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"
And
you
are
a
fool
for
having
said
anything
about
it
,
"
said
a
voice
from
the
top
of
the
stairs
.
"
Why
should
you
meddle
with
what
does
not
concern
you
?
"
The
two
men
turned
quickly
,
and
saw
the
sickly
countenance
of
La
Carconte
peering
between
the
baluster
rails
;
attracted
by
the
sound
of
voices
,
she
had
feebly
dragged
herself
down
the
stairs
,
and
,
seated
on
the
lower
step
,
head
on
knees
,
she
had
listened
to
the
foregoing
conversation
.
"
Mind
your
own
business
,
wife
,
"
replied
Caderousse
sharply
.
"
This
gentleman
asks
me
for
information
,
which
common
politeness
will
not
permit
me
to
refuse
.
"
"
Politeness
,
you
simpleton
!
"
retorted
La
Carconte
.
"
What
have
you
to
do
with
politeness
,
I
should
like
to
know
?
Better
study
a
little
common
prudence
.
How
do
you
know
the
motives
that
person
may
have
for
trying
to
extract
all
he
can
from
you
?
"
"
I
pledge
you
my
word
,
madam
,
"
said
the
abbe
,
"
that
my
intentions
are
good
;
and
that
you
husband
can
incur
no
risk
,
provided
he
answers
me
candidly
.
"
"
Ah
,
that
's
all
very
fine
,
"
retorted
the
woman
.
"
Nothing
is
easier
than
to
begin
with
fair
promises
and
assurances
of
nothing
to
fear
;
but
when
poor
,
silly
folks
,
like
my
husband
there
,
have
been
persuaded
to
tell
all
they
know
,
the
promises
and
assurances
of
safety
are
quickly
forgotten
;
and
at
some
moment
when
nobody
is
expecting
it
,
behold
trouble
and
misery
,
and
all
sorts
of
persecutions
,
are
heaped
on
the
unfortunate
wretches
,
who
can
not
even
see
whence
all
their
afflictions
come
.
"
"
Nay
,
nay
,
my
good
woman
,
make
yourself
perfectly
easy
,
I
beg
of
you
.
Whatever
evils
may
befall
you
,
they
will
not
be
occasioned
by
my
instrumentality
,
that
I
solemnly
promise
you
.
"
La
Carconte
muttered
a
few
inarticulate
words
,
then
let
her
head
again
drop
upon
her
knees
,
and
went
into
a
fit
of
ague
,
leaving
the
two
speakers
to
resume
the
conversation
,
but
remaining
so
as
to
be
able
to
hear
every
word
they
uttered
.
Again
the
abbe
had
been
obliged
to
swallow
a
draught
of
water
to
calm
the
emotions
that
threatened
to
overpower
him
.
When
he
had
sufficiently
recovered
himself
,
he
said
,
"
It
appears
,
then
,
that
the
miserable
old
man
you
were
telling
me
of
was
forsaken
by
every
one
.
Surely
,
had
not
such
been
the
case
,
he
would
not
have
perished
by
so
dreadful
a
death
.
"
"
Why
,
he
was
not
altogether
forsaken
,
"
continued
Caderousse
,
"
for
Mercedes
the
Catalan
and
Monsieur
Morrel
were
very
kind
to
him
;
but
somehow
the
poor
old
man
had
contracted
a
profound
hatred
for
Fernand
--
the
very
person
,
"
added
Caderousse
with
a
bitter
smile
,
"
that
you
named
just
now
as
being
one
of
Dantes
'
faithful
and
attached
friends
.
"
