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The Carmelite Convent at Bethune

           Iknowthemfromhavingheardoneoftheirfriends,Monsieurd’Artagnan,sayagreatdealaboutthem."

           "YouknowMonsieurd’Artagnan!"criedthenovice,inherturnseizingthehandsofMiladyanddevouringherwithhereyes.

           ThenremarkingthestrangeexpressionofMilady’scountenance,shesaid,"Pardonme,madame;youknowhimbywhattitle?"

           "Why,"repliedMilady,embarrassed,"why,bythetitleoffriend."

           "Youdeceiveme,madame,"saidthenovice;"youhavebeenhismistress!"

           "Itisyouwhohavebeenhismistress,madame!"criedMilady,inherturn.

           "I?"saidthenovice.

           "Yes,you!Iknowyounow.YouareMadameBonacieux!"

           Theyoungwomandrewback,filledwithsurpriseandterror.

           "Oh,donotdenyit!Answer!"continuedMilady.

           "Well,yes,madame,"saidthenovice,"Arewerivals?"

           ThecountenanceofMiladywasilluminedbysosavageajoythatunderanyothercircumstancesMme.Bonacieuxwouldhavefledinterror;butshewasabsorbedbyjealousy.

           "Speak,madame!"resumedMme.Bonacieux,withanenergyofwhichshemightnothavebeenbelievedcapable."Haveyoubeen,orareyou,hismistress?"

           "Oh,no!"criedMilady,withanaccentthatadmittednodoubtofhertruth."Never,never!"

           "Ibelieveyou,"saidMme.Bonacieux;"butwhy,then,didyoucryoutso?"

           "Doyounotunderstand?"saidMilady,whohadalreadyovercomeheragitationandrecoveredallherpresenceofmind.

           "HowcanIunderstand?Iknownothing."

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