The Count of Monte Cristo

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"What, even for me?" said the baroness, half jesting, half in earnest.
"For all, even for myself among the rest," replied Villefort.

"Ah," exclaimed the baroness, without expressing the ideas which the
exclamation betrayed. Villefort looked at her with that piercing glance
which reads the secrets of the heart. "Yes, I know what you mean," he
said; "you refer to the terrible rumors spread abroad in the world, that
the deaths which have kept me in mourning for the last three months, and
from which Valentine has only escaped by a miracle, have not happened by
natural means."

"I was not thinking of that," replied Madame Danglars quickly. "Yes, you
were thinking of it, and with justice. You could not help thinking of
it, and saying to yourself, 'you, who pursue crime so vindictively,
answer now, why are there unpunished crimes in your dwelling?'" The
baroness became pale. "You were saying this, were you not?"