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Soubrette and Mistress

           "Andwhynot?"demandedd’Artagnan.

           "Fortworeasons."

           "Whatones?"

           "Thefirstisthatmymistresswillneverloveyou."

           "Howdoyouknowthat?"

           "Youhavecuthertotheheart."

           "I?InwhatcanIhaveoffendedherIwhoeversinceIhaveknownherhavelivedatherfeetlikeaslave?Speak,Ibegyou!"

           "Iwillneverconfessthatbuttothemanwhoshouldreadtothebottomofmysoul!"

           D’ArtagnanlookedatKittyforthesecondtime.Theyounggirlhadfreshnessandbeautywhichmanyduchesseswouldhavepurchasedwiththeircoronets.

           "Kitty,"saidhe,"Iwillreadtothebottomofyoursoulwhen-everyoulike;don’tletthatdisturbyou."Andhegaveherakissatwhichthepoorgirlbecameasredasacherry.

           "Oh,no,"saidKitty,"itisnotmeyoulove!Itismymistressyoulove;youtoldmesojustnow."

           "Anddoesthathinderyoufromlettingmeknowthesecondreason?"

           "Thesecondreason,MonsieurtheChevalier,"repliedKitty,emboldenedbythekissinthefirstplace,andstillfurtherbytheexpressionoftheeyesoftheyoungman,"isthatinlove,everyoneforherself!"

           Thenonlyd’ArtagnanrememberedthelanguishingglancesofKitty,herconstantlymeetinghimintheantechamber,thecorridor,oronthestairs,thosetouchesofthehandeverytimeshemethim,andherdeepsighs;butabsorbedbyhisdesiretopleasethegreatlady,hehaddisdainedthesoubrette.Hewhosegameistheeagletakesnoheedofthesparrow.

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