Chapter
1 8 | Bonacieux--" ~"You call yourself Bonacieux?" interrupted d'Artagnan. ~"
2 8 | said, then, by the word of Bonacieux. Pardon me for interrupting
3 8 | it be otherwise, my dear Bonacieux?" replied d'Artagnan; "trust
4 8 | about to say, by the word of Bonacieux, I have confidence in you." ~"
5 8 | rich then, my dear Monsieur Bonacieux?" ~"I am comfortably off,
6 9 | to my landlord, Monsieur Bonacieux, and ask him to send me
7 9 | about the fate of Madame Bonacieux. Woman was created for our
8 9 | lips. ~"It is not Madame Bonacieux about whom I am anxious,"
9 9 | that not true, Monsieur Bonacieux? Answer!" ~"That is the
10 9 | from the liberality of M. Bonacieux. ~"That will do me great
11 10| mousetrap. ~The apartment of M. Bonacieux, then, became a mousetrap;
12 10| framed thus: "Has Madame Bonacieux sent anything to you for
13 10| other person? Has Monsieur Bonacieux sent anything to you for
14 10| after the arrest of poor Bonacieux, as Athos had just left
15 10| I tell you I am Madame Bonacieux; I tell you I belong to
16 10| unfortunate woman. ~"Madame Bonacieux!" murmured d'Artagnan. "
17 10| rushed into the rooms of M. Bonacieux, the door of which doubtless
18 10| Then those who dwelt in Bonacieux's unfortunate house, together
19 10| being left alone with Mme. Bonacieux, d'Artagnan turned toward
20 10| Artagnan was examining Mme. Bonacieux, and was, as we have said,
21 10| placed in the pocket of Mme. Bonacieux the one he had just picked
22 10| up. ~At that moment Mme. Bonacieux recovered her senses. She
23 10| to him with a smile. Mme. Bonacieux had the sweetest smile in
24 10| me, and why is Monsieur Bonacieux not here?" ~"Madame, those
25 10| to your husband, Monsieur Bonacieux, he is not here because
26 10| the Bastille!" cried Mme. Bonacieux. "Oh, my God! What has he
27 10| does he suspect," said Mme. Bonacieux, with some embarrassment, "
28 10| does. Then my dear Monsieur Bonacieux has not suspected me a single
29 10| cried the affrighted Mme. Bonacieux; "let us fly! Let us save
30 10| you, I admit," said Mme. Bonacieux. "My intention was to inform
31 10| and that is that Monsieur Bonacieux is known at the Louvre,
32 10| password, would--" ~Mme. Bonacieux looked earnestly at the
33 10| stairs, and introduced Mme. Bonacieux into the little apartment
34 10| That is well," said Mme. Bonacieux. "Now, in my turn, let me
35 10| D'Artagnan bowed to Mme. Bonacieux, darting at her the most
36 10| Everything fell out as Mme. Bonacieux prophesied. On hearing the
37 10| informed him where Mme. Bonacieux was. Laporte assured himself,
38 11| He was thinking of Mme. Bonacieux. For an apprentice Musketeer
39 11| with so weak a man as M. Bonacieux; and interest was almost
40 11| friends. The pretty Mme. Bonacieux was just the woman to walk
41 11| of his friends. ~And M. Bonacieux? whom d'Artagnan had pushed
42 11| about pretty little Mme. Bonacieux, of whom his head, if not
43 11| found at the feet of Mme. Bonacieux, which had reminded him
44 11| already recognized Mme. Bonacieux. ~Mme. Bonacieux! The suspicion
45 11| recognized Mme. Bonacieux. ~Mme. Bonacieux! The suspicion that it was
46 11| probability was there that Mme. Bonacieux, who had sent for M. Laporte
47 11| satisfying himself whither Mme. Bonacieux was going; that was to follow
48 11| resound behind her, Mme. Bonacieux uttered a little cry and
49 11| protestations were nothing for Mme. Bonacieux, for such protestations
50 11| but the voice was all Mme. Bonacieux thought she recognized the
51 11| friends?" interrupted Mme. Bonacieux. ~"Without doubt; Aramis
52 11| secret." ~"My dear Madame Bonacieux, you are charming; but at
53 11| offered his arm to Mme. Bonacieux, who willingly took it,
54 11| heart?" ~"Yes," replied Mme. Bonacieux; "therefore, ask my own
55 11| only mine--C. B., Constance Bonacieux." ~"Or Camille de Bois-Tracy." ~"
56 11| brave young man," said Mme. Bonacieux, holding out her hand to
57 11| reason. ~"Well!" resumed Mme. Bonacieux, in a voice almost caressing,
58 11| begin again!" said Mme. Bonacieux, with a half-smile which
59 11| away, running, while Mme. Bonacieux knocked, as at the shutter,
60 11| his word not to watch Mme. Bonacieux, and if his life had depended
61 11| had the outline of Mme. Bonacieux; the man resembled Aramis
62 11| the woman was really Mme. Bonacieux and that the man was Aramis. ~
63 11| loved like a mistress. Mme. Bonacieux had declared to him, by
64 11| well." ~"Ah," said Mme. Bonacieux; in a tone of reproach, "
65 11| before the Musketeer and Mme. Bonacieux. ~The Musketeer advanced
66 11| heaven, my Lord!" cried Mme. Bonacieux, throwing herself between
67 11| of Buckingham," said Mme. Bonacieux, in an undertone; "and now
68 11| allowed the duke and Mme. Bonacieux to take twenty steps ahead,
69 12| Buckingham~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Mme. Bonacieux and the duke entered the
70 12| without difficulty. Mme. Bonacieux was known to belong to the
71 12| anything should happen, Mme. Bonacieux would be accused of having
72 12| This space passed, Mme. Bonacieux pushed a little servants'
73 12| themselves in darkness; but Mme. Bonacieux was acquainted with all
74 12| coming to this decision, Mme. Bonacieux, who was charged with going
75 12| the corridor he met Mme. Bonacieux, who waited for him, and
76 13| 13. Monsieur Bonacieux~ ~ ~ ~ ~ There was in
77 13| notice. This personage was M. Bonacieux, the respectable martyr
78 13| the order to conduct M. Bonacieux to the Chamber of Examination.
79 13| they did not do so with M. Bonacieux. ~Two guards attended the
80 13| shell. He began by asking M. Bonacieux his name, age, condition,
81 13| name was Jacques Michel Bonacieux, that he was fifty-one years
82 13| his hawk's eye upon poor Bonacieux, he bade him reflect upon
83 13| bottom the character of M. Bonacieux was one of profound selfishness
84 13| we have just enumerated. Bonacieux indeed reflected on what
85 13| why I am there," replied Bonacieux, "that is entirely impossible
86 13| Of high treason!" cried Bonacieux, terrified; "of high treason!
87 13| impossible." ~"Monsieur Bonacieux," said the commissary, looking
88 13| have abducted her? Ah!" ~Bonacieux inferred from this "Ah"
89 13| Come, answer freely." ~M. Bonacieux was in the greatest perplexity
90 13| That is to say," cried Bonacieux, who saw he had taken a
91 13| that I know him!" cried Bonacieux, in despair. "I told you,
92 13| indifference which penetrated poor Bonacieux with horror. ~"Alas, alas!"
93 13| an officer in waiting. ~Bonacieux could not close his eyes;
94 13| tell everything," cried Bonacieux, "at least, all that I know.
95 13| My wife escaped!" cried Bonacieux. "Oh, unfortunate creature!
96 13| I ask no better," cried Bonacieux; "I shall not be sorry to
97 13| Monsieur." ~"But," cried Bonacieux, "this is not Monsieur d'
98 13| least in the world," replied Bonacieux. ~"What is this gentleman'
99 13| Monsieur Commissary," cried Bonacieux, in his turn, "there is
100 13| somewhere. Your Monsieur Bonacieux is very tiresome." ~The
101 13| the same gesture Athos and Bonacieux, "Let them be guarded more
102 13| guards silently, while M. Bonacieux uttered lamentations enough
103 13| himself during the day. Bonacieux wept all day, like a true
104 13| guards. ~"Follow you!" cried Bonacieux, "follow you at this hour!
105 13| true Parisian as he was, Bonacieux could recognize every street
106 13| measure somewhat reassured Bonacieux. If they meant to execute
107 13| criminals were executed. Bonacieux had flattered himself in
108 13| This was more than poor Bonacieux could endure, depressed
109 14| opened; two guards received Bonacieux in their arms from the officer
110 14| prisoner. "Is your name Bonacieux?" said he. ~"Yes, Monsieur
111 14| the past. ~"Is this that Bonacieux?" asked he, after a moment
112 14| the ground, and retired. ~Bonacieux recognized in these papers
113 14| already, monseigneur," cried Bonacieux, giving his interrogator
114 14| husband, my dear Monsieur Bonacieux," said the cardinal. ~"He
115 14| your Eminence!" murmured Bonacieux, rolling his eyes round
116 14| entered. ~"It is he!" cried Bonacieux. ~"He! What he?" asked the
117 14| no, it is not he!" cried Bonacieux; "no, I was deceived. This
118 14| cardinal. ~The officer took Bonacieux by the arm, and led him
119 14| introduced personage followed Bonacieux impatiently with his eyes
120 14| said the cardinal. ~M. Bonacieux was introduced afresh, and
121 14| cardinal, sternly. ~"I," cried Bonacieux, "I deceive your Eminence!" ~"
122 14| Buckingham." ~"Yes," cried Bonacieux, recalling all his remembrances
123 14| monseigneur!" continued Bonacieux, throwing himself at his
124 14| over so vulgar a being as Bonacieux, did not the less enjoy
125 14| of the great man!" cried Bonacieux. "The great man has called
126 14| you, monseigneur!" said Bonacieux, hesitating to take the
127 14| Ah, my dear Monsieur Bonacieux, you are generous in this
128 14| with his hand, to which Bonacieux replied by bowing to the
129 14| manifestation of the feelings of M. Bonacieux; and then, when Bonacieux'
130 14| Bonacieux; and then, when Bonacieux's cries were no longer audible, "
131 14| asked the cardinal. ~"That Bonacieux." ~"I have done with him
132 15| examinations we have seen Bonacieux undergo. ~We were present
133 15| not know either M. or Mme. Bonacieux; that he had never spoken
134 16| his adventure with Mme. Bonacieux. Athos listened to him without
135 17| 17. Bonacieux At Home~ ~ ~ ~ ~ It was
136 17| appeared the pretty Mme. Bonacieux. She had been engaged in
137 17| Yes," continued Mme. Bonacieux, "yes, there are traitors
138 17| those studs," continued Mme. Bonacieux, "we must have them back
139 17| seal, and gave it to Mme. Bonacieux. ~"And now," said the queen, "
140 17| madame?" ~"Money." ~Mme. Bonacieux blushed. ~"Yes, that is
141 17| speaking so low that Mme. Bonacieux could hardly hear what she
142 17| cried Anne of Austria. ~Mme. Bonacieux kissed the hands of the
143 17| become the best friend of Bonacieux, and had persuaded him,
144 17| appeared rather long to M. Bonacieux; but he had, in the visit
145 17| was the more so because Bonacieux's reflections were all rose-colored.
146 17| him his friend, his dear Bonacieux, and never ceased telling
147 17| fortune. ~On her side Mme. Bonacieux had also reflected; but,
148 17| Married at eighteen to M. Bonacieux, having always lived among
149 17| above her position--Mme. Bonacieux had remained insensible
150 17| twenty-three years old, and Mme. Bonacieux had just attained that happy
151 17| preoccupation. Nevertheless, Bonacieux manifested real joy, and
152 17| wife with open arms. Madame Bonacieux presented her cheek to him. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "
153 17| said she. ~"How!" said Bonacieux, astonished. ~"Yes, I have
154 17| consequence just now," said Mme. Bonacieux. ~"And what does it concern,
155 17| your ease, madame," said Bonacieux, hurt at the little interest
156 17| much since I saw you, Madam Bonacieux, and I should not be astonished
157 17| at the same time." ~Mme. Bonacieux knew that in talking of
158 17| money to be gained?" said Bonacieux, protruding his lip. ~"Yes,
159 17| The cardinal?" cried Mme. Bonacieux. "Have you seen the cardinal?" ~"
160 17| the bottom of the heart." ~Bonacieux was repeating, word for
161 17| who save the state," said Bonacieux, emphatically. ~"And what
162 17| you talk of?" said Mme. Bonacieux, shrugging her shoulders. "
163 17| advantages." ~"Eh, eh!" said Bonacieux, slapping a plump, round
164 17| mistress." ~"Madame," replied Bonacieux, "your august mistress is
165 17| Madame," said Bonacieux, who had never seen his
166 17| creature!" continued Mme. Bonacieux, who saw she was regaining
167 17| him, "I restore my love." ~Bonacieux was cowardly and avaricious,
168 17| wife of twenty-three. Mme. Bonacieux saw that he hesitated. ~"
169 17| avoid them?" ~"Hold, Madame Bonacieux," said the mercer, "hold!
170 17| which you dread so much." ~Bonacieux fell into a profound reflection.
171 17| Eminence." ~At once Mme. Bonacieux saw that she had gone too
172 17| such as, like you, Monsieur Bonacieux, have conversed with the
173 17| replied the triumphant Bonacieux, "and I mistrust them." ~'
174 17| to do in London," replied Bonacieux, who remembered a little
175 17| herself, the more important Bonacieux thought the secret which
176 17| quitting you, my dear Madame Bonacieux," said he; "but, not knowing
177 17| whatever," replied Mme. Bonacieux. "I shall return very safely
178 17| As you please, Madame Bonacieux," said the ex-mercer. "Shall
179 17| then, then?" ~"Till then." ~Bonacieux kissed his wife's hand,
180 17| pace. ~"Well," said Mme. Bonacieux, when her husband had shut
181 17| her as spies! Ah, Monsieur Bonacieux, I never did love you much,
182 17| ceiling cried, "Dear Madame Bonacieux, open for me the little
183 18| conversation?" asked Mme. Bonacieux, eagerly, and looking at
184 18| of, and here I am. ~Mme. Bonacieux made no reply; but her heart
185 18| to confide it to Monsieur Bonacieux," said d'Artagnan, with
186 18| me to the proof." ~Mme. Bonacieux looked at the young man,
187 18| you will go!" said Mme. Bonacieux; "and your regiment, your
188 18| obstacle," murmured Mme. Bonacieux, sorrowfully. ~"As to that,"
189 18| Artagnan, seeing that Mme. Bonacieux hesitated to continue. ~"
190 18| smiling. ~"Then," replied Mme. Bonacieux, opening a cupboard and
191 18| cardinal's," replied Mme. Bonacieux. "You see it makes a very
192 18| charming young man," said Mme. Bonacieux. "Be assured you will not
193 18| Silence!" said Mme. Bonacieux, starting. ~"What!" ~"Someone
194 18| room." ~"Ah," said Mme. Bonacieux, "you speak that in a tone
195 18| that frightens me!" ~Mme. Bonacieux pronounced these words with
196 18| in the shutter they saw Bonacieux talking with a man in a
197 18| going to do?" cried Mme. Bonacieux; "you will ruin us all!" ~"
198 18| In my name," said Mme. Bonacieux, with great emotion, "in
199 18| window, and lent his ear. ~M. Bonacieux had opened his door, and
200 18| went out?" ~"No," replied Bonacieux, with a self-sufficient
201 18| will ask his servant." ~Bonacieux re-entered the house, passed
202 18| The moment the hand of Bonacieux sounded on the door, the
203 18| is nobody within," said Bonacieux. ~"Never mind. Let us return
204 18| my God!" whispered Mme. Bonacieux, "we shall hear no more." ~"
205 18| and made a sign to Mme. Bonacieux to stoop as he did toward
206 18| will answer for it," said Bonacieux. ~"And you think that your
207 18| The greatest, my dear Bonacieux; I don't conceal this from
208 18| traitor!" murmured Mme. Bonacieux. ~"Silence!" said d'Artagnan,
209 18| Be satisfied," replied Bonacieux; "my wife adores me, and
210 18| The ninny!" murmured Mme. Bonacieux. ~"Silence!" said d'Artagnan,
211 18| the Louvre; I ask for Mme. Bonacieux; I say that I have reflected;
212 18| Infamous!" said Mme. Bonacieux, addressing this epithet
213 18| reflections of d'Artagnan and Mme. Bonacieux. It was her husband, who
214 18| Oh, my God!" cried Mme. Bonacieux, "he will rouse the whole
215 18| rouse the whole quarter." ~Bonacieux called a long time; but
216 18| turn to get out," said Mme. Bonacieux. "Courage, my friend, but
217 18| sheath of a long sword. ~Mme. Bonacieux followed him with her eyes,
218 19| which he had followed Mme. Bonacieux. Still further, he had seldom
219 22| light and intelligent Mme. Bonacieux. ~On the evening before,
220 22| therefore followed Mme. Bonacieux moved by a double sentiment--
221 22| for a minute or two, Mme. Bonacieux opened the door of a closet,
222 22| was, was opened, and Mme. Bonacieux entered. ~"You at last?"
223 23| letter. It was from Mme. Bonacieux, and was expressed in these
224 23| Planchet, he went out. ~M. Bonacieux was at his door. D'Artagnan'
225 23| incarceration of the poor man. M. Bonacieux, who was ignorant that d'
226 23| finished said, "And Madame Bonacieux, do you know who carried
227 23| acquaintance." ~"Ah!" said Bonacieux, "they took good care not
228 23| But you," continued M. Bonacieux, in a tine of perfect good
229 23| right, my dear Monsieur Bonacieux, my friends and I have been
230 23| have you not?" replied M. Bonacieux, giving to his countenance
231 23| more the readily, my dear Bonacieux, as I see there is no concealing
232 23| passed over the brow of Bonacieux, but so slight that d'Artagnan
233 23| No; what I say," replied Bonacieux, "is only that I may know
234 23| come at all." ~This time Bonacieux became so pale that d'Artagnan
235 23| matter. ~"Nothing," replied Bonacieux, "nothing. Since my misfortunes
236 23| perhaps this evening Madame Bonacieux will visit the conjugal
237 23| conjugal domicile." ~"Madame Bonacieux is not at liberty this evening,"
238 23| yourself well!" replied Bonacieux, in a sepulchral tone. ~
239 23| of the appointment Mme. Bonacieux had made with him for that
240 23| in our landlord--Monsieur Bonacieux?" ~"I? Not the least in
241 23| of the street, Monsieur Bonacieux took his hat, shut his door,
242 23| will I have toward Monsieur Bonacieux, the more punctual I shall
243 24| besetting idea, "that Monsieur Bonacieux has something vicious in
244 24| devil makes you think of Bonacieux?" ~"Monsieur, we think of
245 24| friendly beams, the pretty Mme. Bonacieux expected him. ~Wrapped in
246 24| something had happened to Mme. Bonacieux. He clapped his hands three
247 24| nothing in common with Mme. Bonacieux; that the young woman had
248 24| instant doubt that it was Mme. Bonacieux whom the boatman had noticed. ~
249 24| read the billet of Mme. Bonacieux once again, and satisfy
250 24| hoped it could not be Mme. Bonacieux, and that he should find
251 25| the house, he perceived M. Bonacieux in morning costume, standing
252 25| then, to d'Artagnan that M. Bonacieux wore a mask, and likewise
253 25| done the day before, M. Bonacieux accosted him. ~"Well, young
254 25| anything of the kind, Monsieur Bonacieux," said the young man; "you
255 25| him, does it not, Monsieur Bonacieux?" ~Bonacieux became as pale
256 25| not, Monsieur Bonacieux?" ~Bonacieux became as pale as death,
257 25| ghastly smile. ~"Ah, ah!" said Bonacieux, "you are a jocular companion!
258 25| composed the escort, was Bonacieux himself. The husband had
259 25| countenance was so visible that Bonacieux was terrified at it, and
260 25| a little also, Monsieur Bonacieux? Oh, the devil! That's unpardonable
261 25| Oh, Lord! no," said Bonacieux, "but yesterday I went to
262 25| remove." ~The place named by Bonacieux as that which had been the
263 25| Artagnan had conceived. Bonacieux had named Mande because
264 25| his first consolation. If Bonacieux knew where his wife was,
265 25| Pardon, my dear Monsieur Bonacieux, if I don't stand upon ceremony,"
266 25| bed. It had not been used. Bonacieux had not been abed. He had
267 25| Thanks, Monsieur Bonacieux," said d'Artagnan, emptying
268 26| that young and pretty Mme. Bonacieux who was to have paid him
269 29| inquiries respecting Mme. Bonacieux, he could obtain no intelligence
270 30| as you were with Madame Bonacieux," said Athos, shrugging
271 30| she is once lost. Madame Bonacieux is lost; so much the worse
272 30| had said respecting Mme. Bonacieux recurred to the mind of
273 30| who had carried off Mme. Bonacieux the second time, as he had
274 31| reproach. ~"I loved Madame Bonacieux with my heart, while I only
275 33| what had become of Mme. Bonacieux; but the poor girl swore
276 34| the abduction of Madame Bonacieux." ~"Yes, I understand now:
277 38| the Rue des Fossoyeurs. Bonacieux was standing at the door,
278 38| this poor little Madame Bonacieux. Besides, Kitty will tell
279 39| rapidity of a vision--was Mme. Bonacieux. ~By an involuntary movement
280 39| to think. If it was Mme. Bonacieux and if she was returning
281 39| except Athos, knew Mme. Bonacieux. The opinion of Athos was
282 40| when the abduction of Mme. Bonacieux took place. D'Artagnan trembled;
283 41| could have loved was Mme. Bonacieux; and Mme. Bonacieux had
284 41| Mme. Bonacieux; and Mme. Bonacieux had disappeared, without
285 41| witness Chalais and Mme. Bonacieux. ~What he had clearly gained
286 41| prison in which poor Mme. Bonacieux was explaining her devotion,
287 41| became possible to find Mme. Bonacieux, and a convent was not impregnable. ~
288 42| Constance." ~"Madame Bonacieux! Ah, that's true!" said
289 44| little intrigante named Bonacieux." ~"She is in the prison
290 44| than this little Madame Bonacieux." ~"Who is that?" ~"Her
291 44| it was I who had Madame Bonacieux carried off, has sworn my
292 45| it was you had the Madame Bonacieux carried off; it was you
293 48| taken out of prison; Madame Bonacieux was released. To be decapitated?
294 52| over her mind against Mme. Bonacieux, against Buckingham, but
295 60| cause the danger which Mme. Bonacieux would run of meeting at
296 60| queen authority for Mme. Bonacieux to leave the convent, and
297 60| the order to withdraw Mme. Bonacieux from the convent of the
298 60| the very morning Madame Bonacieux was abducted. I have seen
299 61| you now. You are Madame Bonacieux!" ~The young woman drew
300 61| other circumstances Mme. Bonacieux would have fled in terror;
301 61| Speak, madame!" resumed Mme. Bonacieux, with an energy of which
302 61| believe you," said Mme. Bonacieux; "but why, then, did you
303 61| stretched out her arms to Mme. Bonacieux, who, convinced by what
304 61| equal to her hatred, Mme. Bonacieux would never have left that
305 61| have suffered," said Mme. Bonacieux, "since he has told you
306 61| And then," continued Mme. Bonacieux, "my punishment is drawing
307 61| returning the letter to Mme. Bonacieux, and letting her head sink
308 61| horse. ~"Oh!" cried Mme. Bonacieux, darting to the window, "
309 61| Alas, no!" said Mme. Bonacieux; "it is a man I don't know,
310 61| cardinal." ~"Hush!" said Mme. Bonacieux; "somebody is coming." ~
311 61| God, my God!" cried Mme. Bonacieux. "Can it be bad news?" ~"
312 61| The superior and Mme. Bonacieux retired. ~Milady remained
313 62| Artagnan?" ~"Yes; Madame Bonacieux, with whose retreat the
314 62| but a letter which Madame Bonacieux has received from Madame
315 62| that poor little Madame Bonacieux." ~"That's true. Now, will
316 62| Porthos an ass; Madame Bonacieux found again; to send you
317 63| scarcely departed when Mme. Bonacieux re-entered. She found Milady
318 63| seated herself close to Mme. Bonacieux. ~"Then," said she, "he
319 63| Your brother!" cried Mme. Bonacieux. ~"No one must know this
320 63| killed him." ~"Oh!" said Mme. Bonacieux, shuddering. ~"Remember,
321 63| this continues," said Mme. Bonacieux, raising her hands to her
322 63| and made a sign to Mme. Bonacieux to join her. The young woman
323 63| Dear lady," said Mme. Bonacieux, "pardon me for interrupting
324 63| be too much!" cried Mme. Bonacieux, "so much happiness is not
325 63| pressing was to get Mme. Bonacieux away, and convey her to
326 63| have said, to keep Mme. Bonacieux in her power. Mme. Bonacieux
327 63| Bonacieux in her power. Mme. Bonacieux was the very life of d'Artagnan.
328 63| point was settled; Mme. Bonacieux, without any suspicion,
329 63| calling her; it was Mme. Bonacieux's. The good abbess had naturally
330 63| chamber," said she to Mme. Bonacieux; "you have perhaps some
331 63| Great God!" said Mme. Bonacieux, placing her hand upon her
332 63| as had been agreed; Mme. Bonacieux was to get into the carriage
333 63| she was to take away Mme. Bonacieux. ~Mme. Bonacieux came in;
334 63| away Mme. Bonacieux. ~Mme. Bonacieux came in; and to remove all
335 63| wrong in fearing that Mme. Bonacieux would have any suspicion.
336 63| gone." ~"Yes," said Mme. Bonacieux, mechanically, "yes, let
337 63| take something." ~Mme. Bonacieux ate a few mouthfuls mechanically,
338 63| to the window, while Mme. Bonacieux, rising all in a tremble,
339 63| Oh, my God!" said Mme. Bonacieux, "what is that noise?" ~"
340 63| I will tell you." ~Mme. Bonacieux remained standing, mute,
341 63| God, my God," cried Mme. Bonacieux, "what is it?" ~"It is the
342 63| let us fly!" repeated Mme. Bonacieux, but without being able
343 63| will be too late!" ~Mme. Bonacieux tried to walk, made two
344 63| table, emptied into Mme. Bonacieux's glass the contents of
345 63| rushed out of the room. ~Mme. Bonacieux saw her go without being
346 63| gate. Every instant Mme. Bonacieux expected to see Milady,
347 63| rushed into the chamber. Mme. Bonacieux had sunk into an armchair,
348 63| in a broken voice. ~Mme. Bonacieux opened her eyes under the
349 63| I remember!" said Mme. Bonacieux, "the Comtesse de Winter." ~
350 63| the countenance of Mme. Bonacieux became livid; a fearful
351 63| d'Artagnan!" cried Mme. Bonacieux, "where art thou? Do not
352 63| the Piedmont regiment. ~M. Bonacieux lived on very quietly, wholly
353 63| anything in future. In fact, M. Bonacieux, having left his house at
354 63| Help, help!" murmured Mme. Bonacieux; "help!" ~Then, collecting
355 63| escaped from the mouth of Mme. Bonacieux, and dwelt for an instant
356 63| around him and saw Mme. Bonacieux dead, and d'Artagnan in
357 63| Athos, pointing to Mme. Bonacieux dead, and to d'Artagnan,
358 65| having poisoned Constance Bonacieux, who died yesterday evening." ~
359 67| related the poisoning of Mme. Bonacieux in the convent of the Carmelites
360 67| the Piedmont regiment. ~M. Bonacieux lived on very quietly, wholly
361 67| anything in future. In fact, M. Bonacieux, having left his house at
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