The Count of Monte Cristo

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"Then, doubtless, dear M. Noirtier, you intend leaving your fortune
to your grandson, Edward de Villefort?" The winking of the eyes which
answered this speech was most decided and terrible, and expressed a
feeling almost amounting to hatred.

"No?" said the notary; "then, perhaps, it is to your son, M. de
Villefort?"

"No." The two notaries looked at each other in mute astonishment and
inquiry as to what were the real intentions of the testator. Villefort
and his wife both grew red, one from shame, the other from anger.

"What have we all done, then, dear grandpapa?" said Valentine; "you no
longer seem to love any of us?" The old man's eyes passed rapidly
from Villefort and his wife, and rested on Valentine with a look of
unutterable fondness. "Well," said she; "if you love me, grandpapa, try
and bring that love to bear upon your actions at this present moment.