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"
Shall
you
see
the
king
again
?
"
"
Perhaps
.
"
"
Would
you
pass
in
his
eyes
for
a
prophet
?
"
"
Prophets
of
evil
are
not
in
favor
at
the
court
,
father
.
"
"
True
,
but
some
day
they
do
them
justice
;
and
supposing
a
second
restoration
,
you
would
then
pass
for
a
great
man
.
"
"
Well
,
what
should
I
say
to
the
king
?
"
"
Say
this
to
him
:
'
Sire
,
you
are
deceived
as
to
the
feeling
in
France
,
as
to
the
opinions
of
the
towns
,
and
the
prejudices
of
the
army
;
he
whom
in
Paris
you
call
the
Corsican
ogre
,
who
at
Nevers
is
styled
the
usurper
,
is
already
saluted
as
Bonaparte
at
Lyons
,
and
emperor
at
Grenoble
.
You
think
he
is
tracked
,
pursued
,
captured
;
he
is
advancing
as
rapidly
as
his
own
eagles
.
The
soldiers
you
believe
to
be
dying
with
hunger
,
worn
out
with
fatigue
,
ready
to
desert
,
gather
like
atoms
of
snow
about
the
rolling
ball
as
it
hastens
onward
.
Sire
,
go
,
leave
France
to
its
real
master
,
to
him
who
acquired
it
,
not
by
purchase
,
but
by
right
of
conquest
;
go
,
sire
,
not
that
you
incur
any
risk
,
for
your
adversary
is
powerful
enough
to
show
you
mercy
,
but
because
it
would
be
humiliating
for
a
grandson
of
Saint
Louis
to
owe
his
life
to
the
man
of
Arcola
,
Marengo
,
Austerlitz
.
'
Tell
him
this
,
Gerard
;
or
,
rather
,
tell
him
nothing
.
Keep
your
journey
a
secret
;
do
not
boast
of
what
you
have
come
to
Paris
to
do
,
or
have
done
;
return
with
all
speed
;
enter
Marseilles
at
night
,
and
your
house
by
the
back-door
,
and
there
remain
,
quiet
,
submissive
,
secret
,
and
,
above
all
,
inoffensive
;
for
this
time
,
I
swear
to
you
,
we
shall
act
like
powerful
men
who
know
their
enemies
.
Go
,
my
son
--
go
,
my
dear
Gerard
,
and
by
your
obedience
to
my
paternal
orders
,
or
,
if
you
prefer
it
,
friendly
counsels
,
we
will
keep
you
in
your
place
.
This
will
be
,
"
added
Noirtier
,
with
a
smile
,
"
one
means
by
which
you
may
a
second
time
save
me
,
if
the
political
balance
should
some
day
take
another
turn
,
and
cast
you
aloft
while
hurling
me
down
.
Adieu
,
my
dear
Gerard
,
and
at
your
next
journey
alight
at
my
door
.
"
Noirtier
left
the
room
when
he
had
finished
,
with
the
same
calmness
that
had
characterized
him
during
the
whole
of
this
remarkable
and
trying
conversation
.
Villefort
,
pale
and
agitated
,
ran
to
the
window
,
put
aside
the
curtain
,
and
saw
him
pass
,
cool
and
collected
,
by
two
or
three
ill-looking
men
at
the
corner
of
the
street
,
who
were
there
,
perhaps
,
to
arrest
a
man
with
black
whiskers
,
and
a
blue
frock-coat
,
and
hat
with
broad
brim
.
Villefort
stood
watching
,
breathless
,
until
his
father
had
disappeared
at
the
Rue
Bussy
Then
he
turned
to
the
various
articles
he
had
left
behind
him
,
put
the
black
cravat
and
blue
frock-coat
at
the
bottom
of
the
portmanteau
,
threw
the
hat
into
a
dark
closet
,
broke
the
cane
into
small
bits
and
flung
it
in
the
fire
,
put
on
his
travelling-cap
,
and
calling
his
valet
,
checked
with
a
look
the
thousand
questions
he
was
ready
to
ask
,
paid
his
bill
,
sprang
into
his
carriage
,
which
was
ready
,
learned
at
Lyons
that
Bonaparte
had
entered
Grenoble
,
and
in
the
midst
of
the
tumult
which
prevailed
along
the
road
,
at
length
reached
Marseilles
,
a
prey
to
all
the
hopes
and
fears
which
enter
into
the
heart
of
man
with
ambition
and
its
first
successes
.
