by Alexander Dumas, The Count of Monte Cristo (unsourced…
“ Valentine groaned. "Oh, yes;" she said, "I saw, but I cannot believe!""Would you rather die, then, and cause Maximilian's death?""Oh," repeated the young girl, almost bewildered, "can I not leave the house? -- can I not escape?""Valentine, the hand which now threatens you will pursue you everywhere; your servants will be seduced with gold, and death will be offered to you disguised in every shape. You will find it in the water you drink from the spring, in the fruit you pluck from the tree." ”
