Morrel immediately rang the bell and called in the servant who succeeded Barros. According to Noirtier’s instructions, the servant soon came back with the glass bottle. Noirtier said that he wanted to talk. How did the glass bottle come about? He asked Valentine that she had drunk half of it. It took another five minutes to translate this new question.
I don’t know what the servant said, but the maid is in Miss Valentine’s room. Maybe she fell.
Ask her Morrel and say that this time he read his mind from Noirtier’s eyes.
The servant went, but almost immediately returned. When Miss Valentine went to Madame de Villefort, she passed by the bedroom. He said that when she passed by, she drank the glass of sugar water in a glass bottle because of thirst. Mr. Edward poured it into his duck to make a pond. Noirtier looked up at the sky like a gambler’s desperate expression. Since then, the old man’s eyes have been fixed on the door and he has not moved.
Valentine’s meeting was indeed Madame Danglars’ daughter, who had been led into Madame de Villefort’s room. Because Madame de Villefort said that she would meet them there, that’s why Valentine passed by her room. Her stepmother’s room was in the same row across from Edward’s room. When Madame Danglars and her daughter entered the living room, their faces were full of news, and everyone looked at Madame de Villefort and received them solemnly. At this time, Valentine came in and that solemn ceremony was performed again.
My dear friend, when the two young girls shook hands, the baroness said, I have brought Eugenie to announce to you that my daughter, King Cavalcanti, is about to get married.
Danglars kept the title of king, and the civilian banker thought it was smoother than the title of Lord.
Allow me to congratulate you sincerely first, replied Madame de Villefort. Wang Ge of Cavalcanti seems to be an elegant young man.
Listen, the baroness smiled and said, from a friend’s point of view, I would say that this king seems to be unable to see his future in appearance. He is a bit of a foreigner. The French will recognize him as an Italian or German aristocrat at first sight, but he is very kind and qualified. Mr. Minhui Danglars once told me that his property is really spectacular. That’s what he said.
Then Eugenie said, as she looked through Madame de Villefort’s album, add another word. Mom said you had great hopes for that young man.
No, I asked Madame de Villefort, don’t you have the same hope?
I, Eugenie, replied in her usual rude tone, Oh, no, ma ‘am. I don’t want to tie myself to family chores or deal with a man, but I want to be an artist to get my mind, body and mind.
Eugenie said these words in such a determined tone that Valentine blushed. The timid girl could not understand this tough personality that did not seem to belong to women.
But Eugenie went on to say that since I have to get married whether I want to or not, I should thank the emperor for breaking off my engagement to Mr. Albert. If he hadn’t interfered with me, he might be a notorious wife today.
It’s true that the baroness said bluntly that this kind of frankness is common in civilian conversations and can be seen in ladies’ conversations. It’s true that my daughter would have married Mr. Albert if Morcerf hadn’t hesitated. The general is very sure that he even threatened Mr. Danglars. We were lucky.
But Valentine said timidly, should all the shame of father be transferred to his son? In my opinion, is Mr. Albert finished with the general’s treason?
I dare you, Eugenie said bitterly that Mr. Albert should not escape that shame. I heard that he apologized in duel field today after challenging Mr. Monte Cristo in the opera house yesterday.
Impossible, said madame de villefort
Ah, my dear friend, Madame Danglars, said frankly that this is the truth just now. I heard from Mr. Debray that he was present when he apologized today.
Valentine knew the truth, but she didn’t answer. She remembered that Morrel was still waiting for her in M. Noirtier’s room. Because of this hesitation, Valentine didn’t participate in their conversation for the time being. She really didn’t hear what they said just now. Suddenly, Danglars grabbed her arm and shook her out of her trance.
What’s the matter? He said that Teng Ralph’s hand startled her as if she had touched it.
My dear Baroness Valentine said that you must be ill.
I, Valentine, said that touching her hot forehead is to look at yourself in the opposite mirror. Your face turns white and red three or four times a minute.
It was Eugenie who shouted, You look very pale.
Oh, don’t panic. I’ve been like this for days
Although she is not good at foreign language, she also knows that this is an opportunity to leave, and Madame de Villefort has come to help her. Go to rest, Valentine. She said that you are really ill, and they will forgive you for drinking a glass of water, which will restore your spirit.
Valentine kissed Eugenie, bowed deeply to Madame Danglars and left the room. Madame Danglars had already got up to say goodbye.
After the poor child Valentine went away, Madame de Villefort said that she was very upset, and I was afraid that she was going to have a serious illness.
At this time, Valentine had walked past Edward’s room in an inexplicable excitement. Her own room reached the small staircase. She took the stairs. Before the third staircase was finished, she had heard Morrel’s sound, but suddenly her eyes were black. Her feet staggered and she couldn’t step on the steps. She grabbed the railing with her hands. Morrel ran to the door and knocked on the door and found Valentine lying on the floor. He picked her up and put her in a chair. Rivalan Tina opened her eyes.
Oh, how stupid I am. She explained that I don’t know the way. I forgot to go to the third grade to get to the ground.
Did you fall? Morrel said, What can I do for you, Valentine?
Valentine looked around. She saw the look of fear in Noirtier’s eyes. Don’t worry, dear grandpa. She said and tried to smile. Nothing, nothing. I was just a little dizzy.
I’m dizzy again. Morrel rubbed his hands and said, Oh, pay attention, Valentine, I beg you.
No, Valentine said no, I told you that it was all over. Now let me tell you the good news. Eugnie will get married in a week, and three days later, there will be a grand banquet and an engagement party. We are all invited to my father, Madame de Villefort. I guess so.
So when is it our turn to prepare our own affairs? Oh, Valentine, you, your grandfather, listen to you like this and try to get him to answer quickly.
And you, Valentine, said it was up to me to urge grandpa to wake him up?
It was Morrel who shouted, Be quick before you are all mine, Valentine. I always think that I will lose you soon.
Oh, Valentine replied with a spasm. Oh, true Maximilian, you are too timid to be an officer, because they say that a soldier never knows how to be afraid, hahaha.
She burst into painful laughter, her arm twitched stiffly, her head leaned back in the chair, and then she didn’t move. The cry of terror frozen on Noirtier’s lips seemed to come from his eyes. Morrel understood the meaning of that vision. He knew that someone had to ring the bell violently in Miss Valentine’s room, and the maid instead of Barros rushed in at the same time. Valentine’s pale, cold and lifeless face, they didn’t have to listen to anything, so they felt the terror in that room, so they rushed to the corridor to call for help. Madame Danglars was here, and they heard the panic.
I told you, cried Madame de Villefort, poor child.
Chapter 94 Tell the truth
At this moment, M. de Villefort said something from his den. Morrel quickly asked Noirtier for advice. M. Noirtier has regained his strength. Before his eyes indicated to him, he had evaded the wing. He just took up his hat and panted and ran into the wing. The prosecutor’s footsteps rang in the corridor. Villefort ran into the room and held her in his arms. He called the doctor to call the doctor. M. de Avrigny shouted, don’t let me go.
As he said this, Morrel rushed in through another door, and a terrible thing suddenly occurred to him. He remembered the conversation of Villefort, a doctor, on the night when Madame Saint-Milan died. These symptoms were the same before Barros died, although not so terrible in degree. At the same time, the sound of Monte Cristo seemed to ring in his ear. He said two hours ago that whatever you need, Morrel would come to me. I made great efforts to think that I had rushed to the door here and turned to the Champs Elysé es from there.
By this time, M. de Villefort had arrived in front of M. D. Avrigny in a hired buggy. He rang the doorbell so loudly that the porter was startled. Villefort went upstairs without saying a word. He didn’t stop him. He called to him, Mr. Prosecutor, and he pushed or, to be more precise, ran into the door of Zhai Riverford.
Ah, the doctor said it was you
It was Villefort who said that it was me who closed the door conveniently. Now it’s my turn to ask you if the two of us were punished by heaven in the doctor’s house.