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           "

           "MadameDanglars?Nonsense!Impossible!"saidChateau–Renaud;"onlytendaysaftertheflightofherdaughter,andthreedaysfromthebankruptcyofherhusband?"

           Debraycoloredslightly,andfollowedwithhiseyesthedirectionofBeauchamp’sglance."Come,"hesaid,"itisonlyaveiledlady,someforeignprincess,perhapsthemotherofCavalcanti.Butyouwerejustspeakingonaveryinterestingtopic,Beauchamp."

           "I?"

           "Yes;youweretellingusabouttheextraordinarydeathofValentine."

           "Ah,yes,soIwas.ButhowisitthatMadamedeVillefortisnothere?"

           "Poor,dearwoman,"saidDebray,"sheisnodoubtoccupiedindistillingbalmforthehospitals,orinmakingcosmeticsforherselforfriends.Doyouknowshespendstwoorthreethousandcrownsayearinthisamusement?ButIwondersheisnothere.Ishouldhavebeenpleasedtoseeher,forIlikeherverymuch."

           "AndIhateher,"saidChateau–Renaud.

           "Why?"

           "Idonotknow.Whydowelove?Whydowehate?Idetesther,fromantipathy."

           "Or,rather,byinstinct."

           "Perhapsso.Buttoreturntowhatyouweresaying,Beauchamp."

           "Well,doyouknowwhytheydiesomultitudinouslyatM.deVillefort’s?"

           "‘Multitudinously’isgood,"saidChateau–Renaud.

           "Mygoodfellow,you’llfindthewordinSaint–Simon.

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