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"
"
Truly
,
truly
,
"
said
Madame
Danglars
,
"
all
my
linen
is
marked
thus
;
Monsieur
de
Nargonne
was
a
baronet
,
and
my
name
is
Hermine
.
Thank
God
,
my
child
was
not
then
dead
!
"
"
No
,
it
was
not
dead
.
"
"
And
you
can
tell
me
so
without
fearing
to
make
me
die
of
joy
?
Where
is
the
child
?
"
Villefort
shrugged
his
shoulders
.
"
Do
I
know
?
"
said
he
;
"
and
do
you
believe
that
if
I
knew
I
would
relate
to
you
all
its
trials
and
all
its
adventures
as
would
a
dramatist
or
a
novel
writer
?
Alas
,
no
,
I
know
not
.
A
woman
,
about
six
months
after
,
came
to
claim
it
with
the
other
half
of
the
napkin
.
This
woman
gave
all
the
requisite
particulars
,
and
it
was
intrusted
to
her
.
"
"
But
you
should
have
inquired
for
the
woman
;
you
should
have
traced
her
.
"
"
And
what
do
you
think
I
did
?
I
feigned
a
criminal
process
,
and
employed
all
the
most
acute
bloodhounds
and
skilful
agents
in
search
of
her
.
They
traced
her
to
Chalons
,
and
there
they
lost
her
.
"
"
They
lost
her
?
"
"
Yes
,
forever
.
"
Madame
Danglars
had
listened
to
this
recital
with
a
sigh
,
a
tear
,
or
a
shriek
for
every
detail
.
"
And
this
is
all
?
"
said
she
;
"
and
you
stopped
there
?
"
"
Oh
,
no
,
"
said
Villefort
;
"
I
never
ceased
to
search
and
to
inquire
.
However
,
the
last
two
or
three
years
I
had
allowed
myself
some
respite
.
But
now
I
will
begin
with
more
perseverance
and
fury
than
ever
,
since
fear
urges
me
,
not
my
conscience
.
"
