"I see that you participate in a prevalent error," said Madame Danglars. "What is it?" said Monte Cristo. "That M. Danglars speculates, whereas he never does." "Truly, madame, I recollect M. Debray told me--apropos, what is become of him? I have seen nothing of him the last three or four days." "Nor I," said Madame Danglars; "but you began a sentence, sir, and did not finish." "Which?" "M. Debray had told you"-- "Ah, yes; he told me it was you who sacrificed to the demon of speculation."
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