Граф Монте-Крісто

A Flurry in Stocks.

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           "Heisacharmingyoungman,"saidMonteCristo"andIfeltalivelyinterestinhimtheveryfirsteveningofmyintroduction,whenImethiminsearchofasupper,andprevaileduponhimtoacceptaportionofmine.Heis,Ithink,thesonofGenerald’Epinay?"

           "Heis."

           "Thesamewhowassoshamefullyassassinatedin1815?"

           "BytheBonapartists."

           "Yes.ReallyIlikehimextremely;istherenotalsoamatrimonialengagementcontemplatedforhim?"

           "Yes,heistomarryMademoiselledeVillefort."

           "Indeed?"

           "AndyouknowIamtomarryMademoiselleDanglars,"saidAlbert,laughing.

           "Yousmile."

           "Yes."

           "Whydoyoudoso?"

           "Ismilebecausethereappearstometobeaboutasmuchinclinationfortheconsummationoftheengagementinquestionasthereisformyown.Butreally,mydearcount,wearetalkingasmuchofwomenastheydoofus;itisunpardonable."Albertrose.

           "Areyougoing?"

           "Really,thatisagoodidea!twohourshaveIbeenboringyoutodeathwithmycompany,andthenyou,withthegreatestpoliteness,askmeifIamgoing.Indeed,count,youarethemostpolishedmanintheworld.Andyourservants,too,howverywellbehavedtheyare;thereisquiteastyleaboutthem.MonsieurBaptistinespecially;Icouldnevergetsuchamanasthat.

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