"Yes! I wish to speak to him."
Valentine durst not oppose her grandmother's wish, the cause of which she knew not, and an instant afterward Villefort entered.
"Sir," said Madame de Saint-Meran, without using any circumlocution, and as if fearing she had no time to lose, "you wrote to me concerning the marriage of this child?"
"Yes, madame," replied Villefort; "it is not only projected, but arranged."
"Your intended son-in-law is named M. Franz d'Epinay?"
"Yes, madame."
"Is he not the sou of General d'Epinay, who was on our side, and who was assassinated some days before the usurper returned from the Isle of Elba?"
"The same."
"Does he not dislike the idea of marrying the granddaughter of a Jacobin?"
"Our civil dissensions are now happily extinguished, mother," said Villefort; "M. d'Epinay was quite a child when his father died, he knows very little of M. Noirtier, and will meet him, if not with pleasure, at least with indifference."
"Is it a suitable match?"
"In every respect."
"And the young man?"
"Possesses universal esteem."
"You approve of him?"
"He is one of the most distinguished young men I know."
During the whole of this conversation Valentine had remained silent.
"Well, sir," said Madame de Saint-Meran, after a few minutes' reflection, "I must hasten the marriage, for I have but a short time to live."
"You, madame?"
"You, dear mamma?" exclaimed Villefort and Valentine at the same time.
"I know what I am saying," continued the marchioness; "I must hurry you, so that, having no mother, she may at least have a grandmother to bless her marriage. I am all that is left to her belonging to my poor Renée, whom you have so soon forgotten, sir."
"Ah, madame," said Villefort, "you forget that I was obliged to give a mother to my child."
"A step-mother is never a mother, sir. But this is not to the purpose; our business concerns Valentine; let us leave the dead in peace." All this was said with such exceeding rapidity, that there was
