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Villefort
seemed
stupefied
with
astonishment
,
and
remained
gazing
intently
on
the
scene
before
him
without
uttering
a
word
.
He
had
not
seen
Morrel
.
After
a
moment
of
dumb
contemplation
,
during
which
his
face
became
pale
and
his
hair
seemed
to
stand
on
end
,
he
sprang
towards
the
door
,
crying
out
,
"
Doctor
,
doctor
!
come
instantly
,
pray
come
!
"
"
Madame
,
madame
!
"
cried
Valentine
,
calling
her
step-mother
,
and
running
up-stairs
to
meet
her
;
"
come
quick
,
quick
!
--
and
bring
your
bottle
of
smelling-salts
with
you
.
"
"
What
is
the
matter
?
"
said
Madame
de
Villefort
in
a
harsh
and
constrained
tone
.
"
Oh
,
come
,
come
!
"
"
But
where
is
the
doctor
?
"
exclaimed
Villefort
;
"
where
is
he
?
"
Madame
de
Villefort
now
deliberately
descended
the
staircase
.
In
one
hand
she
held
her
handkerchief
,
with
which
she
appeared
to
be
wiping
her
face
,
and
in
the
other
a
bottle
of
English
smelling-salts
.
Her
first
look
on
entering
the
room
was
at
Noirtier
,
whose
face
,
independent
of
the
emotion
which
such
a
scene
could
not
fail
of
producing
,
proclaimed
him
to
be
in
possession
of
his
usual
health
;
her
second
glance
was
at
the
dying
man
.
She
turned
pale
,
and
her
eye
passed
quickly
from
the
servant
and
rested
on
the
master
.
"
In
the
name
of
heaven
,
madame
,
"
said
Villefort
,
"
where
is
the
doctor
?
He
was
with
you
just
now
.
You
see
this
is
a
fit
of
apoplexy
,
and
he
might
be
saved
if
he
could
but
be
bled
!
"
"
Has
he
eaten
anything
lately
?
"
asked
Madame
de
Villefort
,
eluding
her
husband
's
question
.
"
Madame
,
"
replied
Valentine
,
"
he
has
not
even
breakfasted
.
He
has
been
running
very
fast
on
an
errand
with
which
my
grandfather
charged
him
,
and
when
he
returned
,
took
nothing
but
a
glass
of
lemonade
.
"
"
Ah
,
"
said
Madame
de
Villefort
,
"
why
did
he
not
take
wine
?
Lemonade
was
a
very
bad
thing
for
him
.
"
"
Grandpapa
's
bottle
of
lemonade
was
standing
just
by
his
side
;
poor
Barrois
was
very
thirsty
,
and
was
thankful
to
drink
anything
he
could
find
.
"
Madame
de
Villefort
started
.
Noirtier
looked
at
her
with
a
glance
of
the
most
profound
scrutiny
.
"
He
has
such
a
short
neck
,
"
said
she
.
"
Madame
,
"
said
Villefort
,
"
I
ask
where
is
M.
d'Avrigny
?
In
God
's
name
answer
me
!
"
