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If Valentine could have seen the trembling step and agitated countenance of Franz when he quitted the chamber of M.
Noirtier, even she would have been constrained to pity him.
Villefort had only just given utterance to a few incoherent sentences, and then retired to his study, where he received about two hours afterwards the following letter: --"After all the disclosures which were made this morning, M.
Noirtier de Villefort must see the utter impossibility of any alliance being formed between his family and that of M.
Franz d'Epinay.M.d'Epinay must say that he is shocked and astonished that M.de Villefort, who appeared to be aware of all the circumstances detailed this morning, should not have anticipated him in this announcement."No one who had seen the magistrate at this moment, so thoroughly unnerved by the recent inauspicious combination of circumstances, would have supposed for an instant that he had anticipated the annoyance; although it certainly never had occurred to him that his father would carry candor, or rather rudeness, so far as to relate such a history.And in justice to Villefort, it must be understood that M.
Noirtier, who never cared for the opinion of his son on any subject, had always omitted to explain the affair to Villefort, so that he had all his life entertained the belief that General de Quesnel, or the Baron d'Epinay, as he was alternately styled, according as the speaker wished to identify him by his own family name, or by the title which had been conferred on him, fell the victim of assassination, and not that he was killed fairly in a duel.This harsh letter, coming as it did from a man generally so polite and respectful, struck a mortal blow at the pride of Villefort.
Hardly had he read the letter, when his wife entered.The sudden departure of Franz, after being summoned by M.
Noirtier, had so much astonished every one, that the position of Madame de Villefort, left alone with the notary and the witnesses, became every moment more embarrassing.
Determined to bear it no longer, she arose and left the room; saying she would go and make some inquiries into the cause of his sudden disappearance.
M.de Villefort's communications on the subject were very limited and concise; he told her, in fact, that an explanation had taken place between M.Noirtier, M.
d'Epinay, and himself, and that the marriage of Valentine and Franz would consequently be broken off.This was an awkward and unpleasant thing to have to report to those who were awaiting her return in the chamber of her father-in-law.She therefore contented herself with saying that M.Noirtier having at the commencement of the discussion been attacked by a sort of apoplectic fit, the affair would necessarily be deferred for some days longer.
This news, false as it was following so singularly in the train of the two similar misfortunes which had so recently occurred, evidently astonished the auditors, and they retired without a word.During this time Valentine, at once terrified and happy, after having embraced and thanked the feeble old man for thus breaking with a single blow the chain which she had been accustomed to consider as irrefragable, asked leave to retire to her own room, in order to recover her composure.Noirtier looked the permission which she solicited.But instead of going to her own room, Valentine, having once gained her liberty, entered the gallery, and, opening a small door at the end of it.
found herself at once in the garden.
In the midst of all the strange events which had crowded one on the other, an indefinable sentiment of dread had taken possession of Valentine's mind.She expected every moment that she should see Morrel appear, pale and trembling, to forbid the signing of the contract, like the Laird of Ravenswood in "The Bride of Lammermoor." It was high time for her to make her appearance at the gate, for Maximilian had long awaited her coming.He had half guessed what was going on when he saw Franz quit the cemetery with M.de Villefort.He followed M.d'Epinay, saw him enter, afterwards go out, and then re-enter with Albert and Chateau-Renaud.He had no longer any doubts as to the nature of the conference; he therefore quickly went to the gate in the clover-patch, prepared to hear the result of the proceedings, and very certain that Valentine would hasten to him the first moment she should he set at liberty.He was not mistaken; peering through the crevices of the wooden partition, he soon discovered the young girl, who cast aside all her usual precautions and walked at once to the barrier.
The first glance which Maximilian directed towards her entirely reassured him, and the first words she spoke made his heart bound with delight.
"We are saved!" said Valentine."Saved?" repeated Morrel, not being able to conceive such intense happiness; "by whom?""By my grandfather.Oh, Morrel, pray love him for all his goodness to us!" Morrel swore to love him with all his soul;and at that moment he could safely promise to do so, for he felt as though it were not enough to love him merely as a friend or even as a father."But tell me, Valentine, how has it all been effected? What strange means has he used to compass this blessed end?"Valentine was on the point of relating all that had passed, but she suddenly remembered that in doing so she must reveal a terrible secret which concerned others as well as her grandfather, and she said, "At some future time I will tell you all about it.""But when will that be?"
"When I am your wife."
