Chapter 77: Haydée

Chapter 77. Haydée Scarcely had the count’s horses cleared the angle of the boulevard, when Albert, turning towards the count, burst into a loud fit of laughter—much too loud in fact not to give the idea of its being rather forced and unnatural. “Well,” said he, “I will ask you the same question which Charles IX. put to Catherine de’ Medici, after the massacre of Saint Bartholomew: ‘How have I played my little part?’” “To what do you allude?” asked Monte Cristo. “To the installation of my rival at M. Danglars’.” “What rival?” “_Ma foi!_ what rival? Why, your protégé, M. Andrea