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           M.andMadamedeVillefortfoundontheirreturnthattheCountofMonteCristo,whohadcometovisitthemintheirabsence,hadbeenusheredintothedrawing-room,andwasstillawaitingthemthere.MadamedeVillefort,whohadnotyetsufficientlyrecoveredfromherlateemotiontoallowofherentertainingvisitorssoimmediately,retiredtoherbedroom,whiletheprocureur,whocouldbetterdependuponhimself,proceededatoncetothesalon.AlthoughM.deVillefortflatteredhimselfthat,toalloutwardview,hehadcompletelymaskedthefeelingswhichwerepassinginhismind,hedidnotknowthatthecloudwasstillloweringonhisbrow,somuchsothatthecount,whosesmilewasradiant,immediatelynoticedhissombreandthoughtfulair."Mafoi,"saidMonteCristo,afterthefirstcomplimentswereover,"whatisthematterwithyou,M.deVillefort?HaveIarrivedatthemomentwhenyouweredrawingupanindictmentforacapitalcrime?"Villeforttriedtosmile."No,count,"hereplied,"Iamtheonlyvictiminthiscase.ItisIwholosemycause,anditisill-luck,obstinacy,andfollywhichhavecausedittobedecidedagainstme."

           "Towhatdoyourefer?"saidMonteCristowithwell-feignedinterest."Haveyoureallymetwithsomegreatmisfortune?"

           "Oh,no,monsieur,"saidVillefortwithabittersmile;"itisonlyalossofmoneywhichIhavesustainednothingworthmentioning,Iassureyou.

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