Volume I Part 49 (1/2)
”Ah--the Zouave Coucou--let hily looked around--yes, here it was almost as nice as in Africa
”Coucou,” the count coh”
Coucou scratched his head
”Well--is it, perhaps, not acceptable to you?”
”Not exactly that, co time? Africa's sun, the Bedouins, the Jackals, nay even the Hyenas I shall miss”
”Well, perhaps we can find a reiers”
”To Algiers--is that true?” joyfully exclai a salute, which perhaps was not fashi+onable, but nevertheless significant
”Excusehis hand on his cap, ”I aood captain!”
”That I also hope, Coucou”
”But how is it with her ladyshi+p, commander?” asked Coucou doubtfully; ”is she satisfied?”
”Ask her yourself,” said Monte-Cristo
”Mada toward Haydee, ”you have a brave husband, and as long as Coucou lives nobody shall touch a hair of his head!”
Haydee smiled amid her tears, and the count said:
”Coucou--here is my son, he will accorand! the young gentlehis hand joyfully into the proffered one of the Zouave, cried out laughingly:
”I shall do my best to earn my epaulets!”
”Go now, Coucou,” said Monte-Cristo, ”and do not fail to be at the harbor at six o'clock to-”
”I will not fail, co his hand to his cap, went away
CHAPTER XLI
HOW AND WHERE COUCOU TOOK LEAVE
In a beautiful garden, adjacent to a s walked irresolutely to and fro Madairl had a lively conversation, had retired, as she stated, to work on the veranda, and Clary was reflecting on the conversation