"My dear Edmond, if you want to know who's going to hurt you, think about who's going to benefit from your killing."
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Now he has to go back to real life, to people, to society to regain status, power and prestige, and in this world, only money can make people get all this - money is the most effective and greatest power to dominate human beings.
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"So." Priest with a painful smile: "a total of 18 months, even the most dedicated lover, but also so."
After a moment's silence, he said in a soft voice: "once a poet said: weak, your name is a woman!"
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It was a rare portrait of a beautiful young woman with dark skin, long and thin eyelashes and bright eyes. She was wearing a beautiful civilian dress, a red and black blouse with a long skirt, and a gold hairpin in her hair. In the background of the lake is the boundless blue sea and sky. She looks there as if waiting for her husband's return, full of hope and anxiety.
The light in the room was not bright, so Albert did not notice that the count who saw the portrait turned pale, and his chest and hands trembled uncontrollably. There was a little silence in the room, during which the count's eyes never left the portrait.
"Your lover is beautiful, viscount." The count said in a calm voice, "this dress is probably for dancing. It makes her look very beautiful."
"Sir." Albert looked sullen: "if you see the painting next to this portrait, I can't forgive you for this mistake. You don't know my mother, so what you see in this painting is her. This picture was painted seven or eight years ago. This dress looks as if she had imagined it, but it is so lifelike that I feel as if I have seen my mother when she was young. "
"But this picture of my mother was painted when my father went out. There is no doubt that she wanted to surprise him, but strange to say, my father seems very unhappy to see this painting, even if it is very expensive, because you have seen that it is one of the masterpieces of lylpo Robel's painting, which can not overcome his disgust for it. Indeed, I can only tell you that the count of Morcerf is one of the most diligent nobles in Luxembourg. He is a general good at military theory, but he is the most vulgar layman in art. My mother is different. She paints very well herself. Because she can't keep this rare painting, she gives it to me here, which can reduce my father's unhappiness. "
Albert looked up at the portrait and continued with emotion: "Mr. mathef's portrait was painted by glouces. This is it. Oh, please forgive me for talking about family matters, but since you would like me to introduce you to the count, I will tell you about it so that you will not misunderstand the painting. This painting seems to have a magic power, because every time my mother comes here, she always looks at it, and every time she looks at it, she has to cry. This is the only thing my father and mother have been unhappy about these years. Although they have been married for more than 20 years, they are still as loving and harmonious as they were on their wedding day. "
The count of Monte Cristo frowned, and after hearing this, his deep eyes looked at Albert as if he were looking for something else in his words, but the Frank young man was unprepared to say it.
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Pran reviewed all the manuscripts of the count of Monte Cristo for the third time. His eyes became ruddy, and he felt the same feelings with the count of Monte Cristo. It was clear that he had not experienced similar things, but his heart was still as bitter as a knife. Strange to say, he has been used to the novel's peculiar writing, which has the illusion that he can be substituted as the protagonist. He is both the spectator and the protagonist in the story.
"My God, how can you do this to him! It's not fair! " Pulan was depressed and whispered to himself, only to find that his voice was hoarse, clearly with a little cry. The heat of his eyes also showed his mood at this moment. The previous plot has let him foresee this scene, but he is still unprepared.
The count of Monte Cristo met his beloved, melcedes, who had supported him through despair. But she had married another man, who was still the enemy of the count of Monte Cristo, and sent him to hell. The count climbed out of hell and used the power given to him by the vengeance to pull the husband of his favorite into the place where he had been.
Pran put down the novel draft, leaned against the table, closed his eyes and savored the plot. No matter how he felt, he could not calm down.
He felt the same depression that his love had been taken away from him. He applied all this sensibility to the characters in the novel and hated the despicable person who framed the count.
While Planck was thinking, his young colleague came up and said, "Hey, Planck, have you got back the latest novel draft of count of Monte Cristo? We can't wait to see it. "
Count of Monte Cristo is written by a plurality of reviewers, who inevitably have to contact with the content of the novel. However, almost every reviewer who has contact with count of Monte Cristo is gradually attracted by the content of the novel. After reading the manuscript from Harvey, other reviewers will also rush to finish the story in the name of typing.
With a long sigh, he handed over his latest novel draft to the reviewers. At last, he added in a complicated tone: "I must remind you to be psychologically prepared to read it again."
The other reviewers were surprised to see Pran's gloomy face.
Before long, they also experienced the same feelings as Pran, such as tarsal maggots surrounding their hearts for a long time. In the next few days, the reviewers' offices were in a delicate state of lethargy, and sometimes they could hear the muttering of cursing Harvey or the characters in count of Monte Cristo.
Because of the essence of the plot in the count of Monte Cristo, both Dumas and Harvey spend a lot of time from different angles to depict the heroine melcedes. There is no doubt that she is a beautiful and outstanding woman, and also the love of the hero Edmond. Such a woman is married to the mean man who framed Edmond.
All this is tormenting Edmond, tormenting the reader's heart.
If Harvey knew what they were thinking, he would smile. This plot is the so-called Tauren. He has been depressed by similar plots in novels or other works, and he has been in agony for more than a week. The so-called tragedy is the smashing of beautiful things, which is thousands of times more cruel than tragedy.
However, Harvey does not want to modify the plot, which can be said to be one of the most dramatic and connotative plots in the count of Monte Cristo, and does not need to deliberately shape Meredith's loyalty to her lover. In fact, she is already a great woman.
The more so, the more difficult it is for readers to accept.