The Count of Monte Cristo

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the galleries. He called for me at seven o'clock, and, before any one
had arrived, asked one of the door-keepers to place me in a box. I was
concealed by a column, and might witness the whole of the terrible
scene which was about to take place. At eight o'clock all were in their
places, and M. de Morcerf entered at the last stroke. He held some
papers in his hand; his countenance was calm, and his step firm, and he
was dressed with great care in his military uniform, which was buttoned
completely up to the chin. His presence produced a good effect. The
committee was made up of Liberals, several of whom came forward to shake
hands with him."

Albert felt his heart bursting at these particulars, but gratitude
mingled with his sorrow: he would gladly have embraced those who had
given his father this proof of esteem at a moment when his honor was so
powerfully attacked. "At this moment one of the door-keepers brought
in a letter for the president. 'You are at liberty to speak, M. de
Morcerf,' said the president, as he unsealed the letter; and the count