The Count of Monte Cristo

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giving any sign of approbation or pleasure, until he entered his
bedroom, situated on the opposite side to the closed room; then he
approached a little piece of furniture, made of rosewood, which he had
noticed at a previous visit. "That can only be to hold gloves," he said.

"Will your excellency deign to open it?" said the delighted Bertuccio,
"and you will find gloves in it." Elsewhere the count found everything
he required--smelling-bottles, cigars, knick-knacks.

"Good," he said; and M. Bertuccio left enraptured, so great, so
powerful, and real was the influence exercised by this man over all who
surrounded him. At precisely six o'clock the clatter of horses' hoofs
was heard at the entrance door; it was our captain of Spahis, who had
arrived on Medeah. "I am sure I am the first," cried Morrel; "I did it
on purpose to have you a minute to myself, before every one came. Julie
and Emmanuel have a thousand things to tell you. Ah, really this is
magnificent! But tell me, count, will your people take care of my