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"
Madame
Danglars
was
rooted
to
the
spot
;
she
made
a
violent
effort
to
reply
to
this
last
attack
,
but
she
fell
upon
a
chair
thinking
of
Villefort
,
of
the
dinner
scene
,
of
the
strange
series
of
misfortunes
which
had
taken
place
in
her
house
during
the
last
few
days
,
and
changed
the
usual
calm
of
her
establishment
to
a
scene
of
scandalous
debate
.
Danglars
did
not
even
look
at
her
,
though
she
did
her
best
to
faint
.
He
shut
the
bedroom
door
after
him
,
without
adding
another
word
,
and
returned
to
his
apartments
;
and
when
Madame
Danglars
recovered
from
her
half-fainting
condition
,
she
could
almost
believe
that
she
had
had
a
disagreeable
dream
.
The
day
following
this
scene
,
at
the
hour
the
banker
usually
chose
to
pay
a
visit
to
Madame
Danglars
on
his
way
to
his
office
,
his
coupe
did
not
appear
.
At
this
time
,
that
is
,
about
half-past
twelve
,
Madame
Danglars
ordered
her
carriage
,
and
went
out
.
Danglars
,
hidden
behind
a
curtain
,
watched
the
departure
he
had
been
waiting
for
.
He
gave
orders
that
he
should
be
informed
as
soon
as
Madame
Danglars
appeared
;
but
at
two
o'clock
she
had
not
returned
.
He
then
called
for
his
horses
,
drove
to
the
Chamber
,
and
inscribed
his
name
to
speak
against
the
budget
.
From
twelve
to
two
o'clock
Danglars
had
remained
in
his
study
,
unsealing
his
dispatches
,
and
becoming
more
and
more
sad
every
minute
,
heaping
figure
upon
figure
,
and
receiving
,
among
other
visits
,
one
from
Major
Cavalcanti
,
who
,
as
stiff
and
exact
as
ever
,
presented
himself
precisely
at
the
hour
named
the
night
before
,
to
terminate
his
business
with
the
banker
.
On
leaving
the
Chamber
,
Danglars
,
who
had
shown
violent
marks
of
agitation
during
the
sitting
,
and
been
more
bitter
than
ever
against
the
ministry
,
re-entered
his
carriage
,
and
told
the
coachman
to
drive
to
the
Avenue
des
Champs
--
Elysees
,
No.
30
.
Monte
Cristo
was
at
home
;
only
he
was
engaged
with
some
one
and
begged
Danglars
to
wait
for
a
moment
in
the
drawing-room
.
While
the
banker
was
waiting
in
the
anteroom
,
the
door
opened
,
and
a
man
dressed
as
an
abbe
and
doubtless
more
familiar
with
the
house
than
he
was
,
came
in
and
instead
of
waiting
,
merely
bowed
,
passed
on
to
the
farther
apartments
,
and
disappeared
.
A
minute
after
the
door
by
which
the
priest
had
entered
reopened
,
and
Monte
Cristo
appeared
.
"
Pardon
me
,
"
said
he
,
"
my
dear
baron
,
but
one
of
my
friends
,
the
Abbe
Busoni
,
whom
you
perhaps
saw
pass
by
,
has
just
arrived
in
Paris
;
not
having
seen
him
for
a
long
time
,
I
could
not
make
up
my
mind
to
leave
him
sooner
,
so
I
hope
this
will
be
sufficient
reason
for
my
having
made
you
wait
.
"
"
Nay
,
"
said
Danglars
,
"
it
is
my
fault
;
I
have
chosen
my
visit
at
a
wrong
time
,
and
will
retire
.
"
"
Not
at
all
;
on
the
contrary
,
be
seated
;
but
what
is
the
matter
with
you
?
You
look
careworn
;
really
,
you
alarm
me
.
Melancholy
in
a
capitalist
,
like
the
appearance
of
a
comet
,
presages
some
misfortune
to
the
world
.
"
"
I
have
been
in
ill-luck
for
several
days
,
"
said
Danglars
,
"
and
I
have
heard
nothing
but
bad
news
.
"
"
Ah
,
indeed
?
"
said
Monte
Cristo
.
"
Have
you
had
another
fall
at
the
Bourse
?
"
"
No
;
I
am
safe
for
a
few
days
at
least
.
I
am
only
annoyed
about
a
bankrupt
of
Trieste
.
"
