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"
Sir
,
"
said
the
baroness
humbly
,
"
are
you
not
aware
that
the
man
employed
there
was
dismissed
,
that
they
talked
of
going
to
law
with
him
,
that
orders
were
issued
to
arrest
him
and
that
this
order
would
have
been
put
into
execution
if
he
had
not
escaped
by
flight
,
which
proves
that
he
was
either
mad
or
guilty
?
It
was
a
mistake
.
"
"
Yes
,
which
made
fools
laugh
,
which
caused
the
minister
to
have
a
sleepless
night
,
which
has
caused
the
minister
's
secretaries
to
blacken
several
sheets
of
paper
,
but
which
has
cost
me
700,000
francs
.
"
"
But
,
sir
,
"
said
Hermine
suddenly
,
"
if
all
this
is
,
as
you
say
,
caused
by
M.
Debray
,
why
,
instead
of
going
direct
to
him
,
do
you
come
and
tell
me
of
it
?
Why
,
to
accuse
the
man
,
do
you
address
the
woman
?
"
"
Do
I
know
M.
Debray
?
--
do
I
wish
to
know
him
?
--
do
I
wish
to
know
that
he
gives
advice
?
--
do
I
wish
to
follow
it
?
--
do
I
speculate
?
No
;
you
do
all
this
,
not
I.
"
"
Still
it
seems
to
me
,
that
as
you
profit
by
it
--
"
Danglars
shrugged
his
shoulders
.
"
Foolish
creature
,
"
he
exclaimed
.
"
Women
fancy
they
have
talent
because
they
have
managed
two
or
three
intrigues
without
being
the
talk
of
Paris
!
But
know
that
if
you
had
even
hidden
your
irregularities
from
your
husband
,
who
has
but
the
commencement
of
the
art
--
for
generally
husbands
will
not
see
--
you
would
then
have
been
but
a
faint
imitation
of
most
of
your
friends
among
the
women
of
the
world
.
But
it
has
not
been
so
with
me
--
I
see
,
and
always
have
seen
,
during
the
last
sixteen
years
.
You
may
,
perhaps
,
have
hidden
a
thought
;
but
not
a
step
,
not
an
action
,
not
a
fault
,
has
escaped
me
,
while
you
flattered
yourself
upon
your
address
,
and
firmly
believed
you
had
deceived
me
.
What
has
been
the
result
?
--
that
,
thanks
to
my
pretended
ignorance
,
there
is
none
of
your
friends
,
from
M.
de
Villefort
to
M.
Debray
,
who
has
not
trembled
before
me
.
There
is
not
one
who
has
not
treated
me
as
the
master
of
the
house
--
the
only
title
I
desire
with
respect
to
you
;
there
is
not
one
,
in
fact
,
who
would
have
dared
to
speak
of
me
as
I
have
spoken
of
them
this
day
.
I
will
allow
you
to
make
me
hateful
,
but
I
will
prevent
your
rendering
me
ridiculous
,
and
,
above
all
,
I
forbid
you
to
ruin
me
.
"
The
baroness
had
been
tolerably
composed
until
the
name
of
Villefort
had
been
pronounced
;
but
then
she
became
pale
,
and
,
rising
,
as
if
touched
by
a
spring
,
she
stretched
out
her
hands
as
though
conjuring
an
apparition
;
she
then
took
two
or
three
steps
towards
her
husband
,
as
though
to
tear
the
secret
from
him
,
of
which
he
was
ignorant
,
or
which
he
withheld
from
some
odious
calculation
--
odious
,
as
all
his
calculations
were
.
"
M.
de
Villefort
!
--
What
do
you
mean
?
"
"
I
mean
that
M.
de
Nargonne
,
your
first
husband
,
being
neither
a
philosopher
nor
a
banker
,
or
perhaps
being
both
,
and
seeing
there
was
nothing
to
be
got
out
of
a
king
's
attorney
,
died
of
grief
or
anger
at
finding
,
after
an
absence
of
nine
months
,
that
you
had
been
enceinte
six
.
I
am
brutal
--
I
not
only
allow
it
,
but
boast
of
it
;
it
is
one
of
the
reasons
of
my
success
in
commercial
business
.
Why
did
he
kill
himself
instead
of
you
?
Because
he
had
no
cash
to
save
.
My
life
belongs
to
my
cash
.
M.
Debray
has
made
me
lose
700,000
francs
;
let
him
bear
his
share
of
the
loss
,
and
we
will
go
on
as
before
;
if
not
,
let
him
become
bankrupt
for
the
250,000
livres
,
and
do
as
all
bankrupts
do
--
disappear
.
He
is
a
charming
fellow
,
I
allow
,
when
his
news
is
correct
;
but
when
it
is
not
,
there
are
fifty
others
in
the
world
who
would
do
better
than
he
