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In which the Plot Thickens

           "Which?"

           "ThatwhichIfoundatyourfeet,andreplacedinyourpocket."

           "Holdyourtongue,imprudentman!Doyouwishtodestroyme?"

           "Youseeveryplainlythatthereisstilldangerforyou,sinceasinglewordmakesyoutremble;andyouconfessthatifthatwordwereheardyouwouldberuined.Come,come,madame!"criedd’Artagnan,seizingherhands,andsurveyingherwithanardentglance,"come,bemoregenerous.Confideinme.Haveyounotreadinmyeyesthatthereisnothingbutdevotionandsympathyinmyheart?"

           "Yes,"repliedMme.Bonacieux;"therefore,askmyownsecrets,andIwillrevealthemtoyou;butthoseofothersthatisquiteanotherthing."

           "Verywell,"saidd’Artagnan,"Ishalldiscoverthem;asthesesecretsmayhaveaninfluenceoveryourlife,thesesecretsmustbecomemine."

           "Bewareofwhatyoudo!"criedtheyoungwoman,inamannersoseriousastomaked’Artagnanstartinspiteofhimself."Oh,meddleinnothingwhichconcernsme.DonotseektoassistmeinthatwhichIamaccomplishing.ThisIaskofyouinthenameoftheinterestwithwhichIinspireyou,inthenameoftheserviceyouhaverenderedmeandwhichInevershallforgetwhileIhavelife.Rather,placefaithinwhatItellyou.Havenomoreconcernaboutme;Iexistnolongerforyou,anymorethanifyouhadneverseenme."

           "MustAramisdoasmuchasI,madame?"saidd’Artagnan,deeplypiqued.

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