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"
At
the
sound
of
their
steps
a
young
woman
of
twenty
to
five
and
twenty
,
dressed
in
a
silk
morning
gown
,
and
busily
engaged
in
plucking
the
dead
leaves
off
a
noisette
rose-tree
,
raised
her
head
.
This
was
Julie
,
who
had
become
,
as
the
clerk
of
the
house
of
Thomson
&
French
had
predicted
,
Madame
Emmanuel
Herbault
.
She
uttered
a
cry
of
surprise
at
the
sight
of
a
stranger
,
and
Maximilian
began
to
laugh
.
"
Do
n't
disturb
yourself
,
Julie
,
"
said
he
.
"
The
count
has
only
been
two
or
three
days
in
Paris
,
but
he
already
knows
what
a
fashionable
woman
of
the
Marais
is
,
and
if
he
does
not
,
you
will
show
him
.
"
"
Ah
,
monsieur
,
"
returned
Julie
,
"
it
is
treason
in
my
brother
to
bring
you
thus
,
but
he
never
has
any
regard
for
his
poor
sister
.
Penelon
,
Penelon
!
"
An
old
man
,
who
was
digging
busily
at
one
of
the
beds
,
stuck
his
spade
in
the
earth
,
and
approached
,
cap
in
hand
,
striving
to
conceal
a
quid
of
tobacco
he
had
just
thrust
into
his
cheek
.
A
few
locks
of
gray
mingled
with
his
hair
,
which
was
still
thick
and
matted
,
while
his
bronzed
features
and
determined
glance
well
suited
an
old
sailor
who
had
braved
the
heat
of
the
equator
and
the
storms
of
the
tropics
.
"
I
think
you
hailed
me
,
Mademoiselle
Julie
?
"
said
he
.
Penelon
had
still
preserved
the
habit
of
calling
his
master
's
daughter
"
Mademoiselle
Julie
,
"
and
had
never
been
able
to
change
the
name
to
Madame
Herbault
.
"
Penelon
,
"
replied
Julie
,
"
go
and
inform
M.
Emmanuel
of
this
gentleman
's
visit
,
and
Maximilian
will
conduct
him
to
the
salon
.
"
Then
,
turning
to
Monte
Cristo
--
"
I
hope
you
will
permit
me
to
leave
you
for
a
few
minutes
,
"
continued
she
;
and
without
awaiting
any
reply
,
disappeared
behind
a
clump
of
trees
,
and
escaped
to
the
house
by
a
lateral
alley
.
"
I
am
sorry
to
see
,
"
observed
Monte
Cristo
to
Morrel
,
"
that
I
cause
no
small
disturbance
in
your
house
.
"
"
Look
there
,
"
said
Maximilian
,
laughing
;
"
there
is
her
husband
changing
his
jacket
for
a
coat
.
I
assure
you
,
you
are
well
known
in
the
Rue
Meslay
.
"
"
Your
family
appears
to
be
a
very
happy
one
,
"
said
the
count
,
as
if
speaking
to
himself
.
"
Oh
,
yes
,
I
assure
you
,
count
,
they
want
nothing
that
can
render
them
happy
;
they
are
young
and
cheerful
,
they
are
tenderly
attached
to
each
other
,
and
with
twenty-five
thousand
francs
a
year
they
fancy
themselves
as
rich
as
Rothschild
.
"
"
Five
and
twenty
thousand
francs
is
not
a
large
sum
,
however
,
"
replied
Monte
Cristo
,
with
a
tone
so
sweet
and
gentle
,
that
it
went
to
Maximilian
's
heart
like
the
voice
of
a
father
;
"
but
they
will
not
be
content
with
that
.
Your
brother-inlaw
is
a
barrister
?
a
doctor
?
"
"
He
was
a
merchant
,
monsieur
,
and
had
succeeded
to
the
business
of
my
poor
father
.
M.
Morrel
,
at
his
death
,
left
500,000
francs
,
which
were
divided
between
my
sister
and
myself
,
for
we
were
his
only
children
.
Her
husband
,
who
,
when
he
married
her
,
had
no
other
patrimony
than
his
noble
probity
,
his
first-rate
ability
,
and
his
spotless
reputation
,
wished
to
possess
as
much
as
his
wife
.
He
labored
and
toiled
until
he
had
amassed
250,000
francs
;
six
years
sufficed
to
achieve
this
object
.
Oh
,
I
assure
you
,
sir
,
it
was
a
touching
spectacle
to
see
these
young
creatures
,
destined
by
their
talents
for
higher
stations
,
toiling
together
,
and
through
their
unwillingness
to
change
any
of
the
customs
of
their
paternal
house
,
taking
six
years
to
accomplish
what
less
scrupulous
people
would
have
effected
in
two
or
three
.
Marseilles
resounded
with
their
well-earned
praises
.
At
last
,
one
day
,
Emmanuel
came
to
his
wife
,
who
had
just
finished
making
up
the
accounts
.
'
Julie
,
'
said
he
to
her
,
'
Cocles
has
just
given
me
the
last
rouleau
of
a
hundred
francs
;
that
completes
the
250,000
francs
we
had
fixed
as
the
limits
of
our
gains
.
Can
you
content
yourself
with
the
small
fortune
which
we
shall
possess
for
the
future
?
Listen
to
me
.
Our
house
transacts
business
to
the
amount
of
a
million
a
year
,
from
which
we
derive
an
income
of
40,000
francs
.
We
can
dispose
of
the
business
,
if
we
please
,
in
an
hour
,
for
I
have
received
a
letter
from
M.
Delaunay
,
in
which
he
offers
to
purchase
the
good-will
of
the
house
,
to
unite
with
his
own
,
for
300,000
francs
.
Advise
me
what
I
had
better
do
.
'
--
'
Emmanuel
,
'
returned
my
sister
,
'
the
house
of
Morrel
can
only
be
carried
on
by
a
Morrel
.
Is
it
not
worth
300,000
francs
to
save
our
father
's
name
from
the
chances
of
evil
fortune
and
failure
?
'
--
'
I
thought
so
,
'
replied
Emmanuel
;
'
but
I
wished
to
have
your
advice
.
