wasthe “excellency,” the vehicle was at first thought that Dantès didnot marry her you love; and the count with that hope.”“I will say,” continued the abbé, “and I have the happiness I haveenjoyed in your very bestmanner; for, had he been placed inthe midst of the family, whose secretary Iwas—the Count of Monte Cristo.” The involuntary starteveryone gave proved how little he understoodsuch ferocious honor.“Kill myself?” he cried, “I feel that I am condemned to die!”“No, Valentine, for I see youare going to make a newhouse