Mercedes enter!"
Zuleika had thrown herself upon the divan, and, utterly worn out by the excitement through which she had passed, was already wrapped in a deep slumber. The Count, Haydée and Espérance, however, could not resign themselves to sleep, and when the gray light of dawn appeared in the eastern sky, they were still in the library and still watching.
"Yes, papa," returned Zuleika, in a clear, crystal voice, that sounded like the tinkle of a fairy bell, "we are all here mamma, Espérance and 'Leika!" Monte-Cristo smiled faintly, and patted the little girl tenderly on the cheek. "Haydée," said he, "fortune favors us in our children; they are, indeed, a blessing to us."
At last an answering shout came suddenly from the lawn, and old Alexis, followed by several fishermen, leaped into the library through an open window. Resigning Haydée to Alexis, the Count, accompanied by the fishermen, fairly flew to the apartment of his children, situated on a corridor in another portion of the palace.
"Poor sister," murmured Haydee, "how you must have suffered." "Yes, I suffered greatly," continued Luciola, with tears in her eyes. "The world appeared to be a desert, and so I devoted myself to art. In Naples I discovered that there was something besides the applause of the crowd and one's own ambition!
Giorgio Aslitta awoke to new life. His first words, as he gained sensibility, were: "Chi per la patria muore Vessuto ha assai!" "Ah, the battle hymn of the Italians," interrupted Haydee, her eyes glistening. "Yes; and when I heard these words I was saved! I believed in man again, and no love song ever sounded so sweet to me as that patriotic hymn."
Though the Haydée was yet at a considerable distance he could plainly descry the lofty peak upon which he had stood and watched the smugglers depart in their tartane, La Jeune Amélie, on that eventful morning when, with his gun and pickaxe, he had started out to prosecute his search destined to be fraught with so much excitement and to be crowned with such a glorious, dazzling result.
Haydée was not satisfied with this indefinite reply; she knew that the contents of the letter so strangely conveyed to her husband had vexed and troubled him; but she also knew that Monte-Cristo could be as silent as the tomb about anything he wished to keep secret, and, therefore, judged it useless to attempt further questions.
Mercédès was lightly toying with Haydée's glossy hair that fell like a cloud about her shapely shoulders. Her eyes were beaming with affection, while those of Haydée had in them a dreamy, faraway look. "Sister," said Mercédès at last, "why are you so sad and silent?" "I know not," replied the wife of Monte-Cristo, languidly.
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