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"
And
so
closes
our
interview
,
"
said
Andrea
to
the
worthy
steward
;
"
I
wish
the
troublesome
fellow
were
at
the
devil
!
"
"
I
will
return
tomorrow
,
"
said
Bertuccio
.
"
Good
!
Gendarmes
,
I
am
at
your
service
.
Ah
,
sir
,
do
leave
a
few
crowns
for
me
at
the
gate
that
I
may
have
some
things
I
am
in
need
of
!
"
"
It
shall
be
done
,
"
replied
Bertuccio
.
Andrea
extended
his
hand
;
Bertuccio
kept
his
own
in
his
pocket
,
and
merely
jingled
a
few
pieces
of
money
.
"
That
's
what
I
mean
,
"
said
Andrea
,
endeavoring
to
smile
,
quite
overcome
by
the
strange
tranquillity
of
Bertuccio
.
"
Can
I
be
deceived
?
"
he
murmured
,
as
he
stepped
into
the
oblong
and
grated
vehicle
which
they
call
"
the
salad
basket
.
"
"
Never
mind
,
we
shall
see
!
To-morrow
,
then
!
"
he
added
,
turning
towards
Bertuccio
.
"
To-morrow
!
"
replied
the
steward
.
We
remember
that
the
Abbe
Busoni
remained
alone
with
Noirtier
in
the
chamber
of
death
,
and
that
the
old
man
and
the
priest
were
the
sole
guardians
of
the
young
girl
's
body
.
Perhaps
it
was
the
Christian
exhortations
of
the
abbe
,
perhaps
his
kind
charity
,
perhaps
his
persuasive
words
,
which
had
restored
the
courage
of
Noirtier
,
for
ever
since
he
had
conversed
with
the
priest
his
violent
despair
had
yielded
to
a
calm
resignation
which
surprised
all
who
knew
his
excessive
affection
for
Valentine
.
M.
de
Villefort
had
not
seen
his
father
since
the
morning
of
the
death
.
The
whole
establishment
had
been
changed
;
another
valet
was
engaged
for
himself
,
a
new
servant
for
Noirtier
,
two
women
had
entered
Madame
de
Villefort
's
service
--
in
fact
,
everywhere
,
to
the
concierge
and
coachmen
,
new
faces
were
presented
to
the
different
masters
of
the
house
,
thus
widening
the
division
which
had
always
existed
between
the
members
of
the
same
family
.
The
assizes
,
also
,
were
about
to
begin
,
and
Villefort
,
shut
up
in
his
room
,
exerted
himself
with
feverish
anxiety
in
drawing
up
the
case
against
the
murderer
of
Caderousse
.
This
affair
,
like
all
those
in
which
the
Count
of
Monte
Cristo
had
interfered
,
caused
a
great
sensation
in
Paris
.
The
proofs
were
certainly
not
convincing
,
since
they
rested
upon
a
few
words
written
by
an
escaped
galley-slave
on
his
death-bed
,
and
who
might
have
been
actuated
by
hatred
or
revenge
in
accusing
his
companion
.
But
the
mind
of
the
procureur
was
made
up
;
he
felt
assured
that
Benedetto
was
guilty
,
and
he
hoped
by
his
skill
in
conducting
this
aggravated
case
to
flatter
his
self-love
,
which
was
about
the
only
vulnerable
point
left
in
his
frozen
heart
.
The
case
was
therefore
prepared
owing
to
the
incessant
labor
of
Villefort
,
who
wished
it
to
be
the
first
on
the
list
in
the
coming
assizes
.
He
had
been
obliged
to
seclude
himself
more
than
ever
,
to
evade
the
enormous
number
of
applications
presented
to
him
for
the
purpose
of
obtaining
tickets
of
admission
to
the
court
on
the
day
of
trial
.
And
then
so
short
a
time
had
elapsed
since
the
death
of
poor
Valentine
,
and
the
gloom
which
overshadowed
the
house
was
so
recent
,
that
no
one
wondered
to
see
the
father
so
absorbed
in
his
professional
duties
,
which
were
the
only
means
he
had
of
dissipating
his
grief
.
Once
only
had
Villefort
seen
his
father
;
it
was
the
day
after
that
upon
which
Bertuccio
had
paid
his
second
visit
to
Benedetto
,
when
the
latter
was
to
learn
his
father
's
name
.
The
magistrate
,
harassed
and
fatigued
,
had
descended
to
the
garden
of
his
house
,
and
in
a
gloomy
mood
,
similar
to
that
in
which
Tarquin
lopped
off
the
tallest
poppies
,
he
began
knocking
off
with
his
cane
the
long
and
dying
branches
of
the
rose-trees
,
which
,
placed
along
the
avenue
,
seemed
like
the
spectres
of
the
brilliant
flowers
which
had
bloomed
in
the
past
season
.
