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A Mousetrap in the Seventeenth Century

           There,however,endedthesignswhichmighthaveconfoundedherwithaladyofrank.Thehandswerewhite,butwithoutdelicacy;thefeetdidnotbespeakthewomanofquality.Happily,d’Artagnanwasnotyetacquaintedwithsuchniceties.

           Whiled’ArtagnanwasexaminingMme.Bonacieux,andwas,aswehavesaid,closetoher,hesawonthegroundafinecambrichandkerchief,whichhepickedup,aswashishabit,andatthecornerofwhichherecognizedthesamecipherhehadseenonthehandkerchiefwhichhadnearlycausedhimandAramistocuteachother’sthroat.

           Fromthattime,d’Artagnanhadbeencautiouswithrespecttohandkerchiefswitharmsonthem,andhethereforeplacedinthepocketofMme.Bonacieuxtheonehehadjustpickedup.

           AtthatmomentMme.Bonacieuxrecoveredhersenses.Sheopenedhereyes,lookedaroundherwithterror,sawthattheapartmentwasemptyandthatshewasalonewithherliberator.Sheextendedherhandstohimwithasmile.Mme.Bonacieuxhadthesweetestsmileintheworld.

           "Ah,monsieur!"saidshe,"youhavesavedme;permitmetothankyou."

           "Madame,"saidd’Artagnan,"Ihaveonlydonewhateverygentlemanwouldhavedoneinmyplace;youowemenothanks."

           "Oh,yes,monsieur,oh,yes;andIhopetoprovetoyouthatyouhavenotservedaningrate.

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