"What became of him? He left town and was hired, on Monsieur Morrel's recommendation, who didn't know about his crime, as a cashier at a Spanish bank. During the war with Spain, he worked in the French army's supply department and made a fortune. Then he used that money to speculate in government bonds and tripled or quadrupled his capital.
First he married his banker's daughter, who died and left him a widower, then he married a second time, a widow, Madame de Nargonne, daughter of a high-ranking court official who's in great favor with the king. He's a millionaire now, and they've made him a baron. Now he's Baron Danglars, with a magnificent mansion on an expensive street, ten horses in his stables, six servants in his entrance hall, and who knows how many millions in his vault."
"Ah!" the priest said in a peculiar tone, "he is happy."
