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M. Noirtier de Villefort.

           "AndwhathaveIdone,deargrandpapa,thatyoushouldbeangrywithme?"criedValentine.

           Therewasnoanswer,andshecontinued."Ihavenotseenyouallday.Hasanyonebeenspeakingtoyouagainstme?"

           "Yes,"saidtheoldman’slook,witheagerness.

           "Letmethinkamoment.Idoassureyou,grandpapaAhM.andMadamedeVilleforthavejustleftthisroom,havetheynot?"

           "Yes."

           "Anditwastheywhotoldyousomethingwhichmadeyouangry?Whatwasitthen?MayIgoandaskthem,thatImayhavetheopportunityofmakingmypeacewithyou?"

           "No,no,"saidNoirtier’slook.

           "Ah,youfrightenme.Whatcantheyhavesaid?"andsheagaintriedtothinkwhatitcouldbe.

           "Ah,Iknow,"saidshe,loweringhervoiceandgoingclosetotheoldman."Theyhavebeenspeakingofmymarriagehavetheynot?"

           "Yes,"repliedtheangrylook.

           "Iunderstand;youaredispleasedatthesilenceIhavepreservedonthesubject.Thereasonofitwas,thattheyhadinsistedonmykeepingthematterasecret,andbeggedmenottotellyouanythingofit.Theydidnotevenacquaintmewiththeirintentions,andIonlydiscoveredthembychance,thatiswhyIhavebeensoreservedwithyou,deargrandpapa.Prayforgiveme."Buttherewasnolookcalculatedtoreassureher;allitseemedtosaywas,"Itisnotonlyyourreservewhichafflictsme.

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