blind."
"And M. de Villefort?" asked the abbe.
"Oh, he never was a friend of mine, I did not know him, and I had
nothing to ask of him."
"Do you not know what became of him, and the share he had in Edmond's
misfortunes?"
"No; I only know that some time after Edmond's arrest, he married
Mademoiselle de Saint-Meran, and soon after left Marseilles; no doubt
he has been as lucky as the rest; no doubt he is as rich as Danglars,
as high in station as Fernand. I only, as you see, have remained poor,
wretched, and forgotten."
"You are mistaken, my friend," replied the abbe; "God may seem sometimes
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