The Count of Monte Cristo

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You know me well enough to be quite sure that I have never thought
of your fortune; besides, they say I am already rich in right of my
mother--too rich, even. Explain yourself, then." Noirtier fixed his
intelligent eyes on Valentine's hand. "My hand?" said she.

"Yes."

"Her hand!" exclaimed every one.

"Oh, gentlemen, you see it is all useless, and that my father's mind is
really impaired," said Villefort.

"Ah," cried Valentine suddenly, "I understand. It is my marriage you
mean, is it not, dear grandpapa?"

"Yes, yes, yes," signed the paralytic, casting on Valentine a look of
joyful gratitude for having guessed his meaning.