Lover and Husband

           "Ah,Madame,"saidd’Artagnan,enteringbythedoorwhichtheyoungwomanopenedforhim,"allowmetotellyouthatyouhaveabadsortofahusband."

           "Youhave,then,overheardourconversation?"askedMme.Bonacieux,eagerly,andlookingatd’Artagnanwithdisquiet.

           "Thewhole."

           "Buthow,myGod?"

           "Byamodeofproceedingknowntomyself,andbywhichIlikewiseoverheardthemoreanimatedconversationwhichhehadwiththecardinal’spolice."

           "Andwhatdidyouunderstandbywhatwesaid?"

           "Athousandthings.Inthefirstplace,that,unfortunately,yourhusbandisasimpletonandafool;inthenextplace,youareintrouble,ofwhichIamveryglad,asitgivesmeaopportunityofplacingmyselfatyourservice,andGodknowsIamreadytothrowmyselfintothefireforyou;finally,thatthequeenwantsabrave,intelligent,devotedmantomakeajourneytoLondonforher.Ihaveatleasttwoofthethreequalitiesyoustandinneedof,andhereIam."

           Mme.Bonacieuxmadenoreply;butherheartbeatwithjoyandsecrethopeshoneinhereyes.

           "Andwhatguaranteewillyougiveme,"askedshe,"ifIconsenttoconfidethismessagetoyou?"

           "Myloveforyou.Speak!Command!Whatistobedone?"

           "MyGod,myGod!"murmuredtheyoungwoman,"oughtItoconfidesuchasecrettoyou,monsieur?Youarealmostaboy."

           "Iseethatyourequiresomeonetoanswerforme?"

           "Iadmitthatwouldreassuremegreatly."

           "DoyouknowAthos?"

           "No."

           "Porthos?"

           "No."

           "Aramis?"

           "No.

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