THE COUNT OF MONTE-CRISTO.
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But the sound of the clock had not died away when Germain announced, "His Excellency the Count of Monte-Cristo."
The involuntary start every one gave proved how much Morcerf's narrative had impressed them, and Albert himself could not prevent
himself from feeling a sudden emotion. He had not heard a carriage stop in the-street, or steps in the antechamber; the door had itself opened noiselessly. The count appeared, dressed with the greatest simplicity; but the most fastidious dandy could have found nothing to cavil at in his toilet: every particle of dress—hat, coat, gloves, and boots—