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"
It
is
no
use
,
"
said
the
old
man
,
"
there
is
no
wine
.
"
"
What
,
no
wine
?
"
said
Dantes
,
turning
pale
,
and
looking
alternately
at
the
hollow
cheeks
of
the
old
man
and
the
empty
cupboards
.
"
What
,
no
wine
?
Have
you
wanted
money
,
father
?
"
"
I
want
nothing
now
that
I
have
you
,
"
said
the
old
man
.
"
Yet
,
"
stammered
Dantes
,
wiping
the
perspiration
from
his
brow
--
"
yet
I
gave
you
two
hundred
francs
when
I
left
,
three
months
ago
.
"
"
Yes
,
yes
,
Edmond
,
that
is
true
,
but
you
forgot
at
that
time
a
little
debt
to
our
neighbor
,
Caderousse
.
He
reminded
me
of
it
,
telling
me
if
I
did
not
pay
for
you
,
he
would
be
paid
by
M.
Morrel
;
and
so
,
you
see
,
lest
he
might
do
you
an
injury
"
--
"
Well
?
"
"
Why
,
I
paid
him
.
"
"
But
,
"
cried
Dantes
,
"
it
was
a
hundred
and
forty
francs
I
owed
Caderousse
.
"
"
Yes
,
"
stammered
the
old
man
.
"
And
you
paid
him
out
of
the
two
hundred
francs
I
left
you
?
"
