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'
--
'
This
is
my
counsel
:
--
Our
accounts
are
made
up
and
our
bills
paid
;
all
we
have
to
do
is
to
stop
the
issue
of
any
more
,
and
close
our
office
.
'
This
was
done
instantly
.
It
was
three
o'clock
;
at
a
quarter
past
,
a
merchant
presented
himself
to
insure
two
ships
;
it
was
a
clear
profit
of
15,000
.
francs
.
'
Monsieur
,
'
said
Emmanuel
,
'
have
the
goodness
to
address
yourself
to
M.
Delaunay
.
We
have
quitted
business
.
'
--
'
How
long
?
'
inquired
the
astonished
merchant
.
'
A
quarter
of
an
hour
,
'
was
the
reply
.
And
this
is
the
reason
,
monsieur
,
"
continued
Maximilian
,
"
of
my
sister
and
brother-inlaw
having
only
25,000
francs
a
year
.
"
Maximilian
had
scarcely
finished
his
story
,
during
which
the
count
's
heart
had
swelled
within
him
,
when
Emmanuel
entered
wearing
a
hat
and
coat
.
He
saluted
the
count
with
the
air
of
a
man
who
is
aware
of
the
rank
of
his
guest
;
then
,
after
having
led
Monte
Cristo
around
the
little
garden
,
he
returned
to
the
house
.
A
large
vase
of
Japan
porcelain
,
filled
with
flowers
that
loaded
the
air
with
their
perfume
,
stood
in
the
salon
.
Julie
,
suitably
dressed
,
and
her
hair
arranged
(
she
had
accomplished
this
feat
in
less
than
ten
minutes
)
,
received
the
count
on
his
entrance
.
The
songs
of
the
birds
were
heard
in
an
aviary
hard
by
,
and
the
branches
of
laburnums
and
rose
acacias
formed
an
exquisite
framework
to
the
blue
velvet
curtains
.
Everything
in
this
charming
retreat
,
from
the
warble
of
the
birds
to
the
smile
of
the
mistress
,
breathed
tranquillity
and
repose
.
The
count
had
felt
the
influence
of
this
happiness
from
the
moment
he
entered
the
house
,
and
he
remained
silent
and
pensive
,
forgetting
that
he
was
expected
to
renew
the
conversation
,
which
had
ceased
after
the
first
salutations
had
been
exchanged
.
The
silence
became
almost
painful
when
,
by
a
violent
effort
,
tearing
himself
from
his
pleasing
reverie
--
"
Madame
,
"
said
he
at
length
,
"
I
pray
you
to
excuse
my
emotion
,
which
must
astonish
you
who
are
only
accustomed
to
the
happiness
I
meet
here
;
but
contentment
is
so
new
a
sight
to
me
,
that
I
could
never
be
weary
of
looking
at
yourself
and
your
husband
.
"
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"
We
are
very
happy
,
monsieur
,
"
replied
Julie
;
"
but
we
have
also
known
unhappiness
,
and
few
have
ever
undergone
more
bitter
sufferings
than
ourselves
.
"
The
Count
's
features
displayed
an
expression
of
the
most
intense
curiosity
.
"
Oh
,
all
this
is
a
family
history
,
as
Chateau
--
Renaud
told
you
the
other
day
,
"
observed
Maximilian
.
"
This
humble
picture
would
have
but
little
interest
for
you
,
accustomed
as
you
are
to
behold
the
pleasures
and
the
misfortunes
of
the
wealthy
and
industrious
;
but
such
as
we
are
,
we
have
experienced
bitter
sorrows
.
"
"
And
God
has
poured
balm
into
your
wounds
,
as
he
does
into
those
of
all
who
are
in
affliction
?
"
said
Monte
Cristo
inquiringly
.
"
Yes
,
count
,
"
returned
Julie
,
"
we
may
indeed
say
he
has
,
for
he
has
done
for
us
what
he
grants
only
to
his
chosen
;
he
sent
us
one
of
his
angels
.
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"
The
count
's
cheeks
became
scarlet
,
and
he
coughed
,
in
order
to
have
an
excuse
for
putting
his
handkerchief
to
his
mouth
.
"
Those
born
to
wealth
,
and
who
have
the
means
of
gratifying
every
wish
,
"
said
Emmanuel
,
"
know
not
what
is
the
real
happiness
of
life
,
just
as
those
who
have
been
tossed
on
the
stormy
waters
of
the
ocean
on
a
few
frail
planks
can
alone
realize
the
blessings
of
fair
weather
.
"
Monte
Cristo
rose
,
and
without
making
any
answer
(
for
the
tremulousness
of
his
voice
would
have
betrayed
his
emotion
)
walked
up
and
down
the
apartment
with
a
slow
step
.
"
Our
magnificence
makes
you
smile
,
count
,
"
said
Maximilian
,
who
had
followed
him
with
his
eyes
.
"
No
,
no
,
"
returned
Monte
Cristo
,
pale
as
death
,
pressing
one
hand
on
his
heart
to
still
its
throbbings
,
while
with
the
other
he
pointed
to
a
crystal
cover
,
beneath
which
a
silken
purse
lay
on
a
black
velvet
cushion
.
"
I
was
wondering
what
could
be
the
significance
of
this
purse
,
with
the
paper
at
one
end
and
the
large
diamond
at
the
other
.
"