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Oh, the heartless, treacherous scoundrels!” exclaimed Dantès, pressing his hand to his throbbing brows.

Edmond felt that the moment had arrived, summoned up all his courage, held his breath, and would have been happy if at the same time he could have repressed the throbbing of his veins.

From a dull murmur it swelled into a deep roar, and then sank back into a melancholy, throbbing murmur once again.

Again and again it sounded, the whole air throbbing with it, strident, wild, and menacing.