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Bonacieux at Home

           "Eh,eh!"saidBonacieux,slappingaplump,roundbag,whichreturnedasoundamoney;"whatdoyouthinkofthis,MadamePreacher?"

           "Whencecomesthatmoney?"

           "Youdonotguess?"

           "Fromthecardinal?"

           "Fromhim,andfrommyfriendtheComtedeRochefort."

           "TheComtedeRochefort!Whyitwashewhocarriedmeoff!"

           "Thatmaybe,madame!"

           "Andyoureceivesilverfromthatman?"

           "Haveyounotsaidthatthatabductionwasentirelypolitical?"

           "Yes;butthatabductionhadforitsobjectthebetrayalofmymistress,todrawfrommebytortureconfessionsthatmightcompromisethehonor,andperhapsthelife,ofmyaugustmistress."

           "Madame,"repliedBonacieux,"youraugustmistressisaperfidiousSpaniard,andwhatthecardinaldoesiswelldone."

           "Monsieur,"saidtheyoungwoman,"Iknowyoutobecowardly,avaricious,andfoolish,butInevertillnowbelievedyouinfamous!"

           "Madame,"saidBonacieux,whohadneverseenhiswifeinapassion,andwhorecoiledbeforethisconjugalanger,"madame,whatdoyousay?"

           "Isayyouareamiserablecreature!"continuedMme.Bonacieux,whosawshewasregainingsomelittleinfluenceoverherhusband."Youmeddlewithpolitics,doyouandstillmore,withcardinalistpolitics?Why,yousellyourself,bodyandsoul,tothedemon,thedevil,formoney!"

           "No,tothecardinal."

           "It’sthesamething,"criedtheyoungwoman."WhocallsRichelieucallsSatan."

           "Holdyourtongue,holdyourtongue,madame!Youmaybeoverheard."

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