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"So much the better. Are you prepared?"

Monte Cristo heard and saw nothing, or rather he only sawMorrel, whose calmness had a frightful effect on those whoknew what was passing in his heart. "See," said Beauchamp,pointing out Morrel to Debray. "What is he doing up there?"And they called Chateau-Renaud's attention to him.

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"Now can you conceive of any interest that your heroicdeputy could possibly have had in the destruction of thatletter?"

"Why, what nonsense are you telling us?" saidChateau-Renaud.

<"Oh, yes, if it be true," cried the young man, "he shall payme all I have suffered.""The last attack I had," said he, "lasted but half an hour,and after it I was hungry, and got up without help; now Ican move neither my right arm nor leg, and my head seemsuncomfortable, which shows that there has been a suffusionof blood on the brain. The third attack will either carry meoff, or leave me paralyzed for life."

"Exactly."

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"Let us try what we can do, then," said the notary. "Youaccept this young lady as your interpreter, M. Noirtier?"

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