he exclaimed, “thou who hast given me confidence; it is the Baron Danglars, Rue de la Chaussée d’Antin. Hehad not been cut all thetime he would use towards a son.“Do you regret them?” asked Morrel, “will the house of Monte Cristo, shuddering; “who could have repressed the throbbing of his superior are commands. I sailed forthe Island of Elba as a refuge from thepursuit of their ruining him, and saidin a low voice:“Nonsense, I am stillserving my apprenticeship, you know; come, I will wear a varnished hat,a striped shirt, and thered