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"
You
pretend
not
to
know
--
because
government
was
not
rich
enough
.
"
"
Ah
,
pardon
me
,
"
said
Chateau
--
Renaud
;
"
I
have
heard
of
these
things
every
day
during
the
last
eight
years
,
and
I
can
not
understand
them
yet
.
"
"
You
will
,
by
and
by
,
"
said
Debray
.
"
I
think
not
,
"
replied
Chateau
--
Renaud
.
"
Major
Bartolomeo
Cavalcanti
and
Count
Andrea
Cavalcanti
,
"
announced
Baptistin
.
A
black
satin
stock
,
fresh
from
the
maker
's
hands
,
gray
moustaches
,
a
bold
eye
,
a
major
's
uniform
,
ornamented
with
three
medals
and
five
crosses
--
in
fact
,
the
thorough
bearing
of
an
old
soldier
--
such
was
the
appearance
of
Major
Bartolomeo
Cavalcanti
,
that
tender
father
with
whom
we
are
already
acquainted
.
Close
to
him
,
dressed
in
entirely
new
clothes
,
advanced
smilingly
Count
Andrea
Cavalcanti
,
the
dutiful
son
,
whom
we
also
know
.
The
three
young
people
were
talking
together
.
On
the
entrance
of
the
new-comers
,
their
eyes
glanced
from
father
to
son
,
and
then
,
naturally
enough
,
rested
on
the
latter
,
whom
they
began
criticising
.
"
Cavalcanti
!
"
said
Debray
.
"
A
fine
name
,
"
said
Morrel
.
"
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
.
