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The Carmelite Convent at Bethune

           "CanyounotunderstandthatMonsieurd’Artagnan,beingmyfriend,mighttakemeintohisconfidence?"

           "Truly?"

           "DoyounotperceivethatIknowallyourabductionfromthelittlehouseatSt.Germain,hisdespair,thatofhisfriends,andtheiruselessinquiriesuptothismoment?HowcouldIhelpbeingastonishedwhen,withouthavingtheleastexpectationofsuchathing,Imeetyoufacetofaceyou,ofwhomwehavesooftenspokentogether,youwhomheloveswithallhissoul,youwhomhehadtaughtmetolovebeforeIhadseenyou!Ah,dearConstance,Ihavefoundyou,then;Iseeyouatlast!"

           AndMiladystretchedoutherarmstoMme.Bonacieux,who,convincedbywhatshehadjustsaid,sawnothinginthiswomanwhomaninstantbeforeshehadbelievedherrivalbutasincereanddevotedfriend.

           "Oh,pardonme,pardonme!"criedshe,sinkingupontheshouldersofMilady."Pardonme,Ilovehimsomuch!"

           Thesetwowomenheldeachotherforaninstantinacloseembrace.Certainly,ifMilady’sstrengthhadbeenequaltoherhatred,Mme.Bonacieuxwouldneverhaveleftthatembracealive.Butnotbeingabletostifleher,shesmileduponher.

           "Oh,youbeautiful,goodlittlecreature!"saidMilady."HowdelightedIamtohavefoundyou!Letmelookatyou!"andwhilesayingthesewords,sheabsolutelydevouredherbyherlooks."Oh,yesitisyouindeed!Fromwhathehastoldme,Iknowyounow.Irecognizeyouperfectly."

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