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"
Nevertheless
,
sir
,
you
see
I
have
answered
your
first
appeal
,
although
certainly
the
conversation
must
be
much
more
painful
for
me
than
for
you
.
"
Villefort
smiled
bitterly
.
"
It
is
true
,
then
,
"
he
said
,
rather
uttering
his
thoughts
aloud
than
addressing
his
companion
--
"
it
is
true
,
then
,
that
all
our
actions
leave
their
traces
--
some
sad
,
others
bright
--
on
our
paths
;
it
is
true
that
every
step
in
our
lives
is
like
the
course
of
an
insect
on
the
sands
;
--
it
leaves
its
track
!
Alas
,
to
many
the
path
is
traced
by
tears
.
"
"
Sir
,
"
said
Madame
Danglars
,
"
you
can
feel
for
my
emotion
,
can
you
not
?
Spare
me
,
then
,
I
beseech
you
.
When
I
look
at
this
room
--
whence
so
many
guilty
creatures
have
departed
,
trembling
and
ashamed
,
when
I
look
at
that
chair
before
which
I
now
sit
trembling
and
ashamed
--
oh
,
it
requires
all
my
reason
to
convince
me
that
I
am
not
a
very
guilty
woman
and
you
a
menacing
judge
.
"
Villefort
dropped
his
head
and
sighed
.
"
And
I
,
"
he
said
,
"
I
feel
that
my
place
is
not
in
the
judge
's
seat
,
but
on
the
prisoner
's
stool
.
"
"
You
?
"
said
Madame
Danglars
.
"
Yes
,
I.
"
"
I
think
,
sir
,
you
exaggerate
your
situation
,
"
said
Madame
Danglars
,
whose
beautiful
eyes
sparkled
for
a
moment
.
"
The
paths
of
which
you
were
just
speaking
have
been
traced
by
all
young
men
of
ardent
imaginations
.
Besides
the
pleasure
,
there
is
always
remorse
from
the
indulgence
of
our
passions
,
and
,
after
all
,
what
have
you
men
to
fear
from
all
this
?
the
world
excuses
,
and
notoriety
ennobles
you
.
"
"
Madame
,
"
replied
Villefort
,
"
you
know
that
I
am
no
hypocrite
,
or
,
at
least
,
that
I
never
deceive
without
a
reason
.
If
my
brow
be
severe
,
it
is
because
many
misfortunes
have
clouded
it
;
if
my
heart
be
petrified
,
it
is
that
it
might
sustain
the
blows
it
has
received
.
I
was
not
so
in
my
youth
,
I
was
not
so
on
the
night
of
the
betrothal
,
when
we
were
all
seated
around
a
table
in
the
Rue
du
Cours
at
Marseilles
.
But
since
then
everything
has
changed
in
and
about
me
;
I
am
accustomed
to
brave
difficulties
,
and
,
in
the
conflict
to
crush
those
who
,
by
their
own
free
will
,
or
by
chance
,
voluntarily
or
involuntarily
,
interfere
with
me
in
my
career
.
It
is
generally
the
case
that
what
we
most
ardently
desire
is
as
ardently
withheld
from
us
by
those
who
wish
to
obtain
it
,
or
from
whom
we
attempt
to
snatch
it
.
Thus
,
the
greater
number
of
a
man
's
errors
come
before
him
disguised
under
the
specious
form
of
necessity
;
then
,
after
error
has
been
committed
in
a
moment
of
excitement
,
of
delirium
,
or
of
fear
,
we
see
that
we
might
have
avoided
and
escaped
it
.
The
means
we
might
have
used
,
which
we
in
our
blindness
could
not
see
,
then
seem
simple
and
easy
,
and
we
say
,
'
Why
did
I
not
do
this
,
instead
of
that
?
'
Women
,
on
the
contrary
,
are
rarely
tormented
with
remorse
;
for
the
decision
does
not
come
from
you
--
your
misfortunes
are
generally
imposed
upon
you
,
and
your
faults
the
results
of
others
'
crimes
.
"
"
In
any
case
,
sir
,
you
will
allow
,
"
replied
Madame
Danglars
,
"
that
,
even
if
the
fault
were
alone
mine
,
I
last
night
received
a
severe
punishment
for
it
.
"
