"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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