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"
Why
,
you
said
,
"
answered
Mademoiselle
Danglars
,
"
that
you
would
be
condemned
to
die
like
the
worst
criminals
.
"
"
Bah
,
"
said
Cavalcanti
,
crossing
his
arms
,
"
one
has
friends
.
"
The
brigadier
advanced
to
him
,
sword
in
hand
.
"
Come
,
come
,
"
said
Andrea
,
"
sheathe
your
sword
,
my
fine
fellow
;
there
is
no
occasion
to
make
such
a
fuss
,
since
I
give
myself
up
;
"
and
he
held
out
his
hands
to
be
manacled
.
The
girls
looked
with
horror
upon
this
shameful
metamorphosis
,
the
man
of
the
world
shaking
off
his
covering
and
appearing
as
a
galley-slave
.
Andrea
turned
towards
them
,
and
with
an
impertinent
smile
asked
--
"
Have
you
any
message
for
your
father
,
Mademoiselle
Danglars
,
for
in
all
probability
I
shall
return
to
Paris
?
"
Eugenie
covered
her
face
with
her
hands
.
"
Oh
,
ho
!
"
said
Andrea
,
"
you
need
not
be
ashamed
,
even
though
you
did
post
after
me
Was
I
not
nearly
your
husband
?
"
And
with
this
raillery
Andrea
went
out
,
leaving
the
two
girls
a
prey
to
their
own
feelings
of
shame
,
and
to
the
comments
of
the
crowd
.
An
hour
after
they
stepped
into
their
calash
,
both
dressed
in
feminine
attire
.
The
gate
of
the
hotel
had
been
closed
to
screen
them
from
sight
,
but
they
were
forced
,
when
the
door
was
open
,
to
pass
through
a
throng
of
curious
glances
and
whispering
voices
.
Eugenie
closed
her
eyes
;
but
though
she
could
not
see
,
she
could
hear
,
and
the
sneers
of
the
crowd
reached
her
in
the
carriage
.
"
Oh
,
why
is
not
the
world
a
wilderness
?
"
she
exclaimed
,
throwing
herself
into
the
arms
of
Mademoiselle
d'Armilly
,
her
eyes
sparkling
with
the
same
kind
of
rage
which
made
Nero
wish
that
the
Roman
world
had
but
one
neck
,
that
he
might
sever
it
at
a
single
blow
.
The
next
day
they
stopped
at
the
Hotel
de
Flandre
,
at
Brussels
.
The
same
evening
Andrea
was
incarcerated
in
the
Conciergerie
.
We
have
seen
how
quietly
Mademoiselle
Danglars
and
Mademoiselle
d'Armilly
accomplished
their
transformation
and
flight
;
the
fact
being
that
every
one
was
too
much
occupied
in
his
or
her
own
affairs
to
think
of
theirs
.
We
will
leave
the
banker
contemplating
the
enormous
magnitude
of
his
debt
before
the
phantom
of
bankruptcy
,
and
follow
the
baroness
,
who
after
being
momentarily
crushed
under
the
weight
of
the
blow
which
had
struck
her
,
had
gone
to
seek
her
usual
adviser
,
Lucien
Debray
.
The
baroness
had
looked
forward
to
this
marriage
as
a
means
of
ridding
her
of
a
guardianship
which
,
over
a
girl
of
Eugenie
's
character
,
could
not
fail
to
be
rather
a
troublesome
undertaking
;
for
in
the
tacit
relations
which
maintain
the
bond
of
family
union
,
the
mother
,
to
maintain
her
ascendancy
over
her
daughter
,
must
never
fail
to
be
a
model
of
wisdom
and
a
type
of
perfection
.
Now
,
Madame
Danglars
feared
Eugenie
's
sagacity
and
the
influence
of
Mademoiselle
d'Armilly
;
she
had
frequently
observed
the
contemptuous
expression
with
which
her
daughter
looked
upon
Debray
--
an
expression
which
seemed
to
imply
that
she
understood
all
her
mother
's
amorous
and
pecuniary
relationships
with
the
intimate
secretary
;
moreover
,
she
saw
that
Eugenie
detested
Debray
--
not
only
because
he
was
a
source
of
dissension
and
scandal
under
the
paternal
roof
,
but
because
she
had
at
once
classed
him
in
that
catalogue
of
bipeds
whom
Plato
endeavors
to
withdraw
from
the
appellation
of
men
,
and
whom
Diogenes
designated
as
animals
upon
two
legs
without
feathers
.
Unfortunately
,
in
this
world
of
ours
,
each
person
views
things
through
a
certain
medium
,
and
so
is
prevented
from
seeing
in
the
same
light
as
others
,
and
Madame
Danglars
,
therefore
,
very
much
regretted
that
the
marriage
of
Eugenie
had
not
taken
place
,
not
only
because
the
match
was
good
,
and
likely
to
insure
the
happiness
of
her
child
,
but
because
it
would
also
set
her
at
liberty
.
She
ran
therefore
to
Debray
,
who
,
after
having
like
the
rest
of
Paris
witnessed
the
contract
scene
and
the
scandal
attending
it
,
had
retired
in
haste
to
his
club
,
where
he
was
chatting
with
some
friends
upon
the
events
which
served
as
a
subject
of
conversation
for
three-fourths
of
that
city
known
as
the
capital
of
the
world
.
At
the
precise
time
when
Madame
Danglars
,
dressed
in
black
and
concealed
in
a
long
veil
,
was
ascending
the
stairs
leading
to
Debray
's
apartments
--
notwithstanding
the
assurances
of
the
concierge
that
the
young
man
was
not
at
home
--
Debray
was
occupied
in
repelling
the
insinuations
of
a
friend
,
who
tried
to
persuade
him
that
after
the
terrible
scene
which
had
just
taken
place
he
ought
,
as
a
friend
of
the
family
,
to
marry
Mademoiselle
Danglars
and
her
two
millions
.
Debray
did
not
defend
himself
very
warmly
,
for
the
idea
had
sometimes
crossed
his
mind
;
still
,
when
he
recollected
the
independent
,
proud
spirit
of
Eugenie
,
he
positively
rejected
it
as
utterly
impossible
,
though
the
same
thought
again
continually
recurred
and
found
a
resting-place
in
his
heart
.
