“His wife!” said Caderousse; “why, how fast you go on, father Dantes; she is not his wife yet, as it seems to me.”
“So, but according to all probability she soon will be,” replied Edmond.
“Yes—yes,” said Caderousse; “but you were right to return as soon as possible, my boy.”
“Because Mercedes is a very fine girl, and fine girls never lack followers; she particularly has them by dozens.”
“Really?” answered Edmond, with a smile which had in it traces of slight uneasiness.
“Ah, yes,” continued Caderousse, “and capital offers, too; but you know, you will be captain, and who could refuse you then?”
“Meaning to say,” replied Dantes, with a smile which but ill-concealed his trouble, “that if I were not a captain”—
“Eh—eh!” said Caderousse, shaking his head
The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas, page 20.