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"
Doctor
,
I
resist
no
longer
--
I
can
no
longer
defend
myself
--
I
believe
you
;
but
,
for
pity
's
sake
,
spare
my
life
,
my
honor
!
"
"
M.
de
Villefort
,
"
replied
the
doctor
,
with
increased
vehemence
,
"
there
are
occasions
when
I
dispense
with
all
foolish
human
circumspection
.
If
your
daughter
had
committed
only
one
crime
,
and
I
saw
her
meditating
another
,
I
would
say
'
Warn
her
,
punish
her
,
let
her
pass
the
remainder
of
her
life
in
a
convent
,
weeping
and
praying
.
'
If
she
had
committed
two
crimes
,
I
would
say
,
'
Here
,
M.
de
Villefort
,
is
a
poison
that
the
prisoner
is
not
acquainted
with
--
one
that
has
no
known
antidote
,
quick
as
thought
,
rapid
as
lightning
,
mortal
as
the
thunderbolt
;
give
her
that
poison
,
recommending
her
soul
to
God
,
and
save
your
honor
and
your
life
,
for
it
is
yours
she
aims
at
;
and
I
can
picture
her
approaching
your
pillow
with
her
hypocritical
smiles
and
her
sweet
exhortations
.
Woe
to
you
,
M.
de
Villefort
,
if
you
do
not
strike
first
!
'
This
is
what
I
would
say
had
she
only
killed
two
persons
but
she
has
seen
three
deaths
--
has
contemplated
three
murdered
persons
--
has
knelt
by
three
corpses
!
To
the
scaffold
with
the
poisoner
--
to
the
scaffold
!
Do
you
talk
of
your
honor
?
Do
what
I
tell
you
,
and
immortality
awaits
you
!
"
Villefort
fell
on
his
knees
.
"
Listen
,
"
said
he
;
"
I
have
not
the
strength
of
mind
you
have
,
or
rather
that
which
you
would
not
have
,
if
instead
of
my
daughter
Valentine
your
daughter
Madeleine
were
concerned
.
"
The
doctor
turned
pale
.
"
Doctor
,
every
son
of
woman
is
born
to
suffer
and
to
die
;
I
am
content
to
suffer
and
to
await
death
.
"
"
Beware
,
"
said
M.
d'Avrigny
,
"
it
may
come
slowly
;
you
will
see
it
approach
after
having
struck
your
father
,
your
wife
,
perhaps
your
son
.
"
Villefort
,
suffocating
,
pressed
the
doctor
's
arm
.
"
Listen
,
"
cried
he
;
"
pity
me
--
help
me
!
No
,
my
daughter
is
not
guilty
.
If
you
drag
us
both
before
a
tribunal
I
will
still
say
,
'
No
,
my
daughter
is
not
guilty
;
--
there
is
no
crime
in
my
house
.
I
will
not
acknowledge
a
crime
in
my
house
;
for
when
crime
enters
a
dwelling
,
it
is
like
death
--
it
does
not
come
alone
.
'
Listen
.
What
does
it
signify
to
you
if
I
am
murdered
?
Are
you
my
friend
?
Are
you
a
man
?
Have
you
a
heart
?
No
,
you
are
a
physician
!
Well
,
I
tell
you
I
will
not
drag
my
daughter
before
a
tribunal
,
and
give
her
up
to
the
executioner
!
The
bare
idea
would
kill
me
--
would
drive
me
like
a
madman
to
dig
my
heart
out
with
my
finger-nails
!
And
if
you
were
mistaken
,
doctor
--
if
it
were
not
my
daughter
--
if
I
should
come
one
day
,
pale
as
a
spectre
,
and
say
to
you
,
'
Assassin
,
you
have
killed
my
child
!
'
--
hold
--
if
that
should
happen
,
although
I
am
a
Christian
,
M.
d'Avrigny
,
I
should
kill
myself
.
"
"
Well
,
"
said
the
doctor
,
after
a
moment
's
silence
,
"
I
will
wait
.
"
Villefort
looked
at
him
as
if
he
had
doubted
his
words
.
"
Only
,
"
continued
M.
d'Avrigny
,
with
a
slow
and
solemn
tone
,
"
if
any
one
falls
ill
in
your
house
,
if
you
feel
yourself
attacked
,
do
not
send
for
me
,
for
I
will
come
no
more
.
I
will
consent
to
share
this
dreadful
secret
with
you
,
but
I
will
not
allow
shame
and
remorse
to
grow
and
increase
in
my
conscience
,
as
crime
and
misery
will
in
your
house
.
"
"
Then
you
abandon
me
,
doctor
?
"
"
Yes
,
for
I
can
follow
you
no
farther
,
and
I
only
stop
at
the
foot
of
the
scaffold
.
Some
further
discovery
will
be
made
,
which
will
bring
this
dreadful
tragedy
to
a
close
.
Adieu
.
