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Valentine.

           Justnow,beforeIcamedowntoyou,Idrankaglassofsugaredwater;Ilefthalf,becauseitseemedsobitter."Noirtierturnedpale,andmadeasignthathewishedtospeak.Valentinerosetofetchthedictionary.Noirtierwatchedherwithevidentanguish.Infact,thebloodwasrushingtotheyounggirl’sheadalready,hercheekswerebecomingred."Oh,"criedshe,withoutlosinganyofhercheerfulness,"thisissingular!Ican’tsee!Didthesunshineinmyeyes?"Andsheleanedagainstthewindow.

           "Thesunisnotshining,"saidMorrel,morealarmedbyNoirtier’sexpressionthanbyValentine’sindisposition.Herantowardsher.Theyounggirlsmiled."Cheerup,"saidshetoNoirtier."Donotbealarmed,Maximilian;itisnothing,andhasalreadypassedaway.Butlisten!DoInothearacarriageinthecourt-yard?"SheopenedNoirtier’sdoor,rantoawindowinthepassage,andreturnedhastily."Yes,"saidshe,"itisMadameDanglarsandherdaughter,whohavecometocallonus.Good-by;Imustrunaway,fortheywouldsendhereforme,or,rather,farewelltillIseeyouagain.Staywithgrandpapa,Maximilian;Ipromiseyounottopersuadethemtostay."

           Morrelwatchedherasshelefttheroom;heheardherascendthelittlestaircasewhichledbothtoMadamedeVillefort’sapartmentsandtohers.Assoonasshewasgone,NoirtiermadeasigntoMorreltotakethedictionary.Morrelobeyed;guidedbyValentine,hehadlearnedhowtounderstandtheoldmanquickly.

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