Граф Монте-Крісто

The Breakfast.

           "Thisexclamation,whichcorrespondedtothecount’sownthoughtratherthantowhatAlbertwassaying,surprisedeverybody,andespeciallyMorrel,wholookedatMonteCristowithwonder.But,atthesametime,theintonationwassosoftthat,howeverstrangethespeechmightseem,itwasimpossibletobeoffendedatit."Whyshouldhedoubtit?"saidBeauchamptoChateau–Renaud.

           "Inreality,"repliedthelatter,who,withhisaristocraticglanceandhisknowledgeoftheworld,hadpenetratedatonceallthatwaspenetrableinMonteCristo,"Alberthasnotdeceivedus,forthecountisamostsingularbeing.Whatsayyou,Morrel!"

           "Mafoi,hehasanopenlookabouthimthatpleasesme,inspiteofthesingularremarkhehasmadeaboutme."

           "Gentlemen,"saidAlbert,"Germaininformsmethatbreakfastisready.Mydearcount,allowmetoshowyoutheway."Theypassedsilentlyintothebreakfast-room,andeveryonetookhisplace."Gentlemen,"saidthecount,seatinghimself,"permitmetomakeaconfessionwhichmustformmyexcuseforanyimproprietiesImaycommit.Iamastranger,andastrangertosuchadegree,thatthisisthefirsttimeIhaveeverbeenatParis.TheFrenchwayoflivingisutterlyunknowntome,anduptothepresenttimeIhavefollowedtheEasterncustoms,whichareentirelyincontrasttotheParisian.Ibegyou,therefore,toexcuseifyoufindanythinginmetooTurkish,tooItalian,ortooArabian.Now,then,letusbreakfast.

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