THE COUNT OF MONTE CRISTO ALEXANDRE DUMAS CHAPTER 90 Đây là một tác phẩm anh ngữ nổi tiếng với những từ vựng nâng cao chuyên ngành văn chương. Nhằm giúp các bạn yêu thich tiếng anh luyện tập và củng cố thêm kỹ năng đọc tiếng anh . | THE COUNT OF MONTE CRISTO ALEXANDRE DUMAS CHAPTER 90 The Meeting. After Mercedes had left Monte Cristo he fell into profound gloom. Around him and within him the flight of thought seemed to have stopped his energetic mind slumbered as the body does after extreme fatigue. What said he to himself while the lamp and the wax lights were nearly burnt out and the servants were waiting impatiently in the anteroom what this edifice which I have been so long preparing which I have reared with so much care and toil is to be crushed by a single touch a word a breath Yes this self of whom I thought so much of whom I was so proud who had appeared so worthless in the dungeons of the Chateau d If and whom I had succeeded in making so great will be but a lump of clay to-morrow. Alas it is not the death of the body I regret for is not the destruction of the vital principle the repose to which everything is tending to which every unhappy being aspires -- is not this the repose of matter after which I so long sighed and which I was seeking to attain by the painful process of starvation when Faria appeared in my dungeon What is death for me One step farther into rest -- two perhaps into silence. No it is not existence then that I regret but the ruin of projects so slowly carried out so laboriously framed. Providence is now opposed to them when I most thought it would be propitious. It is not God s will that they should be accomplished. This burden almost as heavy as a world which I had raised and I had thought to bear to the end was too great for my strength and I was compelled to lay it down in the middle of my career. Oh shall I then again become a fatalist whom fourteen years of despair and ten of hope had rendered a believer in providence And all this -all this because my heart which I thought dead was only sleeping because it has awakened and has begun to beat again because I have yielded to the pain of the emotion excited in my breast by a woman s voice. Yet continued the count
