"Yes," said Monte-Cristo, "for that reason I wished to keep you near me."
"It is miraculous!" continued Morrel, answering his own thoughts.
"What?" said Monte-Cristo.
"What has just happened."
"Yes," said the count, "you are right—it is miraculous."
"For Albert is brave," resumed Morrel.
"Very brave," said Monte-Cristo; "I have seen him sleep with a sword suspended over his head."
"And I know he has fought two duels," said Morrel; "how can you reconcile that with his conduct this morning?"
"All owing to your influence," replied Monte-Cristo, smiling.
"It is well for Albert he is not in the army," said Morrel.
"Why?"
"An apology on the ground!" said the young captain, shaking his head.
"Come," said the count, mildly, "do not entertain the prejudices of ordinary men, Morrel! Acknowledge, if Albert is brave, he cannot be a coward; he must then have had some reason for acting as he did this morning, and confess that his conduct is more heroic than otherwise."
"Doubtless, doubtless," said Morrel; "but I shall say, like the Spaniard, 'He has not been so brave to-day as he was yesterday.'"
"You will breakfast with me, will you not, Morrel?" said the count, to turn the conversation.
"No, I must leave you at ten o'clock."
"Your engagement was for breakfast, then?" said the count.
Morrel smiled, and shook his head.
"Still you must breakfast somewhere."
"But if I am not hungry?" said the young man.
"Oh!" said the count, "I only know two things which destroy the appetite; grief,—and as I am happy to see you very cheerful, it is not that,—and love. Now, after what you told me this morning of your heart, I may believe"
"Well, count," replied Morrel, gayly, "I will not dispute it."
"But you will not make me your confidant, Maximilian?" said the count, in a tone which showed how gladly he would have been admitted to the secret.
"I showed you this morning I had a heart; did I not, count?" Monte-Cristo only answered by extending his hand to the young man. "Well!" continued the latter, "since that heart is no longer with you in the Bois de Vincennes, it is elsewhere, and I must go and find it."
"Go," said the count deliberately, "go, dear friend, but promise me,
