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Soubrette and Mistress

           "Forme?"saidd’Artagnan,seizingtheletter.

           "No;foranother."

           "Foranother?"

           "Yes."

           "Hisname;hisname!"criedd’Artagnan.

           "Readtheaddress."

           "MonsieurElComtedeWardes."

           TheremembranceofthesceneatSt.GermainpresenteditselftothemindofthepresumptuousGascon.Asquickasthought,hetoreopentheletter,inspiteofthecrywhichKittyutteredonseeingwhathewasgoingtodo,orrather,whathewasdoing.

           "Oh,goodLord,MonsieurChevalier,"saidshe,"whatareyoudoing?"

           "I?"saidd’Artagnan;"nothing,"andheread,

           "Youhavenotansweredmyfirstnote.Areyouindisposed,orhaveyouforgottentheglancesyoufavoredmewithattheballofMme.deGuise?Youhaveanopportunitynow,Count;donotallowittoescape."

           d’Artagnanbecameverypale;hewaswoundedinhisSELF-love:hethoughtthatitwasinhisLOVE.

           "PoordearMonsieurd’Artagnan,"saidKitty,inavoicefullofcompassion,andpressinganewtheyoungman’shand.

           "Youpityme,littleone?"saidd’Artagnan.

           "Oh,yes,andwithallmyheart;forIknowwhatitistobeinlove."

           "Youknowwhatitistobeinlove?"saidd’Artagnan,lookingatherforthefirsttimewithmuchattention.

           "Alas,yes."

           "Well,then,insteadofpityingme,youwoulddomuchbettertoassistmeinavengingmyselfonyourmistress."

           "Andwhatsortofrevengewouldyoutake?"

           "Iwouldtriumphoverher,andsupplantmyrival."

           "Iwillneverhelpyouinthat,MonsieurChevalier,"saidKitty,warmly.

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