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"
M.
Debray
had
told
you
"
--
"
Ah
,
yes
;
he
told
me
it
was
you
who
sacrificed
to
the
demon
of
speculation
.
"
"
I
was
once
very
fond
of
it
,
but
I
do
not
indulge
now
.
"
"
Then
you
are
wrong
,
madame
.
Fortune
is
precarious
;
and
if
I
were
a
woman
and
fate
had
made
me
a
banker
's
wife
,
whatever
might
be
my
confidence
in
my
husband
's
good
fortune
,
still
in
speculation
you
know
there
is
great
risk
.
Well
,
I
would
secure
for
myself
a
fortune
independent
of
him
,
even
if
I
acquired
it
by
placing
my
interests
in
hands
unknown
to
him
.
"
Madame
Danglars
blushed
,
in
spite
of
all
her
efforts
.
"
Stay
,
"
said
Monte
Cristo
,
as
though
he
had
not
observed
her
confusion
,
"
I
have
heard
of
a
lucky
hit
that
was
made
yesterday
on
the
Neapolitan
bonds
.
"
"
I
have
none
--
nor
have
I
ever
possessed
any
;
but
really
we
have
talked
long
enough
of
money
,
count
,
we
are
like
two
stockbrokers
;
have
you
heard
how
fate
is
persecuting
the
poor
Villeforts
?
"
"
What
has
happened
?
"
said
the
count
,
simulating
total
ignorance
.
"
You
know
the
Marquis
of
Saint
--
Meran
died
a
few
days
after
he
had
set
out
on
his
journey
to
Paris
,
and
the
marchioness
a
few
days
after
her
arrival
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
said
Monte
Cristo
,
"
I
have
heard
that
;
but
,
as
Claudius
said
to
Hamlet
,
'
it
is
a
law
of
nature
;
their
fathers
died
before
them
,
and
they
mourned
their
loss
;
they
will
die
before
their
children
,
who
will
,
in
their
turn
,
grieve
for
them
.
'
"
"
But
that
is
not
all
.
"
"
Not
all
!
"
