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"
Is
it
possible
the
king
could
have
condescended
so
far
as
to
express
himself
so
favorably
of
me
?
"
asked
the
enraptured
Villefort
.
"
I
give
you
his
very
words
;
and
if
the
marquis
chooses
to
be
candid
,
he
will
confess
that
they
perfectly
agree
with
what
his
majesty
said
to
him
,
when
he
went
six
months
ago
to
consult
him
upon
the
subject
of
your
espousing
his
daughter
.
"
"
That
is
true
,
"
answered
the
marquis
.
"
How
much
do
I
owe
this
gracious
prince
!
What
is
there
I
would
not
do
to
evince
my
earnest
gratitude
!
"
"
That
is
right
,
"
cried
the
marquise
.
"
I
love
to
see
you
thus
.
Now
,
then
,
were
a
conspirator
to
fall
into
your
hands
,
he
would
be
most
welcome
.
"
"
For
my
part
,
dear
mother
.
"
interposed
Renee
,
"
I
trust
your
wishes
will
not
prosper
,
and
that
Providence
will
only
permit
petty
offenders
,
poor
debtors
,
and
miserable
cheats
to
fall
into
M.
de
Villefort
's
hands
--
then
I
shall
be
contented
.
"
"
Just
the
same
as
though
you
prayed
that
a
physician
might
only
be
called
upon
to
prescribe
for
headaches
,
measles
,
and
the
stings
of
wasps
,
or
any
other
slight
affection
of
the
epidermis
.
If
you
wish
to
see
me
the
king
's
attorney
,
you
must
desire
for
me
some
of
those
violent
and
dangerous
diseases
from
the
cure
of
which
so
much
honor
redounds
to
the
physician
.
"
At
this
moment
,
and
as
though
the
utterance
of
Villefort
's
wish
had
sufficed
to
effect
its
accomplishment
,
a
servant
entered
the
room
,
and
whispered
a
few
words
in
his
ear
.
Villefort
immediately
rose
from
table
and
quitted
the
room
upon
the
plea
of
urgent
business
;
he
soon
,
however
,
returned
,
his
whole
face
beaming
with
delight
.
Renee
regarded
him
with
fond
affection
;
and
certainly
his
handsome
features
,
lit
up
as
they
then
were
with
more
than
usual
fire
and
animation
,
seemed
formed
to
excite
the
innocent
admiration
with
which
she
gazed
on
her
graceful
and
intelligent
lover
.
"
You
were
wishing
just
now
,
"
said
Villefort
,
addressing
her
,
"
that
I
were
a
doctor
instead
of
a
lawyer
.
Well
,
I
at
least
resemble
the
disciples
of
Esculapius
in
one
thing
--
that
of
not
being
able
to
call
a
day
my
own
,
not
even
that
of
my
betrothal
.
"
