Граф Монте-Кристо

Major Cavalcanti.

           "Thenheishere?"

           "Heis,"saidMonteCristo;"whenthevaletdechambrecameinjustnow,hetoldmeofhisarrival."

           "Ah,verywell,verywell,"saidthemajor,clutchingthebuttonsofhiscoatateachexclamation.

           "Mydearsir,"saidMonteCristo,"Iunderstandyouremotion;youmusthavetimetorecoveryourself.Iwill,inthemeantime,goandpreparetheyoungmanforthismuch-desiredinterview,forIpresumethatheisnotlessimpatientforitthanyourself."

           "Ishouldquiteimaginethattobethecase,"saidCavalcanti.

           "Well,inaquarterofanhourheshallbewithyou."

           "Youwillbringhim,then?Youcarryyourgoodnesssofaraseventopresenthimtomeyourself?"

           "No;Idonotwishtocomebetweenafatherandson.Yourinterviewwillbeprivate.Butdonotbeuneasy;evenifthepowerfulvoiceofnatureshouldbesilent,youcannotwellmistakehim;hewillenterbythisdoor.Heisafineyoungman,offaircomplexionalittletoofair,perhapspleasinginmanners;butyouwillseeandjudgeforyourself."

           "Bytheway,"saidthemajor,"youknowIhaveonlythe2,000francswhichtheAbbeBusonisentme;thissumIhaveexpendedupontravellingexpenses,and"—

           "Andyouwantmoney;thatisamatterofcourse,mydearM.Cavalcanti.Well,hereare8,000francsonaccount."

           Themajor’seyessparkledbrilliantly.

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