THE COUNT OF MONTE-CRISTO.
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"I will do everything in my power to carry out your wishes, M. le Comte. I should be glad, however, to receive your excellency's com mands concerning the dinner."
"Really, my dear M. Bertuccio," said the count, "since you have been in Paris, you have become quite nervous, and apparently out of your element; you no longer seem to understand me."
"But surely your excellency will be so good as to inform me whom you are expecting to receive!"
"I do not yet know myself, neither is it necessary that you should do so. 'Lucullus dines with Lucullus,' that is quite sufficient."
Bertuccio bowed, and left the room.
