"But what redoubles my sorrow," continued the young girl, as if this feeling was to receive its immediate punishment, "is that the poor old lady, on her death-bed, requested the marriage might take place as soon as possible; she also, thinking to protect me, was acting against me."
"Hark!" said Morrel. They both listened; steps were distinctly heard in the corridor and on the stairs.
"It is my father, who has just left his cabinet."
"To accompany the doctor to the door," added Morrel.
"How do you know it is the doctor?" asked Valentine, astonished.
"I imagine it must be," said Morrel.
Valentine looked at the young man; they heard the street-door close; then M. de Villefort locked the garden-door, and returned upstairs. He stopped a moment in the anteroom, as if hesitating whether to turn to his own apartment or into Madame de Saint-Meran's; Morrel concealed himself behind a door; Valentine remained motionless, grief seemed to deprive her of all fear. Villefort passed on to his own room.
"Now," said Valentine, "you can neither go out by the front-door nor by the garden."
Morrel looked at her with astonishment.
"There is but one way left you that is safe," said she; "it is through my grandfather's room."
She rose. "Come," she added.
"Where?" asked Maximilian.
"To my grandfather's room."
"I in M. Noirtier's apartment?"
"Yes."
"Can you mean it, Valentine?"
"I have long wished it; he is my only remaining friend, and we both need his help,―come."
"Be careful, Valentine," said Morrel, hesitating to comply with the young girl's wishes; "I now see my error I acted as a madman in coming in here. Are you sure you are more reasonable?"
"Yes," said Valentine; "and I have but one scruple, namely, that of leaving my dear grandmother's remains, which I have undertaken to watch."
"Valentine," said Morrel, "death is in itself sacred."
"Yes," said Valentine; "besides, it will not be for long."
She then crossed the corridor, and led the way down a narrow stair case to M. Noirtier's room; Morrel followed her on tiptoe; at the door they found the old servant.
"Barrois," said Valentine, "shut the door, and let no one come in." She passed first.
