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"I only fear one thing; namely, to find a man who will not fight." "Do not be alarmed," said Beauchamp; "he will meet you. My only fear is that he will be too strong for you." "My friend," said Morcerf, with a sweet smile, "that is what I wish. The happiest thing that could occur to me, would be to die in my father's stead; that would save us all." "Your mother would die of grief."
But my acquaintance with him is wholly of a public character. I have never been in his house, and very few there are who have been. But here we are." And the coupé stopped at Véry's. Even in the immediate vicinity of the Morcerf mansion, No. 27 Rue du Helder, no one was aware that its new tenant was M. Dantès, the famous Deputy from Marseilles.
"Ah," interrupted Morcerf, laughing, "Beauchamp, Beauchamp, keep that for the Corsaire or the Charivari, but spare my future father-in-law before me." Then, turning to Monte Cristo, "You just now spoke his name as if you knew the baron?"
"Ha!" exclaimed Château-Renaud. "You cannot mean Eugénie Danglars, daughter of the bankrupt baron, whom our unhappy friend Morcerf was once to have wed?" "The very same," quietly rejoined the Secretary; "but this lady cannot be Mlle.
Franz went in with his eyes blindfolded, and was waited on by mutes and by women to whom Cleopatra was a painted strumpet. Only he is not quite sure about the women, for they did not come in until after he had taken hashish, so that what he took for women might have been simply a row of statues." The two young men looked at Morcerf as if to say, "Are you mad, or are you laughing at us?"
"Oh," said Monte Cristo, "my fondness may blind me, but I assure you I consider Morcerf a charming young man who will render your daughter happy and will sooner or later attain a certain amount of distinction, and his father's position is good." "Hem," said Danglars. "Why do you doubt?" "The past that obscurity on the past." "But that does not affect the son." "Very true."
"Was it not agreed," asked the count, "that not only my person, but also that of my friends, should be respected by you?" "And how have I broken that treaty, your excellency?" "You have this evening carried off and conveyed hither the Vicomte Albert de Morcerf.
The clock of the Invalides struck one when the carriage which conveyed Madame de Morcerf away rolled on the pavement of the Champs-Elysees, and made Monte Cristo raise his head. "What a fool I was," said he, "not to tear my heart out on the day when I resolved to avenge myself!" The Meeting. After Mercedes had left Monte Cristo, he fell into profound gloom.
"At any rate," said she, "since I am to be married whether I will or not, I ought to be thankful to providence for having released me from my engagement with M. Albert de Morcerf, or I should this day have been the wife of a dishonored man."
Yes, yes, to mine; gad, he was not so proud then, he was an under-clerk to the good M. Morrel. I have dined many times with him and the Count of Morcerf, so you see I have some high connections and were I to cultivate them a little, we might meet in the same drawing-rooms." "Come, your jealousy represents everything to you in the wrong light."
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