In a little while he came.
He had been known in England as Charles Darnay.
Monseigneur received him in a courtly manner, but they did not shake hands.
"You left Paris yesterday, sir?" he said to Monseigneur, as he took
his seat at table.
"Yesterday. And you?"
"I come direct."
"From London?"
"Yes."
"You have been a long time coming," said the Marquis, with a smile.
"On the contrary; I come direct."
"Pardon me! I mean, not a long time on the journey; a long time
intending the journey."
"I have been detained by"--the nephew stopped a moment in his
answer--"various business."
"Without doubt," said the polished uncle.
So long as a servant was present, no other words passed between them.
When coffee had been served and they were alone together, the nephew,
looking at the uncle and meeting the eyes of the face that was like a
fine mask, opened a conversation.
"I have come back, sir, as you anticipate, pursuing the object that
took me away. It carried me into great and unexpected peril; but it
is a sacred object, and if it had carried me to death I hope it would
have sustained me.
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