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It will be remembered that Monte Cristo had made a lively impression on the minds of all the party assembled at the breakfast given by Albert de Morcerf; and although Debray was not in the habit of yielding to such feelings, he had never been able to shake off the powerful influence excited in his mind by the impressive look and manner of the count, consequently the description given by Lucien to the baroness bore the highly-colored tinge of his own heated imagination.
At this moment the door of the minister's box opened, and Madame Danglars, accompanied by her daughter, entered, escorted by Lucien Debray, who assiduously conducted them to their seats. "Ha, ha," said Chateau-Renaud, "here comes some friends of yours, viscount! What are you looking at there? don't you see they are trying to catch your eye?"
Well, three days after that you talked politics with M. Debray, and you fancied from his words that Don Carlos had returned to Spain. Well, I sold my shares, the news got out, and I no longer sold I gave them away, next day I find the news was false, and by this false report I have lost 700,000. francs." "Well?"
"See, they are here." And at the same minute a carriage with smoking horses, accompanied by two mounted gentlemen, arrived at the gate, which opened before them. The carriage drove round, and stopped at the steps, followed by the horsemen. The instant Debray had touched the ground, he was at the carriage-door.
It was, indeed, strange in this unknown spot to find the young man whose misfortunes had made so much noise in Paris. "Morcerf!" repeated Debray. Then noticing in the dim light the still youthful and veiled figure of Madame de Morcerf: "Pardon me," he added with a smile, "I leave you, Albert." Albert understood his thoughts.
We take him to the other side of the French frontier, and offer him hospitality at Bourges." "At Bourges?" "And you another order, for I see you have a blue ribbon at your button-hole." "Yes; they sent me the order of Charles III.," returned Debray, carelessly. "Come, do not affect indifference, but confess you were pleased to have it." "Oh, it is very well as a finish to the toilet.
Near Moreauville on the 17th the rear-guard of cavalry was sharply attacked by Wharton; at the same time Debray, lying in ambush with two regiments and a battery, opened fire on the flank of the moving column. While this was going on the two other regiments of Debray made a dash on the wagon-train near the crossing of Yellow Bayou, and threw it into some momentary confusion.
Besides, how do I know that this was not a political trick, that the minister enraged at seeing me in the opposition, and jealous of the popular sympathy I excite, has not concerted with M. Debray to ruin me?" "A probable thing!" "Why not?
"Madame and most faithful wife." Debray mechanically stopped and looked at the baroness, whose face became covered with blushes. "Read," she said. Debray continued: "When you receive this, you will no longer have a husband.
"But apropos of Debray, how is it that I have not seen him lately at the baron's house?" "There has been a misunderstanding." "What, with the baroness?" "No, with the baron." "Has he perceived anything?" "Ah, that is a good joke!" "Do you think he suspects?" said Monte Cristo with charming artlessness. "Where have you come from, my dear count?" said Albert. "From Congo, if you will."
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