----- 爱德蒙唐太斯
Meanwhile the Count also had been Silent, and a shade of the deepest sadness had settled upon his pallid but intellectual visage. He gazed at the Isle of monte-cristo until it became a mere dot in the distance; then, putting his arm tenderly about his lovely companion's waist, he drew her gently toward the cabin. As they vanished down the companion-way, Ber tuccio and the captain of the Alcyon, followed by Ali, the Nubian, advanced to the prow of the yacht.
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