The Count of Monte Cristo

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"Alas, madame," said the procureur with his imperturbable calmness of
manner, "I consider those alone misfortunes which are irreparable."

"And do you suppose this will be forgotten?"

"Everything will be forgotten, madame," said Villefort. "Your daughter
will be married to-morrow, if not to-day--in a week, if not to-morrow;
and I do not think you can regret the intended husband of your
daughter."

Madame Danglars gazed on Villefort, stupefied to find him so almost
insultingly calm. "Am I come to a friend?" she asked in a tone full of
mournful dignity. "You know that you are, madame," said Villefort, whose
pale cheeks became slightly flushed as he gave her the assurance. And
truly this assurance carried him back to different events from those now
occupying the baroness and him. "Well, then, be more affectionate, my
dear Villefort," said the baroness. "Speak to me not as a magistrate,