The young sailor gave a look to see that his orders were promptly and accurately obeyed, and then turned again to the owner. After a long talk with the harbor—master, Captain Leclere left Naples greatly disturbed in mind. In twenty—four hours he was attacked by a fever, and died three days afterwards. We performed the usual burial service, and he is at his rest, sewn up in his hammock with a thirty—six pound shot at his head and his heels, off El Giglio island.
We bring to his widow his sword and cross of honor. Morrel, take my word for it; and I advise you not to take 25, francs for the profits of the voyage. Danglars, coming out of his cabin, who will furnish you with every particular. As for me, I must look after the anchoring, and dress the ship in mourning. The owner did not wait for a second invitation.
He seized a rope which Dantes flung to him, and with an activity that would have done credit to a sailor, climbed up the side of the ship, while the young man, going to his task, left the conversation to Danglars, who now came towards the owner. He was a man of twenty—five or twenty—six years of age, of unprepossessing countenance, obsequious to his superiors, insolent to his subordinates; and this, in addition to his position as responsible agent on board, which is always obnoxious to the sailors, made him as much disliked by the crew as Edmond Dantes was beloved by them.
Morrel, and this day and a half was lost from pure whim, for the pleasure of going ashore, and nothing else. The anchor was instantly dropped, and the chain ran rattling through the port—hole. You hailed me, I think? Danglars retreated a step or two. I believe, if she had not been laden, and I had been her master, he would have bought her. The Morrels have been shipowners from father to son; and there was a Morrel who served in the same regiment with me when I was in garrison at Valence.
But, pardon me, here are the health officers and the customs inspectors coming alongside. As he departed, Danglars approached, and said,—. It was Captain Leclere who gave orders for this delay. Danglars reflected for a moment. I may have been mistaken. 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.
My first visit is due to my father, though I am not the less grateful for the honor you have done me. Dantes smiled. Morrel, for after this first visit has been paid I have another which I am most anxious to pay. Peste, Edmond, you have a very handsome mistress! You have managed my affairs so well that I ought to allow you all the time you require for your own.
Do you want any money? But that reminds me that I must ask your leave of absence for some days. Is it really your intention to make me captain of the Pharaon?
Noticing that his father is obviously very weak, he discovers that his father has very little money. Not far away is the village of the Catalans, a community of closely knit Spanish people living near Marseilles.
Fernand leaves and is stopped by Danglars and Caderousse. They invite him for a drink and then make him drunk with wine and thoughts of revenge. After the wedding, he reveals, he must go to Paris to deliver a letter which he received on Elba. But when the thunder of three loud knocks is heard, all is quiet. Four armed soldiers and a corporal enter. Meanwhile, in one of the aristocratic residences of Marseilles, another betrothal is being celebrated by several enemies of Napoleon.
At the center of this scene is Monsieur de Villefort, who describes Napoleon as more than a man; he was, Villefort says, a symbol, the personification of equality. Those assembled are obviously royalists, and they chide Villefort about his attitude toward Napoleon. Villefort flashes with anger: His father may be a Bonapartist, but he himself is the antithesis of his father.
Villefort pales; Noirtier is his father. A police van then comes for him, and he is placed in a boat, despite his protests. He is rowed to the Chateau d'If, an infamous prison because of its brutality and its impossibility of escape, and then he is taken to the dungeon, where they throw "madmen with madmen.
The greatness and the enduring popularity of The Count of Monte Cristo is mainly accounted for by the narrative force of the novel. In very simple terms, the novel tells an exciting story in an engaging and straightforward narrative — a narrative that grasps and involves the reader in the action. This novel is, in literary terms, a "well-made Romantic adventure story.
Thus, in the opening scenes, Danglars is presented as a troublemaker, a jealous and envious person for no other reason than pure jealousy and spite. Early in the novel, therefore, the forces of good are aligned against the forces of evil and destruction. By the term "Romantic," we mean a novel that is filled with high adventure, one in which the hero possesses the most noble of qualities and where he is often put to various tests and survives these tests superbly.
It is a novel that does not focus on intricate character analysis, but emphasizes, instead, the narrative plot element, and the success of this type of novel is measured by how much it engages or captures the reader's interest in the adventures set forth. In the first six chapters, Dumas has created his main character, or hero, has shown his superb qualities and capabilities, has presented him as a loyal friend to the late captain and as an honorable man of his word.
In a rather catatonic state, he argues with a guard in the prison, and as a result, he is placed in a dungeon.
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