The Count of Monte Cristo

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shall we come to next?"

"M. de Chateau-Renaud--M. Maximilian Morrel," said the servant,
announcing two fresh guests.

"Now, then, to breakfast," said Beauchamp; "for, if I remember, you told
me you only expected two persons, Albert."

"Morrel," muttered Albert--"Morrel--who is he?" But before he had
finished, M. de Chateau-Renaud, a handsome young man of thirty,
gentleman all over,--that is, with the figure of a Guiche and the wit
of a Mortemart,--took Albert's hand. "My dear Albert," said he, "let me
introduce to you M. Maximilian Morrel, captain of Spahis, my friend; and
what is more--however the man speaks for himself--my preserver. Salute
my hero, viscount." And he stepped on one side to give place to a young
man of refined and dignified bearing, with large and open brow,
piercing eyes, and black mustache, whom our readers have already seen