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In which the Plot Thickens

           Atthesametime,andwiththerapidityoflightning,thestrangerdrewhis.

           "Inthenameofheaven,myLord!"criedMme.Bonacieux,throwingherselfbetweenthecombatantsandseizingtheswordswithherhands.

           "MyLord!"criedd’Artagnan,enlightenedbyasuddenidea,"myLord!Pardonme,monsieur,butyouarenot"

           "MyLordtheDukeofBuckingham,"saidMme.Bonacieux,inanundertone;"andnowyoumayruinusall."

           "MyLord,Madame,Iaskahundredpardons!ButIloveher,myLord,andwasjealous.Youknowwhatitistolove,myLord.Pardonme,andthentellmehowIcanriskmylifetoserveyourGrace?"

           "Youareabraveyoungman,"saidBuckingham,holdingouthishandtod’Artagnan,whopresseditrespectfully."Youoffermeyourservices;withthesamefranknessIacceptthem.Followusatadistanceoftwentypaces,asfarastheLouvre,andifanyonewatchesus,slayhim!"

           D’Artagnanplacedhisnakedswordunderhisarm,allowedthedukeandMme.Bonacieuxtotaketwentystepsahead,andthenfollowedthem,readytoexecutetheinstructionsofthenobleandelegantministerofCharlesI.

           Fortunately,hehadnoopportunitytogivethedukethisproofofhisdevotion,andtheyoungwomanandthehandsomeMusketeerenteredtheLouvrebythewicketoftheEchellewithoutanyinterference.

           Asford’Artagnan,heimmediatelyrepairedtothecabaretofthePomme-de-Pin,wherehefoundPorthosandAramisawaitinghim

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