Conspiracy.

           DanglarsfollowedEdmondandMercedeswithhiseyesuntilthetwoloversdisappearedbehindoneoftheanglesofFortSaintNicolas,thenturninground,heperceivedFernand,whohadfallen,paleandtrembling,intohischair,whileCaderoussestammeredoutthewordsofadrinking-song.

           "Well,mydearsir,"saidDanglarstoFernand,"hereisamarriagewhichdoesnotappeartomakeeverybodyhappy."

           "Itdrivesmetodespair,"saidFernand.

           "Doyou,then,loveMercedes?"

           "Iadoreher!"

           "Forlong?"

           "AslongasIhaveknownheralways."

           "Andyousitthere,tearingyourhair,insteadofseekingtoremedyyourcondition;Ididnotthinkthatwasthewayofyourpeople."

           "Whatwouldyouhavemedo?"saidFernand.

           "HowdoIknow?Isitmyaffair?IamnotinlovewithMademoiselleMercedes;butforyouinthewordsofthegospel,seek,andyoushallfind."

           "Ihavefoundalready."

           "What?"

           "Iwouldstabtheman,butthewomantoldmethatifanymisfortunehappenedtoherbetrothed,shewouldkillherself."

           "Pooh!Womensaythosethings,butneverdothem."

           "YoudonotknowMercedes;whatshethreatensshewilldo.

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