THE COUNT OF MONTE-CRISTO.
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The thought of God filled his mind. "God," he murmured, without knowing what he said; "God! God!" He saw the workings of a divine hand in all that had happened. The carriage rolled rapidly. Villefort, while turning restlessly on the cushions, felt something press against
him. He put out his hand to remove the object; it was a fan which Madame de Villefort had left in the carriage; this fan awakened a recollection which darted through his mind like lightning. He thought of his wife.
"Oh!" he exclaimed, as though a red-hot iron were piercing his heart.