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"Don't be uneasy on that score," replied Villefort; "no ceremony will be neglected in my house. Mademoiselle de Villefort may retire during the prescribed three months to her estate of Saint-Meran; I say hers, for she inherits it to-day. There, after a few days, if you like, the civil marriage shall be celebrated without pomp or ceremony.
The procureur, without going to see either his wife or his daughter, went at once to his study, and, offering the young man a chair, "M. d'Epinay," said he, "allow me to remind you at this moment, which is perhaps not so ill-chosen as at first sight may appear, for obedience to the wishes of the departed is the first offering which should be made at their tomb, allow me then to remind you of the wish expressed by Madame de Saint-Meran on her death-bed, that Valentine's wedding might not be deferred.
Here were not, as in other tombs, ignoble drawers, one above another, where thrift bestows its dead and labels them like specimens in a museum; all that was visible within the bronze gates was a gloomy-looking room, separated by a wall from the vault itself. The two doors before mentioned were in the middle of this wall, and enclosed the Villefort and Saint-Meran coffins.
It is perhaps needless to add that Morrel departed almost at the same time. Madame de Saint-Meran. A gloomy scene had indeed just passed at the house of M. de Villefort.
"Sir," said Madame de Saint-Meran, without using any circumlocution, and as if fearing she had no time to lose, "you wrote to me concerning the marriage of this child?" "Yes, madame," replied Villefort, "it is not only projected but arranged." "Your intended son-in-law is named M. Franz d'Epinay?" "Yes, madame."
Morrel, horrified, supported his head with one hand, and with the other pressed his heart, lest its beatings should be heard. "Dead, dead!" repeated he within himself; and he felt as if he were also dying. "Speak, doctor I am listening," said Villefort; "strike I am prepared for everything!" "Madame de Saint-Meran was, doubtless, advancing in years, but she enjoyed excellent health."
"Yes, it is very soon," said the doctor, looking at the corpse before him; "but that ought not to astonish you; Monsieur and Madame de Saint-Meran died as soon. People die very suddenly in your house, M. de Villefort." "What?" cried the magistrate, with an accent of horror and consternation, "are you still harping on that terrible idea?"
This quantity, which is perfectly safe to administer to the paralyzed frame of M. Noirtier, which has become gradually accustomed to it, would be sufficient to kill another person." "My dear doctor, there is no communication between M. Noirtier's apartment and that of Madame de Saint-Meran, and Barrois never entered my mother-in-law's room.
And have those who have lost their lives lost nothing? M. de Saint-Meran, Madame de Saint-Meran, M. Noirtier" "How? M. Noirtier?" "Yes; think you it was the poor servant's life was coveted? No, no; like Shakespeare's 'Polonius, he died for another. It was Noirtier the lemonade was intended for it is Noirtier, logically speaking, who drank it.
"A week ago," continued Madame de Saint-Meran, "we went out together in the carriage after dinner. M. de Saint-Meran had been unwell for some days; still, the idea of seeing our dear Valentine again inspired him with courage, and notwithstanding his illness he would leave.
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