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The Abbe’s Chamber.

           "

           "Nowcanyouconceiveofanyinterestthatyourheroicdeputycouldpossiblyhavehadinthedestructionofthatletter?"

           "Why,itisnotaltogetherimpossiblehemighthavehad,forhemademepromiseseveraltimesnevertospeakofthatlettertoanyone,assuringmehesoadvisedmeformyowninterest;and,morethanthis,heinsistedonmytakingasolemnoathnevertoutterthenamementionedintheaddress."

           "Noirtier!"repeatedtheabbe;"Noirtier!IknewapersonofthatnameatthecourtoftheQueenofEtruriaaNoirtier,whohadbeenaGirondinduringtheRevolution!Whatwasyourdeputycalled?"

           "DeVillefort!"Theabbeburstintoafitoflaughter,whileDantesgazedonhiminutterastonishment.

           "Whatailsyou?"saidheatlength.

           "Doyouseethatrayofsunlight?"

           "Ido."

           "Well,thewholethingismorecleartomethanthatsunbeamistoyou.Poorfellow!pooryoungman!Andyoutellmethismagistrateexpressedgreatsympathyandcommiserationforyou?"

           "Hedid."

           "Andtheworthymandestroyedyourcompromisingletter?"

           "Yes."

           "AndthenmadeyouswearnevertoutterthenameofNoirtier?"

           "Yes."

           "Why,youpoorshort-sightedsimpleton,canyounotguesswhothisNoirtierwas,whoseverynamehewassocarefultokeepconcealed?Noirtierwashisfather.

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