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1501 48|           table. "Come, gentlemen," said he, "they are beating the
1502 48|             and a well- known voice said, "Monsieur, I have brought
1503 48|              Planchet, to be sure," said Athos, "what is there so
1504 48|         service." ~"Oh, no, never," said Planchet, "I will never
1505 48|        himself. ~"I have the note," said he to Athos and to his friends. ~"
1506 48|            friends. ~"That's well," said Athos, "let us go home and
1507 48|          Then, calling Planchet, he said, "Now, my lad, you may claim
1508 48|        every means to compress it," said Planchet. ~"Well!" cried
1509 48|           You are right, Planchet," said Athos; "besides, the tattoo
1510 48|           the others." ~"So be it," said d'Artagnan. "Go to bed,
1511 48|      sixteen days." ~"And me, too!" said d'Artagnan. ~"And me, too!"
1512 48|           Artagnan. ~"And me, too!" said Porthos. ~"And me, too!"
1513 48|            Porthos. ~"And me, too!" said Aramis. ~"Well, if you will
1514 48|            the truth, and me, too!" said Athos. ~     ~ ~ ~ ~
1515 49|            returned to the captain, said a few words to him, and
1516 49|           am not a foreigner, sir," said she, with an accent as pure
1517 49|         himself beside her. ~"Row!" said he to the sailors. ~The
1518 49|            the town." ~"Very well," said Milady; and she resolutely
1519 49|           longer in the city, sir," said she. ~The young officer
1520 49|          out. ~"Take care, madame," said the young man, coolly, "
1521 49|          and in a complaining voice said: "In the name of heaven,
1522 49|             then, I am a prisoner," said Milady, looking around her,
1523 49|        whistle. ~It might have been said that between this man and
1524 49|            person is here, madame," said the officer, leaving the
1525 49|             for his last orders, he said. "All is well, I thank you;
1526 50|              let us chat, brother," said she, with a kind of cheerfulness,
1527 50|             come to England again," said Lord de Winter, "in spite
1528 50|            To begin with, tell me," said she, "how have you watched
1529 50|        falsehood. ~"Ah, to see me?" said de Winter, cunningly. ~"
1530 50|            only heir, are you not?" said Lord de Winter in his turn,
1531 50|           not understand, my Lord," said she, in order to gain time
1532 50|          words?" ~"Oh, my God, no!" said Lord de Winter, with apparent
1533 50|      astonishing in all that I have said to you than in what you
1534 50|             of Milady. ~"You jest!" said she, in a hollow voice. ~"
1535 50|            wrists. ~"I insult you!" said Lord de Winter, with contempt. "
1536 50|          possible?" ~"Indeed, sir," said Milady, "you must be either
1537 50|         hilt of his sword. ~"Come!" said he. "I know you are accustomed
1538 50|             you." ~"You are right," said Milady. "You have all the
1539 50|        hastily. ~"Call Mr. Felton," said he. "Wait a minute longer,
1540 50|             Come in, my dear John," said Lord de Winter, "come in,
1541 50|            officer entered. ~"Now," said the baron, "look at this
1542 50|          your loyalty!" ~"My Lord," said the young officer, summoning
1543 51|           the cardinal, whatever he said, very well knew that the
1544 51|            cardinal was, as we have said, in very low spirits; and
1545 51|           speaking, you scoundrel!" said Athos, rising upon his elbow,
1546 51|             Musketeers keep guard," said he. "Are the English expected
1547 51|           guarded by your lackeys?" said the cardinal. "You look
1548 51|           Monseigneur, it is true," said Athos; "we do conspire,
1549 51|    monseigneur." ~"Ah, yes, I see," said the cardinal; "we must be
1550 51|            orders." ~"Monseigneur," said Athos, with a calmness the
1551 51|             a smile. ~"Well, well!" said he, "you are brave young
1552 51|             up the letter, Aramis?" said d'Artagnan. ~"I," said Aramis,
1553 51|              said d'Artagnan. ~"I," said Aramis, in his most flutelike
1554 51|                I expected as much," said Athos; "and that was why
1555 51|                 How, in the wrong?" said Athos. "Whose, then, is
1556 51|          all very sensible, Athos," said d'Artagnan. ~"In that case,
1557 51|           only read a line or two," said d'Artagnan; "read the letter
1558 51|        commencement." ~"Willingly," said Aramis. ~"My dear Cousin,
1559 51|             I not owe you, Aramis?" said d'Artagnan. "Dear Constance!
1560 51|           long, it is to be hoped," said Porthos; "for they have
1561 51|            another." ~"Poor fools!" said Athos, emptying a glass
1562 51|          into your pocket!" ~"Yes," said d'Artagnan, "Athos is right,
1563 51|        ashes?" ~"He must have one," said Athos. ~"What will you do
1564 51|                Come here, Grimaud," said Athos. Grimaud rose and
1565 51|           Bravo, Monsieur Grimaud!" said Athos; "and now take this.
1566 51|             expressive. ~"And now," said Athos, "unless Monsieur
1567 52|             She had heard something said about supper. She had already
1568 52|            Place that table there," said a voice which the prisoner
1569 52|       turned toward her. ~"Ah, ah!" said he, "she is asleep; that'
1570 52|                But, my lieutenant," said a soldier, less stoical
1571 52|       asleep." ~"What, not asleep!" said Felton; "what is she doing,
1572 52|         breathe." ~"You are right," said Felton, after having looked
1573 52|          you are awake, madame," he said; "then I have nothing more
1574 52|          God! how I have suffered!" said Milady, in that harmonious
1575 52|         madame, three times a day," said he. "In the morning at nine
1576 52|             what is going on here?" said he, in a jeering voice,
1577 52|             I thought so, my lord," said Felton; "but as the prisoner
1578 52|           You were right, my Lord," said Felton, with a tone of profound
1579 52|            you," Lord de Winter had said to Felton. ~Felton, then,
1580 52|             her sleeping might have said she was a young girl dreaming
1581 53|           time. ~"I am in a fever," said she; "I have not slept a
1582 53|           have a physician called?" said the woman. ~Felton listened
1583 53|             and fetch a physician?" said she. "What could be the
1584 53|             for a doctor." ~"Then," said Felton, who became impatient, "
1585 53|          and fetch Lord de Winter," said Felton, tired of these eternal
1586 53|              if you really suffer," said Felton, "a physician shall
1587 53|             malady should be over," said she; "let me rise, and obtain
1588 53|          Felton approached her, and said, "Lord de Winter, who is
1589 53|           itself to her lips: ~"I?" said she, with an accent of disdain
1590 53|          advantages. ~"It appears," said the baron, seating himself
1591 53|     provokes his judge. ~"My word," said de Winter, rising, "I think
1592 53|            aright. ~"Yes, go, go,!" said she to her brother; "the
1593 53|             and with such a voice?" said he. ~"Your pardon, sir,"
1594 53|            he. ~"Your pardon, sir," said Milady, with mildness. "
1595 53|          before heard. ~"Yes, yes," said he; "you disturb, you agitate
1596 53|            I will be silent, then," said Milady, casting down her
1597 53|          manner. ~"No, no, madame," said Felton, "only do not sing
1598 53|            done right, Lieutenant," said the soldier. "Such songs
1599 54|            as it opened. ~"Ah, ah!" said Lord de Winter, "after having
1600 54|        toward heaven, "Lord, Lord," said she, with an angelic meekness
1601 54|            pray. ~"My God, my God!" said she, "thou knowest in what
1602 54|            those who pray, madame," said Felton, seriously; "do not
1603 54|           know I was praying, sir?" said Milady, in a voice broken
1604 54|         feet of God!" ~"Guilty? I?" said Milady, with a smile which
1605 54|             to the master, madame," said Felton; "happily I am neither
1606 54|            understand you, madame," said Felton. ~"Or, rather, who
1607 54|            which Lord de Winter has said to me before you, he has
1608 54|          You are deceived, madame," said Felton, blushing; "Lord
1609 54|             such a crime." ~"Good," said Milady to herself; "without
1610 54|             is stretched over him," said Felton; "he will not escape
1611 54|         length he interrogates me!" said Milady to herself, at the
1612 54|       toward him. "Oh, not a word," said she in a concentrated voice, "
1613 54|             word of all that I have said to you to this man, or I
1614 54|            of the apartment. ~"Ah!" said Milady, listening in her
1615 54|             If he tells the baron," said she, "I am lost--for the
1616 54|         more beautiful. ~"Oh, yes," said she, smiling, "but we won'
1617 54|     accompanied the supper. ~"Sir," said Milady, "is your presence
1618 54|           me?" ~"How, dear sister!" said Lord de Winter. "Did not
1619 54|        unfolded it slowly. ~"Here," said he, "I want to show you
1620 54|            conceal it. ~"Yes, yes," said Lord de Winter, who perceived
1621 54|           Felton has not told him," said Milady to herself. "Nothing
1622 54|            Nevertheless, as we have said, one circumstance reassured
1623 54|       before her door. ~"It is he," said she. And she began the same
1624 55|           coldly. ~"That? Nothing," said Milady, smiling with that
1625 55|                Do not question me," said the prisoner; "you know
1626 55|             to lie." ~"Well, then," said Felton, " I will tell you
1627 55|            let me act as I please," said Milady, elated. "Every soldier
1628 55|         have I, then, done to you," said Felton, much agitated, "
1629 55|          that is all." ~"Yes, yes!" said Felton, "I doubted, but
1630 55|             hear not." ~"Yes, yes!" said Felton, passing his hands
1631 55|           the inspired fanatic, she said: "But no, it is not for
1632 55|            voluptuousness. ~"Alas!" said Felton, "I can do but one
1633 55|               To me, to a brother?" said Felton. ~Milady looked at
1634 55|           his hands. ~"Well, then," said Milady, "I confide in my
1635 55|            a very long time, John," said he. "Has this woman been
1636 55|            prisoner should escape!" said she. "Well, ask your worthy
1637 55|             You demanded a favor,?" said the baron, suspiciously. ~"
1638 55|            is desirous of cutting," said de Winter, in an ironical,
1639 55|             hand. ~"You are right," said she, "I have often thought
1640 55|           Mistrust yourself, John," said he. "I have placed reliance
1641 55|           he was gone out. ~"Well," said the prisoner, when the door
1642 55|          What do you want with me?" said she. ~"Listen," replied
1643 55|            Felton, no, my brother," said she; "the sacrifice is too
1644 55|                I will not promise," said Milady, "for no one has
1645 55|             must keep it." ~"Well," said Felton, "only promise till
1646 55|        weapon you desire." ~"Well," said Milady, "for you I will
1647 55|            you satisfied?" ~"Well," said Felton, "till tonight." ~
1648 55|             to know Him. ~"My God," said she, "what a senseless fanatic!
1649 56|             aimless wrath. ~"Well," said the baron, on leaving her "
1650 56|           all attention. ~"Listen," said the young man to the sentinel. "
1651 56|                    Yes, I know it," said the soldier. ~"I recommend
1652 56|                Zounds, Lieutenant!" said he; "you are not unlucky
1653 56|          speak. ~"If I call, come," said he. "If anyone comes, call
1654 56|                I will, Lieutenant," said the soldier. ~Felton entered
1655 56|             arose. ~"You are here!" said she. ~"I promised to come,"
1656 56|                I promised to come," said Felton, "and I have come." ~"
1657 56|             else." ~"What, my God!" said the young man, who in spite
1658 56|           no more of that, madame," said Felton. "There is no situation,
1659 56|            Ah, you have reflected!" said the prisoner, sitting down
1660 56|          Felton. ~"You may retire," said Milady. "I will not talk." ~"
1661 56|                 Here is the knife," said Felton, drawing from his
1662 56|         prisoner. ~"Let me see it," said Milady. ~"For what purpose?" ~"
1663 56|             of her finger. ~"Well," said she, returning the knife
1664 56|            of satisfaction. ~"Now," said she, "listen to me." ~The
1665 56|             devour them. ~"Felton," said Milady, with a solemnity
1666 56|          over her lips. ~"Finally," said Felton, "finally, what did
1667 56|         Then, when he thought I had said all, he advanced toward
1668 56|                Take one step more," said I, "and in addition to my
1669 56|             paused. ~"'Your death?' said he; 'oh, no, you are too
1670 56|        someone approached me; it is said that the doomed wretch in
1671 56|               cried Felton. ~"Yes," said Milady. "The idea was not
1672 56|                Continue, continue!" said Felton; "I am eager to see
1673 56|          horror--" ~"Go on! go on!" said Felton; "you see plainly
1674 56|              my God! who could have said so the evening before? I
1675 56|           my bed." ~"Haste! haste!" said Felton; "do you not see
1676 56|         should kill me. ~"'Beware!' said I, 'for my liberty is your
1677 56|        shall not leave this place,' said he. ~"'Very well,' cried
1678 56|             with hunger.' ~"'Come,' said the wretch, 'is not peace
1679 56|            I will sign it.' ~"'Ah!' said my enemy, in a jeering tone, '
1680 56|           up on one hand. ~"'Well,' said a voice which vibrated in
1681 56|            human race!' ~"'Beware!' said the voice, in a threatening
1682 56|           to the death. ~"'Listen!' said he. 'I give you the rest
1683 56|       replied he. ~"'Oh, leave me!' said I. 'Begone, if you do not
1684 57|        curse of humanity. ~"'Well,' said he to me, 'have you made
1685 57|      requested of you?' ~"'You have said Puritans have but one word.
1686 57|              You are a prostitute,' said he, in a voice of thunder, '
1687 57|     accompanied him, 'Executioner,' said he, 'do your duty.'" ~"Oh,
1688 57|           uttered a groan. ~"Here," said Milady, rising with the
1689 57|          them the more ardently, he said, "Ah, now! I have only one
1690 57|       guilty?" ~"The truly guilty," said Milady, "is the ravager
1691 57|          him who abandons himself," said Milady. ~"But he will draw
1692 57|           reserved for the damned!" said Felton, with increasing
1693 57|           him and spare him." ~"I," said Felton, "I do not fear him,
1694 57|     Buckingham in every respect. He said nothing; he only girded
1695 57|     Buckingham Palace. ~"Yes, yes," said Felton; "I understand how
1696 57|      husband returned. ~"'Hear me,' said he; 'this man has gone,
1697 57|               cried Felton. ~"Yes," said Milady, "Lord de Winter;
1698 57|            at Portsmouth." ~"Well?" said Felton. ~"Well; Buckingham
1699 57|       palpitating bosom. ~"No, no," said he. "No, you shall live
1700 57|      divinity. ~"Oh, death, death!" said she, lowering her voice
1701 57|             away from her. ~"Hark," said she, "we have been overheard!
1702 57|          over! We are lost!" ~"No," said Felton; it is only the sentinel
1703 57|            I heard anyone cry out," said the soldier; "but you forgot
1704 57|      without understanding what you said. I tried to open the door,
1705 57|        sergeant." ~"And here I am," said the sergeant. ~Felton, quite
1706 57|        stood in the doorway. ~"Ah," said he, "here we are, at the
1707 57|             knife. ~"See, my Lord," said he, in a deep, gloomy tone, "
1708 57|                Be at ease, Felton," said Lord de Winter. "She is
1709 58|        passing in her mind. ~"Ay,!" said he, "I see; but you shall
1710 58|          she. "I am saved." ~"Yes," said Felton; "but silence, silence!
1711 58|           has made them senseless," said Felton. ~"But what must
1712 58|      chartering a vessel." ~"Here!" said Milady, placing a bag full
1713 58|           foot of the wall. ~"Now," said he, "will you come?" ~"I
1714 58|            her. ~"I expected this," said Felton. ~"It's nothing,
1715 58|             nothing, it's nothing!" said Milady. "I will descend
1716 58|         Have you confidence in me?" said Felton. ~"You ask that?" ~"
1717 58|           asked Milady. ~"Silence," said Felton, "I hear footsteps." ~"
1718 58|             several seconds. ~"No," said Felton, "it is nothing." ~"
1719 58|             soon died away. ~"Now," said Felton, "we are safe." ~
1720 58|             shell. ~"To the sloop," said Felton, "and row quickly." ~
1721 58|            her eyes. ~"Where am I?" said she. ~"Saved!" replied the
1722 58|       wrists were bruised. ~"Alas!" said Felton, looking at those
1723 58|          something. ~"It is there," said Felton, touching the bag
1724 58|          orders of Lord de Winter," said Felton, with a gloomy smile. ~"
1725 58|            on the deck. ~"Captain," said Felton, "this is person
1726 58|           For a thousand pistoles," said the captain. ~"I have paid
1727 58|           them." ~"That's correct," said the captain. ~"And here
1728 58|             the bag of gold. ~"No," said the captain, "I make but
1729 58|            s Jack Butler." ~"Well," said Milady, "if you keep your
1730 58|            Ladyship!" ~"Meanwhile," said Felton, "convey me to the
1731 59|         which he was the bearer, he said, "A pressing message from
1732 59|       Felton, from Lord de Winter," said Patrick. ~"From Lord de
1733 59|       castle." ~"Yes, I know that," said Buckingham; "he has a prisoner." ~"
1734 59|                 Leave us, Patrick," said Buckingham; "but remain
1735 59|          out. ~"We are alone, sir," said Buckingham; "speak!" ~"My
1736 59|    Buckingham; "speak!" ~"My Lord," said Felton, "the Baron de Winter
1737 59|            Lord." ~"Give it to me," said the duke. ~And taking it
1738 59|             it. ~"Pardon, my Lord," said Felton, stopping the duke; "
1739 59|            the same?" ~"Doubtless," said Buckingham, "and rather
1740 59|            Reply to them, my Lord," said Felton; "the circumstances
1741 59|       softened. ~"Without remorse," said he. "The baron knows, as
1742 59|          sign that order, my Lord!" said Felton, making a step toward
1743 59|             sending her to Tyburn," said Buckingham. "This lady is
1744 59|           mad, to talk to me thus?" said Buckingham. ~"My Lord, excuse
1745 59|             crimes." ~"Mr. Felton," said Buckingham, "you will withdraw,
1746 59|            you." ~"You will exact!" said Buckingham, looking at Felton
1747 59|             humbly of you, my Lord" said he; "sign the order for
1748 59|      dishonored." ~"Withdraw, sir," said Buckingham, "or I will call
1749 59|                You shall not call," said Felton, throwing himself
1750 59|    liberation of Milady de Winter," said Felton, holding out paper
1751 59|       chamber, in which, as we have said, the deputies from La Rochelle
1752 59|         upon the wound. ~"Laporte," said the duke, in a dying voice, "
1753 59|            the top step, as we have said, had encountered Felton. ~
1754 59|           all hearts. ~"Gentlemen," said he, "leave me along with
1755 59|          wrong, my dear de Winter," said Buckingham, holding out
1756 59|             has she written to me?" said Buckingham, feebly, streaming
1757 59|            letter." ~"Oh, my Lord!" said Laporte. ~"Obey, Laporte,
1758 59|           out the writing. ~"Read!" said he, "read! I cannot see.
1759 59|             of which it is publicly said religion is the ostensible
1760 59|            still loved you." ~"Ah," said Buckingham, "God be praised!
1761 59|             into tears. ~"Patrick," said the due, "bring me the casket
1762 59|           obeyed. ~"Here, Laporte," said Buckingham, "these are the
1763 59|            add to them this knife," said the duke, pressing the hand
1764 59|             fall, "All is useless," said he, "he is dead." ~"Dead,
1765 59|           of the palace. ~"Wretch!" said he to the young man, who
1766 59|             I have avenged myself!" said he. ~"Avenged yourself,"
1767 59|            he. ~"Avenged yourself," said the baron. "Rather say that
1768 59|           One last favor, my Lord!" said he to the baron. ~"What?"
1769 59|         wants ten minutes to nine," said he. ~Milady had hastened
1770 59|              God has so willed it!" said he, with the resignation
1771 59|          the first, miserable man!" said Lord de Winter to Felton,
1772 60|           if a single word more was said to him about it, he would
1773 60|         twenty-fifth. ~"Good Lord!" said d'Artagnan, who, as we have
1774 60|     Artagnan, who, as we have often said, never stumbled at anything. "
1775 60|           is the matter, monsieur?" said Planchet. "Oh, come, gentlemen,
1776 60|           his cloak." ~"The devil!" said Athos, musingly. ~"To saddle,
1777 60|            him!" ~"My dear friend," said Aramis, "remember that he
1778 60|           monsieur, eh!" ~"Friend," said d'Artagnan, "a half-pistole
1779 60|              Nothing but one word!" said d'Artagnan. ~"Yes," said
1780 60|            said d'Artagnan. ~"Yes," said Aramis, "but that one word
1781 60|         Athos. ~"Come on, come on!" said d'Artagnan; "let us keep
1782 61|         ignorant of these matters," said the abbess, at length; "
1783 61|              One of your boarders?" said Milady; "oh, my God! Poor
1784 61|           the appearance." ~"Good!" said Milady to herself; "who
1785 61|            perfect candor. ~"Alas," said Milady, "I know it is so.
1786 61|              I know it is so. It is said that we must not trust to
1787 61|             be tempted to believe," said the abbess, "that this young
1788 61|           pursues not only crimes," said she: "there are certain
1789 61|            to express my surprise," said the abbess. ~"At what?"
1790 61|             the abbess. ~"At what?" said Milady, with the utmost
1791 61|      astonishing in that language?" said Milady, smiling. ~"You are
1792 61|       because I am not his friend," said she, sighing, "but his victim!" ~"
1793 61|           some love affair." ~"Ah," said Milady, with a sigh, "if
1794 61|      altogether wretched." ~"Then," said the abbess, looking at Milady
1795 61|         poor victim?" ~"Alas, yes," said Milady. ~The abbess looked
1796 61|           enemy of our holy faith?" said she, hesitatingly. ~"Who--
1797 61|         Catholic!" ~"Then, madame," said the abbess, smiling, "be
1798 61|       Milady. ~"Why, this evening," said the abbess; "today even.
1799 61|        stopped her. ~"How, madame," said she, "I have scarcely seen
1800 61|             are fatigued." ~"Well," said Milady, "what can those
1801 61|              How unfortunate I am!" said she; "I have been here six
1802 61|                At least I hope so," said the novice, with an expression
1803 61|            wicked priest." ~"Hush!" said Milady; "let us not, even
1804 61|    misfortunes arise from my having said nearly what you have said
1805 61|           said nearly what you have said before a woman whom I thought
1806 61|             of a treachery?" ~"No," said the novice, "but of my devotion--
1807 61|            persecuted." ~"Hear me," said the novice; "we must trust
1808 61|   themselves for you." ~"Oh, when I said I was alone," said Milady,
1809 61|           when I said I was alone," said Milady, hoping to make the
1810 61|         kind remembrance." ~"Alas!" said Milady, "I believe so; the
1811 61|             visited him?" ~"Often!" said Milady, who, having entered
1812 61|           are my friends." ~"Well!" said Milady, embarrassed, " I
1813 61|         seeing that she paused, she said, "Don't you know a gentleman
1814 61|             the poor woman, "have I said anything that has wounded
1815 61|           Milady's countenance, she said, "Pardon me, madame; you
1816 61|            You deceive me, madame," said the novice; "you have been
1817 61|          Milady, in her turn. ~"I?" said the novice. ~"Yes, you!
1818 61|       Milady. ~"Well, yes, madame," said the novice, "Are we rivals?" ~
1819 61|                     I believe you," said Mme. Bonacieux; "but why,
1820 61|             Do you not understand?" said Milady, who had already
1821 61|      convinced by what she had just said, saw nothing in this woman
1822 61|              good little creature!" said Milady. "How delighted I
1823 61|         know what I have suffered," said Mme. Bonacieux, "since he
1824 61|          you!" ~"Well, read, then!" said the unhappy young woman,
1825 61|            of Madame de Chevreuse!" said Milady to herself. "Ah,
1826 61|             has given. ~"Yes, yes," said Milady; "the letter is precise.
1827 61|          Yes, that's it, no doubt!" said Milady, returning the letter
1828 61|            eyes fixed. ~"Alas, no!" said Mme. Bonacieux; "it is a
1829 61|             are sure it is not he?" said she. ~"Yes, yes, very sure!" ~"
1830 61|             the cardinal." ~"Hush!" said Mme. Bonacieux; "somebody
1831 62|           assassinated him." ~"Ah," said Rochefort, with a smile; "
1832 62|       unacquainted." ~"Well, well," said Rochefort, "here is a chance
1833 62|          friend." ~"Upon my honor," said Rochefort, "it takes you,
1834 62|             well I can, Chevalier," said Milady, "for do you know
1835 62|       escape his Eminence?" ~"Bah!" said Milady, with a smile that
1836 62|             who knows? Never mind," said Milady, writing the name
1837 62|        compromise myself." ~"Well," said Rochefort, taking the paper
1838 63|       smiling countenance. ~"Well," said the young woman, "what you
1839 63|          and sit down close to me," said Milady. ~"Here I am." ~"
1840 63|            Mme. Bonacieux. ~"Then," said she, "he has well played
1841 63|             was not--" ~"That man," said Milady, lowering her voice, "
1842 63|         brother killed him." ~"Oh!" said Mme. Bonacieux, shuddering. ~"
1843 63|           feel, if this continues," said Mme. Bonacieux, raising
1844 63|         Milady. ~"The good George!" said she, closing the window
1845 63|             personal. ~"Dear lady," said Mme. Bonacieux, "pardon
1846 63|                In the first place," said Milady, "it is possible
1847 63|          her, then, was, as we have said, to keep Mme. Bonacieux
1848 63|              Do you hear anything?" said she. ~"Yes, the rolling
1849 63|                Go to your chamber," said she to Mme. Bonacieux; "
1850 63|                I have his letters," said she. ~"Well, go and fetch
1851 63|         strength up." ~"Great God!" said Mme. Bonacieux, placing
1852 63|            foot. As we have already said, Milady was admirably acquainted
1853 63|            of her life. ~"You see," said she, when the lackey had
1854 63|            let us be gone." ~"Yes," said Mme. Bonacieux, mechanically, "
1855 63|          wing of a chicken. ~"See," said she, "if everything does
1856 63|            her lips. ~"Come, come!" said Milady, lifting hers to
1857 63|         draw nearer. ~"Oh, my God!" said Mme. Bonacieux, "what is
1858 63|            friends or our enemies," said Milady, with her terrible
1859 63|         glass with a firm hand, she said, "Drink. This wine will
1860 63|           wished to avenge myself," said Milady, replacing the glass
1861 63|         most horrible doubt. ~"Oh!' said Athos, "oh, no, it is impossible!
1862 63|             thank thee!" ~"Madame!" said Athos, "madame, in the name
1863 63|           this?" ~"Mine, monsieur," said the young woman, in a dying
1864 63|            SHE?" ~"Oh, I remember!" said Mme. Bonacieux, "the Comtesse
1865 63|              I believe everything," said Athos biting his lips till
1866 63|      monsieur?" ~"When you please," said d'Artagnan. ~"An opportunity
1867 63|          replied Rochefort. ~"Hey?" said the cardinal, opening the
1868 63|       beginning to grow impatient," said Athos. ~"Here I am, my friends,"
1869 63|         commission from his pocket, said, "Here, my dear Athos, this
1870 63|       expressive smiles. ~"Friend," said he, "for Athos this is too
1871 63|            fit me?" ~"Wonderfully," said d'Artagnan; but I come to
1872 63|    interview with the cardinal, and said, taking the commission from
1873 63|           of the young man. ~"Yes," said he, "yes, that would flatter
1874 63|    interview with the cardinal, and said, for the third time drawing
1875 63|                 Alas, dear friend!" said Aramis, "our late adventures
1876 63|         light of his lamp. ~"Well," said he, "they likewise have
1877 63|         then have no more friends," said the young man. "Alas! nothing
1878 63|      probably kill you the fourth," said he to him, holding out his
1879 63|         Call for help!" ~"Useless!" said Athos, "useless! For the
1880 63|                I was not deceived," said he; "here is Monsieur d'
1881 63|               Be welcome, my Lord," said he, "you are one of us." ~"
1882 63|         after her from Portsmouth," said Lord de Winter. "I arrived
1883 63|      arrived too late." ~"You see!" said Athos, pointing to Mme.
1884 63|        indeed, so much the better!" said Lord de Winter. ~At that
1885 63|         burst into violent sobs, he said to him with his noble and
1886 63|             of five men. ~"Madame," said Athos, passing his arm under
1887 63|          and sobbed aloud. ~"Weep," said Athos, "weep, heart full
1888 63|           inn they came to. ~"But," said d'Artagnan, "shall we not
1889 63|       pursue that woman?" ~"Later," said Athos. "I have measures
1890 63|            be accountable for her," said Athos. ~D'Artagnan had so
1891 63|        Artagnan. ~"Now, gentlemen," said Athos, when he had ascertained
1892 63|               It appears, however," said Lord de Winter, "if there
1893 63|          sister-in-law." ~"And me," said Athos, "--she is my wife!" ~
1894 63|           retire to your chambers," said Athos, "and leave me to
1895 63|            the village of--" ~"Ah," said d'Artagnan, "I comprehend!
1896 63|            hand." ~"You see, then," said Athos, "there is a god in
1897 65|               Silence, d'Artagnan!" said Athos. I have charged myself
1898 65|             sign yes. ~"Gentlemen," said Athos, "she is alone within
1899 65|             river." ~"That's well," said d'Artagnan. "lead us, Grimaud." ~
1900 65|            lighted. ~"Here we are!" said Athos. ~At this moment a
1901 65|            window. ~"She is there," said he. ~"And Bazin?" asked
1902 65|         guarded the door." ~"Good!" said Athos. "You are good and
1903 65|           that weapon, d'Artagnan!" said he; "this woman must be
1904 65|        screamed Milady. ~"We want," said Athos, "Charlotte Backson,
1905 65|           according to your crime," said Athos; "you shall be free
1906 65|         Before God and before men," said he, "I accuse this woman
1907 65|           We bear witness to this," said the two Musketeers, with
1908 65|           We bear witness to this," said Porthos and Aramis, in the
1909 65|                Your turn, my Lord," said Athos. ~The baron came forward. ~"
1910 65|         Before God and before men," said he, "I accuse this woman
1911 65|             with one voice. ~"Yes," said the baron, "assassinated.
1912 65|         mortal vertigo. ~"My turn," said Athos, himself trembling
1913 65|          her left shoulder." ~"Oh," said Milady, raising herself, "
1914 65|           executed it." ~"Silence!" said a hollow voice. "It is for
1915 65|           scene. ~"Ask that woman," said the man in the red cloak, "
1916 65|            Lille, as this woman has said. I was obliged to brand
1917 65|           which the executioner had said. ~"Then," resumed he, "mad,
1918 65|               Monsieur d'Artagnan," said Athos, "what is the penalty
1919 65|            Fere, Milady de Winter," said he, "your crimes have wearied
1920 66|              Change these lackeys," said he; "she has spoken to them.
1921 66|               You are not a woman," said Athos, coldly and sternly. "
1922 66|              Ah, you virtuous men!" said Milady; "please to remember
1923 66|          that account an assassin," said the man in the red cloak,
1924 66|              I offered you Tyburn," said Lord de Winter. "Why did
1925 66|       madame, and yet she is dead," said d'Artagnan. ~"I will enter
1926 66|     cloister; I will become a nun," said Milady. ~"You were in a
1927 66|            You were in a cloister," said the executioner, "and you
1928 66|          this frightful spectacle!" said he. "I cannot consent that
1929 66|          step farther, d'Artagnan," said he, "we shall cross swords
1930 66|            Willingly, monseigneur," said the executioner; "for as
1931 66|            Milady. ~"I pardon you," said he, "the ill you have done
1932 66|          his turn. ~"I pardon you," said he, "for the poisoning of
1933 66|            Die in peace!" ~"And I," said M. d'Artagnan. "Pardon me,
1934 66|      nothing. ~"Where am I to die?" said she. ~"On the other bank,"
1935 66|             sum of silver. ~"Here," said he, "is the price of the
1936 66|        judges." ~"That is correct," said the executioner; "and now
1937 66|       Treville. ~"Well, gentlemen," said the brave captain, "I hope
1938 67|       Holloa, Monsieur d'Artagnan!" said he, "is not that you whom
1939 67|          Artagnan. ~"Ah, monsieur!" said the young man, "I meet you,
1940 67|            monsieur the Chevalier," said Athos, advancing; "and you
1941 67|             four men. ~"Gentlemen," said he, "if Monsieur d'Artagnan
1942 67|          This suits me the better," said Rochefort, "as I wish to
1943 67|       purpose of rejoining Milady," said Athos, coolly, "it is useless;
1944 67|          wait for you, d'Artagnan," said Athos, loud enough for the
1945 67|            d'Artagnan. ~"Monsieur," said the cardinal, "you have
1946 67|           the young man. ~"Holloa!" said he, "what does that mean?" ~"
1947 67|        heads than yours, monsieur," said the cardinal. ~"What, monseigneur?"
1948 67|     cardinal. ~"What, monseigneur?" said d'Artagnan, with a calmness
1949 67|            with this, monseigneur?" said d'Artagnan, who had no doubt
1950 67|           confidence." ~"Monsieur," said the cardinal, "if Milady
1951 67|            perfect serenity. ~"So," said the cardinal, in a tone
1952 67|             stout heart, monsieur," said the cardinal, with a voice
1953 67|             ready." ~"Your pardon?" said Richelieu, surprised. ~"
1954 67|     surprised. ~"Yes, monseigneur," said d'Artagnan. ~"And signed
1955 67|             shall cause me to die," said the Gascon to himself. "
1956 67|         relinquished. ~"I am lost!" said d'Artagnan to himself. And
1957 67|            him." ~"Here, monsieur," said the cardinal to the young
1958 67|           cardinal. ~"Monseigneur," said he, "my life is yours; henceforth
1959 67|             The cardinal turned and said in a loud voice, "Rochefort!"
1960 67|          immediately. ~"Rochefort," said the cardinal, "you see Monsieur
1961 67|      monsieur?" ~"When you please," said d'Artagnan. ~"An opportunity
1962 67|          replied Rochefort. ~"Hey?" said the cardinal, opening the
1963 67|       beginning to grow impatient," said Athos. ~"Here I am, my friends,"
1964 67|         commission from his pocket, said, "Here, my dear Athos, this
1965 67|       expressive smiles. ~"Friend," said he, "for Athos this is too
1966 67|            fit me?" ~"Wonderfully," said d'Artagnan; but I come to
1967 67|    interview with the cardinal, and said, taking the commission from
1968 67|           of the young man. ~"Yes," said he, "yes, that would flatter
1969 67|    interview with the cardinal, and said, for the third time drawing
1970 67|                 Alas, dear friend!" said Aramis, "our late adventures
1971 67|         light of his lamp. ~"Well," said he, "they likewise have
1972 67|         then have no more friends," said the young man. "Alas! nothing
1973 67|      probably kill you the fourth," said he to him, holding out his