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"
M.
de
Saint
--
Meran
?
"
said
Madame
de
Villefort
;
"
then
this
house
belonged
to
M.
de
Saint
--
Meran
before
you
bought
it
?
"
"
It
appears
so
,
"
replied
Monte
Cristo
.
"
Is
it
possible
that
you
do
not
know
of
whom
you
purchased
it
?
"
"
Quite
so
;
my
steward
transacts
all
this
business
for
me
.
"
"
It
is
certainly
ten
years
since
the
house
had
been
occupied
,
"
said
Chateau
--
Renaud
,
"
and
it
was
quite
melancholy
to
look
at
it
,
with
the
blinds
closed
,
the
doors
locked
,
and
the
weeds
in
the
court
.
Really
,
if
the
house
had
not
belonged
to
the
father-inlaw
of
the
procureur
,
one
might
have
thought
it
some
accursed
place
where
a
horrible
crime
had
been
committed
.
"
Villefort
,
who
had
hitherto
not
tasted
the
three
or
four
glasses
of
rare
wine
which
were
placed
before
him
,
here
took
one
,
and
drank
it
off
.
Monte
Cristo
allowed
a
short
time
to
elapse
,
and
then
said
,
"
It
is
singular
,
baron
,
but
the
same
idea
came
across
me
the
first
time
I
came
here
;
it
looked
so
gloomy
I
should
never
have
bought
it
if
my
steward
had
not
taken
the
matter
into
his
own
hands
.
Perhaps
the
fellow
had
been
bribed
by
the
notary
.
"
"
It
is
probable
,
"
stammered
out
Villefort
,
trying
to
smile
;
"
but
I
can
assure
you
that
I
had
nothing
to
do
with
any
such
proceeding
.
This
house
is
part
of
Valentine
's
marriage-portion
,
and
M.
de
Saint
--
Meran
wished
to
sell
it
;
for
if
it
had
remained
another
year
or
two
uninhabited
it
would
have
fallen
to
ruin
.
"
It
was
Morrel
's
turn
to
become
pale
.
"
There
was
,
above
all
,
one
room
,
"
continued
Monte
Cristo
,
"
very
plain
in
appearance
,
hung
with
red
damask
,
which
,
I
know
not
why
,
appeared
to
me
quite
dramatic
.
"
"
Why
so
?
"
said
Danglars
;
"
why
dramatic
?
"
"
Can
we
account
for
instinct
?
"
said
Monte
Cristo
.
"
Are
there
not
some
places
where
we
seem
to
breathe
sadness
?
--
why
,
we
can
not
tell
.
It
is
a
chain
of
recollections
--
an
idea
which
carries
you
back
to
other
times
,
to
other
places
--
which
,
very
likely
,
have
no
connection
with
the
present
time
and
place
.
And
there
is
something
in
this
room
which
reminds
me
forcibly
of
the
chamber
of
the
Marquise
de
Ganges
10
or
Desdemona
.
