He will come here, Mr. Morrel. You’d better go, don’t you think, grandpa?
Is the old man said.
Barros Valentine shouted Barros.
Coming, miss, he replied
Barros will give you the door, Valentine said to Morel. Now remember that the military officer’s cabinet instructed my grandfather not to make any rash moves to affect our happiness.
I have promised him to wait, and Morrel replied, I will wait.
Then Barros came in.
Asked Valentine, who rang the bell.
Dr. Barros of Avrigny said that he faltered as if he were going to fall down.
What’s the matter? Barros Valentine said.
The old man didn’t answer, but looked at his master with dull eyes, and his convulsive hand clung to a piece of furniture to prevent himself from falling.
Gee, he’s going to fall, cried Morrel.
Barros’s body is shaking more and more, and his face is almost deformed, and his muscles are twitching assiduously, indicating that an extremely serious insanity is coming. Noirtier saw Barros become such a poor man, and his eyes showed all kinds of sadness and pity. Barros took a few steps closer to his master.
Ah, my god, my god, what’s wrong with me? He said I felt terrible. I couldn’t see anything. My mind was like a thousand rockets. Oh, don’t touch me. Don’t touch me.
At this time, his eyes have been violently protruding, his head is tilted back and the rest of his body is stiff.
Valentine gave a terrible cry and hugged her before Morrel, as if to protect her from some unpredictable danger. Mr. D ‘Avrigny, Mr. D ‘Avrigny, she cried in a choking voice, "Help! Help!"
Barros turned around and struggled for a few steps, then fell on Noirtier’s feet and put one hand on the cripple’s knee and shouted, My master, my good master.
At this moment, M. de Villefort came to the room because of the noise. Morrel almost fainted. Valentine retreated to the innermost corner of the room and hid behind a curtain. He looked pale as if he had suddenly seen a naked snake running in front of him. His stunned light was still staring at the unfortunate suffering.
Noirtier was so anxious and horrible that he hated himself that he didn’t help his hometown people at all. He never regarded Barros as a servant, but treated him as a friend. The veins on his forehead swelled violently, and the muscles around his eyes twitched violently. From these signs, it can be seen that the active brain paralyzed the body in a terrible struggle. Barros’s face twitched, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was lying on the ground with his hands beating on the floor. His legs became very stiff, not like he was bending, but like he was broken. He was breathing very hard around his mouth with a layer of light foam.
Villefort was stunned and stared at the scene in front of him for a while. He didn’t see Morrel. As he stared so dumb, his face gradually became white and his hair seemed to stand on end. After a while, he jumped to the door and shouted, doctor, doctor, come on.
Lady lady Valentine ran downstairs to call his stepmother and shouted to her, "Come on, get your sniffing bottle."
What happened? said Madame de Villefort in a tone of voice.
Oh, come on, come on
But where is the doctor? cried Villefort. Where is he?
Madame de Villefort walked upstairs at this time, holding a handkerchief in one hand as if to wipe her face, and a bottle of English smelling salt in the other. When she came into the room, she first glanced at Noirtier’s face. Although it was bound to arouse her emotions, she could still see that he was not in his usual health. She only glanced at the dying man with her second eye, and her eyes turned pale at once and returned to his master from the servant.
Look, Madame de Villefort said, Tell me where the doctor is. He was at your place just now. You see, it’s like a stroke. It can bleed him. Maybe he can save him.
Has he eaten anything recently? Madame de Villefort did not answer her husband’s question directly.
Madame Valentine replied that he didn’t even have breakfast. Grandfather sent him to do something. He ran too fast and came back for a glass of lemonade.
Ah, Madame de Villefort said why he didn’t drink wine. Lemonade is very bad for him.
Grandpa’s lemonade was beside him. Poor Barros was so thirsty that he would welcome anything to drink.
Madame de Villefort was taken aback, and Noirtier looked at her inquiringly. He was unlucky, she said
Ma ‘am, M. de Villefort said, I asked you where M. D. Avrigny is. Tell me quickly.
He’s at Edward’s, and Edward’s not too big. Mrs. Shuvillefort avoided answering this time.
Villefort went upstairs to call him.
Take this. Madame de Villefort said to give Valentine her sniffing bottle. They will definitely bleed him. I have to go, because I can’t see blood, so she followed her husband downstairs.
Morrel came from his hiding place, and the situation was very chaotic. He hid there without being seen.