$TIFI words with an energy which made the count shudder. "My friend," continued Morrel, "you named the fifth of October as the end of the period of waiting, -- to-day is the fifth of October," he took out his watch, "it is now nine o'clock, -- I have yet three hours to live." "Be it so," said the count, "come." Morrel mechanically followed the count, and they had entered the grotto before he perceived it. He felt a carpet under his feet, a door opened, perfumes surrounded him, and a brilliant light dazzled his eyes. Morrel hesitated to advance; he dreaded the enervating effect of all that he saw. Monte Cristo drew him in gently. "Why should we not spend the last three hours remaining to us of life, like those ancient Romans, who when condemned by Nero, their emperor and heir, sat down at a table covered with flowers, and gently glided into death, amid the perfume of heliotropes and roses?" Morrel smiled. "As you please," he said; "death is always death, -- that is forgetfulness, repose, exclusion from life, and therefore from grief." He sat down, and Monte Cristo placed himself opposite to him. They were in the marvellous dining-room 애널용품여성딜도성용품반려도구성도구반려용품오나홀애널기구성인기구성인용품비트겟 ddd eee fff
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