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"
To
give
you
pleasure
,
my
sweet
Renee
,
I
promise
to
show
all
the
lenity
in
my
power
;
but
if
the
charges
brought
against
this
Bonapartist
hero
prove
correct
,
why
,
then
,
you
really
must
give
me
leave
to
order
his
head
to
be
cut
off
.
"
Renee
shuddered
.
"
Never
mind
that
foolish
girl
,
Villefort
,
"
said
the
marquise
.
"
She
will
soon
get
over
these
things
.
"
So
saying
,
Madame
de
Saint
--
Meran
extended
her
dry
bony
hand
to
Villefort
,
who
,
while
imprinting
a
son-inlaw
's
respectful
salute
on
it
,
looked
at
Renee
,
as
much
as
to
say
,
"
I
must
try
and
fancy
'
tis
your
dear
hand
I
kiss
,
as
it
should
have
been
.
"
"
These
are
mournful
auspices
to
accompany
a
betrothal
,
"
sighed
poor
Renee
.
"
Upon
my
word
,
child
!
"
exclaimed
the
angry
marquise
,
"
your
folly
exceeds
all
bounds
.
I
should
be
glad
to
know
what
connection
there
can
possibly
be
between
your
sickly
sentimentality
and
the
affairs
of
the
state
!
"
"
O
mother
!
"
murmured
Renee
.
"
Nay
,
madame
,
I
pray
you
pardon
this
little
traitor
.
I
promise
you
that
to
make
up
for
her
want
of
loyalty
,
I
will
be
most
inflexibly
severe
;
"
then
casting
an
expressive
glance
at
his
betrothed
,
which
seemed
to
say
,
"
Fear
not
,
for
your
dear
sake
my
justice
shall
be
tempered
with
mercy
,
"
and
receiving
a
sweet
and
approving
smile
in
return
,
Villefort
quitted
the
room
.
No
sooner
had
Villefort
left
the
salon
,
than
he
assumed
the
grave
air
of
a
man
who
holds
the
balance
of
life
and
death
in
his
hands
.
Now
,
in
spite
of
the
nobility
of
his
countenance
,
the
command
of
which
,
like
a
finished
actor
,
he
had
carefully
studied
before
the
glass
,
it
was
by
no
means
easy
for
him
to
assume
an
air
of
judicial
severity
.
Except
the
recollection
of
the
line
of
politics
his
father
had
adopted
,
and
which
might
interfere
,
unless
he
acted
with
the
greatest
prudence
,
with
his
own
career
,
Gerard
de
Villefort
was
as
happy
as
a
man
could
be
.
Already
rich
,
he
held
a
high
official
situation
,
though
only
twenty-seven
.
He
was
about
to
marry
a
young
and
charming
woman
,
whom
he
loved
,
not
passionately
,
but
reasonably
,
as
became
a
deputy
attorney
of
the
king
;
and
besides
her
personal
attractions
,
which
were
very
great
,
Mademoiselle
de
Saint
--
Meran
's
family
possessed
considerable
political
influence
,
which
they
would
,
of
course
,
exert
in
his
favor
.
The
dowry
of
his
wife
amounted
to
fifty
thousand
crowns
,
and
he
had
,
besides
,
the
prospect
of
seeing
her
fortune
increased
to
half
a
million
at
her
father
's
death
.
These
considerations
naturally
gave
Villefort
a
feeling
of
such
complete
felicity
that
his
mind
was
fairly
dazzled
in
its
contemplation
.
At
the
door
he
met
the
commissary
of
police
,
who
was
waiting
for
him
.
The
sight
of
this
officer
recalled
Villefort
from
the
third
heaven
to
earth
;
he
composed
his
face
,
as
we
have
before
described
,
and
said
,
"
I
have
read
the
letter
,
sir
,
and
you
have
acted
rightly
in
arresting
this
man
;
now
inform
me
what
you
have
discovered
concerning
him
and
the
conspiracy
.
"
"
We
know
nothing
as
yet
of
the
conspiracy
,
monsieur
;
all
the
papers
found
have
been
sealed
up
and
placed
on
your
desk
.
The
prisoner
himself
is
named
Edmond
Dantes
,
mate
on
board
the
three-master
the
Pharaon
,
trading
in
cotton
with
Alexandria
and
Smyrna
,
and
belonging
to
Morrel
&
Son
,
of
Marseilles
.
"
