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Of the old servants, I shall leave only Coucou with you. He is devoted to you and loves you enthusiastically. The brave Zouave will yearn for me, but console him by telling him I have gone for your good and tell yourself the same thing, should you feel likewise. With best love, YOUR FATHER." The Vicomte of Monte-Cristo was a wonderfully handsome man.
Madame Caraman and Coucou had not exaggerated when they said that the vicomte's condition after Jane's disappearance was terrible. He rushed about madly, and when he could not find the young girl a deep despair took hold of him.
Coucou disappeared, but soon returned, accompanied by Bobichel. "I am glad you've come, Bobichel," exclaimed Fanfaro. "We have some fine detective work to do here, and that was always your hobby." "What is it?" asked Bobichel. Fanfaro told him the whole story in a few words.
Cap in hand, the Zouave appeared, and, throwing an inquisitive glance at the count, he said politely: "What is your pleasure, madame?" "Dear friend," was the kind reply of Monte-Cristo, "madame has called you, because I intend to ask you a few questions; I know you love your captain, and therefore " "Well, I do love him," replied Coucou, enthusiastically. "I am ready to be cut in pieces for him."
The count opened the door and saw the Zouave and another strange looking person, lying like a ball of cord on the floor. They both rose, but the Zouave would not let go of the other's throat at any price. The stranger was dressed in rags, and his thin, haggard face and glaring eyes made a disagreeable impression. "What is the meaning of this, Coucou?" asked the count, angrily.
"Lord and Saviour, how am I to understand this nonsense?" said Madame Caraman, impatiently. Coucou changed his tactics. "Madame," said he with emphasis, "I will admit that my uncalled-for entrance here was certainly quite wrong, but you ought not to consider it in the light of an offence." "I hope so," replied the companion respectfully, "and I am ready to look for any proofs thereof."
Madame Caraman responded respectfully to the Count of Monte-Cristo's kind salute; the count walked along the street and hailed a passer-by. Immediately a beautiful carriage with two splendid horses approached, and after the count had ordered Ali, who sat in front, "to drive around the town," he and Coucou got inside, where began the conversation in a friendly manner.
I did not enjoy this at all. I could have done very well without it. I liked the drive, which took about an hour each way. Occasionally Aglae and I went in the Bourg-la-Reine coucou. But Mr. Ellice had arranged that a carriage should be hired for me. Probably he was not unmindful of the convenience of the old ladies. They were not. The carriage was always filled.
I should like to obtain an indefinite furlough for the Zouave Coucou." "That shall be granted to you, you may rest assured." "Thanks, more I do not want." "But it is hardly worth while your applying to one who am in power for the moment, a support of the Republic, in order to obtain such a bagatelle. Consider, you may perhaps think of something else."
The two young fellows continued to walk up and own from the gate to the stables, and from the stables to the gate. Each time they turned they looked at Oscar curled up in his corner of the coucou. Oscar, persuaded that their jokes and laughter concerned himself, affected the utmost indifference.
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