Граф Монте-Крісто

The Meeting.

           

           "Do;butmakenotreatyyouunderstandme?"

           "Youneednotfear."MorreladvancedtowardsBeauchampandChateau–Renaud,who,seeinghisintention,cametomeethim.Thethreeyoungmenbowedtoeachothercourteously,ifnotaffably.

           "Excuseme,gentlemen,"saidMorrel,"butIdonotseeM.deMorcerf."

           "Hesentuswordthismorning,"repliedChateau–Renaud,"thathewouldmeetusontheground."

           "Ah,"saidMorrel.Beauchamppulledouthiswatch."Itisonlyfiveminutespasteight,"saidhetoMorrel;"thereisnotmuchtimelostyet."

           "Oh,Imadenoallusionofthatkind,"repliedMorrel.

           "Thereisacarriagecoming,"saidChateau–Renaud.Itadvancedrapidlyalongoneoftheavenuesleadingtowardstheopenspacewheretheywereassembled."Youaredoubtlessprovidedwithpistols,gentlemen?M.deMonteCristoyieldshisrightofusinghis."

           "Wehadanticipatedthiskindnessonthepartofthecount,"saidBeauchamp,"andIhavebroughtsomeweaponswhichIboughteightortendayssince,thinkingtowantthemonasimilaroccasion.Theyarequitenew,andhavenotyetbeenused.Willyouexaminethem."

           "Oh,M.Beauchamp,ifyouassuremethatM.deMorcerfdoesnotknowthesepistols,youmayreadilybelievethatyourwordwillbequitesufficient.

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