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"
No
.
"
"
Was
it
M.
de
Villefort
?
"
"
No
.
"
"
Madame
?
"
"
No
.
"
"
It
was
your
granddaughter
,
then
,
was
it
not
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
A
groan
from
Barrois
,
accompanied
by
a
yawn
which
seemed
to
crack
the
very
jawbones
,
attracted
the
attention
of
M.
d'Avrigny
;
he
left
M.
Noirtier
,
and
returned
to
the
sick
man
.
"
Barrois
,
"
said
the
doctor
,
"
can
you
speak
?
"
Barrois
muttered
a
few
unintelligible
words
.
"
Try
and
make
an
effort
to
do
so
,
my
good
man
.
"
said
d'Avrigny
.
Barrois
reopened
his
bloodshot
eyes
.
"
Who
made
the
lemonade
?
"
"
I
did
.
"
"
Did
you
bring
it
to
your
master
directly
it
was
made
?
"
"
No
.
"
