"The marshal." "Yes." Morrel looked around him, and then, drawing Dantes on one side, he said suddenly--"And how is the emperor?" "Very well, as far as I could judge from the sight of him." "You saw the emperor, then?" "He entered the marshal's apartment while I was there." "And you spoke to him?" "Why, it was he who spoke to me, sir," said Dantes, with a smile.
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