InoneofthearistocraticmansionsbuiltbyPugetintheRueduGrandCoursoppositetheMedusafountain,asecondmarriagefeastwasbeingcelebrated,almostatthesamehourwiththenuptialrepastgivenbyDantes. Inthiscase,however,althoughtheoccasionoftheentertainmentwassimilar,thecompanywasstrikinglydissimilar. Insteadofarudemixtureofsailors,soldiers,andthosebelongingtothehumblestgradeoflife,thepresentassemblywascomposedoftheveryflowerofMarseillessociety,—magistrateswhohadresignedtheirofficeduringtheusurper’sreign;officerswhohaddesertedfromtheimperialarmyandjoinedforceswithConde;andyoungermembersoffamilies,broughtuptohateandexecratethemanwhomfiveyearsofexilewouldconvertintoamartyr,andfifteenofrestorationelevatetotherankofagod. Theguestswerestillattable,andtheheatedandenergeticconversationthatprevailedbetrayedtheviolentandvindictivepassionsthatthenagitatedeachdwelleroftheSouth,whereunhappily,forfivecenturiesreligiousstrifehadlonggivenincreasedbitternesstotheviolenceofpartyfeeling. Theemperor,nowkingofthepettyIslandofElba,afterhavingheldsovereignswayoverone–halfoftheworld,countingashissubjectsasmallpopulationoffiveorsixthousandsouls,—afterhavingbeenaccustomedtohearthe“ViveNapoleons”ofahundredandtwentymillionsofhumanbeings,utteredintendifferentlanguages,—waslookeduponhereasaruinedman,separatedforeverfromanyfreshconnectionwithFranceorclaimtoherthrone. Themagistratesfreelydiscussedtheirpoliticalviews;themilitarypartofthecompanytalkedunreservedlyofMoscowandLeipsic,whilethewomencommentedonthedivorceofJosephine. Itwasnotoverthedownfalloftheman,butoverthedefeatoftheNapoleonicidea,thattheyrejoiced,andinthistheyforesawforthemselvesthebrightandcheeringprospectofarevivifiedpoliticalexistence. Anoldman,decoratedwiththecrossofSaintLouis,nowroseandproposedthehealthofKingLouisXVIII.ItwastheMarquisdeSaint–Meran. Thistoast,recallingatoncethepatientexileofHartwellandthepeace–lovingKingofFrance,exciteduniversalenthusiasm;glasseswereelevatedintheairal’Anglais,andtheladies,snatchingtheirbouquetsfromtheirfairbosoms,strewedthetablewiththeirfloraltreasures. Inaword,analmostpoeticalfervorprevailed. “Ah,”saidtheMarquisedeSaint–Meran,awomanwithastern,forbiddingeye,thoughstillnobleanddistinguishedinappearance,despiteherfiftyyears—”ah,theserevolutionists,whohavedrivenusfromthoseverypossessionstheyafterwardspurchasedforameretrifleduringtheReignofTerror,wouldbecompelledtoown,weretheyhere,thatalltruedevotionwasonourside,sincewewerecontenttofollowthefortunesofafallingmonarch,whilethey,onthecontrary,madetheirfortunebyworshippingtherisingsun;yes,yes,theycouldnothelpadmittingthattheking,forwhomwesacrificedrank,wealth,andstationwastrulyour‘Louisthewell–beloved,’whiletheirwretchedusurperhisbeen,andeverwillbe,tothemtheirevilgenius,their‘Napoleontheaccursed.’ “Ibegyourpardon,madame.Ireallymustprayyoutoexcuseme,but—intruth—Iwasnotattendingtotheconversation.” “Marquise,marquise!”interposedtheoldnoblemanwhohadproposedthetoast,“lettheyoungpeoplealone;letmetellyou,onone’sweddingdaytherearemoreagreeablesubjectsofconversationthandrypolitics.” “Nevermind,dearestmother,”saidayoungandlovelygirl,withaprofusionoflightbrownhair,andeyesthatseemedtofloatinliquidcrystal,”’tisallmyfaultforseizinguponM.deVillefort,soastopreventhislisteningtowhatyousaid. Butthere—nowtakehim—heisyourownforaslongasyoulike. M.Villefort,Ibegtoremindyoumymotherspeakstoyou.” “IfthemarquisewilldeigntorepeatthewordsIbutimperfectlycaught,Ishallbedelightedtoanswer,”saidM.deVillefort. “Nevermind,Renee,”repliedthemarquise,withalookoftendernessthatseemedoutofkeepingwithherharshdryfeatures;but,howeverallotherfeelingsmaybewitheredinawoman’snature,thereisalwaysonebrightsmilingspotinthedesertofherheart,andthatistheshrineofmaternallove.“Iforgiveyou. WhatIwassaying,Villefort,was,thattheBonapartistshadnotoursincerity,enthusiasm,ordevotion.” “Theyhad,however,whatsuppliedtheplaceofthosefinequalities,”repliedtheyoungman,“andthatwasfanaticism. NapoleonistheMahometoftheWest,andisworshippedbyhiscommonplacebutambitionsfollowers,notonlyasaleaderandlawgiver,butalsoasthepersonificationofequality.” “He!”criedthemarquise:“Napoleonthetypeofequality! Formercy’ssake,then,whatwouldyoucallRobespierre? Come,come,donotstripthelatterofhisjustrightstobestowthemontheCorsican,who,tomymind,hasusurpedquiteenough.” “Nay,madame;Iwouldplaceeachoftheseheroesonhisrightpedestal—thatofRobespierreonhisscaffoldinthePlaceLouisQuinze;thatofNapoleononthecolumnofthePlaceVendome. Theonlydifferenceconsistsintheoppositecharacteroftheequalityadvocatedbythesetwomen;oneistheequalitythatelevates,theotheristheequalitythatdegrades;onebringsakingwithinreachoftheguillotine,theotherelevatesthepeopletoalevelwiththethrone. Observe,”saidVillefort,smiling,“Idonotmeantodenythatboththesemenwererevolutionaryscoundrels,andthatthe9thThermidorandthe4thofApril,intheyear1814,wereluckydaysforFrance,worthyofbeinggratefullyrememberedbyeveryfriendtomonarchyandcivilorder;andthatexplainshowitcomestopassthat,fallen,asItrustheisforever,Napoleonhasstillretainedatrainofparasiticalsatellites. Still,marquise,ithasbeensowithotherusurpers—Cromwell,forinstance,whowasnothalfsobadasNapoleon,hadhispartisansandadvocates.” “Doyouknow,Villefort,thatyouaretalkinginamostdreadfullyrevolutionarystrain? ButIexcuseit,itisimpossibletoexpectthesonofaGirondintobefreefromasmallspiceoftheoldleaven.” AdeepcrimsonsuffusedthecountenanceofVillefort. ”’Tistrue,madame,”answeredhe,“thatmyfatherwasaGirondin,buthewasnotamongthenumberofthosewhovotedfortheking’sdeath;hewasanequalsuffererwithyourselfduringtheReignofTerror,andhadwell–nighlosthisheadonthesamescaffoldonwhichyourfatherperished.” “True,”repliedthemarquise,withoutwincingintheslightestdegreeatthetragicremembrancethuscalledup;“butbearinmind,ifyouplease,thatourrespectiveparentsunderwentpersecutionandproscriptionfromdiametricallyoppositeprinciples;inproofofwhichImayremark,thatwhilemyfamilyremainedamongthestanchestadherentsoftheexiledprinces,yourfatherlostnotimeinjoiningthenewgovernment;andthatwhiletheCitizenNoirtierwasaGirondin,theCountNoirtierbecameasenator.” “Dearmother,”interposedRenee,“youknowverywellitwasagreedthatallthesedisagreeablereminiscencesshouldforeverbelaidaside.” “Sufferme,also,madame,”repliedVillefort,“toaddmyearnestrequesttoMademoiselledeSaint–Meran’s,thatyouwillkindlyallowtheveilofobliviontocoverandconcealthepast. Whatavailsrecriminationovermatterswhollypastrecall? Formyownpart,Ihavelaidasideeventhenameofmyfather,andaltogetherdisownhispoliticalprinciples. Hewas—nay,probablymaystillbe—aBonapartist,andiscalledNoirtier;I,onthecontrary,amastanchroyalist,andstylemyselfdeVillefort. Letwhatmayremainofrevolutionarysapexhaustitselfanddieawaywiththeoldtrunk,andcondescendonlytoregardtheyoungshootwhichhasstartedupatadistancefromtheparenttree,withouthavingthepower,anymorethanthewish,toseparateentirelyfromthestockfromwhichitsprung.” “Bravo,Villefort!”criedthemarquis;“excellentlywellsaid! Come,now,IhavehopesofobtainingwhatIhavebeenforyearsendeavoringtopersuadethemarquisetopromise;namely,aperfectamnestyandforgetfulnessofthepast.” “Withallmyheart,”repliedthemarquise;“letthepastbeforeverforgotten. Ipromiseyouitaffordsmeaslittlepleasuretoreviveitasitdoesyou. AllIaskis,thatVillefortwillbefirmandinflexibleforthefutureinhispoliticalprinciples. Remember,also,Villefort,thatwehavepledgedourselvestohismajestyforyourfealtyandstrictloyalty,andthatatourrecommendationthekingconsentedtoforgetthepast,asIdo”(andheresheextendedtohimherhand)—”asInowdoatyourentreaty. Butbearinmind,thatshouldtherefallinyourwayanyoneguiltyofconspiringagainstthegovernment,youwillbesomuchthemoreboundtovisittheoffencewithrigorouspunishment,asitisknownyoubelongtoasuspectedfamily.” “Alas,madame,”returnedVillefort,“myprofession,aswellasthetimesinwhichwelive,compelsmetobesevere. Ihavealreadysuccessfullyconductedseveralpublicprosecutions,andbroughttheoffenderstomeritedpunishment. Butwehavenotdonewiththethingyet.” “Doyou,indeed,thinkso?”inquiredthemarquise. “Iam,atleast,fearfulofit.Napoleon,intheIslandofElba,istoonearFrance,andhisproximitykeepsupthehopesofhispartisans. Marseillesisfilledwithhalf–payofficers,whoaredaily,underonefrivolouspretextorother,gettingupquarrelswiththeroyalists;fromhencearisecontinualandfatalduelsamongthehigherclassesofpersons,andassassinationsinthelower.” “Youhaveheard,perhaps,”saidtheComtedeSalvieux,oneofM.deSaint–Meran’soldestfriends,andchamberlaintotheComted’Artois,“thattheHolyAlliancepurposeremovinghimfromthence?” “Yes;theyweretalkingaboutitwhenweleftParis,”saidM.deSaint–Meran;“andwhereisitdecidedtotransferhim?” “Forheaven’ssake,whereisthat?”askedthemarquise. “Anislandsituatedontheothersideoftheequator,atleasttwothousandleaguesfromhere,”repliedthecount. “Somuchthebetter.AsVillefortobserves,itisagreatactoffollytohaveleftsuchamanbetweenCorsica,wherehewasborn,andNaples,ofwhichhisbrother–in–lawisking,andfacetofacewithItaly,thesovereigntyofwhichhecovetedforhisson.” “Unfortunately,”saidVillefort,“therearethetreatiesof1814,andwecannotmolestNapoleonwithoutbreakingthosecompacts.” “Oh,well,weshallfindsomewayoutofit,”respondedM.deSalvieux.“Therewasn’tanytroubleovertreatieswhenitwasaquestionofshootingthepoorDucd’Enghien.” “Well,”saidthemarquise,“itseemsprobablethat,bytheaidoftheHolyAlliance,weshallberidofNapoleon;andwemusttrusttothevigilanceofM.deVilleforttopurifyMarseillesofhispartisans. Thekingiseitherakingornoking;ifhebeacknowledgedassovereignofFrance,heshouldbeupheldinpeaceandtranquillity;andthiscanbestbeeffectedbyemployingthemostinflexibleagentstoputdowneveryattemptatconspiracy—’tisthebestandsurestmeansofpreventingmischief.” “Unfortunately,madame,”answeredVillefort,“thestrongarmofthelawisnotcalledupontointerfereuntiltheevilhastakenplace.” “Thenallhehasgottodoistoendeavortorepairit.” “Nay,madame,thelawisfrequentlypowerlesstoeffectthis;allitcandoistoavengethewrongdone.” “Oh,M.deVillefort,”criedabeautifulyoungcreature,daughtertotheComtedeSalvieux,andthecherishedfriendofMademoiselledeSaint–Meran,“dotryandgetupsomefamoustrialwhileweareatMarseilles. Ineverwasinalaw–court;Iamtolditissoveryamusing!” “Amusing,certainly,”repliedtheyoungman,“inasmuchas,insteadofsheddingtearsasatthefictitioustaleofwoeproducedatatheatre,youbeholdinalaw–courtacaseofrealandgenuinedistress—adramaoflife. Theprisonerwhomyouthereseepale,agitated,andalarmed,insteadof—asisthecasewhenacurtainfallsonatragedy—goinghometosuppeacefullywithhisfamily,andthenretiringtorest,thathemayrecommencehismimicwoesonthemorrow,—isremovedfromyoursightmerelytobereconductedtohisprisonanddelivereduptotheexecutioner. Ileaveyoutojudgehowfaryournervesarecalculatedtobearyouthroughsuchascene. Ofthis,however,beassured,thatshouldanyfavorableopportunitypresentitself,Iwillnotfailtoofferyouthechoiceofbeingpresent.” “Forshame,M.deVillefort!”saidRenee,becomingquitepale;“don’tyouseehowyouarefrighteningus?—andyetyoulaugh.” “Whatwouldyouhave?‘Tislikeaduel. Ihavealreadyrecordedsentenceofdeath,fiveorsixtimes,againstthemoversofpoliticalconspiracies,andwhocansayhowmanydaggersmaybereadysharpened,andonlywaitingafavorableopportunitytobeburiedinmyheart?” “Graciousheavens,M.deVillefort,”saidRenee,becomingmoreandmoreterrified;“yousurelyarenotinearnest.” “IndeedIam,”repliedtheyoungmagistratewithasmile;“andintheinterestingtrialthatyoungladyisanxioustowitness,thecasewouldonlybestillmoreaggravated. Suppose,forinstance,theprisoner,asismorethanprobable,tohaveservedunderNapoleon—well,canyouexpectforaninstant,thatoneaccustomed,atthewordofhiscommander,torushfearlesslyontheverybayonetsofhisfoe,willscruplemoretodriveastilettointotheheartofoneheknowstobehispersonalenemy,thantoslaughterhisfellow–creatures,merelybecausebiddentodosobyoneheisboundtoobey? Besides,onerequirestheexcitementofbeinghatefulintheeyesoftheaccused,inordertolashone’sselfintoastateofsufficientvehemenceandpower. IwouldnotchoosetoseethemanagainstwhomIpleadedsmile,asthoughinmockeryofmywords. No;myprideistoseetheaccusedpale,agitated,andasthoughbeatenoutofallcomposurebythefireofmyeloquence.”Reneeutteredasmotheredexclamation. “Bravo!”criedoneoftheguests;“thatiswhatIcalltalkingtosomepurpose.” “Justthepersonwerequireatatimelikethepresent,”saidasecond. “Whatasplendidbusinessthatlastcaseofyourswas,mydearVillefort!” remarkedathird;“Imeanthetrialofthemanformurderinghisfather. Uponmyword,youkilledhimeretheexecutionerhadlaidhishanduponhim.” “Oh,asforparricides,andsuchdreadfulpeopleasthat,”interposedRenee,“itmattersverylittlewhatisdonetothem;butasregardspoorunfortunatecreatureswhoseonlycrimeconsistsinhavingmixedthemselvesupinpoliticalintrigues”— “Why,thatistheveryworstoffencetheycouldpossiblycommit;for,don’tyousee,Renee,thekingisthefatherofhispeople,andhewhoshallplotorcontriveaughtagainstthelifeandsafetyoftheparentofthirty–twomillionsofsouls,isaparricideuponafearfullygreatscale?” “Idon’tknowanythingaboutthat,”repliedRenee;“but,M.deVillefort,youhavepromisedme—haveyounot?—alwaystoshowmercytothoseIpleadfor.” “Makeyourselfquiteeasyonthatpoint,”answeredVillefort,withoneofhissweetestsmiles;“youandIwillalwaysconsultuponourverdicts.” “Mylove,”saidthemarquise,“attendtoyourdoves,yourlap–dogs,andembroidery,butdonotmeddlewithwhatyoudonotunderstand. Nowadaysthemilitaryprofessionisinabeyanceandthemagisterialrobeisthebadgeofhonor. ThereisawiseLatinproverbthatisverymuchinpoint.” “Cedantarmatogae,”saidVillefortwithabow. “IcannotspeakLatin,”respondedthemarquise. “Well,”saidRenee,“Icannothelpregrettingyouhadnotchosensomeotherprofessionthanyourown—aphysician,forinstance. DoyouknowIalwaysfeltashudderattheideaofevenadestroyingangel?” “Dear,goodRenee,”whisperedVillefort,ashegazedwithunutterabletendernessonthelovelyspeaker. “Letushope,mychild,”criedthemarquis,“thatM.deVillefortmayprovethemoralandpoliticalphysicianofthisprovince;ifso,hewillhaveachievedanoblework.” “Andonewhichwillgofartoeffacetherecollectionofhisfather’sconduct,”addedtheincorrigiblemarquise. “Madame,”repliedVillefort,withamournfulsmile,“Ihavealreadyhadthehonortoobservethatmyfatherhas—atleast,Ihopeso—abjuredhispasterrors,andthatheis,atthepresentmoment,afirmandzealousfriendtoreligionandorder—abetterroyalist,possibly,thanhisson;forhehastoatoneforpastdereliction,whileIhavenootherimpulsethanwarm,decidedpreferenceandconviction.” Havingmadethiswell–turnedspeech,Villefortlookedcarefullyaroundtomarktheeffectofhisoratory,muchashewouldhavedonehadhebeenaddressingthebenchinopencourt. “Doyouknow,mydearVillefort,”criedtheComtedeSalvieux,“thatisexactlywhatImyselfsaidtheotherdayattheTuileries,whenquestionedbyhismajesty’sprincipalchamberlaintouchingthesingularityofanalliancebetweenthesonofaGirondinandthedaughterofanofficeroftheDucdeConde;andIassureyouheseemedfullytocomprehendthatthismodeofreconcilingpoliticaldifferenceswasbaseduponsoundandexcellentprinciples. Thentheking,who,withoutoursuspectingit,hadoverheardourconversation,interruptedusbysaying,‘Villefort’—observethatthekingdidnotpronouncethewordNoirtier,but,onthecontrary,placedconsiderableemphasisonthatofVillefort—’Villefort,’saidhismajesty,‘isayoungmanofgreatjudgmentanddiscretion,whowillbesuretomakeafigureinhisprofession;Ilikehimmuch,anditgavemegreatpleasuretohearthathewasabouttobecometheson–in–lawoftheMarquisandMarquisedeSaint–Meran. Ishouldmyselfhaverecommendedthematch,hadnotthenoblemarquisanticipatedmywishesbyrequestingmyconsenttoit.’” “Isitpossiblethekingcouldhavecondescendedsofarastoexpresshimselfsofavorablyofme?”askedtheenrapturedVillefort. “Igiveyouhisverywords;andifthemarquischoosestobecandid,hewillconfessthattheyperfectlyagreewithwhathismajestysaidtohim,whenhewentsixmonthsagotoconsulthimuponthesubjectofyourespousinghisdaughter.” “Thatistrue,”answeredthemarquis. “HowmuchdoIowethisgraciousprince!WhatisthereIwouldnotdotoevincemyearnestgratitude!” “Thatisright,”criedthemarquise.“Ilovetoseeyouthus.Now,then,wereaconspiratortofallintoyourhands,hewouldbemostwelcome.” “Formypart,dearmother.”interposedRenee,“Itrustyourwisheswillnotprosper,andthatProvidencewillonlypermitpettyoffenders,poordebtors,andmiserablecheatstofallintoM.deVillefort’shands,—thenIshallbecontented.” “Justthesameasthoughyouprayedthataphysicianmightonlybecalledupontoprescribeforheadaches,measles,andthestingsofwasps,oranyotherslightaffectionoftheepidermis. Ifyouwishtoseemetheking’sattorney,youmustdesireformesomeofthoseviolentanddangerousdiseasesfromthecureofwhichsomuchhonorredoundstothephysician.” Atthismoment,andasthoughtheutteranceofVillefort’swishhadsufficedtoeffectitsaccomplishment,aservantenteredtheroom,andwhisperedafewwordsinhisear. Villefortimmediatelyrosefromtableandquittedtheroomuponthepleaofurgentbusiness;hesoon,however,returned,hiswholefacebeamingwithdelight. Reneeregardedhimwithfondaffection;andcertainlyhishandsomefeatures,litupastheythenwerewithmorethanusualfireandanimation,seemedformedtoexcitetheinnocentadmirationwithwhichshegazedonhergracefulandintelligentlover. “Youwerewishingjustnow,”saidVillefort,addressingher,“thatIwereadoctorinsteadofalawyer. Well,IatleastresemblethedisciplesofEsculapiusinonething—thatofnotbeingabletocalladaymyown,noteventhatofmybetrothal.” “Andwhereforewereyoucalledawayjustnow?”askedMademoiselledeSaint–Meran,withanairofdeepinterest. “Foraveryseriousmatter,whichbidsfairtomakeworkfortheexecutioner.” “Howdreadful!”exclaimedRenee,turningpale. “Isitpossible?”burstsimultaneouslyfromallwhowerenearenoughtothemagistratetohearhiswords. “Why,ifmyinformationprovecorrect,asortofBonaparteconspiracyhasjustbeendiscovered.” “CanIbelievemyears?”criedthemarquise. “Iwillreadyouthelettercontainingtheaccusation,atleast,”saidVillefort:— ”’Theking’sattorneyisinformedbyafriendtothethroneandthereligionsinstitutionsofhiscountry,thatonenamedEdmondDantes,mateoftheshipPharaon,thisdayarrivedfromSmyrna,afterhavingtouchedatNaplesandPorto–Ferrajo,hasbeenthebearerofaletterfromMurattotheusurper,andagaintakenchargeofanotherletterfromtheusurpertotheBonapartistclubinParis. Amplecorroborationofthisstatementmaybeobtainedbyarrestingtheabove–mentionedEdmondDantes,whoeithercarriestheletterforParisaboutwithhim,orhasitathisfather’sabode. Shoulditnotbefoundinthepossessionoffatherorson,thenitwillassuredlybediscoveredinthecabinbelongingtothesaidDantesonboardthePharaon.’” “But,”saidRenee,“thisletter,which,afterall,isbutananonymousscrawl,isnotevenaddressedtoyou,buttotheking’sattorney.” “True;butthatgentlemanbeingabsent,hissecretary,byhisorders,openedhisletters;thinkingthisoneofimportance,hesentforme,butnotfindingme,tookuponhimselftogivethenecessaryordersforarrestingtheaccusedparty.” “Thentheguiltypersonisabsolutelyincustody?”saidthemarquise. “Nay,dearmother,saytheaccusedperson.Youknowwecannotyetpronouncehimguilty.” “Heisinsafecustody,”answeredVillefort;“andrelyuponit,iftheletterisfound,hewillnotbelikelytobetrustedabroadagain,unlesshegoesforthundertheespecialprotectionoftheheadsman.” “Andwhereistheunfortunatebeing?”askedRenee. “Come,come,myfriend,”interruptedthemarquise,“donotneglectyourdutytolingerwithus.Youaretheking’sservant,andmustgowhereverthatservicecallsyou.” “OVillefort!”criedRenee,claspingherhands,andlookingtowardsherloverwithpiteousearnestness,“bemercifulonthisthedayofourbetrothal.” Theyoungmanpassedroundtothesideofthetablewherethefairpleadersat,andleaningoverherchairsaidtenderly,— “Togiveyoupleasure,mysweetRenee,Ipromisetoshowallthelenityinmypower;butifthechargesbroughtagainstthisBonapartistheroprovecorrect,why,then,youreallymustgivemeleavetoorderhisheadtobecutoff.”Reneeshuddered. “Nevermindthatfoolishgirl,Villefort,”saidthemarquise.“Shewillsoongetoverthesethings.” Sosaying,MadamedeSaint–MeranextendedherdrybonyhandtoVillefort,who,whileimprintingason–in–law’srespectfulsaluteonit,lookedatRenee,asmuchastosay,“Imusttryandfancy‘tisyourdearhandIkiss,asitshouldhavebeen.” “Thesearemournfulauspicestoaccompanyabetrothal,”sighedpoorRenee. “Uponmyword,child!”exclaimedtheangrymarquise,“yourfollyexceedsallbounds. Ishouldbegladtoknowwhatconnectiontherecanpossiblybebetweenyoursicklysentimentalityandtheaffairsofthestate!” “Nay,madame,Iprayyoupardonthislittletraitor. Ipromiseyouthattomakeupforherwantofloyalty,Iwillbemostinflexiblysevere;”thencastinganexpressiveglanceathisbetrothed,whichseemedtosay,“Fearnot,foryourdearsakemyjusticeshallbetemperedwithmercy,”andreceivingasweetandapprovingsmileinreturn,Villefortquittedtheroom.