The Count of Monte Cristo

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"The count does not know?"

"How should I know? I have arrived from Cadiz this morning. I have never
before been at Paris, and it is the first time I have ever even set my
foot in France."

"Ah, that is different; the house you purchase is at Auteuil." At these
words Bertuccio turned pale. "And where is Auteuil?" asked the count.

"Close by here, monsieur," replied the notary--"a little beyond Passy; a
charming situation, in the heart of the Bois de Boulogne."

"So near as that?" said the Count; "but that is not in the country. What
made you choose a house at the gates of Paris, M. Bertuccio?"

"I," cried the steward with a strange expression. "His excellency
did not charge me to purchase this house. If his excellency will