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"
At
least
,
delay
the
trial
till
the
next
assizes
;
we
shall
then
have
six
months
before
us
.
"
"
No
,
madame
,
"
said
Villefort
;
"
instructions
have
been
given
.
There
are
yet
five
days
left
;
five
days
are
more
than
I
require
.
Do
you
not
think
that
I
also
long
for
forgetfulness
?
While
working
night
and
day
,
I
sometimes
lose
all
recollection
of
the
past
,
and
then
I
experience
the
same
sort
of
happiness
I
can
imagine
the
dead
feel
;
still
,
it
is
better
than
suffering
.
"
"
But
,
sir
,
he
has
fled
;
let
him
escape
--
inaction
is
a
pardonable
offence
.
"
"
I
tell
you
it
is
too
late
;
early
this
morning
the
telegraph
was
employed
,
and
at
this
very
minute
"
--
"
Sir
,
"
said
the
valet
de
chambre
,
entering
the
room
,
"
a
dragoon
has
brought
this
despatch
from
the
minister
of
the
interior
.
"
Villefort
seized
the
letter
,
and
hastily
broke
the
seal
.
Madame
Danglars
trembled
with
fear
;
Villefort
started
with
joy
.
"
Arrested
!
"
he
exclaimed
;
"
he
was
taken
at
Compiegne
,
and
all
is
over
.
"
Madame
Danglars
rose
from
her
seat
,
pale
and
cold
.
"
Adieu
,
sir
,
"
she
said
.
"
Adieu
,
madame
,
"
replied
the
king
's
attorney
,
as
in
an
almost
joyful
manner
he
conducted
her
to
the
door
Then
,
turning
to
his
desk
,
he
said
,
striking
the
letter
with
the
back
of
his
right
hand
,
"
Come
,
I
had
a
forgery
,
three
robberies
,
and
two
cases
of
arson
,
I
only
wanted
a
murder
,
and
here
it
is
.
It
will
be
a
splendid
session
!
"
As
the
procureur
had
told
Madame
Danglars
,
Valentine
was
not
yet
recovered
.
Bowed
down
with
fatigue
,
she
was
indeed
confined
to
her
bed
;
and
it
was
in
her
own
room
,
and
from
the
lips
of
Madame
de
Villefort
,
that
she
heard
all
the
strange
events
we
have
related
--
we
mean
the
flight
of
Eugenie
and
the
arrest
of
Andrea
Cavalcanti
,
or
rather
Benedetto
,
together
with
the
accusation
of
murder
pronounced
against
him
.
But
Valentine
was
so
weak
that
this
recital
scarcely
produced
the
same
effect
it
would
have
done
had
she
been
in
her
usual
state
of
health
.
Indeed
,
her
brain
was
only
the
seat
of
vague
ideas
,
and
confused
forms
,
mingled
with
strange
fancies
,
alone
presented
themselves
before
her
eyes
.
During
the
daytime
Valentine
's
perceptions
remained
tolerably
clear
,
owing
to
the
constant
presence
of
M.
Noirtier
,
who
caused
himself
to
be
carried
to
his
granddaughter
's
room
,
and
watched
her
with
his
paternal
tenderness
;
Villefort
also
,
on
his
return
from
the
law
courts
,
frequently
passed
an
hour
or
two
with
his
father
and
child
.
At
six
o'clock
Villefort
retired
to
his
study
,
at
eight
M.
d'Avrigny
himself
arrived
,
bringing
the
night
draught
prepared
for
the
young
girl
,
and
then
M.
Noirtier
was
carried
away
.
A
nurse
of
the
doctor
's
choice
succeeded
them
,
and
never
left
till
about
ten
or
eleven
o'clock
,
when
Valentine
was
asleep
.
As
she
went
down-stairs
she
gave
the
keys
of
Valentine
's
room
to
M.
de
Villefort
,
so
that
no
one
could
reach
the
sick-room
excepting
through
that
of
Madame
de
Villefort
and
little
Edward
.
Every
morning
Morrel
called
on
Noirtier
to
receive
news
of
Valentine
,
and
,
extraordinary
as
it
seemed
,
each
day
found
him
less
uneasy
.
Certainly
,
though
Valentine
still
labored
under
dreadful
nervous
excitement
,
she
was
better
;
and
moreover
,
Monte
Cristo
had
told
him
when
,
half
distracted
,
he
had
rushed
to
the
count
's
house
,
that
if
she
were
not
dead
in
two
hours
she
would
be
saved
.
Now
four
days
had
elapsed
,
and
Valentine
still
lived
.
The
nervous
excitement
of
which
we
speak
pursued
Valentine
even
in
her
sleep
,
or
rather
in
that
state
of
somnolence
which
succeeded
her
waking
hours
;
it
was
then
,
in
the
silence
of
night
,
in
the
dim
light
shed
from
the
alabaster
lamp
on
the
chimney-piece
,
that
she
saw
the
shadows
pass
and
repass
which
hover
over
the
bed
of
sickness
,
and
fan
the
fever
with
their
trembling
wings
.
First
she
fancied
she
saw
her
stepmother
threatening
her
,
then
Morrel
stretched
his
arms
towards
her
;
sometimes
mere
strangers
,
like
the
Count
of
Monte
Cristo
came
to
visit
her
;
even
the
very
furniture
,
in
these
moments
of
delirium
,
seemed
to
move
,
and
this
state
lasted
till
about
three
o'clock
in
the
morning
,
when
a
deep
,
heavy
slumber
overcame
the
young
girl
,
from
which
she
did
not
awake
till
daylight
.
On
the
evening
of
the
day
on
which
Valentine
had
learned
of
the
flight
of
Eugenie
and
the
arrest
of
Benedetto
--
Villefort
having
retired
as
well
as
Noirtier
and
d'Avrigny
--
her
thoughts
wandered
in
a
confused
maze
,
alternately
reviewing
her
own
situation
and
the
events
she
had
just
heard
.
