CHAPTER XCI
MOTHER AND SON
HE Count of Monte-Cristo bowed to the five young people with a melancholy and dignified smile, and got into his carriage with Maximilian and Emmanuel. Albert, Beauchamp, and Château-Renaud remained alone. The young man's look at his two friends, without being timid, appeared to ask their opinion of what he had just done.
"Indeed, my dear friend," said Beauchamp, first, who had either the most feeling or the least dissimulation, "allow me to congratulate you; this is a very unhoped-for conclusion of a very disagreeable affair."
Albert remained silent and wrapped in thought. Château-Renaud contented himself with tapping his boot with his flexible cane.
"Are we not going?" said he, after this embarrassing silence.
"When you please," replied Beauchamp; "allow me only to compliment M. de Morcerf, who has given proof to-day of such chivalric generosity, so rare."
"Oh, yes," said Château-Renaud.
"It is magnificent," continued Beauchamp, "to be able to exercise so much self-control!"
"Assuredly; as for me, I should have been incapable of it," said Château-Renaud, with most significant coolness.
"Gentlemen," interrupted Albert, "I think you did not understand that something very serious had passed between M. de Monte-Cristo and myself."
"Possibly, possibly," said Beauchamp, immediately; "but every simpleton would not be able to understand your heroism, and sooner or later you will find yourself compelled to explain it to them more energetically than would be convenient to your bodily health and the duration of your life. May I give you a friendly counsel? Set out for
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