Danglars is a coward, but he doesn’t want to appear on the surface. Morcerf’s tone just now angered him. It’s not that my actions were not fully answered by him.
What do you mean?
I mean, I have a good reason, but it’s hard to say.
On the whole, you must understand that I will not be satisfied with your silence, but one thing is obvious: you don’t want my family to get married.
No, Danglars said I just wanted to postpone my decision.
And if you are so, can I wait for you to change your mind with you repeatedly?
Then we’ll be glad if you don’t want to wait, even if we have never talked about these things.
The count became arrogant and impatient when he got angry. He bit his lip tightly until he bit the blood, but he was laughed at in this state. He must have stepped to the door of the living room, but on second thought, he came back. A cloud passed over his forehead and wiped away his forehead anger, leaving a faint trace of anxiety. My dear Danglars said that we have known each other for many years. You should tell me that I should also know what my son lost your heart. This is fair.
That’s not because I have any bad feelings towards the knight. I can tell you this. Danglars replied that as soon as he saw that Morcerf had softened a little, his arrogance resumed.
Then who do you feel bad about? Morcerf turned pale and his tone changed.
The count’s face expression did not deceive the banker’s eyes. He fixed his eyes on the other side more firmly than before and said, you’d better not force me to speak more plainly.
The count trembled with anger. He tried his best to control his anger and said, I want you to explain to me clearly whether Madame de Morcerf doesn’t beg you, whether you think my property is not enough, and whether my political views are inconsistent with yours.
It’s not that kind of thing, replied Danglars. If it is, I can blame myself, because when we discuss the engagement, I know that we should stop pursuing the cause. I’m really ashamed that you should be so strict. Let me review this matter for the time being. The middle way is to let it go before it is broken, and it’s not a busy appointment. My daughter is only seventeen, and your son is only twenty-one. When we are waiting, things will continue to develop. When we look at it late, it feels dark and vague, but when we look at it in the morning, it is too clear.
Is this what you said? Ge Morcerf turned pale and shouted, Don’t anyone dare to make a rumor about me?
Earl’s court I have already told you, and I think it’s best not to explain.
So I will patiently endure the humiliation of being rejected by you?
This matter is even more painful to me, but I feel even more painful than you, because others know that I want to climb with you, and once an engagement breaks down, the woman will always suffer more than the man.
All right, Gomorref said we don’t have to talk about it anymore.
So he angrily clutched his gloves and walked into the room.
Danglars noticed that in the course of this conversation, Morcerf finally dared not ask whether he had given up his promise because of Danglars.
That night, Danglars’ friends discussed it for a long time, and Mr. Cavalcanti was in the living room with his wife and young lady. He was the last one to leave the bank.
The next morning, when Danglars woke up, he brought the newspaper. He put aside the other three or four copies and picked up the Ta Kung Pao, which was edited by Beauchamp. He tore off the envelope in a hurry and typed it in a panic. He turned over the Paris event with disdain and turned to the miscellaneous news column. With a vicious smile, Danglars stopped his eyes on a Janina communication message. Great. After reading that message, Danglars said that I was not mistaken about this passage in Fernand’s school, which saved me some effort and had to explain it to Count de Morcerf again.
At the same time, at nine o’clock in the morning, Al Bermar rousseff came to the Champs Elysé es to visit Monte Cristo in a dark suit, but when he hastily asked the count if he was at home, the porter told him that the adult had gone half an hour ago.
Did he take Baptistine?
Meijue pavilion
Then call him. I want to have a word with him.
The concierge went to find the valet and came back with him soon.
My good friend Albert said, with all due respect, I’d like to know from you whether your master really went.
He really went to Geba Pusting replied.
Yes, that’s what you said to me.
I know that the host has always been very happy to see Baptistin at Juege saying that I will never treat you as an ordinary guest.
You’re right. I want to see him now on a very important matter. Do you think it will be long before he comes back?
No, I don’t think it will be because he ordered to prepare breakfast for him at ten o’clock.
Ok, I’ll turn around on the Champs Elysé es and come back at ten o’clock. I’m back at the Earl’s Court in this issue. Can he stop waiting to see me?
I’ll give Geba Pustine a message.
Albert left his carriage at the count’s door to go for a walk in circles. When he passed by Fauvis Lane, he seemed to see the count’s horse parked at the gate of Gausse’s shooting room. He went over and recognized the coachman, Earl’s Pavilion, and shot in it? Said Morcerf.
Yes, sir, replied the driver
He said that Albert heard two or three pistols go off, and when he went inside, he met a waiter in the shooting room. I’m sorry, the boy in Juege said, would you wait a moment?
What Philip Albert asked him if he was an old customer there? Why not stop him from going in this time?
Because the gentleman in the room now doesn’t want to be disturbed, he never practices gun in front of outsiders.
Not even you? Then who will play it for him?
His servant
A hardworking Biya?
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These words are all heard in the cave. My dear husband, Morcerf, said these words may satisfy a friend who meets by chance, but Count Morcerf is not a friend who meets by chance. When he visits another person in this capacity and asks him to fulfill his promise, he should at least have a good reason.
