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... never told a lie and am never wrong. It's noon, Maximilian. Thank heaven you came at midday rather than tonight or tomorrow morning. Listen carefully, Morrel, it's noon. If Valentine isn't dead now, she won't die."
"How is that possible?" Morrel cried. "I left her dying!"
Monte Cristo pressed his hands to his forehead. What was happening in that brain loaded with terrible secrets? What was the angel of light or the angel of darkness saying to that mind, simultaneously implacable ...
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