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THE COUNT OF MONTE-CRISTO.
"Pray don't mention such a thing," said the count. Baptistin reëntered with glasses, wine, and biscuits. The count filled one glass, but in the other he only poured a few drops of the ruby-colored liquid. The bottle was covered with spiders' webs, and all the other signs which
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indicate the age of wine more truly than do wrinkles on the face of a man. The major made a wise choice,—he took the full glass and a biscuit. The count told Baptistin to leave the plate within reach of his guest, who began by sipping the Alicante with an expression of great satisfaction, and then delicately steeped his biscuit in the wine.
