Граф Монте-Крісто

The Presentation.

           

           MonteCristo,intakingtheseatMorcerfofferedhim,placedhimselfinsuchamannerastoremainconcealedintheshadowofthelargevelvetcurtains,andreadonthecarewornandlividfeaturesofthecountawholehistoryofsecretgriefswrittenineachwrinkletimehadplantedthere."Thecountess,"saidMorcerf,"wasathertoiletwhenshewasinformedofthevisitshewasabouttoreceive.Shewill,however,beinthesalonintenminutes."

           "Itisagreathonortome,"returnedMonteCristo,"tobethus,onthefirstdayofmyarrivalinParis,broughtincontactwithamanwhosemeritequalshisreputation,andtowhomfortunehasforoncebeenequitable,buthasshenotstillontheplainsofMetidja,orinthemountainsofAtlas,amarshal’sstafftoofferyou?"

           "Oh,"repliedMorcerf,reddeningslightly,"Ihavelefttheservice,monsieur.MadeapeerattheRestoration,IservedthroughthefirstcampaignundertheordersofMarshalBourmont.Icould,therefore,expectahigherrank,andwhoknowswhatmighthavehappenedhadtheelderbranchremainedonthethrone?ButtheRevolutionofJulywas,itseems,sufficientlyglorioustoallowitselftobeungrateful,anditwassoforallservicesthatdidnotdatefromtheimperialperiod.Itenderedmyresignation,forwhenyouhavegainedyourepauletsonthebattle-field,youdonotknowhowtomanoeuvreontheslipperygroundsofthesalons.Ihavehungupmysword,andcastmyselfintopolitics.

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