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"
I
know
it
,
sir
;
the
servants
who
fled
from
the
house
informed
me
.
I
also
know
that
her
name
is
Valentine
,
and
I
have
already
prayed
for
her
.
"
"
Thank
you
,
sir
,
"
said
d'Avrigny
;
"
since
you
have
commenced
your
sacred
office
,
deign
to
continue
it
.
Come
and
watch
by
the
dead
,
and
all
the
wretched
family
will
be
grateful
to
you
.
"
"
I
am
going
,
sir
;
and
I
do
not
hesitate
to
say
that
no
prayers
will
be
more
fervent
than
mine
.
"
D'Avrigny
took
the
priest
's
hand
,
and
without
meeting
Villefort
,
who
was
engaged
in
his
study
,
they
reached
Valentine
's
room
,
which
on
the
following
night
was
to
be
occupied
by
the
undertakers
.
On
entering
the
room
,
Noirtier
's
eyes
met
those
of
the
abbe
,
and
no
doubt
he
read
some
particular
expression
in
them
,
for
he
remained
in
the
room
.
D'Avrigny
recommended
the
attention
of
the
priest
to
the
living
as
well
as
to
the
dead
,
and
the
abbe
promised
to
devote
his
prayers
to
Valentine
and
his
attentions
to
Noirtier
.
In
order
,
doubtless
,
that
he
might
not
be
disturbed
while
fulfilling
his
sacred
mission
,
the
priest
rose
as
soon
as
d'Avrigny
departed
,
and
not
only
bolted
the
door
through
which
the
doctor
had
just
left
,
but
also
that
leading
to
Madame
de
Villefort
's
room
.
The
next
morning
dawned
dull
and
cloudy
.
During
the
night
the
undertakers
had
executed
their
melancholy
office
,
and
wrapped
the
corpse
in
the
winding-sheet
,
which
,
whatever
may
be
said
about
the
equality
of
death
,
is
at
least
a
last
proof
of
the
luxury
so
pleasing
in
life
.
This
winding-sheet
was
nothing
more
than
a
beautiful
piece
of
cambric
,
which
the
young
girl
had
bought
a
fortnight
before
.
During
the
evening
two
men
,
engaged
for
the
purpose
,
had
carried
Noirtier
from
Valentine
's
room
into
his
own
,
and
contrary
to
all
expectation
there
was
no
difficulty
in
withdrawing
him
from
his
child
.
The
Abbe
Busoni
had
watched
till
daylight
,
and
then
left
without
calling
any
one
.
D'Avrigny
returned
about
eight
o'clock
in
the
morning
;
he
met
Villefort
on
his
way
to
Noirtier
's
room
,
and
accompanied
him
to
see
how
the
old
man
had
slept
.
They
found
him
in
the
large
arm-chair
,
which
served
him
for
a
bed
,
enjoying
a
calm
,
nay
,
almost
a
smiling
sleep
.
They
both
stood
in
amazement
at
the
door
.
"
See
,
"
said
d'Avrigny
to
Villefort
,
"
nature
knows
how
to
alleviate
the
deepest
sorrow
.
No
one
can
say
that
M.
Noirtier
did
not
love
his
child
,
and
yet
he
sleeps
.
"
"
Yes
,
you
are
right
,
"
replied
Villefort
,
surprised
;
"
he
sleeps
,
indeed
!
And
this
is
the
more
strange
,
since
the
least
contradiction
keeps
him
awake
all
night
.
"
"
Grief
has
stunned
him
,
"
replied
d'Avrigny
;
and
they
both
returned
thoughtfully
to
the
procureur
's
study
.
"
See
,
I
have
not
slept
,
"
said
Villefort
,
showing
his
undisturbed
bed
;
"
grief
does
not
stun
me
.
I
have
not
been
in
bed
for
two
nights
;
but
then
look
at
my
desk
;
see
what
I
have
written
during
these
two
days
and
nights
.
I
have
filled
those
papers
,
and
have
made
out
the
accusation
against
the
assassin
Benedetto
.
Oh
,
work
,
work
--
my
passion
,
my
joy
,
my
delight
--
it
is
for
thee
to
alleviate
my
sorrows
!
"
and
he
convulsively
grasped
the
hand
of
d'Avrigny
.
"
Do
you
require
my
services
now
?
"
asked
d'Avrigny
.
"
No
,
"
said
Villefort
;
"
only
return
again
at
eleven
o'clock
;
at
twelve
the
--
the
--
oh
,
heavens
,
my
poor
,
poor
child
!
"
and
the
procureur
again
becoming
a
man
,
lifted
up
his
eyes
and
groaned
.
