“Yes.”
“Do you wish the notary to be sent for immediately?”
“Yes.”
“Then they shall go for him directly, dear grandpapa. Is that all you want?”
“Yes.” Valentine rang the bell, and ordered the servant to tell Monsieur or Madame de Villefort that they were requested to come to M. Noirtier’s room.
“Are you satisfied now?” inquired Valentine.
“Yes.”
“I am sure you are; it is not very difficult to discover that.” And the young girl smiled on her grandfather, as if he had been a child. M. de Villefort entered, followed by Barrois.
“What do you want me for, sir?” demanded he of the paralytic.
“Sir,” said Valentine, “my grandfather wishes for a notary.” At this strange and unexpected demand M. de Villefort and his father exchanged looks.