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But before my strength gives way, I must perform another duty. Doctor, a glass of wine; I have one more favor to ask of Valentine." D'Avigny poured out a glass of red wine for Monsieur de Villefort, and Valentine put her arm around the dying man's neck, and rested his head against her bosom. "I want you to look after my son, Valentine," whispered Villefort.
The judge was moved when he arose and delivered the following address to the jury: "Gentlemen of the jury! Dr. d'Avigny, who pays the greatest care to Monsieur de Villefort, was so kind as to accompany his patient to-day. Before I subpoenaed Monsieur de Villefort I inquired of his physician whether he could attend court without injury to himself.
Valentine and Maximilian uttered a cry of surprise. Ali bowed deeply, handed the physician a letter, and disappeared. D'Avigny opened it and read the following: "Waiting and hoping! In these two words lies the mystery of life. Be courageous and God will help." As soon as Monsieur de Villefort's remains were buried, Valentine, Maximilian and Julie returned to Marseilles.
At this moment the door opened, and a young man about twenty-five years of age, with a fine open face, entered the room. Monsieur d'Avigny took pride in introducing him to Maximilian as his son Fritz. "Papa," he said to the old gentleman, "Monsieur de Villefort is sinking rapidly." "You have come at the right time," said D'Avigny, turning toward Maximilian; "where is Valentine?"
When the door opened he rose in his chair, and, looking expectantly at the two physicians who entered, said: "Well, is the district-attorney coming?" "He will be here soon," replied D'Avigny, to quiet the old man. "But I have no more time," exclaimed Villefort, passionately.
He begged me to send for the district-attorney, as he wished to make an important communication to him, and as I hesitated he hurriedly said: "'D'Avigny, I have no time to lose; Death is already sitting on my tongue." "Then we must be quick," murmured Maximilian to himself, and then speaking aloud he said: "Doctor, would a great excitement injure your patient?"
"Did you never hear again from Daola?" said d'Avigny after a pause. "Yes; three years later the rajah wrote me from India. He had fought at Waterloo, was again a captive of the English, and only had an opportunity at the end of a year to escape.
In the meantime take some refreshment, as you must be weak from the journey." Valentine and Julie withdrew to an apartment which had been prepared for them, and d'Avigny and Morrel remained alone. "If I could only understand," said the old man meditatively, "how Monsieur de Villefort ever could have such a daughter." "Perhaps Valentine's mother, Mademoiselle de St. Meran, had a noble nature."
"The gentleman gave me his card and told me you would receive him." The doctor threw a glance at the card. No sooner had he read the name, Maximilian Morrel, than he hurriedly rose and said: "Bring the gentleman in at once." Dr. D'Avigny had only seen young Morrel once at the time Valentine de Villefort sank apparently lifeless to the ground.
"Monsieur de Villefort," began the district-attorney, bowing low, "you desired to speak to me to tell me something important. Do you wish our interview to be private?" "No," said Villefort, solemnly. "I desire Monsieur d'Avigny to remain and act as a witness." The physician seated himself on the bed, while Monsieur de Flambois took up a position at the writing desk.
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