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"Not at all," said Chateau-Renaud, slowly; "I think he is violently agitated. He is very susceptible." "Bah," said Debray; "he scarcely knew Mademoiselle de Villefort; you said so yourself." "True. Still I remember he danced three times with her at Madame de Morcerf's. Do you recollect that ball, count, where you produced such an effect?"
This manifestation on the part of the spectators of their wish to be allowed to hear the music, produced not the slightest effect on the two young men, who continued their conversation. "The countess was present at the races in the Champ-de-Mars," said Chateau-Renaud. "To-day?" "Yes." "Bless me, I quite forgot the races. Did you bet?" "Oh, merely a paltry fifty louis." "And who was the winner?"
Some of your own have gone out to meet them. Shall I go down to make sure?" "No; go into that inner room, rather, for I hear feet upon the stairs. If you are to be a stranger in Amboise the fewer who see you at Château-Renaud the better. We cannot give a priest the Valmy gallows as a reason for silence."
"Yes," said Chateau-Renaud, "these Italians are well named and badly dressed." "You are fastidious, Chateau-Renaud," replied Debray; "those clothes are well cut and quite new." "That is just what I find fault with. That gentleman appears to be well dressed for the first time in his life." "Who are those gentlemen?" asked Danglars of Monte Cristo. "You heard Cavalcanti."
"The history to which M. Morrel alludes," continued Chateau-Renaud, "is an admirable one, which he will tell you some day when you are better acquainted with him; to-day let us fill our stomachs, and not our memories. What time do you breakfast, Albert?" "At half-past ten." "Precisely?" asked Debray, taking out his watch.
"Well, I will have Franz and Chateau-Renaud; they will be the very men for it." "Do so, then." "But if I do fight, you will surely not object to giving me a lesson or two in shooting and fencing?" "That, too, is impossible." "What a singular being you are! you will not interfere in anything." "You are right that is the principle on which I wish to act." "We will say no more about it, then.
"Benedetto," replied the former bandit in a modest, almost frightened voice. "Are you guilty of the murder of Caderousse?" "Judge," stammered Benedetto, "I must acknowledge my guilt." And burying his face in his hands, he tried to suppress his sobs. "What kind of a comedy is the rascal playing?" grumbled Beauchamp. "Hush!" replied Chateau-Renaud, "the proceedings are becoming interesting."
"It appears so," replied Monte Cristo. "Is it possible that you do not know of whom you purchased it?" "Quite so; my steward transacts all this business for me." "It is certainly ten years since the house had been occupied," said Chateau-Renaud, "and it was quite melancholy to look at it, with the blinds closed, the doors locked, and the weeds in the court.
"A man, too, who could boast of Dante for a genealogist, and could reckon back to the 'Divine Comedy." "A nobility of the rope!" said Chateau-Renaud phlegmatically. "He will be condemned, will he not?" asked Debray of Beauchamp. "My dear fellow, I think we should ask you that question; you know such news much better than we do. Did you see the president at the minister's last night?" "Yes."
More than once she thought of revealing all to her grandmother, and she would not have hesitated a moment, if Maximilian Morrel had been named Albert de Morcerf or Raoul de Chateau-Renaud; but Morrel was of plebeian extraction, and Valentine knew how the haughty Marquise de Saint-Meran despised all who were not noble.
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