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"
Who
told
you
we
were
intimate
,
Maximilian
?
"
"
No
one
,
but
you
appeared
to
be
so
.
From
the
manner
in
which
you
walked
and
talked
together
,
one
would
have
thought
you
were
two
school-girls
telling
your
secrets
to
each
other
.
"
"
We
were
having
a
confidential
conversation
,
"
returned
Valentine
;
"
she
was
owning
to
me
her
repugnance
to
the
marriage
with
M.
de
Morcerf
;
and
I
,
on
the
other
hand
,
was
confessing
to
her
how
wretched
it
made
me
to
think
of
marrying
M.
d'Epinay
.
"
"
Dear
Valentine
!
"
"
That
will
account
to
you
for
the
unreserved
manner
which
you
observed
between
me
and
Eugenie
,
as
in
speaking
of
the
man
whom
I
could
not
love
,
my
thoughts
involuntarily
reverted
to
him
on
whom
my
affections
were
fixed
.
"
"
Ah
,
how
good
you
are
to
say
so
,
Valentine
!
You
possess
a
quality
which
can
never
belong
to
Mademoiselle
Danglars
.
It
is
that
indefinable
charm
which
is
to
a
woman
what
perfume
is
to
the
flower
and
flavor
to
the
fruit
,
for
the
beauty
of
either
is
not
the
only
quality
we
seek
.
"
"
It
is
your
love
which
makes
you
look
upon
everything
in
that
light
.
"
"
No
,
Valentine
,
I
assure
you
such
is
not
the
case
.
I
was
observing
you
both
when
you
were
walking
in
the
garden
,
and
,
on
my
honor
,
without
at
all
wishing
to
depreciate
the
beauty
of
Mademoiselle
Danglars
,
I
can
not
understand
how
any
man
can
really
love
her
.
"
"
The
fact
is
,
Maximilian
,
that
I
was
there
,
and
my
presence
had
the
effect
of
rendering
you
unjust
in
your
comparison
.
"
