The Count of Monte Cristo

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"Positively."

"Then let them explain themselves; you should give the father a hint,
you are so intimate with the family."

"I?--where the devil did you find out that?"

"At their ball; it was apparent enough. Why, did not the countess, the
proud Mercedes, the disdainful Catalane, who will scarcely open her lips
to her oldest acquaintances, take your arm, lead you into the garden,
into the private walks, and remain there for half an hour?"

"Ah, baron, baron," said Albert, "you are not listening--what barbarism
in a megalomaniac like you!"

"Oh, don't worry about me, Sir Mocker," said Danglars; then turning to
the count he said, "but will you undertake to speak to the father?"