I may have been mistaken." At this moment the young man returned; Danglars withdrew.
"Well, my dear Dantes, are you now free ?" inquired the owner.
"Yes, sir." "You have not been long detained." "No.

I gave the custom-house officers a copy of our bill of lading; and as to the other papers, they sent a man off with the pilot, to whom I gave them." "Then you have nothing more to do here ?" "No--everything is all right now." "Then you can come and dine with me ?" "I really must ask you to excuse me, M.Morrel.My first visit is due to my father, though I am not the less grateful for the honor you have done me." "Right, Dantes, quite right.

I always knew you were a good son." "And," inquired Dantes, with some hesitation, "do you know how my father is ?" "Well, I believe, my dear Edmond, though I have not seen him lately." "Yes, he likes to keep himself shut up in his little room." "That proves, at least, that he has wanted for nothing during your absence." Dantes smiled.

"My father is proud, sir, and if he had not a meal left, I doubt if he would have asked anything from anyone, except from Heaven." "Well, then, after this first visit has been made we shall count on you." "I must again excuse myself, M.Morrel, for after this first visit has been paid I have another which I am most anxious to pay." "True, Dantes, I forgot that there was at the Catalans some one who expects you no less impatiently than your father--the lovely Mercedes." Dantes blushed.
"Ah, ha," said the shipowner, "I am not in the least surprised, for she has been to me three times, inquiring if there were any news of the Pharaon.

Peste, Edmond, you have a very handsome mistress!" "She is not my mistress," replied the young sailor, gravely; "she is my betrothed." "Sometimes one and the same thing," said Morrel, with a smile.
"Not with us, sir," replied Dantes.
"Well, well, my dear Edmond," continued the owner, "don't let me detain you.