At Madame de Villefort's suggestion, he immediately blinked multiple times, a complete refusal.
Annoyed, she bit her lip. "Then shall I send Valentine?"
The old man eagerly closed both eyes. Yes, that's exactly what he wanted.
The couple bowed and left, ordering that Valentine be sent to her grandfather. They felt sure she'd have her hands full calming the old man down.
Valentine, her face still flushed with emotion, entered moments after her parents left. One look told her that her grandfather was suffering and desperately wanted to tell her something.
"Dear Grandpapa!" she cried. "What happened? Did they upset you? Are you angry?"
The paralytic closed his eyes. Yes.
"Who made you angry? Was it Father?"
"No."
"Madame de Villefort?"
"No."
"Me?"
Yes.
"I made you angry?" Valentine gasped in shock.
Again, yes.
"But what did I do, dear Grandpapa?" Valentine cried. "I haven't seen you all day. Has someone been saying things about me?"
Yes, the eager look said.
