"Let us not misunderstand each other," replied Monte Cristo; "I
introduce no one, and certainly not M. Cavalcanti."
"And who," said Albert with a forced smile, "is to marry Mademoiselle
Danglars instead of me, which grieves me cruelly."
"What? Cavalcanti is going to marry Mademoiselle Danglars?" asked
Beauchamp.
"Certainly; do you come from the end of the world?" said Monte Cristo;
"you, a journalist, the husband of renown? It is the talk of all Paris."
"And you, count, have made this match?" asked Beauchamp.
"I? Silence, purveyor of gossip, do not spread that report. I make a
match? No, you do not know me; I have done all in my power to oppose
it."
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