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"
You
are
not
making
any
mistake
,
are
you
?
"
said
the
notary
;
"
you
really
mean
to
declare
that
such
is
not
your
intention
?
"
"
No
,
"
repeated
Noirtier
;
"
No
.
"
Valentine
raised
her
head
,
struck
dumb
with
astonishment
.
It
was
not
so
much
the
conviction
that
she
was
disinherited
that
caused
her
grief
,
but
her
total
inability
to
account
for
the
feelings
which
had
provoked
her
grandfather
to
such
an
act
.
But
Noirtier
looked
at
her
with
so
much
affectionate
tenderness
that
she
exclaimed
,
"
Oh
,
grandpapa
,
I
see
now
that
it
is
only
your
fortune
of
which
you
deprive
me
;
you
still
leave
me
the
love
which
I
have
always
enjoyed
.
"
"
Ah
,
yes
,
most
assuredly
,
"
said
the
eyes
of
the
paralytic
,
for
he
closed
them
with
an
expression
which
Valentine
could
not
mistake
.
"
Thank
you
,
thank
you
,
"
murmured
she
.
The
old
man
's
declaration
that
Valentine
was
not
the
destined
inheritor
of
his
fortune
had
excited
the
hopes
of
Madame
de
Villefort
;
she
gradually
approached
the
invalid
,
and
said
:
"
Then
,
doubtless
,
dear
M.
Noirtier
,
you
intend
leaving
your
fortune
to
your
grandson
,
Edward
de
Villefort
?
"
The
winking
of
the
eyes
which
answered
this
speech
was
most
decided
and
terrible
,
and
expressed
a
feeling
almost
amounting
to
hatred
.
"
No
?
"
said
the
notary
;
"
then
,
perhaps
,
it
is
to
your
son
,
M.
de
Villefort
?
"
"
No
.
"
The
two
notaries
looked
at
each
other
in
mute
astonishment
and
inquiry
as
to
what
were
the
real
intentions
of
the
testator
.
Villefort
and
his
wife
both
grew
red
,
one
from
shame
,
the
other
from
anger
.
"
What
have
we
all
done
,
then
,
dear
grandpapa
?
"
said
Valentine
;
"
you
no
longer
seem
to
love
any
of
us
?
"
The
old
man
's
eyes
passed
rapidly
from
Villefort
and
his
wife
,
and
rested
on
Valentine
with
a
look
of
unutterable
fondness
.
"
Well
,
"
said
she
;
"
if
you
love
me
,
grandpapa
,
try
and
bring
that
love
to
bear
upon
your
actions
at
this
present
moment
.
You
know
me
well
enough
to
be
quite
sure
that
I
have
never
thought
of
your
fortune
;
besides
,
they
say
I
am
already
rich
in
right
of
my
mother
--
too
rich
,
even
.
Explain
yourself
,
then
.
"
Noirtier
fixed
his
intelligent
eyes
on
Valentine
's
hand
.
"
My
hand
?
"
said
she
.
"
Yes
.
"
"
Her
hand
!
"
exclaimed
every
one
.
"
Oh
,
gentlemen
,
you
see
it
is
all
useless
,
and
that
my
father
's
mind
is
really
impaired
,
"
said
Villefort
.
