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THE COUNT OF MONTE-CRISTO.
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"Poor countess!" said Maximilian, "I pity her very much; she is so noble a woman."
"Pity Albert also, Maximilian; for, believe me, he is the worthy son of the countess. But let us return to yourself: you have hastened to me; can I have the happiness of being useful to you?"
"Yes, I need your help; that is, I thought, like a madman, you could lend me your assistance in a case where God alone can succor me."
"Tell me what it is," replied Monte-Cristo.
"Oh!" said Morrel, "I know not, indeed, if I may reveal this secret to mortal ears; but fatality impels me, necessity constrains me, count" Morrel hesitated.
