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"
We
have
already
asked
that
question
,
"
said
Chateau
--
Renaud
,
"
for
none
of
us
has
seen
him
.
"
The
count
was
silent
,
but
continued
to
gaze
around
him
.
At
length
they
arrived
at
the
cemetery
.
The
piercing
eye
of
Monte
Cristo
glanced
through
clusters
of
bushes
and
trees
,
and
was
soon
relieved
from
all
anxiety
,
for
seeing
a
shadow
glide
between
the
yew-trees
,
Monte
Cristo
recognized
him
whom
he
sought
.
One
funeral
is
generally
very
much
like
another
in
this
magnificent
metropolis
.
Black
figures
are
seen
scattered
over
the
long
white
avenues
;
the
silence
of
earth
and
heaven
is
alone
broken
by
the
noise
made
by
the
crackling
branches
of
hedges
planted
around
the
monuments
;
then
follows
the
melancholy
chant
of
the
priests
,
mingled
now
and
then
with
a
sob
of
anguish
,
escaping
from
some
woman
concealed
behind
a
mass
of
flowers
.
The
shadow
Monte
Cristo
had
noticed
passed
rapidly
behind
the
tomb
of
Abelard
and
Heloise
,
placed
itself
close
to
the
heads
of
the
horses
belonging
to
the
hearse
,
and
following
the
undertaker
's
men
,
arrived
with
them
at
the
spot
appointed
for
the
burial
.
Each
person
's
attention
was
occupied
.
Monte
Cristo
saw
nothing
but
the
shadow
,
which
no
one
else
observed
.
Twice
the
count
left
the
ranks
to
see
whether
the
object
of
his
interest
had
any
concealed
weapon
beneath
his
clothes
.
When
the
procession
stopped
,
this
shadow
was
recognized
as
Morrel
,
who
,
with
his
coat
buttoned
up
to
his
throat
,
his
face
livid
,
and
convulsively
crushing
his
hat
between
his
fingers
,
leaned
against
a
tree
,
situated
on
an
elevation
commanding
the
mausoleum
,
so
that
none
of
the
funeral
details
could
escape
his
observation
.
Everything
was
conducted
in
the
usual
manner
.
A
few
men
,
the
least
impressed
of
all
by
the
scene
,
pronounced
a
discourse
,
some
deploring
this
premature
death
,
others
expatiating
on
the
grief
of
the
father
,
and
one
very
ingenious
person
quoting
the
fact
that
Valentine
had
solicited
pardon
of
her
father
for
criminals
on
whom
the
arm
of
justice
was
ready
to
fall
--
until
at
length
they
exhausted
their
stores
of
metaphor
and
mournful
speeches
.
Monte
Cristo
heard
and
saw
nothing
,
or
rather
he
only
saw
Morrel
,
whose
calmness
had
a
frightful
effect
on
those
who
knew
what
was
passing
in
his
heart
.
"
See
,
"
said
Beauchamp
,
pointing
out
Morrel
to
Debray
.
"
What
is
he
doing
up
there
?
"
And
they
called
Chateau
--
Renaud
's
attention
to
him
.
"
How
pale
he
is
!
"
said
Chateau
--
Renaud
,
shuddering
.
"
He
is
cold
,
"
said
Debray
.
"
Not
at
all
,
"
said
Chateau
--
Renaud
,
slowly
;
"
I
think
he
is
violently
agitated
.
He
is
very
susceptible
.
"
"
Bah
,
"
said
Debray
;
"
he
scarcely
knew
Mademoiselle
de
Villefort
;
you
said
so
yourself
.
"
"
True
.
Still
I
remember
he
danced
three
times
with
her
at
Madame
de
Morcerf
's
.
Do
you
recollect
that
ball
,
count
,
where
you
produced
such
an
effect
?
"
