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Marseilles — The Arrival.

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           "Dantes,"saidtheshipowner,turningtowardstheyoungman,"comethisway!"

           "Inamoment,sir,"answeredDantes,"andI’mwithyou."Thencallingtothecrew,hesaid"Letgo!"

           Theanchorwasinstantlydropped,andthechainranrattlingthroughtheport-hole.Dantescontinuedathispostinspiteofthepresenceofthepilot,untilthismanoeuvrewascompleted,andthenheadded,"Half-mastthecolors,andsquaretheyards!"

           "Yousee,"saidDanglars,"hefancieshimselfcaptainalready,uponmyword."

           "Andso,infact,heis,"saidtheowner.

           "Exceptyoursignatureandyourpartner’s,M.Morrel."

           "Andwhyshouldhenothavethis?"askedtheowner;"heisyoung,itistrue,butheseemstomeathoroughseaman,andoffullexperience."

           AcloudpassedoverDanglars’brow."Yourpardon,M.Morrel,"saidDantes,approaching,"thevesselnowridesatanchor,andIamatyourservice.Youhailedme,Ithink?"

           Danglarsretreatedasteportwo."IwishedtoinquirewhyyoustoppedattheIslandofElba?"

           "Idonotknow,sir;itwastofulfilthelastinstructionsofCaptainLeclere,who,whendying,gavemeapacketforMarshalBertrand."

           "Thendidyouseehim,Edmond?"

           "Who?"

           "Themarshal."

           "Yes.

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