Only three persons understood this language of the poor paralyzed old man: Villefort, Valentine, and the old servant whom we have just mentioned. But Villefort seldom came to see his father, and he never came to speak to him unless it was absolutely necessary, so that all the old man's happiness was concentrated on his granddaughter. Valentine, with her love, her patience, and her passion, had learned how to read Noirtier's eyes in the sensations of his mind. This silent language, which no one else could understand, she conveyed by all the tones of his voice, all the expressions of his face, and all the warmth of his soul, so that there could still be conversation between the young girl and the helpless cripple, whose body could hardly be called alive. But he is still a man of wide knowledge, clear vision and strong will. Although his body is stiff, his spirit can still control everything. Valentine solved this strange problem of language, and was easily able to understand his thoughts and convey her own ideas to him. In the ordinary tasks of daily life, seldom had she misunderstood the old man, she always, with her indefatigable zeal, satisfied the hopes of the brain that was still alive and able to think, and the needs of the body that was almost dead. As for the servant, who,30ml dropper bottle, as we have said, has been with his master for twenty-five years, he knows all his habits, and seldom needs Noirtier to ask for anything himself. Villefort was about to have an extraordinary conversation with his father. He needs neither Valentine nor the servant. As we have said, he understood the old man's language perfectly, and if he did not often use this understanding, it was because he did not care for his father or did not bother to contact him. 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He listens — just shows that he listens. "Sir," continued Villefort, "we intend to marry Valentine." Even if the old man's face was made of wax, it could not be so indifferent, and the news did not produce any traces of emotion on his face. The wedding will take place in three months. Said Villefort. Noirtier's eyes still retained that unresponsive expression. Madame de Villefort joined in the conversation, and added, "We thought you were very interested in this information, sir, as you have always been very fond of Valentine, and we have only to tell you the name of her young man.". This marriage of Valentine's was ideal. He had a good family fortune, a high social position, and a character that would guarantee her happiness in the future. And his name is probably not entirely unknown to you. The man of whom we are speaking is the Baron d'Epinay, M. Franz Quesnel. As his wife spoke, Villefort studied the old man's face. When Madame de Villefort pronounced the name of d'Epinay, the pupils of M. Noirtier's eyes began to dilate, and his eyelids quivered like the lips of a man about to speak, and he shot a lightning glance at Madame de Villefort and his son. The procureur, who was aware of the old political feud between M. Noirtier and old d'Epinay, was well aware of the irritation caused by this announcement, but he pretended not to feel it, and when his wife had finished, he went on. "Sir," said he, "you know that Valentine is nearly nineteen years old, and that a suitable match must be found for her as soon as possible. We have not forgotten you in our plans, and we have made it perfectly clear that Valentine's future husband consents, not to live in this house, which would probably be inconvenient for the young couple, but to have you live with them. You and Valentine have always lived together, so that you will not be separated from each other, so that your habits will not be destroyed, and you will have not only one but two children to take care of you. Noirtier's eyes were full of anger, and it was evident that some very painful thought was burning in the old man's mind. For the cry of grief and indignation had risen to his throat, but because he could not cry out, it almost suffocated him. His pupils and lips were purple. Villefort quietly opened one of the windows, and said, "The weather is very warm, and M. Noirtier is very hot." Then he went back to where he was, but he didn't sit down again. "This marriage," continued Madame de Villefort, "is very agreeable to M. Depinay and his family; besides, he has no near relations, except an uncle and an aunt, whose mother died while he was born, and whose father was assassinated in 1815. He was two years old at the time. So he can make up his own mind. 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