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"
Indeed
,
my
dear
sir
,
"
said
Monte
Cristo
,
"
you
are
revoltingly
foppish
.
"
"
I
foppish
?
how
do
you
mean
?
"
"
Yes
;
pray
take
a
cigar
,
and
cease
to
defend
yourself
,
and
to
struggle
to
escape
marrying
Mademoiselle
Danglars
.
Let
things
take
their
course
;
perhaps
you
may
not
have
to
retract
.
"
"
Bah
,
"
said
Albert
,
staring
.
"
Doubtless
,
my
dear
viscount
,
you
will
not
be
taken
by
force
;
and
seriously
,
do
you
wish
to
break
off
your
engagement
?
"
"
I
would
give
a
hundred
thousand
francs
to
be
able
to
do
so
.
"
"
Then
make
yourself
quite
easy
.
M.
Danglars
would
give
double
that
sum
to
attain
the
same
end
.
"
"
Am
I
,
indeed
,
so
happy
?
"
said
Albert
,
who
still
could
not
prevent
an
almost
imperceptible
cloud
passing
across
his
brow
.
"
But
,
my
dear
count
,
has
M.
Danglars
any
reason
?
"
"
Ah
,
there
is
your
proud
and
selfish
nature
.
You
would
expose
the
self-love
of
another
with
a
hatchet
,
but
you
shrink
if
your
own
is
attacked
with
a
needle
.
"
"
But
yet
M.
Danglars
appeared
"
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